"Stay here, in White Whale City"

Clover had fallen asleep. It was night, and Bartak needed rest, too. Jonathan had instructed him to stay at this base for now, taking care of Clover.

He left the resting room and headed to the first floor of the safehouse, preparing to access Clover's memories using the Blood Spirit.

When he first sees Clover in the glass container, he has drawn some of his blood. Now that Clover was safe with them, that vial of blood seemed redundant. Jonathan could always draw fresh blood to access memories.

Clover was cooperative. Researchers frequently injected him with unknown substances in the lab and drew his blood for tests. Unlike ordinary children, needles evoked no fear for him.

Jonathan sat in a chair, taking out a syringe to squeeze a drop of blood into his mouth. As the taste of iron flooded his senses, he activated "Blood Spirit," and memories belonging to Four-Leaf Clover washed over him like a tidal wave.