Backlund, 160 Berklund Street.
Gehrman Sparrow's figure suddenly appeared in the master bedroom, his black trench coat swaying lightly, his half-top hat straight.
Dwayne Dantès, who was lying on the bed, immediately turned ethereal, shrinking into a palm-sized mirror.
No visitors tonight, and Arrodes didn't cause any trouble... Seeing this, and finding the surroundings quiet and peaceful, Klein breathed a sigh of relief. His figure rose slightly, his temples quickly turned white, his blue eyes suddenly deepened, and he transformed back into Dwayne Dantès.
Meanwhile, on that mirror, ripples of water moved, silver light gathered, outlining word after word:
"Great and supreme master, I did nothing tonight! No, I diligently played the part of a sleeping Dwayne Dantès."
"Also, I encountered something. Do you wish to know?"
Ignoring the first part of the "Magic Mirror" Arrodes's words that sought praise, Klein's heart skipped a beat. Taking off his hat and casually tossing it onto the armchair nearby, he replied in a low voice:
"Speak."
On the mirror surface, the original words broke apart and wriggled into new text:
"A lady, while passing by this street, glanced at this house."
What kind of thing is that? Too many people pass by here every day and admire the surroundings... Klein was about to speak when he saw the mirror's surface shimmer with watery light and reflect a figure.
To an ordinary person, the figure was dressed in an odd costume. She wore a medium's black robe, with blue eyeshadow and blush, both gorgeous and eerie. It was Daly Simone.
This lady was riding a carriage through Berklund Street. When passing No. 160, she turned her head to look out the window and stared for more than three seconds.
Hiss, not only did she have an impression of Dwayne Dantès because of his eyes, but she also casually gathered some information? Klein frowned slightly and turned to ask:
"Is there nothing else?"
"No!" Arrodes replied, highlighting the word on the mirror while drawing a simple picture symbolizing an "oath."
Klein nodded and, ignoring the "Magic Mirror's" enthusiasm, forcibly sent it away.
Having done all this, Klein took out a candle and prepared to set up a ritual to summon himself and respond to himself, to bring the gains of this operation along with the clothes he was wearing to the Gray Fog. He planned to separate Gehrman Sparrow's clothes from Dwayne Dantès's, to avoid problems due to such details in the future.
Crack!
He snapped his fingers, causing the candle wick to spring up reddish flames.
Flame.
Flame...
Klein's gaze froze for a few seconds. He quickly closed his eyes, turned around, and faced away from the candle.
Then, he manipulated the Wraith Senor to approach the desk step by step.
During this process, Senor's body trembled more and more violently, but in the end, he forced himself to extend his right hand and snuff out the candle.
Let's just sleep on it and deal with it tomorrow... No, the "Tyrant" card is on me and has already been activated. Even though there is a "Spiritual Wall" seal, it may not completely block its attraction and convergence ability towards others on the same pathway. It might only weaken the influence and buy some time. Earlier in Bayam, I was in and out quickly, not daring to stay too long... Just as Klein calmed down, he thought of some issues.
A few seconds later, he slowly took a breath, raised his hand again, snapped his fingers, and lit the candle.
Immediately after, suppressing his inner fear, he manipulated the Wraith Senor to take out two more candles and set up a sacrifice ritual — this way, there would be no step of responding to a summons and crossing the candle flame into the real world.
When everything was ready, Klein turned around with difficulty, lowered his head "piously," not daring to look directly at the candle flame, and then earnestly recited the honorable name of "The Fool."
With sheer perseverance, he, who was nearly on the verge of tears, finally completed the ritual and made a sacrifice of all the items that needed to be sent to the Gray Fog.
Phew... Klein let out a breath, took four steps counterclockwise, arrived at that silent mysterious space, sat on the seat belonging to "The Fool," first picked up the "Tyrant" card, and activated its contents.