Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 116 The Lord Doesn’t Care!

December 11st, Thursday morning.

At the house at 117 Burningham Road, Hillston.

The three people who were having breakfast heard the doorbell ring.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The bell swung continuously as it was pulled by a rope, spreading the sound throughout the large but relatively empty living room.

"stop!"

At the dining table, Fors, who was biting a piece of bread, shouted incoherently.

Xio, who was on the same side, rolled his eyes but said nothing. He put down the bread he had just picked up and walked towards the entrance.

Before the bell rang again, Hugh turned the handle and opened the door.

Outside the door was a tall, thin, cold-looking man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked healthy, but his complexion was quite bad, and his right leg seemed to be swollen and seemed to be in a plaster cast, and he was holding a crutch in his hand.

"Hello sir, who are you looking for?"

Xio asked politely.

Dr. Allen lowered his head and found the petite lady. He asked hesitantly, "I'm looking for Fors, but I don't know if she still lives here..."

"Fors, looking for you."

Xio opened the door and shouted into the restaurant.

“Woo woo woo~ Here it comes!”

Fors responded incoherently, as if she was trying to swallow something.

"Please come in."

Xio invited politely.

"Thank you."

Dr. Allen thanked him softly, walked to the living room with his crutches, and sat down on the sofa.

Hugh did not help him, because she could see at a glance that Dr. Allen was a very proud person and he would not want to be treated as a disabled person.

So she just watched from the side until he sat down on the sofa and then asked politely:

"Want something to drink?"

"Black tea."

Dr. Allen thought about it and replied.

"Ok."

Quinn nodded slightly and turned to walk towards the restaurant.

At the same time, Fors also came to the living room and recognized the visitor's identity at a glance, and was a little surprised.

"Doctor Allen?"

"Fors..."

Dr. Allen turned around and seemed to want to say something.

"Ah, sorry."

Fors noticed Dr. Allen's gaze and subconsciously reached out to wipe it. When she saw the cream on her fingertips, her face immediately turned red. She turned her back and took out a towel to wipe it clean.

It was so rude of you to forget to wipe your mouth before meeting people.

"..."

Dr. Allen chose to remain silent. He knew that Yu Jin and Fors were in a relationship and it was normal for them to live together. But he didn't expect that Fors had another girl in his family, and it seemed that they had a very close relationship and didn't even shy away from doing that kind of thing.

As soon as the thought passed through his mind, Dr. Allen immediately decided to pretend that he had not seen it. After all, this was someone else's private life, and he had no right to interfere.

Are all the young people nowadays so extravagant? They actually...

"Dr. Allen, what do you want to see me about?"

After wiping the cream off the corners of her lips, Fors sat down on the sofa beside her and asked.

"Is such that."

Dr. Allen hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Do you remember Will Auceptin?"

Fors's expression became a little strange, and she nodded slightly.

"remember."

"to be honest."

Dr. Allen patted his right leg and sighed, "Since that operation, I've been very unlucky recently. I fell down the stairs a few days ago and my right leg was severely fractured. I can only use plaster to fix it."

Fors looked a little suspicious, and Dr. Allen continued, "This is not the first time, nor is it the only time. There was a mistake during surgery, a steam train accident while traveling, a thief broke into my house when I got home, and I went to the hospital, but I fell down the stairs..."

"The only thing I can be thankful for is that the mistakes in those operations were not serious and no one was killed. But even so, I will not be able to work for at least a month."

"I suspect I'm under some kind of curse,"

Dr. Allen smiled bitterly and gestured, "Of course, I know it may sound ridiculous to you, but I can't find any other reasonable explanation. I tried to pray in church, donate, and attend mass, but nothing worked."

"Just the day before yesterday, I talked to a private investigator, and he helped me pin the suspicion on Will Auceptin, because that was the day that my bad luck started."

"For this reason, we went to visit Will Auceptin's home yesterday morning, but found that they had moved out of Backlund more than a month ago."

"After I went home yesterday, I thought the matter was over. But last night, I had a nightmare. I dreamed of Will Auceptin."

Alan's expression became increasingly bitter, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes.

He had just visited Will Auceptin yesterday, and he had a nightmare that night. If you say there is no connection between them, he will never believe it. It's no wonder that he looks so bad, because what happened recently is completely beyond his common sense.

"I wanted to find the detective from yesterday and ask him to help me analyze it. But yesterday, I seemed to see Ash also visit Will Auceptin's house. So I want to know, do you have the same experience as me?"

Alan's expression was extremely sincere, even with a hint of hope and pleading.

He hoped because he hoped to find someone who could empathize with him, and he begged because he hoped to get an answer from Fors.

Fors was silent for a long time, feeling her mind was in a mess, and whispered, "I, I had a nightmare before."

"Nightmare? What kind of nightmare?"

Dr. Allen suddenly became much more energetic and asked hurriedly.

But after he finished speaking, he felt that his words were a bit rude, and hurriedly explained, "Sorry, I'm not gloating, I just... just..."

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

"I understand, Dr. Allen."

Fors consoled her, then hurriedly said, "Wait a moment, I'll go get Ash."

"ember."

"I heard."

Yu Jin appeared behind Fors without knowing when. He stared at Dr. Allen opposite him and asked,
"Dr. Allen, can you describe your dream?"

Dr. Allen tried to recall.

"I can no longer remember some of the details and the process, but the thing that impressed me most was a tall, pitch-black spire with a giant silver-white snake coiled on top. It was slowly wriggling and looking at me with its cold, merciless red eyes."

"I don't know why, but I entered the spire, walked up and down the stairs, passed through walls and locked doors, and finally, I found the kid named Will Auceptin in a dark corner. He hopped a few steps on one leg and huddled against the wall, with the tarot cards scattered around him."

"When he saw it was me, he was so frightened and happy that he shouted, 'Dr. Allen!' That was pretty much the whole dream, and then I woke up."

"Did Will Auceptin say anything else?"

Ember listened carefully and asked after thinking for a moment.

"Have!"

Dr. Allen frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly blurted out, "He said, 'Dr. Allen, there's a snake trying to eat me!'"

"Then, the giant silver-white snake hung upside down from the ceiling, with its head facing me. Its mouth was huge, but it had no teeth or tongue, and was blood red."

Dr. Allen said, a lingering look of horror still on his face.

It can be seen that last night's nightmare left him with a deep shadow.

Yu Jin looked down at Fors who was standing beside him.

Fors nodded implicitly, with a look of worry in her eyes.

She had thought she was the only one having the nightmare, but now it seems that Dr. Allen, who was also involved in the operation, has also had a nightmare.

The only question was why she started having nightmares in early September.

And what about the nightmare that Dr. Allen had just yesterday?
Fors frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out the key.

If Dr. Allen had nightmares because of the visit, what about me? I never visited Will Auceptin!
Besides, bad luck or something...

Fors's expression was a little subtle. She had been staying at home before, so she didn't feel anything. But when she thought about it carefully, it seemed that she had been unlucky for a while, but they were all small things, so she didn't take it to heart.

After all, compared to Dr. Allen who broke his leg, these experiences were obviously not worth mentioning. However, another confusion still lingered in Fors' mind, that is, what was the catalyst for their nightmares?

As a Beyonder, Fors knew the Beyonder world much better than Dr. Allen. So she knew very well that her nightmares could not be without cause, and there must be some kind of catalyst.

But she couldn't remember what the catalyst was...

"Doctor Allen."

Yu Jin hesitated for a moment and asked, "What's the name of your private detective friend?"

Dr. Allen responded immediately, "Sherlock, Sherlock Moriarty."

Yu Jin looked a little surprised and asked, "Where does he live?"

"Minskaya Street, 15."

Dr. Allen replied, and then asked with some doubt, "Do you know each other? Sherlock also told me that he might know you, but he is not sure if it is the same person. And,"

Alan hesitated and said, "The Ash Black he knew seemed to be a noble from Wintershire."

"That should be me."

Yu Jin nodded slightly and replied, "He and I are indeed friends."

Upon hearing this, Alan's body tensed up and his expression became a little restrained.

Although he was one of the top middle class and had some wealth, he was definitely not comparable to the nobles. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth!
If Yu Jin was really a noble, it would make him feel uncomfortable.

"I remember now! Wait a moment!"

Fors suddenly exclaimed, trotted upstairs and returned to her room. After a while, she ran downstairs again, holding a delicately handmade paper crane in her hand.

“It’s this thing!”

Fors confirmed, "I took care of Will Auceptin for a while after the operation. He gave me a paper crane, saying it would bring me good luck."

Fors said this, feeling somewhat embarrassed again.

She hadn't even remembered such an important clue before!
But you can't blame her for this.

It was just an ordinary paper crane. Ever since Emperor Roselle invented it, it has been regarded as a symbol of "blessing". It was very common for friends and even lovers to give each other paper cranes. Who would suspect that there was something wrong with a paper crane?
"This……"

Dr. Allen's eyes turned horrified. He hesitantly took out his leather wallet and pulled out a neatly folded paper crane.

It was not difficult to see that the paper crane in his hand was almost identical to the one in Fors's hand. There was no doubt that these two paper cranes were made by the same person!
Ember asked, "Will Auceptin gave this to you too?"

"Ah."

Dr. Allen nodded and said, "Now that Will Auceptin's family has moved away, I remembered that before he was discharged from the hospital, he gave me this thing and said, 'Doctor, this will bring you good luck.'"

"I didn't pay much attention to it at the time and just threw it into the drawer of my office. I took it back last night after parting with Mr. Sherlock and put it in my wallet. As a result, I had the nightmare just now."

Ember hesitated for two seconds and then slowly said, "Dr. Allen, I suggest you go to the detective for help. As you can see, I did visit Will Auceptin yesterday, but I have no clue about this, otherwise I would not have gone to him until yesterday."

"So I'm sorry, I can't help you, because I can't even help Fors."

"No, it's okay."

Alan fell silent, shook his head and said, "I should have known about this kind of thing a long time ago, but you are right, I was going to ask Mr. Sherlock for help."

Dr. Allen stood up with the help of his crutches and said politely, "I'm sorry to interrupt your breakfast."

Fors opened her mouth, but no sound came out. In the end, she just watched Dr. Allen leave.

"Ash, aren't we going to do something?"

After Dr. Allen left the house, Fors couldn't help but ask.

Yu Jin shook his head and asked, "You must do something, but are you going to tell him that you are an extraordinary person?"

"Hmm~"

Fors was silenced by Yu Jin's words. Is this something that can be said?

It seems that it cannot be said.

Xio asked curiously, "What about his detective friend? Do you know him?"

"That's it."

Yu Jin nodded slightly and said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, we should all know each other."

Although he only had fragmentary memories, he still remembered the iconic name 'Sherlock Moriarty'.

If it wasn't that 'Emperor Russell' who copied down "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" and published it in this world, then it could only be that 'The Fool' Zhou Mingrui'.

Of course, Sherlock Moriarty is definitely not The Fool himself. This should be the name he gave to his followers out of his own bad taste.

As for who this follower is, Yu Jin also has some guesses in his mind -

It is very likely that the [Favoured One of Heaven] Klein Moretti.

After all, he once told me that he was a detective.

"Eh?"

Fors and Xio were stunned for a moment, looked at each other subconsciously, and then asked in unison, "Mr. World?"

There are only a few people in the Tarot Club, and they account for half of them.

Mr. Fool is impossible, Mr. Hanged Man is on the sea, and the sun is in the 'Silver City'.

The only person who could possibly be in Backlund is Mr. World.

"That's right, Ember."

After breakfast, Xio suddenly remembered something and reminded him, "There is a gathering of Extraordinary people in Queens today. It is organized by Mr. A. Do you want to go?"

"Mr. A?"

Yu Jin was a little surprised. If he hadn't told him, he would have really forgotten it.

"Go and have a look."

Yu Jin thought about it and replied.

He had previously approached Mr. A to paint the world.

Now it has been confirmed that the painting world has no value, so there is actually no need to go there.

But after all, he is an old friend, so it’s not too much to go and visit him, right?

Well, and Klein.

It's been a while since we last met. Maybe we should find some time to meet.

After two months, I hope he has found some useful clues.
-
"Ah!"

At No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein, who was sleeping soundly wrapped in a blanket, suddenly sneezed, which made him doubt his life.

“Am I really sick?”

He is a Sequence 7 Beyonder!

After all, I have entered the threshold of the contemporary middle sequence, okay? Is it so easy to get sick?
This unscientific!

No, that's not extraordinary at all!
If a Beyonder still suffers from colds, then this Beyonder is not worthy of being...

Forget it, I have to be the one anyway.

It's just a sneeze, isn't it?
Klein resolutely admitted his mistake and cast a spell on himself—

Well, good luck, it’s a good day to go out.

Klein nodded in satisfaction, then turned over with a surge of emotion.

"Winter is for staying in bed! Too bad I have to work hard to save money."

Klein muttered as he got up. He stretched out his hand to pick up the coat hanging on the hanger, then slowly put on his clothes under the quilt.

He slept so soundly last night that even the church bells at the hour in the morning could not wake him up.

Without him.

It was already October, and winter had arrived in Backlund.

Coupled with Backlund's unique 'fog', the cold air was really unbearable.

Klein was in a good mood, so he specially prepared a soft-boiled egg with sugar for his breakfast, as well as strawberry jam bought specifically for the white bread.

But just as he was leisurely enjoying his food, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Klein was a little surprised. He walked to the door, but before he reached out his hand, his mind naturally sketched out the visitor outside the door. It was Dr. Alan Kress. "Good morning, Alan. You slept very late last night."

Klein noticed that Allen looked rather bad, so he quietly opened his spiritual vision and took a look.

Alan took off his hat and said with a wry smile, "Sherlock, I'm here to ask for your help."

……

Afternoon, in an inconspicuous house in Queens.

Xio and Fors, like other Beyonders, found a seat and sat down casually, examining the items written on the blackboard. Mr. A, wearing a hooded robe, still sat quietly and alone on the sofa in the front, looking down at everyone.

The arrival of Xio and Fors only made Mr. A take a closer look, but he didn't pay too much attention.

He took a closer look because these two had once given him 10,000 gold pounds. He didn't pay much attention to them because he knew that these two wild Beyonders were just a cover, and they certainly couldn't come up with such a huge sum of 10,000 gold pounds. What really mattered was the people behind them.

But for Mr. A, he was not interested in finding out who was behind them.

It was not until Mr. A saw a familiar-looking figure walking into the hall that Mr. A, who had discovered him, almost lost control of his facial expression. He stood up from the sofa in an instant, scaring the extraordinary people around him, who thought someone had offended this powerful extraordinary person.

But he said nothing, and walked towards the living room at the back with a blank expression. Yu Jin also noticed Mr. A's departure, and followed him slowly, walking through the hall to a living room at the back.

"You are here after all. Please take a seat."

Mr. A was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When he saw Yu Jin entering the living room, he suddenly chuckled and pointed to the position opposite.

Yu Jin was a little surprised by Mr. A's attitude, but when he thought that all the members of the Aurora Club were mentally ill lunatics, this scene didn't seem so abnormal.

"Want a drink?"

Mr. A leisurely poured himself a glass of red wine and asked politely. But before Yu Jin responded, he poured a glass of red wine for Yu Jin as well. Then he picked up his own glass and shook it gently.

"Not going to resist?"

Yu Jin looked at Mr. A, who had an extremely relaxed attitude, and asked with interest.

What caused such a drastic change in his attitude?
"Is resistance useful?"

Mr. A asked back, picked up his glass and took a sip of red wine, and said frankly, "Besides, I think we should not have any irreconcilable contradictions. If there is anything, we can talk about it first, right?"

"For example...well, you seem to be looking for something, maybe I can help you."

“Where is the painting world?”

Yu Jin didn't care about Mr. A's attitude and asked directly.

Mr. A gently shook his glass and said leisurely, "If you mean the entrance to Noah's Ark, it has been destroyed. And if you mean the location of Noah's Ark, I don't know. Only a few saints are qualified to know that."

"Noah's Ark?"

Ember repeated the word in a low voice, somewhat surprised.

The Painting World was originally a refuge built by the gods for themselves. The purpose was to ensure that the gods could still enter the "Painting World" to live and continue their rule in the "Deep Sea Age" after the First Fire was extinguished.

Even later, due to the gradual corruption of the painting world, the gods abandoned this refuge. But under the continuation of the eldest lady, the new painting world has been completed. According to Patch, the "painting world" successfully carried the survivors to this world, just like the "Noah's Ark" that survived the world-destroying flood.

So in theory, the painting world can indeed be regarded as a 'Noah's Ark'. But what I was more curious about was why this word came out of Mr. A's mouth?

There are at least six known paintings in the world:

The six major forces, the Church of Night, the Church of Mother Earth, the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, the Aurora Society and the Elements of Dawn, each have a painting world.

In theory.

Among these six painting worlds, one should be the original painting world!

It was a beautiful work of art created by a being who had hunted down the dwarf king, devoured all the 'Dark Souls' in the world, and turned his own blood into 'Dark Soul Blood' that was stained by 'Dark Souls'.

The painting world drawn by the 'Blood of Dark Soul' theoretically has the special feature of never being corrupted, which is why it can carry the 'survivors' in it to this world.

Apart from the 'first painting world', the remaining five painting worlds were all created in this world. The 'pigment' needed to create these paintings was the huge figure carrying a glorious cross in the huge painting that Yu Jin had seen on the original island.

His blood was used to paint the world, five paintings in total.

Yu Jin had seen the "picture" on the primitive island and had also faced the "God's Descent" of the real Creator. So he could easily recognize that the real Creator was one of the people eating the corpses.

If you look at it superficially, you would mistakenly think that the four "cannibals" who share the corpse each own a painting world. For example, as one of the four cannibals, the real creator owns a painting world. However, although there are only four "protagonists" in the painting, there are also vague figures hidden in the shadows.

Although they did not share the corpse, it did not mean that they would not try to seize the painting world. And Yu Jin had already guessed the reason why they tried to seize the painting world -

The world is about to face the end, an end from which even the gods cannot protect themselves.

Although the specific reason and date are still unknown, it will not take too long. Therefore, even gods need to use the 'painting world' as a refuge to protect themselves from the coming doomsday.

But Yu Jin had once entered the painting world owned by the True Creator and witnessed the corruption there. And for the same reason, the other four painting worlds were probably also corrupted to varying degrees.

This also means that these painting worlds are destined to not become real "Noah's Ark".

Based on the same reasoning, apart from the first painting world, other painting worlds have no meaning to Yu Jin. Therefore, he would not force himself to enter the "Noah's Ark" of the real Creator again.

Apart from the world of painting, there is only one thing he cares about!

Ember slowly raised his head and asked, "Do you know the Black Emperor?"

"know a little."

Mr. A seemed to have expected this and said without hesitation, "We, the Aurora Society, have been cooperating with the Loen Royal Family and the Witch Cult, and the ultimate goal of this cooperation is the 'Black Emperor'."

"However, both sides have reservations about the Aurora Society and clearly do not trust us. Therefore, the intelligence the Aurora Society can obtain is very limited. We have been responsible for plundering people from East Balam, and the transportation of these people is carried out by the Witch Cult."

"It's normal."

Ember nodded silently, not surprised by this.

If he were in his place, he would not be willing to believe a group of lunatics, and he would probably have no choice but to take them with him. After all, large-scale slave trade would inevitably lead to the vigilance of major forces, and only through the "painting world" could it be done without anyone noticing.

But even though they chose to cooperate with the Aurora Society, the royal family still had reservations.

From Qiunas, we learned that the final destination of these slaves is Ruins No. 1, but they did not set the "exit of the painting world" at Ruins No. 1. This is obviously to prevent the madman of the Aurora Society from secretly sabotaging.

However, this also left some traces of the action that could have been done without anyone noticing. Although the Loen royal family covered it up very well, the problem would be discovered sooner or later if they followed the clues.

"What is the Black Emperor?"

Ember asked again.

"do not know."

Mr. A spread his hands, with a hint of helplessness on his handsome face, "The information I know is very limited. After all, the Aurora Society has only been operating on the periphery of this plan and has no access to the core content. However..."

Mr. A paused and said in a serious voice, "I suspect they are creating a god. The Black Emperor may be the pinnacle of a certain path. And this path is either an arbitrator or a lawyer!"

Yu Jin gave Mr. A a deep look.

The information provided by Mr. A overlaps with the information he has learned, but it also indirectly confirms the accuracy of his information. Although Mr. A is a lunatic, at least from now on, he can still provide certain value.

Ember pressed on, "What other information do you know?"

"The Kingdom of Loen is excavating the ruins."

Mr. A thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know where exactly these ruins are. The Kingdom of Loen must have made anti-divination and anti-prophecy arrangements for the locations of these ruins. But I guess these ruins should be left over from the Fourth Epoch, and are likely related to the 'Black Emperor'. And,"

Mr. A emphasized, "Although the exact location of these ruins is uncertain, there must be more than one. And I am sure that one of the ruins is just outside Backlund!"

Yu Jin's expression slightly changed, and he immediately matched the ruins guessed by Mr. A with the "Relic No. 1" mentioned by Qiunas. Although there was no evidence, it was very likely.

"Can you find the location of the ruins?"

In response to Yu Jin's question, Mr. A said helplessly, "This is difficult, because these ruins are guarded by at least demigods or even angels. Even if you want to investigate their locations, it's not that easy. But I can try."

Mr. A lowered his head and looked at the rose-colored wine shaking in the glass, his eyes flashing slightly.

The Dark Saint had once told him to respond to all of Yu Jin's inquiries, and he did exactly that. As for the impact of Yu Jin's knowledge of this information on the Loen royal family and the Witch Cult, what did that have to do with Aurora?

The Lord doesn't care!

Yu Jin tapped the tabletop with his fingers and asked thoughtfully, "What reward do you need?"

"money."

Mr. A perked up and immediately said, "A lot of money! The more the better!"

"Ten thousand pounds."

Yu Jin's palm brushed across the table, and a stack of gold pounds quietly appeared on the table. He slowly said, "This is a prepayment. I need you to provide me with more detailed information. Of course, the most important thing is the location of Ruins No. 1."

"no problem."

Mr. A readily agreed, "But you also know that this is very difficult, so it may take a long time. And,"

Mr. A paused, then continued, "The intelligence network I previously operated has been destroyed by you. I must first rebuild the intelligence network before I am qualified to gather intelligence for you. However, as long as there are enough gold pounds, this will not take too much time."

"Ok?"

Ember frowned, "Didn't I just kill a few people?"

"really."

Mr. A looked at Yu Jin with an extremely strange expression. "But the intelligence network is in the hands of these 'few people'. After their death, most of the members of the Aurora Society were exposed one after another and were eliminated by the major churches. As for the remaining part, I can't contact them for the time being because the intelligence network is fragmented."

Finally, Mr. A added, "But don't worry, the cooperation with the royal family has been continuing. Even without the painting world, they still need the assistance of the Aurora Society, and they may even let me get in touch with more core intelligence."

Ember glanced at him and didn't comment.

The royal family may not need the assistance of the Aurora Society, but they are more likely afraid of being retaliated by the Aurora Society after kicking it out. In order to avoid affecting their plans, the royal family can only hold their noses and allow the Aurora Society to continue to participate.

Yu Jin felt that he had to learn a lesson from the royal family. It was okay to cooperate with the madman. But when the cooperation ended, in order to avoid the madman's subsequent revenge, it would be best to solve these troubles once and for all.

Anyway, the Aurora Society is also a cult organization. As a night watchman of the Church of Darkness, it is reasonable for him to wipe out the Aurora Society, right?
Backlund North District, St. Samuel's Church.

Inside the church's confessional hall, a lady sat in the front row of seats. She was wearing a simple robe, a bark belt, long black hair, no shoes or socks, and bare feet.

She looked at the holy emblem of the red moon surrounded by stars, clasped her hands, and closed her eyes in the peaceful and quiet environment.

"Your Highness Arianna."

Anthony, wearing a black robe with red, came to the lady and whispered, "Do you have any instructions this time?"

"Be careful with the moon."

Arianna didn't look up or open her eyes, she just whispered.

"This……"

Anthony was shocked and his expression was uncertain.

Beware of the moon? Why? One of the names of the goddess is the 'Crimson Moon'! Your Highness Arianna is referring to the 'Original Moon'? Why not just say 'Original Moon' but call it 'Moon'?
Arianna seemed to be completely oblivious to Anthony's expression and continued, "Bernadette may have been contaminated by the Moon. Do not let her come into contact with His Excellency the Favored One."

"But don't touch her, and don't take the initiative to become her enemy."

"I don't know."

Anthony was silent for a long time, then said in a deep voice, "I don't understand what you want to do. Besides, the goddess hasn't given me an oracle for a long time!"

Arianna opened her eyes, raised her dark eyes to look at Anthony, and said slowly,
"The goddess is currently in a critical period, and she cannot spare too much energy. Assisting the beloved one is all you need to do."

"Then why don't you just guide Your Excellency to the Church of Tranquility?"

Anthony asked back.

"..."

Arianna fell silent, then slowly asked, "Do you know Snow White?"

Anthony didn't expect Arianna to suddenly change the subject. He was stunned for a long moment before nodding hesitantly.

"Yes, it's a fairy tale created by Emperor Roselle."

"What does it say?"

Arianna then asked.

"..."

Anthony was silent for a while, then slowly said, "A long time ago, a queen of a country gave birth to a girl in winter. Her skin was as white as snow, her lips were as red as blood, and her hair was black and smooth, so she was named Snow White."

"The queen died soon after giving birth to the princess, and the king married a beautiful, proud, vicious and evil woman as his queen. The stepmother queen was jealous of Snow White's beauty, so she ordered a hunter to take Snow White to the forest and kill her."

"In order to confirm that Snow White was dead, the Queen asked the huntsman to bring back Snow White's lungs and liver as proof."

"But the hunter was moved by Snow White's kindness and innocence, and finally let her go. He asked a cook for the wild boar's heart and liver and gave it to the queen."

"After escaping, Snow White met the seven dwarfs and settled down in the forest with their help. But the queen discovered that she was not dead, so she disguised herself as a peasant woman and tricked Snow White into eating a poisoned apple."

"When Snow White bit the apple, she fainted immediately. When the seven dwarfs found her, they could only mournfully place her in a crystal coffin."

"As time passed, a prince from another country passed by the forest and found Snow White lying in the crystal coffin. The prince was attracted by Snow White's beauty and fell in love with her..."

"Finally, Snow White, who ate the poisoned apple, was saved by the prince. In the end, the prince and princess lived happily together, and the queen got the punishment she deserved."

After Anthony finished speaking, he looked at Arianna, as if asking her what she thought after hearing the story.

"This story originated from the Roselle fairy tale, but Emperor Roselle is said to have another different version of the story, which contains a completely different Snow White. Have you heard of this story?"

After listening to this, Arianna did not express her opinion, but asked back.

Anthony remained silent and just nodded slightly.

He had also read another version of the fairy tale, but it was obviously not suitable for children.

Arianna looked at Anthony. The archbishop had fallen completely silent. She just said softly:

"The same group of people have two completely different versions of the story. Isn't it amazing?"

"If His Excellency the Favored One wishes to go to the Quiet Church to explore the world of the painting, nothing will stop him. If that were the case, the situation would be completely different from what it is now."

"But His Excellency the Favored One never seemed to consider going to the Tranquility Church, even though it is the easiest way for him to access the 'painting world'."

"This is another version of the story, and another choice of will. Even the goddess is powerless to do anything about it now. So the goddess needs us to buy her more time, do you understand?"

"..."

Anthony remained silent. He already understood why Arianna gave such an obscure example.

Whatever is said must be known.

That is the realm of gods. Your Excellency's affairs involve a game at the level of gods.

The goddess has never personally cast a gaze on the beloved one, not because she does not care, but because she attaches great importance to it! Therefore, it cannot arouse the vigilance of the other "will".

Anthony took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I will do what I should do."

……

That night.

Klein sneaked into Dr. Allen's house and exchanged Dr. Allen's authentic dream version of the paper crane with his own defective paper crane. After doing all this, Klein returned home and immediately headed to the gray fog.

Sitting in the quiet and deserted palace, he picked up the paper crane and examined it carefully for a few seconds, but found nothing unusual. Then, Klein materialized a pen and paper and wrote the same divination statement as before:

"Will Auceptin's current location."

He had actually divined once before, but the result was that Will Auceptin's location overlapped with Dr. Allen's. But this time, he used the "dream divination method" instead, and was surprised to see a picture appear in that gray and fragmented world:

It was a dark room. Will Auceptin, a chubby-looking man with dark eyes, leaned on a chair and lay on the desk in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside.

He held a stack of tarot cards in each hand, and beside him was a pile of building blocks that formed a circular snake with its head and tail connected.

The scene outside the window was equally dark, with only the faint sound of running water coming from it.

The dream ended silently here. Klein opened his eyes and tapped the edge of the bronze table with his fingers, muttering to himself:
"The snake with its tail in its mouth, is it really the mercury snake? The mercury snake that represents fate..."

Mercury Snake, Sequence 1 of the Monster Path. If he guessed correctly, Will Auceptin was most likely a Sequence 1 angel. But for some reason, he got entangled with Dr. Allen, an ordinary person.

And this is most likely related to Yu Jin. After all, he saw Yu Jin visit Will Auceptin with his own eyes yesterday, but he didn't know what the specific connection between the two was.

For some unknown reason, Klein was playing with the paper crane when he suddenly felt a strong urge.

"Do you want to take it back to the real world and have a look?"

Klein hesitated for two seconds, thinking that this might be dangerous, after all, that was a Sequence 1 angel. But he also wanted to know what happened. After all, if it was just Dr. Allen, he might not take the risk, but since Ember was also involved, he was eager to try.

So, he made a decisive decision.

Divination first.

If you are undecided, do a divination first. With the existence above the gray fog, even a Sequence 1 angel cannot interfere with his divination. If the divination fails or the result shows that there is danger, give up. If the danger is not great, give it a try!
"It would be dangerous to bring the cranes back into the real world."

Klein held the pendulum in his hand and silently recited seven times with his eyes closed. Then he opened his eyes and looked at the yellow crystal pendant. He saw that the yellow crystal pendant was rotating counterclockwise, with a normal amplitude and speed.

This means that there will be no danger in bringing the paper cranes back to the real world.

After a brief thought, Klein made his choice and returned to the real world with the paper cranes.

He placed the paper cranes in the cabinet beside the bed, took a leisurely bath and got into bed.

But after an unknown amount of time, Klein suddenly woke up and realized that he was dreaming. He was dreaming about playing with paper cranes in the living room.

This, this familiar feeling... He habitually acted confused and tilted his head to look towards the door.

The door creaked open, and a figure that looked familiar to Klein walked in.

He looked to be in his thirties, wearing a black windbreaker and red gloves, with a slightly high hairline and deep grey eyes.

Klein recognized him, and he also recognized Klein, and both of them showed astonishment at the same time.

“Klein?!”

Dunn Smith looked at Klein in shock, his face full of disbelief.

Klein's expression froze. He had never thought that they would meet in such an awkward way.

PS: This is a great work by big brother py, it is worth seeing!
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