it because Gehrman Sparrow was the one who carried out this task that he was qualified? Or is it that all followers can view the contents of the blasphemous card?
Alger frowned and pondered for a while, then suddenly remembered something:
King George III of Loen, who aspired to become a god but had his ritual disrupted by Gehrman Sparrow, was an extraordinary individual on the "Black Emperor" path!
As my thoughts raced, the words of "The Fool" at the first Tarot meeting after the fog in Backlund still echoed in my ears:
"The root of the problem has not yet been discovered, but there are enough clues. Hopefully, the people of the three major churches won't be too foolish."
So... Mr. Fool foresaw George III's ascension to godhood so early on, and had already prepared to send Gehrman Sparrow to sabotage it? So he had Gehrman Sparrow watch from the sidelines so that he could understand the ritual characteristics of the "Black Emperor" sequence, foreshadowing his later mission to sabotage George III's ascension to godhood?
He had already foreseen the level that Gehrman Sparrow would reach a few years later, and even the fact that the blasphemous card Backlund corresponded to the "Black Emperor" pathway was under the control of Mr. Fool.
Alger's pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't help but shudder.
Is this the layout at the level of gods? I can't see through it at all…
Of course, this could also be a shared right of those favored by Mr. Fool... After exploring that mysterious island, when I chose the Sequence 4 recipe from the Tyrant card, Gehrman Sparrow readily agreed... However, this is likely because Mr. Fool had already anticipated my choice and instructed him in advance....
"Why did you come here?" Sharon, pale-faced but with delicate features, asked simply from inside the brown carriage.
"help."
"In exchange for a helping hand."
Sharon looked at him and answered calmly and without any change in expression.
The sky was almost completely dark, with a red moon peeking out from behind the clouds.
Klein, who had just given Sharon a positive answer, was walking home when his gaze suddenly shifted to the dark and quiet house of the lawyer Jürgen.
The black cat sat quietly beside the kitchen counter, watching Klein busily prepare dinner for it.
Klein glanced at it and said to the black cat Brody in a casual tone:
"You must miss Mrs. Doris very much, right?"
"Aren't you very worried about her condition...?"
"Jürgen didn't come home today. Are you all alone, feeling lonely, sad, like you have no home, and very tired and exhausted...?"
As he spoke, Klein's voice gradually lowered until it fell silent.
Brody the black cat remained crouched there, quietly watching him, without making a sound or meowing.
Melissa's lips moved slightly, but in the end she said nothing.
She gazed intently at Klein in the picture, at that face that habitually wore a smile, yet whose eyes revealed loneliness and weariness…
She suddenly felt a little lost and a little heartbroken.
Melissa wasn't stupid. She had long known that Klein's awakening might have been influenced by other factors, but she hadn't forgotten the warm moments the three of them shared afterward, and she still believed he was her brother.
She would still treat him as her own brother and she believed Benson would too.
Therefore, Melissa's feelings for Klein did not diminish because of the doubts. After seeing Klein complete his initial revenge, live a relatively normal life, and build friendships with those around him, she felt genuinely relaxed and relieved.
However, even though Klein quickly made many friends, it seemed that no one had ever truly entered his heart. Only in front of a cat did he occasionally reveal the sadness hidden deep in his heart.
As she watched the figures of the person and the cat fade into silence in the night outside the window, she pursed her lips, something flickering. slightly in her brown eyes.
If you're too tired, just come back…
After finalizing the plan with Sharon and Marich, Klein watched them leave, then took out a small square iron box from his pocket, quickly dug a shallow hole in the center of the open space, and buried the small square iron box in it.
Before long. Klein saw three figures approaching at an extremely fast speed.
One in front, one in the middle, and one in the back!
Klein stepped back and entered the fire. His figure quickly disappeared, flashing into the afterglow of a sudden and violent explosion in another direction.
His body suddenly froze, as if he felt dizzy and was rapidly weakening.
Facing Steve, who was about to attack, Klein's eyes showed no panic. He raised his right hand and fired a "purification bullet" with a slight whooshing sound, striking the center of the open space.
A soft clang came from beneath the pierced earth, and a gentle breeze swept by, causing Maric's undead and Steve's ghosts to freeze simultaneously.
In an instant, they rushed out like madmen, heading towards the center of the open space, like a pack of hungry dogs at mealtime.
Steve was stunned for a moment, then his expression showed a mixture of confusion and surprise.
The small iron box that Klein buried in the ground contained the bronze whistle that could attract the undead!
Although he knew absolutely nothing about the extraordinary world, after watching the film intently for so long, Benson gained some understanding of it.
If he only relied on the bronze whistle, Klein could at best only manage to escape... His worry and helplessness were palpable.
Benson was initially relieved when Klein told him to be a normal detective, but he didn't expect that Klein's concept of "normal" was completely different from what he had imagined-it seemed that he was still dancing on the edge of death.
You brat, when you get back, as your older brother, I'm going to give you a good scolding....
But seeing Klein's calm expression in the film, Benson felt inexplicably at ease.
After easily dealing with the swelling shadow, Steve stepped forward and caught the item that the dead creatures were fighting over with his left hand.
It was a dark gold key ring with an old, exquisite bronze whistle hanging from it, and next to the whistle hung a simple, antique-looking brass key.
They stood side by side, pressed tightly together, lying there in Steve's pale palm.
At the same time, the "Crimson Crown" on Steve's right hand was quietly emitting a cold crimson glow, like a miniature full moon.
In an instant, an incredibly chilling shriek suddenly rang out. It was not as loud as when the "filthy words" appeared, but it was even sharper, like a steel needle piercing the eardrum.
"ah!"
Steve let out a scream and fell straight to the ground from mid-air, throwing away the Crimson Moon Crown he was holding and the ring with the copper whistle and key attached to it.
He struggled and twisted on the spot, his body bulging with one protrusion after another, from which tiny, baby-like arms grew, or from which a foul-smelling. pale yellow liquid flowed.
At this moment, a cluster of flames reignited, and Klein, who had already "escaped," leaped out, blocking the "Crimson Moon Crown's" trajectory. With a deft flick, he changed its direction, sending it flying towards the weak and limp Sharon.
Steve's screams gradually subsided as the Crimson Corona landed precisely on Sharon.
Sharon's figure immediately blurred, and her unfocused blue eyes instantly regained their brilliance.
"This...this is the Full Moon's Whisper?" Fors looked at the "full moon" and immediately felt a sense of familiarity with the shrill whistle.
Edwina quickly turned to her, her eyes flickering slightly: "Can you tell me what 'Full Moon Whispers' is?"
"Uh..." Fors was momentarily flustered when stared at by this calm and intelligent beautiful woman. She nodded in a flash and spoke with slight hesitation, "Some extraordinary individuals who have gone through the 'Apprentice' pathway will hear unknown murmurs during a full moon or blood moon."
"Judging from the abilities of the 'Master Key', I think it is very likely a sealed artifact belonging to the 'Apprentice' path, and perhaps it also carries the same curse. Therefore, when it came into contact with the 'Crimson Moon Crown,' which can release the full moon effect, the 'Full Moon Whisper' was generated."
Fors didn't mention that this was a blood curse of the Abraham family, after all, it was a private matter of her teacher's family, and she had only mentioned it at the Tarot meeting.
But I don't think I mentioned the Full Moon Talk at the Tarot meeting yet... Did Mr. Fool tell him that?
*Thank you for your explanation." Edwina nodded slightly, then looked away as if she understood.
"You should learn from them," Pales sighed helplessly. "Prepare in advance, make good use of negative effects... Your former colleague couldn't have become an angel so quickly just because of the 'Fool' s' help."
Leonard instinctively opened his mouth, then silently closed it again.
Was Klein really just a history major before? He couldn't help but wonder to himself.
Sharon nodded and said, "Do you need any help?"
"No need," Klein chuckled. "I still have a lot of fireworks to set off."
As soon as he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The remaining bombs exploded one by one, sending bursts of flames rising into the air.
They cluster around the largest and most eye-catching flower in the center, dreamy and bright.
Sharon's gaze was instinctively drawn to him for a second, but when she looked back, Klein was gone, leaving only a wisp of fire slowly dissipating.
"Wow," Anderson murmured, "that was such a cool way to say goodbye."
Just as Gehrman Sparrow, with his hat in hand, slowly descended onto the "Black Tulip" amidst a group of spirit creatures, the dreamlike and the eerie each possessed their own unique beauty…
Thinking of this, Anderson's nonchalant expression suddenly turned serious.
When Gehrman Sparrow stormed onto the ship of "Hell Admiral, he used some unknown method to make all the spirit creatures on board run to the stern... This is somewhat similar to the ability of this bronze whistle!
Hmph... If it weren't for the huge difference in their styles, I would have doubted whether they were the same person... Anderson's expression froze for a second, then returned to his usual carefree demeanor.
What are the common characteristics of those who follow the "Fool"? Items that attract the undead and a cool entrance and farewell? He chuckled to himself.
In the open space surrounded by abandoned warehouses, the butler Ikonser, with his sharp, clear features and messy brown hair, was holding an ancient silver mirror.
On either side of the mirror is an eye-like decoration, with a black gemstone base, which looks deep and enchanting.
He looked at the silver mirror in his hand and stroked its surface three times with his right palm.
After a two-second pause, Iconsel took a deep breath and said in a low voice:
"Your Excellency Arrodes, my question is, who were the participants in what just happened here?"
Isn't this the mechanical heart's butler and that terrifying mirror...?
Leonard's face stiffened, and he instantly recalled that frightening experience.
Arrodes... Arrodes?!
Danitz silently repeated the familiar name twice, almost jumping out of his seat.
This...isn't this the devil connected to the radio receiver? Was it actually a mirror?
Edwina noticed his unusual behavior, tilted her head slightly, and asked, "Have you met any of the members of Mechanical Heart?"
Logically speaking, Danitz shouldn't have come into contact with anyone who appeared in the video earlier, but such a strong reaction must have a reason, which prompted Edwina, who was pondering why she was pulled into the space, to ask a question.
"No! Captain, I haven't seen a single one!" Danitz immediately shook his head frantically, stating the absolute truth in a panic.Your reaction is quite something, even more agitated than when you saw me behind Gehrman, Anderson clicked his tongue, scrutinizing him with a look that held both suspicion and mockery. "What did one of these people do to you that left a more lasting impression than me pulling your captain's hair?"
...Anderson is as annoying as ever. He must have digested the "Provoker" potion at lightning speed back then... Klein couldn't bear to look and shifted his gaze away from that direction.
Edwina ignored her old classmate and turned her inquisitive gaze to Danitz.
...Bullshit! Because the captain was right beside him, Danitz's face contorted, but he couldn't bring himself to curse Anderson. After a moment of internal struggle, his expression gradually hardened, and he answered slowly and earnestly, "Captain, I really haven't seen any of those 'people'."
*Sealed objects aren't people!" he added to himself, feeling a little guilty.
"...I understand." Edwina paused for a moment, then nodded gently. Just as Danitz breathed a sigh of relief, she calmly added, "If there is, the video will be released."
*...* Danitz's face twitched, and he tried his best to ignore Anderson's incessantly laughing shit.
Anyway, the film's content revolves entirely around Klein Moretti, so there's no way it could involve Gehrman Sparrow or me! He reassured himself.
Heh... Klein, who was watching quietly, easily guessed Dani's inner thoughts and silently mourned for him for a second in advance.
Most of the Tarot Club members focused their attention on the name "Gehrman" that Anderson mentioned.
Apart from Admiral Cattleya and Alger, who already recognized the three and knew why they had been pulled into this space, the other members. also realized what had happened:
It turns out that the blond, blue-eyed, and rude young man knew Mr. "World"! That's why he came here.
Fors, a well-known writer who often reads newspapers to gather material, took a moment to recall and suddenly felt that the three people looked somewhat familiar.
...I remember now! When that man was making waves at sea, the newspapers also reported on several other people who were said to have connections with the mad adventurer... With a direction in mind, Fors quickly recognized the three people based on the portraits in the newspapers-Anderson Hood, the "strongest hunter" of the Misty Sea; Danitz, the boatswain of the "Golden Dream" whose bounty had skyrocketed in a short period of time for unknown reasons; and Vice Admiral Edwina, one of the seven pirate generals.
Judging from Anderson's words, the three of them have known each other for a long time? Anderson tugged at the hair of Vice Admiral Iceberg, and Vice Admiral Iceberg's crew harbored resentment over this... Fors lived up to her identity as a romance novelist, and her mind wandered for a moment.
Of course, she instinctively avoided getting involved with the mad adventurer and the three of them.
But what exactly in the film caused that pirate with a bounty of over ten thousand to panic so much? He shouldn't have recognized Sherlock Moriarty as that person yet, and he only reacted after the members of the Mechanical Heart appeared... Wait, Arrodes? The mirror? That sealed artifact?
Fors suddenly recalled some unpleasant memories hidden deep within her mind, and her cheeks instantly burned.
"What's wrong?" Xio turned around with a puzzled look and asked.
"..." Fors finally managed to open his mouth slightly and utter a sentence with some difficulty, "Don't you think...that mirror and its name...sound familiar..."
"I know, it's the object that Mr. 'World' asked you to question before, right? I was just wondering why it's related to the sealed artifact of the Mechanical Heart... You're only just remembering?" Xio replied, somewhat puzzled, then narrowed his eyes slightly. "This isn't like you... Are you alright?"
"It's nothing! After all, it was just a small matter, I don't remember it very well..." Fors forced a smile, inwardly sighing: I can probably guess why "Flame" reacted so strongly...
"Based on the principle of reciprocity, it's my turn to ask a question."
"If you answer incorrectly or lie, you will be punished."
In the mirror, the word "punishment" is as red as blood, as if it is still dripping liquid.
Ikanser's expression first contorted, then became unusually serious.
Immediately afterwards, the silver mirror shimmered with water, and a new line of words appeared:
What is your sexual orientation?
Ikanser froze, and all the team members around him turned to look at him.
Not only the members of the Mechanical Heart team in the film, but also everyone outside the film couldn't help but reveal subtle expressions.
What a pitiful man... If Deacon Ikanser saw Arrodes in his current state, would he lose control...? Klein thought to himself, suppressing a laugh, while also feeling sympathy for the deacon who was suffering so much at the hands of Arrodes.
He now understood why the "magic mirror" Arrodes had directly asked, "If the man you like..."-it was all preordained.
It's truly a "magic mirror" with no bottom line...
Klein, dressed as a wandering magician, couldn't help but twitch his left hand slightly, feeling the cold mirror of the "magic mirror" Arrodes inside his sleeve.
He had noticed from the beginning that the Brass Book only restricted the rule of "not using extraordinary abilities" to living beings, which meant that Arrodes might have been watching the inner thoughts of each of them all along.
The idea made him want to laugh, but it also puzzled him slightly. In his view, given his previous experience in Beldan City, the "0-02" that had been activated to a certain extent should have avoided this loophole this time.
Was it manipulated by that half-fool from the Antigonus family, or was it the will of the space's master? If the latter, then why? To prevent others from discovering Artodes's existence, just as He helped me conceal my identity as the "fool"?
Sure enough! This familiar, socially jarring questioning style... Fors almost covered her face. But after seeing Iconsel's disheveled hair, she suddenly felt quite lucky.
The brother and sister, who were ordinary people, also looked rather strange. They had initially thought it was just a magical object, but now it seemed as if a person with a wicked sense of humor lived in the mirror.
Their expressions became even stranger when Deacon Ikanser trembled as he answered that he preferred men.children's bedroom scattered with building blocks, a chubby-faced little boy who looked to be around ten years old was sitting on the floor, fiddling with a tarot deck.
As he leisurely shuffled the cards, he seemed to sense something, tilted his head, and suddenly smiled.
Above the image, a grayish-white mist appears and disappears.
"Hmm... Now that you've reminded me, I do remember something that might be related to the occult."
Inside the club's luxurious restaurant, Dr. Allen, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, spoke with a slight frown.
"I remember it was the day before his surgery. I went to his ward again. He was quite uneasy and was playing with tarot cards, which he had brought with him when he was admitted to the hospital. He didn't even allow his family to take them away."
"To help him relax, I played tarot readings with him."
"At that time, I turned over a card, which was the reversed 'Wheel of Fortune'."
"The child looked at me, smiled very purely and innocently, and said:"
"'Doctor, your luck is about to turn bad."
The little child was the angel of the "Destiny" path under the command of Mr. "The Fool"! The members of the Tarot Club suddenly realized.
Is this angel actively approaching Klein? Does Klein know? Leonard, who has become quite sensitive to this matter after witnessing the attention Klein has received, pondered.
Since the angel used such a roundabout method, it means that Klein himself was very likely unaware of this matter at the time!
The angel's actions seemed to be instructed by Mr. Fool…
Well, this might not necessarily be targeting Klein. More likely, Mr. "The Fool" foresaw unrest in Backlund and specifically sent this angel there. He did indeed appear to help us when we were fighting Amon in Backlund....
Furthermore, the three major churches possess a significant number of powerful individuals in Backlund, which can provide protection for this angel and reduce the pursuit from the "Angel of Fate"...
The other members of the Tarot Club shared similar thoughts with Leonard. Recalling how Gehrman Sparrow had helped her search for the blood of a mythical creature, Cattleya deduced that Gehrman Sparrow was unaware at the time that the matter involved the existence of angels, but would soon learn the truth.
Why did this angel approach Gehrman Sparrow? Was it a coincidence, an instruction from Mr. Fool, or did He Himself become interested in Gehrman Sparrow?
Cattleya thought the latter two were more likely, but couldn't figure out why, so she turned her attention back to the film.
When Allen's shovel fell and smashed into a rock.
He pointed at the corpse's legs, his mouth moving frantically but unable to utter a sound. After a long while, he suddenly took two steps back, collapsed to the ground, and shouted in a shrill voice:
"Will Auceptin! Will Auceptin!"
Klein, who had returned home after the Night Watchman intervened. was sitting in his bedroom, with a faint gray mist floating around him.
He seemed to understand something, and his expression became somewhat solemn.
Sure enough, Mr. Fool soon told Gehrman Sparrow about it... Cattleya thought to herself, and suddenly a bold guess came to her mind.
At this point, Mr. Fool was likely still recovering, and the angel was probably evading pursuit by Uroboros, the Angel of Fate. So, did He actively approach Gehrman Sparrow because He believed the latter might be of future help and therefore wished to establish direct contact with him as soon as possible?
Judging from the speed of Gehrman Sparrow's advancement, His judgment was not wrong, but why was He able to draw this conclusion so early? Was it merely an experimental investment, or did it stem from the ability of the "Fate" pathway, or did he learn of some plans related to Gehrman Sparrow from Mr. Fool?
Cattleya's expression gradually became serious.
The gray fog did not dissipate; instead, it gradually spread, slowly blurring the entire shot.
Above the gray fog. Derrick raised his hand and spoke somewhat nervously:
"I've been assigned a mission to explore that half-destroyed temple I mentioned before, the one with the 'Fallen Creator', in the near future."
"The leader in charge of this operation is Elder 'Shepherd' Lovia."
Do you have any suggestions?
Alger scoffed:
"You can pretend to be close to losing control, no, to be precise, bring yourself to the brink of losing control."
In the dimly lit, cramped room. Derrick lay alone on the bed when suddenly someone knocked on the metal wall beside him.
Knock knock knock!
"Who?" Derrick raised his voice, a hint of fear creeping into his previously calm expression.
The knocking stopped immediately, and after a few seconds, a deep but rather aged voice vaguely drifted over:
"It turns out to be a young kid."
"Did he say what his name was? Did he tell you about his background?" Derrick asked casually after listening to the other party's account.
The aged voice responded with a soft "hmm":
"He told us his name was..."
He paused and said:
"Amon."
Amon…
Hearing that familiar name sent a chill down Leonard's spine, and the Pales inside him seemed to no longer be silent.
So it turns out that Mr. Fool had already crossed paths with Amon in the Land of Forsaken Gods so early on... Perhaps it was after this that Amon officially became embroiled in the struggle with Mr. Fool over the ownership of the Source Castle…
Edwina's eyes flickered slightly, clearly understanding what the name represented.
Derrick walked up to the corresponding metal wall, bent his finger, and tapped it once.
Thump, thump.
He gave the coded message, but there was no response from the other side for a long time.
Derrick stared at the dull metal wall, pondering the question.
At that moment, a frail and ethereal voice suddenly came from the bed behind him:
Are you looking for me...?
A tall figure suddenly appeared, and everything returned to calm.
After exchanging a few words with Derrick, the Silver City Chief told him that his condition had stabilized and he could leave.
Derrick slowly returned home and closed the door. He carefully observed his surroundings for a moment, then sat on the edge of the bed and softly recited:
"The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who holds good fortune."
"I just went through something terrible..."
Above the gray fog, the Fool turned his head to look at the deep red star from which layers of illusory prayers emanated.
The image gradually zoomed in on the deep red star, and a transparent, ethereal figure was wrapped around the blurry, indistinct "sun"!
He has hands and feet, yet he twists and coils around the "sun" like a python, with his head propped up behind the "sun's" head!
In the blurry image, he was vaguely wearing a black classical robe, a matching pointed soft hat, and a monocle that looked like it was made of crystal.
What is this thing? Danitz was startled.
The scene before me was neither bloody nor disgusting, but it was so eerie that it sent chills down my spine.
Amon...
Edwina, standing beside him, recognized the illusory figure and murmured to herself.
She had long suspected that the film's content concealed many secrets, but she remained vigilant. Now, the appearance of ancient figures active in the Quaternary period in the film intensified her thirst for knowledge, making her more cautious yet equally eager for knowledge.
At the head of the bronze table, the Fool fell into a brief silence. After a moment. He tapped the edge of the table, and the silent gray mist rippled.
The scene in the camera gradually distorts and changes, with the sound of rushing water. In a dark room, Will Auceptin, with his tiger-like head and dark eyes, leans on a chair and looks out at the scenery at a desk by the window.Melissa and Benson were immediately taken aback.
They had just witnessed Will Auceptin's body in the film and were even saddened by his inexplicable death, but then they saw what was happening before their eyes, and their hearts were filled with shock and suspicion.
The other extraordinary individuals weren't too surprised. Even those who didn't know Will Auceptin's identity could easily guess that the seemingly childlike figure was no ordinary person and couldn't have died so easily. However, they couldn't help but speculate about Will Auceptin's current condition.
Several meticulous members of the Tarot Club, based on the content of the video and their own memories, made some guesses about what would happen next.
Suddenly, an endless gray fog appeared before Derrick's eyes, along with the lofty "Fool" high above, while echoes of illusory and distant words reverberated in his ears:
"I see.
I have something for you to do.
Let's test whether this ritual is effective.
Derrick gazed at the flickering candlelight, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and repeatedly recited the name of the person being honored:
"A fool who does not belong to this era, a mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who holds the reins of good fortune."
Suddenly, an exceptionally tall golden figure appeared in Derrick's field of vision, with twelve pairs of enormous, jet-black wings on its back.
As the gray fog dissipated, the camera could directly see the illusory figure that was wrapped around him and reaching upwards, uncontrollably shrinking back, yet resolutely refusing to retreat.
Ugh!
Amidst the illusory and chaotic sounds, light and darkness erupted completely. The withered hand finally lost its "support point," plummeting backward and downward, continuously disintegrating and disappearing.
The twisted, illusory, and eerie creature no longer clung to Derrick.
An angel...another angel? Danitz was shocked and almost lost control of himself.
Although he had no doubt about Mr. Fool's power, the continuous appearance of these demigods and angels was still somewhat beyond his psychological capacity. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should feel happy or sad about his insignificance in the process.
That angel must be the chairman of the Life School who appeared earlier, so why does he look like that? Leonard couldn't help but wonder.
Generally, an angel's aura is closely related to the extraordinary pathway through which they reside. Of course, there are a few exceptions, such as dark angels who simultaneously possess authority over both the "Sun" and "Fallen" realms.
*well....
Pales seemed to have guessed his question, and sighed in his mind: ""The Fool' is very likely a true god who possesses the 'Diviner' pathway of the Source Castle, or an activated Source Matter."
Leonard resisted the urge to nod and patiently waited for the next sentence.
"Whichever possibility it may be, the 'Fool' must possess the ability of the 'diviner' pathway, and it would be easy for Him to change the characteristics of the appearance of the angels below Him."
Is this related to the abilities of the "diviner" pathway? Leonard seemed to understand upon hearing this.
Given Mr. Fool's long-standing low-key style, this behavior is not surprising.
Derrick, as the person involved, did not think too deeply about it. He believed that his knowledge about the "sun" came from the gift of "The Fool, not from contact with the angel-he guessed that the images he could not understand were related to the angel, although he was not clear about the specific connection.
This.... I wonder what Will will think when he sees this... Klein finds it amusing for that angel who loves ice cream.
If the paper angel were to be impersonated as Mr. Azik, it would perfectly correspond to the twelve pairs of jet-black wings. But since he himself is right here, impersonating the paper angel as Will and leaving the rest to their imaginations would actually make it less likely to be exposed…
In the deep darkness, a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, its silvery light illuminating a figure standing on the edge of a deep ravine.
The figure was dressed in a black classical robe and a matching pointed soft hat. He had black curly hair, black eyes, a broad forehead, and a thin face.
He raised his hand and pinched the crystal monocle, then turned his head to look to the left, gazing into the distance.
"As expected..." he suddenly murmured, in Old Feyssac
After a pause, the figure smiled and uttered a single word:
"Fool."