Chapter 30: Fanatic

Chapter 30: Fanatic

Klein, dressed in a sleeping robe, did not move. Within his spiritual perception, the intruder’s Spirit Body Threads had already appeared.

In other words, as long as he wished, even without leaving the bed, he could turn everyone in 160 Böklund Street into his marionettes. Of course, for a demigod—a Bizarro Sorcerer—even the neighbors several houses away were within manipulation range.

“There are many spirits around him. One of them helped him fly and land on the balcony next door… Is this a Beyonder of the Death pathway, or the Evernight pathway? To accomplish such a thing, they must at least be Sequence 6… Is he here for Richardson? No. He’s walking toward the door of this bedroom. He has stopped there. He is extending his right hand and knocking soundlessly on the door… He is certain I can detect him?” Klein sat up, his expression slightly grave.

The earlier part of his judgment relied on the Spirit Body Threads, while the latter was something he had directly “seen,” forming an image in his mind.

After Klein became Sequence 4, not only had his Clown danger premonition been further strengthened, but the power he could pry from and utilize within the mysterious space above the gray fog had also undergone a qualitative improvement. With the two combined, it was naturally not difficult for him to use intuitive premonition across a comparatively long distance and reflect the visitor’s form and movements inside his mind.

In addition, based on his deepened control over that mysterious space in all aspects, Klein could already restrain the gray fog’s enhancement in the real world, making it impossible even for Beyonders of special pathways to see traces of it. According to his judgment, when above the gray fog, with a Card of Blasphemy attached and the Sea God Scepter in hand, the power projected into reality by The Fool could now approach the rank of a true angel without limit.

If not for that, then even though the gray fog and Paper Figurine Substitute indeed provided the ability to remain conscious in a dreamlike state, Klein would never have dared let Miss Justice face a Sequence 4—or even Sequence 3—Beyonder of the Spectator pathway.

As thoughts surged, he left the bed, put on slippers, straightened his sleeping robe, walked to the reclining chair, and leisurely sat down.

“Come in.”

The bedroom door opened silently, yet the cold wind did not enter. It only circled in the corridor outside.

The “visitor” was a man of similar age and height to Dwayne Dantès. He had black hair, brown eyes, deep features, and the typical appearance of a Loenese man.

He wore a silk top hat. His face was rather long and thin, and his bearing was quite cold. It was not the gloomy sort that made people feel uncomfortable, but rather the kind that directly embodied the meaning of a suburban cemetery at night.

In that instant, Klein saw countless spirits surrounding this middle-aged gentleman. Around him, things were dim and layered, as though a whole world were hidden there.

Klein’s spiritual intuition told him that this was a demigod.

I just returned to Backlund, and already a demigod has come knocking… Aside from the Archbishop of Backlund Diocese of the Church of Evernight, the identity of Dwayne Dantès has not exposed even the slightest problem… Klein felt a faint toothache as he looked toward the door. His face showed no expression, revealing neither anger nor surprise.

The demigod walked two steps forward, then suddenly let his right hand hang straight down in front of his body, causing his waist and back to bend like a bow drawn to its limit.

With that strange posture, he performed a solemn bow, his attitude extremely respectful. At the same time, a cold wind pulled at the door, closing it silently.

Klein nearly froze, uncertain how he should respond. Then his thoughts shifted, and he faintly developed a guess.

Just then, the demigod maintained his posture and spoke in a deep voice:

“Patrick Bryan of the…