Chapter 1163: Prophecy

Gehrman Sparrow had disappeared… By the time that terrifying messenger returned, Bernadette already had a premonition and basically grasped what had happened. So, after hearing the other's feedback, her expression only slightly darkened, with no obvious reaction.

This "Mystery Queen"'s eyes, as blue as a condensed ocean, deepened instantly, briefly losing focus, as if peering at the currents of fate through Reinette Tinekerr.

Two or three seconds later, Bernadette abruptly shut her eyes, as if a light too bright to look at had appeared before her.

A trace of bloody liquid trickled from the corners of her eyes, making her face seem paler.

"Mystery Queen" Bernadette, her eyes tightly shut, spoke in a slightly distant voice: "Gehrman Sparrow has fallen into an extreme crisis. Darkness is devouring the light. There is only a sliver of dawn left."

This was a prophecy.

Sequence 3 of the "Mystery Pryer" pathway was exactly the "Master of Prophecy."

The four golden-haired, red-eyed heads that Reinette Tinekerr held spoke in turn: "What…" "Does…" "The darkness…" "Symbolize…"

Maintaining her posture, Bernadette replied: "Desolation. Mutation. Doom. Negativity. Error."

Reinette Tinekerr, dressed in her gloomy, intricate long dress, didn't let the heads in her hand speak anymore. Leaving Bernadette's letter and gold coin, she turned around, stepped into the void, and vanished from the room.

"Mystery Queen" Bernadette stood rooted to the spot, not moving for several seconds.

Finally, she opened her eyes again. Her azure irises were hazy and lifeless, as if she needed a long time to recover her vision.

Bernadette thought for a moment, stretched out her right hand, and made a tiny gesture.

The tablecloth folded itself up, then unfolded again, replacing the ritual artifacts on it with a fountain pen, paper, and an inkwell.

The pen suddenly leaped up, as if held by an invisible spirit, and quickly wrote down the news of Gehrman Sparrow's disappearance on the paper.

Inside the captain's cabin of the "Future" on the Sonia Sea.

"Star Admiral" Cattleya stared at the mushrooms fried in mushroom oil on her plate, smelling the pervasive aroma of fat, and for a long time didn't pick up her knife and fork.

Suddenly, her spirituality stirred. She turned her head to look at the place where the brass sextant was placed, finding a letter there that hadn't been there before.

Cattleya immediately smiled, reached out, picked up the letter, and eagerly unfolded it.

Gradually, her brow furrowed.

"Gehrman Sparrow has disappeared…" Cattleya whispered, repeating the key content of the letter, sharply aware that this was a serious matter.

She easily understood what the Queen meant by writing to her. Without hesitation, she lowered her head, clasped her hands together, and recited a sacred name in ancient Hermes: "The Fool that does not belong to this era…"

Above the Gray Fog, the crimson star representing "The Hermit" came alive, expanding and contracting noticeably, radiating ripples of light that carried the sound of prayer.

They intertwined with the ripples created by the two crimson stars corresponding to "The Magician" and "The Sun," surging like tides, wave after wave, towards the ancient, majestic palace.

…✿…

"Someone is praying to Mr. Fool again… The echoes are getting stronger, the noise in my ears is also clearer… Hmm, I can hear a bit more clearly, the images are also a bit sharper… The one praying this time seems to be Lady Hermit. Only she likes to wear ancient wizard robes…

"Has the 'Mystery Queen' found out something happened to Gehrman Sparrow? Although I was worried I'd die this time and need some time to be revived, I hinted to the Tarot Club members that the next gathering might be canceled. But that was just a hint, not an official notice, and it wasn't clear enough. When Monday comes and there's still no reply, they'll definitely panic, pray, get in touch, and discover that Mr. Fool is also missing… no, ran off together with 'The World'." Klein eased his feelings by laughing at himself.

He glanced at Amon walking beside him and, to make conversation, lifted the leather lantern in his hand: "It should have gone out by now."

Amon, wearing a pointed soft hat and a black wizard's robe, nodded slightly.

"I placed it in a magical state. It can keep shining for a week without needing any fuel."

Klein thought about it for a moment.

"Is this a 'deception' of the laws of nature?"

Amon cocked his head, looking at Klein for a second with his right eye, the one wearing the monocle, and said with a smile: "Clever."

"Sequence 3 of the 'Error' pathway is a deepening of the 'Swindler', called the 'Teacher of Deceit'."

It was mostly as I guessed… But it wasn't just the 'Error' pathway that could do something like this. The 'Black Emperor' could 'distort' laws and 'utilize' rules to accomplish it… Klein silently compared the differences between the 'Marauder' and 'Lawyer' pathways.

Just then, Amon touched his chin and asked with great interest: "There are less than three days left. If you don't find a way to escape, it'll be too late."

"Are you going to try again today or tomorrow?"

"…You guess." Klein forced a smile, replying with his opponent's own favored rhetorical tactic.

Frankly speaking, regarding the matter of escape, Klein didn't think that more attempts would necessarily yield better results.

On the one hand, frequent attempts could indeed probe the boundaries of Amon's abilities and exhaust the "things" He had stolen, laying a good foundation for the final battle. On the other hand, they would also reveal Klein's own trump cards. After all, he was in a passive state with no chance to prepare. To force Amon to reveal more of his methods, he could only play the few good cards he had.