Above the gray fog

A river tore through the land, with cedar and maple trees lining the banks; the air so fresh, it was intoxicating .

Klein, who was here to put closure to his interview, had his revolver with him . He held his cane and paid six pence for the public carriage . He walked down a cemented path and approached a three-story stone building which was shaded by greenery . It was Tingen University's administrative block .

"It's truly worthy of being one of the two major universities of the Loen Kingdom . . . " With this being his Second time here, Klein sighed as he walked .

"This is youth . . . " Klein stopped and looked into the distance before sighing wistfully .

Such sights would no longer be seen in another week since school would break for summer .

As he proceeded down a road sheltered by trees, Klein stopped by a three-story stone building . He entered after successfully registering himself and easily found his way to the office of the person who had tended to him the other time .

Knock! Knock! Knock! He knocked lightly on the half-closed door .

"Come in . " A man's voice sounded from inside .

A middle-aged instructor dressed in a white shirt and black tuxedo frowned when he saw Klein enter . "There's another hour until the interview . "

"Mr . Stone, do you still remember me? I'm a student of Senior Associate Professor Cohen, Klein Moretti . You have read my recommendation letter before . " Klein smiled as he took off his hat .

Harvin Stone stroked his black beard and asked, puzzled, "Is there something wrong? I'm not in charge of interviews . "

"Here's the situation . I've already found a job, so I won't be participating in the interview today . " Klein gave his reason for coming .

"I see . . . " When Harvin Stone learned of the reason, he stood up and reached out his right hand . "Congratulations . You are really a polite lad . I will inform the professor and senior associate professors . "

Klein shook Harvin's hand and planned on making a little small talk before bidding him farewell when he heard a familiar voice behind him .

"Moretti, you found another job?"

Klein turned around and saw an elder with a head of silver hair that left a deep impression on his silhouette . His deep, blue eyes sunk deep into his face and he had few wrinkles . The man looked sharp in his black tuxedo .

"Good afternoon, Mentor . Mr . Azik," he hurriedly greeted his eternal teacher. He can't say anything to him because it's still not time.

"Azik and I are here to participate in an academic conference . What kind of job did you get?"

"It's a security company which seeks, collects, and protects ancient relics . They were in need of a professional consultant and are paying me three pounds a week . " Klein repeated what he said to his sister yesterday . Following that, he explained, "As you know, I prefer exploring history, instead of summarizing it . "

Cohen nodded slightly and said, "Everyone has their own choices . I'm very happy that you bothered to come to Tingen University to inform them instead of just not showing up . "

At that moment, Azik interjected, "Klein, do you know what happened to Welch and Naya? I read on the newspapers that they were killed by burglars . "

"I'm not very clear of the specifics as well . Welch had obtained a diary of the Solomon Empire's Antigonus family from the Fourth Epoch . My help on interpreting it was sought . I helped them for the first few days, but I later got busy with job hunting . The police even came to me two days ago . "

He deliberately divulged the matter regarding the Solomon Empire and the Antigonus family in hopes of Mr. Azik will remember something.

"The Fourth Epoch . . . " Cohen muttered with a frown .

The bronze-skinned and weary eyes of Azik went blank first before he inhaled . He rubbed his temple with his newspaper-wielding left hand and said, "Antigonus . . . rings a bell . . . But why can't I remember . . . "

While Azik muttered to himself, he subconsciously shot a glance at Quentin Cohen, seemingly hoping for hints to jolt his memories .

Cohen, with his deep set blue eyes, shook his head without any hesitation . "I do not have any impression of it . "

Klein was rather disappointed with the outcome, and he could not help but add on . "Mentor, Mr . Azik, as the both of you know, I'm very interested in exploring and restoring the history of the Fourth Epoch . If you ever recall anything or obtain relevant information, could you please write to me?"

"No problem . " As a result of Klein's actions today, the silver-haired Senior Associate Professor was rather pleased with him .

Azik also nodded and said, "Is your address still the same as before?"

"For now, but I'll be moving soon . I'll write a letter to inform you when the time comes," replied Klein in a respectful manner .

Cohen shook his black cane and said, "It's indeed about time you moved to a place with a better environment . "

At that moment, Klein caught a glance at the newspaper in Azik's hand . He deliberated on his words before saying, "Mr. Azik, do you know anything about balam emperor or southern continent history. If you know can you share with me in future. "

Azik was just about to answer when Cohen suddenly pulled out the pocket watch that was linked to his black tuxedo by a golden chain .

Click! He opened the pocket watch and tapped his cane .

"The meeting is about to begin . Azik, we can't be delayed any further .

"Alright, we will be going upstairs . Remember to write a letter . Our address has yet to change; it's still the Khoy University History Department Office . Haha . "

He laughed as he turned around and left the room with Cohen .

Suddenly, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand, as though needles were stabbing at him .

Someone is watching me? Observing me? Monitoring me? Various thoughts welled up in him as Klein had a faint realization . Because of seer potion my sense improved and sense danger. It must be from secret order. Following that, he acted as if he was admiring the scenery, slowly turning his head in different directions . He acted natural as he turned around, taking in everything with his eyes .

Other than the trees, grassy plains, and students passing by in the distance, there was no other person there .

But Klein was certain that someone was watching him!

He walked through the boulevard in a somewhat stiff manner and arrived at the waiting point for public carriages when a carriage pulled up coincidentally .

"Champagne Street . " Klein continually dismissed his thoughts .

"Six pence," the ticketing officer replied routinely .

Klein did not bring any gold pounds with him today . He had hidden the money in the usual spot and had only taken two soli notes with him . And before he came, he had spent the same amount of money, leaving him with one soli six pence . Therefore, he took out all his coins and handed to the ticketing officer .

He found a seat after boarding the carriage, and finally with the closing of the carriage doors, Klein felt that unease of being watched vanish!

There were no accidents along the way to Champagne Street, but when Klein opened the door and stepped out of the car, he immediately had the uneasy feeling of being watched again!

He acted as though he had not sensed anything . He took the newspaper and his cane, slowly making his way in the direction of Zouteland Street .

But he did not enter that street . Instead, he took another route to the Red Moonlight Street behind . There was a beautiful white plaza there, as well as a large cathedral with a pointy roof!

Saint Selena Cathedral!

The Tingen headquarters of the Church of the Evernight Goddess!

As a believer, there was nothing odd about him participating in Mass or pray on his day off .

Klein stepped into the cathedral and followed an aisle into the prayer hall . Along the way, the stained windows were comprised of red and blue glass patterns that allowed colored light to shine into the hall . The blue was closer to black, the red the same color as the crimson moon . It made the surroundings seem unusually dark and mysterious .

The feeling of being watched vanished . Klein acted unfazed as he walked toward the open prayer hall .

There were no high windows here . The deep darkness was emphasized, but behind the arc-shaped holy altar, on the wall directly opposite the door, were about twenty circular fist-sized holes that allowed the radiant sunlight to enter the hall .

It was akin to pedestrians seeing the starry sky when suddenly looking up into the dark night to see the shimmering stars in all their nobility, purity, and holiness .

The bishop was preaching in a gentle tone as Klein silently made his way in a corner and took four steps in counter-clockwise and returned above the grey fog and he made a wish to appear a topaz with chain.

He wrote a statement on paper " Someone is chasing me."

He repeated seven times with eyes closed. When he opened topaz spinning clockwise in great speed. It's mean is yes.

He wrote another statement that confront him dengorus. Topaz spinning clockwise in very slow speed. It's manageable.

Let's do it.