Chapter 130: A Kind Reminder

Chapter 130: A Kind Reminder

Returning to the half-open room with the large balcony, Fors looked at Xio, who had her back to the wall. Lowering her voice, she said, “Guess what I saw?

“That valet—Dantes’s personal valet—is actually a believer of Death! He was just dancing a spirit dance and praying!”

Xio’s eyes suddenly widened, then her expression relaxed.

“For Mr. Dantes, that is only a problem ranked far toward the back.

“Uh, that valet named Richardson clearly has Southern Continent ancestry. Perhaps he was born there, so it is not especially surprising for him to secretly worship Death.”

Fors answered with a smile, “I know. I just think this is very interesting. Are there not far too many people with secrets hidden around Dawn Dantes, this rich gentleman?

“If one day we discovered that, inside this house, every living being except him—including the housekeeper, maids, gardeners, coachmen, earthworms, insects, and rats—was connected to mystery and the Beyonder, I feel I would not be too surprised. I could accept that fact quite easily.”

Xio rolled her eyes at her friend again.

“If that were truly the case, then Mr. Dawn Dantes would not be simple either. If everyone around him were Beyonders and supernatural creatures, it could only mean he is perhaps the child of some evil god, or an angel walking the earth.”

Without waiting for Fors’s topic to scatter any further, Xio changed the subject and asked, “Did you not say you had a very strange dream involving treasure? Why are you not curious at all? Why are you not considering what it symbolizes, or whether it might truly exist?”

Fors chuckled.

“Dreams like that often mean huge trouble and many dangers. If I encounter that symbol in the future, I will think about it then.”

That was what she said aloud, but her true thought was:

There is no small problem with that dream. Who knows whether there is some conspiracy involved? Better wait until next week’s Tarot Gathering and ask Mr. Hanged Man, Madam Hermit, uh, and Mr. World for advice before deciding what to do. They are all experienced and powerful Beyonders. Perhaps they have similar experiences.

“You have matured quite a bit,” Xio said with a faint nod. Her back exerted force, and she pushed herself away from the wall, walking toward the spot where Fors had just slept.

“Matured?” Fors scoffed, moving closer to her friend and straightening her back to “look down” at the top of Xio’s head.

Before Xio could get angry, Fors sighed again.

“You are the one who has truly matured.

“I still remember this time last year. You handled things by intuition, arbitrated with your fists, occasionally made muddled mistakes, and got lost. Now you are much better.”

Xio froze. Lying down on her side, she wrapped the thin silk blanket around herself, turned her back to Fors, and muttered, “The main reason I got lost was that you were there dragging me down.”

Fors laughed dryly twice, then nodded thoughtfully.

“That is an inherent trait of the Apprentice pathway. It has nothing to do with me personally. Mm!”

Seeing that Xio had already lain down, she walked to the wall beside the master bedroom and seriously began acting as a bodyguard.

The night retreated little by little, and the sky gradually brightened. Klein got up, had breakfast, and received two successive waves of police officers and a group of reporters. Some came to further investigate Caron’s suicide case, while others wanted to learn more details about the attack on Councilman Macht.

Under Butler Walter’s arrangements, Dawn Dantes met them one after another and quickly handled these matters.

When afternoon arrived, Councilman Macht suddenly came visiting. With a slight urgency, he said to Klein, “Come with me to the club for a tennis match.”

He belonged to several clubs, but only one intersected with Dawn Dantes:

The East Balam Veterans Club!

Is this about finalizing that arms deal?

Klein understood the hidden meaning in the other man’s words. He…