Chapter 242: The True Meaning of the Reminder

Chapter 242: The True Meaning of the Reminder

Hearing Helmosuin’s answer, the corner of Klein’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. He nearly froze on the spot.

My enemies aren’t in Bayam… Even if you died at Sea King’s door, it wouldn’t have much effect… He slowly inhaled and did not continue the earlier topic. Instead, he asked, “Helmosuin—no, Mr. Hilarion. Why exactly did you notice me?”

And why did you even specially come over before dying to remind me?

This was also his confusion regarding Magic Mirror Arrodes and Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr. He simply had never had a good opportunity to ask.

Separated by the door, Helmosuin fell silent for two seconds. Then, with a smile in his voice, he said, “Certain traits on you are no secret to a small number of special, high-level spirit world creatures. As long as they have come into close contact with you, they can discover it. After all, the gray fog symbolizing the great ruler above the spirit world is right above our heads. A few deities with unique authorities, or Beyonders representing fate, can also discover this to varying degrees. Of course, the prerequisite is close contact.”

Gray fog… Although Orange Light’s statement is almost identical to Arrodes’s flattery, he directly pointed out the gray fog. This is the first time I’ve encountered someone directly bringing up this point to my face! So that mysterious space is the divine kingdom left behind by the great ruler above the spirit world? What pathway’s Sequence 0 is this? And the deities capable of discovering that I have the gray fog’s blessing include the Mother Tree of Desire, so that’s why She targeted me? Klein’s thoughts were like boiling water, bubbling with questions.

He was about to speak when Helmosuin continued, “In Yellow Light’s prophecy, the great ruler above the spirit world is one of the variables of the apocalypse. However, I cannot be certain that you are equal to Him. There are too many possibilities that might cause you to possess such a trait. For instance, His Blessed, His child, or the divine envoy He chose. But that does not prevent me from expressing a little friendliness.

“Cough. You know the Backlund Stock Exchange, yes? You are like a newly listed railway company. You seem to have a good future, so a portion of people are naturally optimistic about you and will buy some shares. Meanwhile, many people will be extremely greedy, hoping to use other methods to seize this company or gain a controlling stake. The former describes me. The latter describes the Mother Tree of Desire, and many other powerful spirit world creatures.”

So that’s how it is… If there hadn’t been another transmigrator related to the gray fog before me, Emperor Roselle; if I hadn’t divined my own origin in that mysterious space, received a clear image of Earth, and recovered even more memories, I would suspect that I might be the reincarnation of that great ruler above the spirit world… Judging from the overall experience, Roselle and I are closer to chosen divine envoys… Does the great ruler above the spirit world equal the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings? Klein unavoidably developed all kinds of guesses. His mind was as tangled as a ball of yarn that had been played with by a cat.

After calming his emotions, he asked, “Is there any method to conceal that trait?”

“Become a demigod.” Helmosuin had only just answered when he suddenly coughed twice. “Do you mind if I die at your door?”

“…I do.” Klein did not want to attract the attention of demigods such as Sea King Jahn Kottman and Admiral Robert Davis.

Helmosuin bit into a candy with a crunch.

“Then I must leave immediately, or it will be too late.

“When you become a demigod and have the ability to explore the depths of the spirit world, we will have a chance to meet again.”

Klein fell silent for one second.

“Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Hilarion.”

Helmosuin did not reply. His footsteps, somewhat heavy, headed toward the staircase.

Listening to the sound of him descending step by step, Klein withdrew his attention and suddenly had a certain guess as to why Emperor Roselle had discovered the gray fog’s existence but had been unable to enter it.

“He restored the silver plate that caused his transmigration long after becoming a Beyonder, while when I tried the luck-enhancement ritual again, I was still an ordinary person… Also, Emperor Roselle chose the Savant pathway, while I am a Seer. The power of the mysterious space above the gray fog clearly provides tremendous help with divination.

“So the prerequisite for independently entering above the gray fog is being either an ordinary person or a Beyonder of the Seer pathway, while also grasping the corresponding incantation, ritual, and symbols? The Emperor experimented too late and chose the wrong pathway, so naturally he couldn’t enter.

“Given that Seer, Apprentice, and Marauder belong to neighboring pathways, perhaps the latter two can as well. Could this be the deeper reason the Emperor lamented in his diary that he should have chosen one of these three paths back then? Aside from the fact that these three pathways have no Sequence 0 and therefore no influence coming from the top, they also contain the key to entering the gray fog?”

As his thoughts churned, Klein temporarily suppressed these matters that could not currently be verified and began considering Orange Light Hilarion’s reminder:

Beware the Mother Tree of Desire!

Because of Admiral Emilius’s incident, Klein was extremely wary of the Mother Tree of Desire. He had no choice but to change identities and hide for two months through acting. Later, he had also been unwilling to provoke Blood Admiral and other Rose School of Thought members, afraid of falling into a trap.

When faced with a potential and enormous danger, a normal human’s first thought was certainly to resolve it. Klein was the same. The problem was that he had no method.

The Mother Tree of Desire was suspected to be a Sequence 0 true god located in the astral world. Even if Klein jumped, he could not reach Her, much less defeat Her. Meanwhile, the organization She controlled, the Rose School of Thought, was an organization with no short history. It very likely had angels holding the line and Grade 0 Sealed Artifacts in its possession. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for them to survive until today under the hostility of every Church and every secret organization. Therefore, even if Klein invited friendly great figures such as Mr. Azik to help, there was no way to uproot the Rose School of Thought. They might even encounter danger.

Because of these reasons, Klein could only hide as much as he could and hope to smoothly advance to Sequence 4, becoming a demigod.

“I have always been careful of the Mother Tree of Desire. Does Mr. Orange Light Hilarion not know that I once encountered that evil god’s trap on Olavi Island?

“Or does him coming over specifically to remind me mean the other party will soon take major action?

“Mm… He was previously controlled by Blood Admiral, and Blood Admiral is from the Rose School of Thought. It is very possible he learned something!”

Klein instantly became alert. He did not blindly trust that the Faceless’s transformation would definitely be able to hide from the Mother Tree of Desire’s gaze.

According to Orange Light Hilarion, She can discover a certain trait on me after close contact. That is something the Faceless’s Beyonder ability has difficulty concealing! She hasn’t acted for so long. Is it because She has been attempting to grant this sensing ability to Her believers through some ritual or object—and it is close to succeeding recently? Klein’s brows slowly knitted. The more he thought about it, the more he felt there was a certain possibility.

This made him increasingly want to return to Backlund. In that great metropolis, even angels had to behave themselves, just like a certain Snake of Fate. The Mother Tree of Desire’s believers and the Rose School of Thought’s powerhouses could not act wantonly there. They could only patiently search for opportunities!

Phew… Klein exhaled and went above the gray fog, divining whether he would face life-threatening danger in the near future.

This time, the answer he received was negative: there was no life-threatening danger.

But Klein did not relax because of it. He remembered that the Mother Tree of Desire’s interference with divination could pierce the gray fog’s barrier to a certain extent!

And long ago, his spirituality had stopped him from divining the Werewolf Beyonder characteristic above the gray fog, because it might involve the Chained God—and the Chained God was suspected to be an incarnation of the Mother Tree of Desire.

Either nothing really is wrong and I’m overthinking, or danger is already very close, so the Mother Tree of Desire has acted to interfere… Better to be careful. I’ll make preparations first. Even if it ultimately proves to be a false alarm, that is better than being caught by the Rose School of Thought and taken by the Mother Tree of Desire to who knows where! Klein immediately returned to the real world, took out paper and pen, and swiftly wrote a letter. The opening was: “Dear Mr. Azik.”

Considering that the Underworld existed within the spirit world, and that in a certain sense, demigods of the Death pathway could all be considered high-level spirit world creatures, Mr. Azik, after recovering his memories, might very well be able to see that Klein possessed that special trait. Klein did not conceal too much. He directly wrote down the entire process of his encounter and conversation with Orange Light Hilarion, who had taken the form of the great scientist Helmosuin. He only did not write about the gray fog, nor about the part involving the great existence above the spirit world.

At the end, he added one sentence:

“Does Mr. Hilarion’s reminder mean that I will encounter fatal danger from the Rose School of Thought in the near future?”

After folding the paper and blowing the copper whistle to summon his messenger to take it, Klein felt this still was not enough insurance. He hurriedly took out his Adventurer’s Harmonica and blew once.

Silently, Reinette Tinekerr appeared before him. Her four blond-haired, red-eyed heads each turned once before saying:
“No…” “letter…”

“This time, I have something to discuss with you.” Klein piled up a smile and handed over the gold coin he had obtained from Anderson. “This is the summoning fee.”

One of the heads Reinette Tinekerr carried bit the gold coin. The two heads that had not spoken earlier opened their mouths and asked in sequence:
“What…” “matter…”

“I may encounter a certain amount of danger recently. I hope I can summon you for help. Is that all right?” Klein tried hard to make his gaze appear sincere.

Reinette Tinekerr’s four heads rolled their eight eyes at the same time before saying:
“Possible…” “Payment…” “Gold coins…” “Ten thousand…”

…Ten thousand coins. That’s equivalent to 10,000 pounds! Klein opened his mouth and said with a difficult smile, “I don’t have that much money right now.”

Reinette Tinekerr’s four heads spoke in order:
“You…” “can…” “pay…” “installments…”

“Pay in installments…” Klein had not expected Miss Messenger to be so fashionable. He was stunned for two seconds before saying, “All right.”

Reinette Tinekerr said nothing more. Her four heads nodded at the same time, then she vanished before Klein’s eyes, returning to the spirit world.