Chapter 138: A Question That Strikes the Heart

Chapter 138: A Question That Strikes the Heart

Having received approval, the Sun Derrick froze for two seconds. The shame inside him immediately faded. Slightly embarrassed, he said, “I will further clarify this matter.”

I will work hard to make two more friends before the next Tarot Gathering—no, one more friend…

Derrick quickly set himself another goal in his heart.

Seeing this, Klein made the World Gehrman Sparrow speak in a low, hoarse voice.

“If it involves the domain of Death, you may consult me.”

And I can consult Mr. Azik…

He silently added the rest in his heart.

As for Frank Lee’s new mushrooms, he temporarily had no plans to transfer them to little Sun, because those were still only semi-finished products. The final “fruit” was filled with toxicity and madness.

“Thank you, Mr. World,” the Sun Derrick responded gratefully.

After further discussion of other matters, the Tarot Gathering entered the study segment and continued until its end.

Upon returning to the real world, Klein immediately set about resolving the matter of that Marauder demigod. But he discovered that his expected plan had run into a difficulty right at the start:

He had no idea where to find Leonard Mitchell and the old grandfather parasitizing him!

Saint Samuel Cathedral? Leonard is indeed very likely underground there, but I have no way to enter… He only goes to the cathedral to pray once or twice a week, and the timing is not fixed. I cannot possibly go three times a day, seven days a week, just to run into him once, can I? What kind of ridiculous plot is that? Is this so-called waiting by the Leonard stump? Even if I really did that, it might not work. As a Red Glove, he may have already left Backlund…

As Klein ridiculed the idea, he deeply regretted that, before, he had focused too much on verbal guidance and on fooling Leonard Mitchell, forgetting to ask how to contact the other party.

Back then, I should have said to Leonard, “I will tell Klein Moretti that his identity has been exposed. If he has anything he wishes to say, I can pass it on.” That would have let me agree on a private contact method…

Klein slowly breathed out and could only use his final method:

Ask the Magic Mirror!

After drawing a symbol combining Peering and Concealment on paper, Klein turned his gaze toward the full-length mirror. On the surface, waterlight rippled, and one pale Loenese word after another emerged:

“Great, supreme, noble Master, Your insignificant, humble, and terrified servant Arrodes has come in answer to Your summons.

“Before answering Your question, I must say:

“I was wrong! I was wrong!”

Klein raised a brow.

“Why are you suddenly admitting fault?”

On the mirror surface, the pale Loenese letters twisted and squirmed, changing into new words.

“In short, I was wrong…”

After a long string of ellipses, pale words formed with trembling strokes.

“Recently, recently quite a few people have been inquiring about Your circumstances. They learned of the reputation of Your current identity…”

So the image that Dawn Dantes is naturally romantic and can accept any woman as long as she is beautiful has already spread—even Miss Justice knows it? Thankfully, the explanation I used was that this is a shared alias, with more than one Blessed playing Dawn Dantes. A broad range of tastes can completely be explained… Heh, look at that. This mirror is so scared its face has gone white…

Klein had a sudden realization. Laughing inwardly, he changed the topic and said, “It is your turn to ask.”

On the full-length mirror, the words remained pale and formed a new sentence:

“Have You forgiven me?

“No, what I mean is, are You willing to watch my subsequent performance?”

This attitude…

Klein clicked his tongue inwardly. Outwardly, he said in a deep voice, “Then work hard.”

“Yes, great Master!” On the mirror surface, the pale words burst one after another into silver light. “You summoned me here because You have a question to test me with?”

Klein…