Mystery: Paradox Path

The moment he realized that the old man was still alive, Klein subconsciously took a step back, slightly bowed his body, and moved his left palm forward.

In the indescribable silence, Klein tightened his nerves, like a cat that wanted to jump out at any time.

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

In his state of vigilance and aggression, the pale-bearded old man didn't make any movements, just moved his eyes slightly, his mouth was half-closed, and he said in an indistinct voice:

"Finally another fortune-teller has come here."

"Again?" Klein frowned and pondered, but then he remembered that there are still missing creatures in the ruins of the battle of gods, which may include a few Beyonders who are trying to find a mermaid or have been promoted to a successful fortune-teller path.

He saw that the other party had the intention of communicating. Although there was a lesson from the hopeless lady Panatia, he chose to hold on for the time being, and said thoughtfully:

"Why do you say that?"

The black-eyed and white-bearded old man did not respond directly, but still asked in a low voice with a lake in it:

"Do you want to escape from here? I can tell you how."

Klein was not moved, but asked directly:

"Then why are you still here?"

The old man blew his head, let out two dry laughter from the depths of his throat, and said a hair-raising answer:

"Because I'm already dead."

"..." Klein was very sure that the old man in front of him was not a spiritual body or something like a living corpse, but he didn't think the other party would make such a joke.

The atmosphere reached freezing point again, and the old man could only slowly raise his head and glance at Klein, who looked like Gehrman Sparrow, and said:

"I used my special extraordinary ability to find the porosity of this world's history and destiny, cut out my own image, fixed it here, and maintained it until now. As for my body and my spirit, it has already completely died and completely dissipated."

"Historical projection?!" Klein said the name of this ability almost subconsciously. Although he didn't know what effect this ability had, the description of the other party obviously matched the meaning of the name. Moreover, if this ability really If he could isolate a certain segment of history, then the reason why Senior Penradax let him use this ability seems to be obvious.

"Oh? You know?" The old man's dark eyes turned slightly, and he nodded slightly unexpectedly, "Yes, it is indeed a historical projection, but the reason why I can still exist is because of the special history and destiny here, when After you open the door, the history and destiny of this place will change, and the image I cut will disappear. At that time, you will see a jar of ashes. I hope you can help me sprinkle it into the capital of Intis In the Serenzo River near Lille, that is my hometown, where I was born. Can you understand this place name? I don’t know how long it has been in the real world.”

"The Selenzuo River is near Intis? That should be when Emperor Roselle hadn't expanded Trier... Has he been imprisoned for at least a hundred years?"

Although he was quite skeptical about the other party's remarks, Klein still responded:

"They still exist."

"Very good." The old man nodded as if there was phlegm in his throat.

Klein really wanted to ask the other party's name to confirm some of his guesses, but in order to avoid irritating the other party, and at the same time, in order to avoid too many nights, he chose to directly ask the other party to leave.

The old man did not hide this, and quickly introduced the method of leaving...

...

Just when Xiao Ke was experiencing the escape game from the secret room (town?) prepared for him by the goddess sister, the back of the Chanis Gate in St. Samuel's Church was already busy.

Archbishop of Backlund, St. Anthony stood at the stairway connecting the first and second floors, watching several night watch deacons busy going back and forth, many of them wearing red gloves.

The high-level people are counting the anomalies behind the Chanis Gate, and other Nighthawks who are not qualified to enter are not easy.

The office, which was usually relaxed enough to play cards, was as solemn as a meeting in front of the station. Even Leonard Mitchell, who has always been very casual, rarely showed a serious look, sitting solemnly and dignifiedly. There.

This was the second time she had foreseen the matter behind the Chanis Gate, and she naturally recalled the memory that led to Klein's "death".

This entanglement continued until the missing servant was found, and a name that made him feel unbelievable appeared in front of him——

"German Sparrow."

...

"Old man, what's going on?" After the "combat meeting", Leonard walked out of the office and made the action to transfer information to the Heart of Machines, the Punisher and MI9, while thinking in his heart. Ask the old man.

"What's the matter?" Probably after eating the gift from the gentleman, the old man's condition was getting better and better, and he even made some unnecessary "knowingly asking" behaviors.

Leonard was a little helpless for such an old man, but he still said:

"Why did Klein sneak behind the Chanis Gate? Did Mr. Snow lie to me? Or has Klein been corrupted by the Fool and stood on the opposite side of the goddess? And it happened at this time! The captain will get married soon. Ah! Is he in such a hurry?"

"How would I know this kind of question?" Pallez simply threw out a versatile answer, but seeing Leonard's mood began to fluctuate:

"Some things are not necessarily what you see, and some top-level schemes should not even be spied on by the most devout believers."

"How to say?"

"Simply put~www.readwn.com~ Maybe the 'The Fool' and the goddess have reached some kind of tacit agreement or deal, and the content of the deal is something behind the Chanis Gate. At this time, how do you think it should be done? Trade?" Pallez seemed to realize that Leonard was becoming more and more mindless recently, and instead of giving a direct answer, he asked around the corner.

"The transaction is directly made by... No, no, the Fool is still a secret organization... So this theft is just a play? Klein is just the messenger responsible for taking the letter?" Leonard thought of this, and his heart was filled with depression. It seemed to be released in an instant, as if the whole world had become much clearer.

"I didn't say that. Maybe your former colleague was a thief? Or maybe he made a decision in private without the Fool and the Goddess for some purpose! What is the specific situation, you should ask yourself. Let's ask, you also attended that party anyway, didn't you?" Pallez's tone had a rare bit of bad taste, but Leonard shook his head as if he didn't hear it at all:

"How could such a thing be asked at a party!"

Leonard's thinking is very clear. If the two sides have reached a tacit understanding, then everything is easy to say, but if not, whether it is the Fool's conspiracy or Klein's betrayal, if he asks it at the Tarot Club, it is a big hole. Either he was beaten to death by the Fool, or Klein was beaten to death by the Fool, or both of them were beaten to death by the Fool.

But let him just pretend he doesn't know, and he can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly took out the parchment and began to write a letter.

"Oh, are you looking for that guy?" Pallez's tone was strange, but Leonard nodded and said:

"After all, he is the one holding the goddess's emblem. As the goddess' scroller, he should be trusted."