Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 397 Mindset

Both the hidden angel and Adam looked at Truman, hoping to get enough information from him.

"Half and half," Truman sighed softly.

"I prevented the resurgence of 'Mystery,' but His purpose has already been achieved."

Truman then told the story about the curtain cloak.

"This means that the rules of the Source Castle are constantly eroding his body and soul, gradually penetrating deeper and deeper, and this is irreversible."

Truman prevented the sudden resurgence of the "Lord of Mysteries," but he couldn't stop this almost insidious erosion.

Once this erosion reaches a certain point, it will integrate the cloak itself into Klein's body, truly making him a "mysterious servant".

Adam merely glanced at him, nodded slightly, and left.

Amanisis was silent for a moment, then added, "Have him come over to me later."

Then He departed, never to linger again.

Truman nodded silently and lay back in his chair, waiting for Klein to arrive.

"Thank you for your help, Truman...Bishop." Klein's face was no longer as smug as it had been when he finished his performance; instead, it was ashen and filled with despair.

But at least he didn't collapse. Having been in this world for so long, he has developed bonds that support his existence.

"That's all I can do. You'll have to walk the rest of the road yourself." Truman nodded gently.

"I suggest you see a psychologist."

"Thanks for the suggestion, I do need a doctor." Klein rubbed his temples, his mood slightly lifted after seeing Truman.

"Then I'll be going now." Klein quickly took his leave.

"Um."

Klein left the illusionary realm directly, and Truman, watching the gradually dissipating crack, smiled, "You managed to endure all that?"

Because of the incident at Source Castle, Klein had a rough idea of ​​his identity. However, after worshipping the "Supreme Dream" for so long and pretending to be the "Fool" for so long, having it all exposed so ruthlessly now would cause Klein to lose control due to an explosion of shame...

Truman wasn't in a hurry to expose him, giving poor Klein some time to react.

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Klein went to the Dream Church and found Audrey Hall, who was still there, and asked her to give him a psychoanalysis.

"The meaning of existence?" Klein watched the Earl's carriage disappear into the distance, his mental state much better now.

Emotional comfort and psychotherapy can only be done by living people; ability is only part of the solution, and relevant psychological knowledge is also required.

Therefore, Klein did not use the Mystic Puppet Herwin Lambis.

"The issue of transmigrators is far from being fully understood. We can only be certain that they are all inextricably linked to the gray fog. Rosell probably also fell from the gray fog..."

"But I can't even be sure if he was the first time traveler..."

"We should pay more attention to this aspect from now on."

Klein thought of the empty "cocoons." He didn't count them; the number was meaningless. What he cared more about was the secret they held.

"And that cloak..."

Klein even glanced behind him in a somewhat jolting manner. The only thing to be thankful for was that the curtain hadn't left the gray fog, otherwise who knows what kind of accident might have occurred.

Klein's heart was at peace. He returned to his home on the outskirts of Backlund and saw his brother and sister.

However, there is still one guest at Moretti Manor.

"Leonard?" Klein suddenly spotted his teammate who had traveled a long way back. "When did you get back?"

"Just arrived." Leonard returned to Backlund and went to the Sherlock Detective Agency only to find that it was closed. He had nowhere to go, but luckily he knew where Klein's current home was.

"I'm going back to Tingen. Ms. Daly and the captain are getting married," Leonard suddenly dropped a bombshell.

"What?!" Klein's mental state instantly improved.

"Here's an invitation for you. The wedding is in three days." Leonard took out the invitation he had received from the Sherlock Detective Agency's mailbox.

The captain and the others still don't know that Klein and Leonard went to the Southern Continent.

"Okay, let's go back together then." Klein held the invitation and suddenly felt a little sentimental.

"Miss Daly is amazing; she actually managed to win over the captain!"

Klein and Leonard exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh.

Among the night watchmen in Tingen, this couple had been entangled for quite some time.

"Then you can stay at the manor for now, and we'll go back together tomorrow."

"it is good."

The next morning, Klein said goodbye to his family and left the estate with Leonard.

"I'll take you away!" Klein reached out and grabbed Leonard's shoulder, directly slashing open a rift in the illusion behind him.

"When did you learn teleportation?" Leonard asked, looking surprised.

"There are many things you don't know!"

Klein pulled Leonard into the illusion, and in a flash, the two were back in Tingen, back to Blackthorn Security Company.

"Klein, Leonard?!" Rosanne's familiar voice rang with surprise. "Are you back for the Captain and Ms. Daly's wedding?"

"Long time no see, Rosanne!" Klein greeted the delighted Rosanne.

"..." Leonard was still a little confused, his mind hadn't quite caught up yet.

"Old man, what just happened?" Leonard asked softly.

"Your colleague has already become a demigod..." Palez Zoroaster's tone was somewhat complicated.

"A demigod?" Leonard instinctively felt that he had missed out on a lot. He and Klein had been working together, and their progress had been synchronized because of the evil cult, but now they were falling behind.

"Looks like Backlund's been acting strangely lately..." Leonard muttered to himself before greeting Rosanne and entering the office.

"Captain, why are you still working here?" Leonard and Klein both looked at Dunn Smith in surprise.

This team leader was still handling official business even though he was getting married two days later.

"Ah, you guys..." Dunn was also pleasantly surprised by their sudden return.

"We need to give those people a warning in the next couple of days, so they don't cause trouble during our wedding."

Ms. Dai Li walked in carrying a pot of freshly brewed black tea. Her complexion was rosy and she was in excellent condition, not at all like a "gatekeeper".

"Please have some tea, my dear." Ms. Daly poured a cup of tea for Dunn and presented it to him.

Dunn's expression was a little awkward, but he still generously accepted the teacup and poured one for Daly as well, saying, "Thank you, darling."

Klein and Leonard paused as they reached for their teacups, exchanged a strange glance, and abandoned their intention to drink the tea—it was too cloying.

(End of this chapter)