Chapter 108: Arrodes’s Bottom Line

Chapter 108: Arrodes’s Bottom Line

Early morning, above the gray fog.

Klein materialized paper and pen. After some deliberation, he wrote down the divination statement:

“Using the wireless telegraph receiver is dangerous.”

After checking it carefully twice, he removed the pendulum from inside his left cuff and began the divination.

During the process, he was highly alert and somewhat afraid, like a child who lights a firecracker while covering his ears. If the matter truly involved the True Creator, the Primordial Demoness, or existences of that level, then the divination itself might also encounter danger. For anyone else, this would only be another path to loss of control or death. But Klein had the gray fog as a barrier and would not end up so miserable. Triggering the danger here was obviously better than seeking death in the real world. What worried him was that after doing it repeatedly, the evil gods might lock onto his location and personally come visiting.

He soon entered a meditative state and silently recited the divination statement.

After seven repetitions, he knew the result even before opening his eyes, because he was still sitting there intact and had not suffered extreme pain.

When Klein looked at the citrine pendant, he discovered that it was, as expected, rotating counterclockwise.

Whew… Klein let out a breath of relief. He immediately returned to the real world and busied himself with the ritual preparations, bringing the wireless telegraph receiver out of the mysterious space above the gray fog.

After waiting roughly half an hour, he finally heard the wireless telegraph receiver make tapping sounds. A length of illusory white paper emerged from it, with lines of Loenese written upon it:

“I am here.

“Great Master, is it You?”

Why does this give me the feeling of someone poking their head out and looking around… Klein suddenly remembered an image from his previous life: a cute alpaca peeking forward.

He took two steps closer and gave a very reserved “Mm.”

Tap, tap, tap. The illusory white paper immediately spat out more text:

“Your humble and loyal servant Arrodes awaits the chance to serve You.”

Klein hid his discomfort in his heart and asked, “Arrodes, tell me: where is Roy King of the Life School of Thought?”

Based on the fat Apothecary’s description, he knew that their organization developed through master-disciple transmission. He also deduced that they controlled the Monster and Apothecary pathways. That matched the characteristics of the Life School of Thought.

At the same time, Klein had prepared Roy King’s photograph in a manner befitting someone who believed asking others was inferior to relying on oneself.

The tapping sound abruptly intensified. Through the wireless telegraph receiver, the magic mirror Arrodes actually drew a portrait—one showing Roy King with his hair neatly combed back and framed glasses on his nose.

“Is this him?” A line of Loenese followed closely afterward.

Klein nodded.

“Yes.”

The magic mirror Arrodes made the wireless telegraph receiver’s tapping sound grow unusually brisk:

“The person You seek, great Master, is imprisoned inside the Governor-General’s Office of the City of Generosity, Bayam.”

He has been imprisoned in the Governor-General’s Office? Klein’s brows furrowed slightly. He did not hurry to ask further. With great confidence and complete composure, he said, “Very well. According to your principles, it is now your turn to ask a question.”

Tap, tap, tap. Using the wireless telegraph receiver, Arrodes produced a simple smiling face along with a line of words:

“I have already asked, and You have already answered.”

When? Klein was stunned at first. Then he looked back at the earlier contents on the illusory white paper and saw the previous question: “Is this him?”

That counts? This counts too? At that moment, Klein thoroughly understood just how much freedom of interpretation existed in the magic mirror Arrodes’s rules. When facing…