Klein's Thoughts

28 Golden Street, in the bedroom on the third story of the villa.

As Xio ate the dessert that Mrs. Skade had prepared for her daily, she told Ebner about what had happened today.

"In other words… You went to the police station to interrogate a detective named Sherlock Moriarty and confirmed that this is a major case involving foreign spies?" Ebner asked with a slightly odd expression.

After Miss Judgment cleansed The Fool, she began interrogating The Fool again…

If I were to tell this "operation" to the future Miss Hermit, I wonder if she can come up with some strange "Mystical Re-enactment"?

Xio naturally couldn't hear the criticisms in Ebner's mind. She saw the odd look on his face, but she didn't think too much about it. She nodded and recounted what she had seen and heard from MI9 in detail. Finally, she asked,

"That youth named Ian came to you?"

"As you know, I wasn't in Backlund before," Ebner said with a shrug.

But from your attitude… I have a nagging feeling that you know why he's here… Xio thought, but she didn't ask further.

There had to be a reason why he didn't want to say it. At this point, Xio trusted her friend very much.

Furthermore, the main reason why she came to Ebner's house late at night wasn't because of the MI9 mission, but because she wanted to find a safe place to pray to Mr. Fool… She wanted to inform Mr. Fool of Miss Justice's misunderstanding, as well as her friend's predicament, and pray for "Him" to bless her at the corresponding time.

"Pray to Mr. Fool… At this moment?" After hearing Xio's intentions, Ebner's expression turned even odder.

Miss Judgment, you nearly lashed Mr. Fool with the Whip of Pain in the interrogation room just now, and now you're disturbing his sleep in the middle of the night… Is that really okay?

Xio clearly had other misunderstandings about Ebner's expression as she said helplessly, "I also know that I'm a little rash… After all, I haven't accumulated enough contributions from Mr. Fool… I haven't even finished repaying the Roselle diary I owe you!

"But tomorrow is the night of the full moon. You know about Fors's situation as well. Although she tried her best to hide it, I realized that she had been holding on all this time…"

If nothing unexpected happens, Fors should be able to survive this time. She was originally pulled into the gray fog by Mr. Fool during the next full moon… But the plot has already been pushed to this point by my "butterfly," so nothing is certain. Therefore, Xio's worries are reasonable…

Ebner nodded thoughtfully, and then he heard Xio continue,

"In addition, I also need your help… As this involves the Intis ambassador's case, I might not have the time to return home tomorrow night. Can you help me keep an eye on Fors? Once she really can't hold on any longer… Let her recite Mr. Fool's honorific name."

Fors probably read it herself, so there's no need for me to get involved… With this in mind, Ebner nodded without hesitation. "No problem."

Seeing that Ebner had agreed, Xio heaved a sigh of relief and completely relaxed. For her, Ebner was much more reliable than she was on such a major matter.

As she relaxed, Xio recalled the scene of the three of them having a meal at East Borough's restaurant. She felt that there was deep meaning in what Ebner had said back then and couldn't help but ask,

"I remember that you told Fors the first time you met her that the problem with her can only be resolved by praying for the blessings of a deity… Back then, we all thought that you were being perfunctory… Now that I think about it, were you already hinting at us to pray to Mr. Fool?"

Hint? That's not a hint… It's just a "prophecy" about your future in a certain sense…

Ebner also recalled the scene back then. Although it had only been less than four months, it felt like it had happened a long time ago… Back then, he was a "warrior" who dared to say anything. It was nothing like now. He even hid the tiny matter of the Intis Ambassador…

Although this matter involved a "Bravehearts" who dared to challenge the two pillars,

After a self-deprecating laugh, Ebner reined in his scattered thoughts and deliberated over his words. "You're overthinking things. I hadn't entered Mr. Fool's kingdom back then."

Even Mr. Fool himself was hanging in Sefirah Castle back then.

Xio nodded in a noncommittal manner and didn't press further. She then put down the cake and sweet ice tea and piously lowered her head as she chanted softly,

"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era…"

…

In the terrace house at Cherwood Borough's 15 Minsk Street.

Mr. Fool wasn't asleep at the moment. He had just explained to his landlord, Mr. Sammer, and his wife about killing someone at home, and he had received their understanding.

This made Klein, who had been in fear the entire night, sigh inwardly.

Mr. and Mrs. Sammer are, in essence, still nice people. If it were a mean landlord, I would've been refunded and asked to get lost after what happened tonight…

After returning to his rented apartment, Klein tidied up the furniture that had been destroyed during the fight before getting ready for bed.

But at that moment, he suddenly heard stacked illusory pleas.

…

In the ancient palace above the gray fog, Klein, who repeatedly confirmed that he wasn't under strict surveillance, finally took four steps counterclockwise and arrived in this mysterious space.

He glanced at the constantly shrinking crimson star and confirmed that the prayer was from Miss Judgment.

What would happen to Miss Judgment? Could it be that she wants to report the ambassador's case to me? Or did she encounter danger while investigating the case?

Regardless of which it was, it was something he desperately wanted to know. Therefore, as Klein sat in The Fool's seat, he extended his right hand and emanated his spirituality to touch the corresponding crimson star.

Suddenly, the pleas became clear and layered. Klein quickly understood what Judgment was talking about.

He was somewhat disappointed that he received no useful information, but he found Miss Judgment's report rather interesting.

The friend Miss Justice spent so much effort to pull into the gathering had long been recommended to me by Mr. Tower…

It's no wonder Miss Judgment had to disguise herself to that extent at the Tarot Club…

This world sure is small!

After sighing a few times, Klein turned his attention to the second thing Miss Judgment had reported.

Ravings during the full moon? Suspected to come from the ancestor of the Abraham family? How should I resolve this? It seems like a secret deed doesn't have such an effect… Besides, with the Morning Star of Depravity gone, I don't have any other high-level items to replace it…

Wait, based on Miss Judgment's description, the lady named Fors only showed signs of losing control when she heard the ravings… Then, would she be able to calm down and improve if she stopped hearing them?

Yes, if that lady really can't hold on any longer and prays for my help, I'll pull her into the gray fog as a guest… As for whether I'll let her join the Tarot Club… I'll think about it after I become a Sequence 7… There's nothing I can do at the moment.

Furthermore, this way, Miss Judgment will be in debt to The Fool, and I can openly order her to help me investigate certain matters.