Chapter 252: Emlyn’s Persistence

Chapter 252: Emlyn’s Persistence

After using one second to confirm what he had heard, Klein clasped his hands together, leaned forward, and said, “What exactly is it?”

“No. I cannot say anything more.” Emlyn White shook his head firmly.

Worried that he was being tested, Klein did not press the issue. He simply analyzed the matter based on what the vampire had just revealed:

It is related to the Fool… It can help Emlyn White resolve a hidden danger… It carries great risk… Combining this with his earlier thoughts, this seems to indicate that he intends to hold the corresponding ritual and pray to the Fool—that is, to me—to remove the psychological cue and regain his long-lost freedom… But this is no longer Emlyn’s own ritual. It comes from the order of some great figure. And with this vampire’s pride, someone he is willing to call a great figure is most likely a powerful Sanguine… Why would some Sanguine bigshot send a descendant to pray to the Fool? Are they cooperating with the Aurora Order?

Filled with doubt, Klein raised his head and looked toward Emlyn, whose face was full of expectation. Inwardly, he gave a soft heh.

Guess whether I will respond to your prayer?

After thinking for two seconds, he did not directly give a suggestion. Instead, he said, “According to statistics, among a hundred people who pray to an unknown hidden existence, thirty receive no response, sixty-eight encounter various terrifying events that end their lives, or leave them alive in a state worse than death. Only two may possibly succeed and obtain what they desire, but the price they pay for that may not be something they are willing to accept.”

As a former keyboard expert, Klein had always believed that when proving something or strengthening a certain viewpoint, anyone who only spoke of examples and special cases, without mentioning the overall sample and statistical data, was playing rogue, secretly shifting the concept. And in general, this kind of situation often came with similar phrases: I have a friend; a certain lady I know; so-and-so around me.

Therefore, in order to persuade Emlyn White, he carefully fabricated some data.

Of course, it was not entirely baseless. At the very least, many files Klein had read while on the Nighthawks team had described similar situations.

“Only two succeed? Sixty-eight encounter problems?” Emlyn was indeed frightened and could not help raising a hand to smooth his hair.

“Basically. That is the danger level of the thing you intend to do. If you harbor malice, the risk will be even higher,” Klein answered sincerely.

Emlyn instinctively shook his head.

“No. There is no malice. And that great figure will protect me during the process.”

No malice? Uh, even if there is malice, you might not know. You are merely cannon fodder pushed to the front… Klein raised his right palm, using the gesture to strengthen his tone.

“That will reduce the risk considerably, but it absolutely will not eliminate it. Can that great figure truly contend with a hidden existence?”

“…Probably not,” Emlyn muttered.

“Therefore.” Klein spread his hands.

He suddenly smiled and said, “Emlyn, in truth, you have absolutely no need to take this risk. Even if you completely believe in Mother Earth, it will not affect your life in any way. Look at the people of Feneport—don’t they still eat what they like, wear what they want, and do what they enjoy? When that time comes, Father Utravsky will most likely no longer force you to volunteer at Harvest Church. You will regain your original freedom.

“Moreover, I think you adapt very well to Mother Earth’s teachings. There is no contradiction.”

Emlyn White was silent for a while before saying, “Becoming a believer because I like Her ideals and being forcibly turned into a believer through another person’s psychological cue are completely different things. Even if one day I truly betray the Moon and believe in the Mother Goddess, I hope it will be a choice I freely make, unrelated to…