Chapter 39: Fate Stealer

Chapter 39: Fate Stealer

What sort of thing would a Snake of Fate find interesting and suitable?

Klein slowly sat up and propped a cushion behind his back.

After pondering for a while, he decided not to think about that matter for now. There was still at least more than a month before Will Auceptin was born, and he could still throw the problem to the Hermit Cattleya—or to the Queen of Mysteries, Bernadette, who stood behind her—and let them worry over it.

Of course, Klein did not rule out the possibility that Will Auceptin might suddenly get a whim and decide to be born prematurely.

Little by little, he shifted his attention back to the matter of creating a Worm of Time charm. According to the Snake of Fate, Will Auceptin, he already possessed almost all the necessary conditions. All he lacked was the corresponding symbolic sign.

Pray to the Fool and borrow the power of the mysterious space above the gray fog… I wonder whether the symbol corresponding to the Marauder pathway would work… Even if it does, I don’t know it. Unless I can pull a Marauder into the space above the gray fog and make the pattern behind the corresponding high-backed chair appear…

As Klein worked through the details, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

In that case, perhaps I can try the symbolic sign behind the Fool’s chair!

That special composite symbol formed from half the Pupil-less Eye, which represented secrecy, and half the Twisted Lines, which symbolized change.

“I don’t know whether it will be useful… Divination cannot be used by process of elimination, but I can predict whether the attempt will go smoothly. And even if it fails, it should not be a major problem. After all, I’m praying to myself. Even if the material is consumed in the experiment, it will only enter the space above the gray fog and won’t truly be lost…”

At that thought, Klein suddenly grew excited. Unable to help himself, he threw off the covers and got out of bed, preparing to conduct the “experiment” tonight.

The Worm of Time was material left behind by a Marauder demigod at Amon’s level. Although it was already dead, its essence and level remained. Even if a charm made from it could not reach the level of an angel due to various limitations, it would not be far off. It would belong to the pinnacle of saint-level power. If Klein succeeded, it would be the equivalent of gaining another trump card, one that might give him an extra life at a critical moment. How could that not make him excited? How could he not look forward to it?

I can only leverage a tiny portion of the mysterious space above the gray fog. The level of the Worm of Time charm will probably drop a little further, but no matter what, it should definitely be stronger than the Ninth Law that Admiral Amyrius gave me… If I use the Wailer’s Breath to make a high-level charm in the domain of devils, it should be about the same as the Ninth Law. Unfortunately, I don’t dare pray to the Dark Side of the Universe…

Wearing his pajamas and barefoot on the thick, soft carpet, Klein took four steps counterclockwise, recited the incantation in a low voice, and entered the space above the gray fog.

After taking his seat at the head of the long bronze table as the Fool, he manifested a dark-red, round-bodied fountain pen and a sheet of yellow-brown parchment, then wrote the corresponding divination statement:

“The charm-making I am about to begin will proceed smoothly.”

Removing the pendulum from inside his cuff, Klein held it in his left hand and entered meditation.

After repeating the divination statement seven times, he opened his eyes and looked ahead. The citrine pendant was rotating clockwise, slowly and with normal amplitude.

This means it will be smooth… But the problem is whether it will smoothly verify that the symbol works, or smoothly verify that it does not?

The veteran diviner Klein attempted to interpret the revelation, but he could not arrive at a definite answer.

With no other option, he could…