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    Chapter 54: Prelude

    Above the gray fog, inside the majestic palace.

    Through the prayer light dot of Winner Enuni, Klein saw the scene inside the personal valet’s room.

    His field of vision rose higher, gradually extending. The entirety of Böklund Street came into view bit by bit: small buildings surrounded by flowers and green grass, Intis plane trees blocking the sunlight, carriages moving slowly along with decorations either elegant or extravagant, and young people happily speeding past on bicycles.

    Finally, Klein locked onto the house at No. 39—that is, Member of Parliament Macht’s residence—and lowered his field of vision, examining the humans and animals there one by one to see whether he could discover a black-haired, black-eyed man wearing a monocle.

    Phew… For now, there is no sign of fate being misplaced or grafted… Nearly ten minutes later, Klein breathed out slightly in relief.

    Just then, a carriage drove into the Macht household and stopped before the entrance hall.

    A young woman with wavy dark-green hair and bright dark-brown eyes stepped down. It was Hazel, returning home from outside.

    She wore a dark-green dress that did not expose her shoulders. Her lips were slightly pursed, and her expression, though relaxed, carried a touch of delight.

    Seeing Hazel like this, Klein’s heart suddenly skipped.

    This was absolutely abnormal!

    In Klein’s view, after that rat demigod had encountered Amon’s avatar, the result could only be one of two things: either “he” still had some hidden card and managed to escape successfully at the cost of serious injury, or he returned to Beyonder characteristics and became nutrients used to strengthen Amon’s avatar. But whichever case it was, Hazel should inevitably be unable to find her teacher. She should inevitably feel sorrow, pain, depression, and grief. How could she possibly be both relaxed and happy?

    Judging from the fact that she had risked danger to go to the suburban manor and notify her teacher, she was not that cold or selfish… Her current state shows she has confirmed that her teacher, that rat demigod, has had no serious incident. She may even have received some reward from him, perhaps including various pieces of common sense about the extraordinary world… This contradicts my speculation about the rat demigod’s end. No—no, it does not. Once all impossible explanations are eliminated, what remains is the truth… Klein leaned back against his chair, having already reached a judgment:

    Amon had not only absorbed the rat demigod’s Beyonder characteristics, He had also stolen “his” fate and replaced “his” identity!

    Therefore, in Hazel’s eyes, her teacher had suffered no accident. He merely needed to hide for a while… Having confirmed this, Klein silently exhaled and relaxed a little.

    To him, Amon’s most terrifying trait was that no one knew in what method or identity He might appear. It would not be impossible if Member of Parliament Macht one day put on a monocle, or if all the mosquitoes in the garden suddenly turned around at the same time. Therefore, once Klein roughly grasped the identity Amon would appear under, he inevitably felt more grounded.

    As for whether Amon might reveal problems in details before Hazel, Klein believed that to be absolutely impossible. After all, this was a King of Angels whose foundation was deception. Even if He casually revealed pieces of common sense different from what the rat demigod had taught in the past, He could easily fool her with an excuse like, “Originally, it was a test. Now, formal instruction begins.”

    Of course, according to Pallez Zoroast, Amon would definitely not appear only in the identity of the rat demigod, so he could not become careless because of this… Klein observed for a while longer, then withdrew his gaze and left the gray fog.

    Inside the semi-open room with the large balcony, he sat in the easy chair, drank a mouthful of black tea with lemon slices, half closed his eyes, and began thinking about how he…

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