Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 419 Face to Face

Klein, resembling Chunus Korg, arrived at the venue of a noble banquet, a grand aristocratic ball.

The place is divided into two parts. One is the dancing hall, which is located on the ground floor and is paved with gorgeous stone slabs with intricate carvings. In one corner, there is the Duke's excellent band. Going up the stairs of the hall, there is a circular corridor on the second floor.

Klein stood by the railing, holding a wine glass, staring blankly at everyone. This was the most normal thing to do; he was the guardian of this banquet, so there were many pleasures that he couldn't enjoy.

"I don't want to go dancing, but could you please bring me another order of Fussac steak? I'd like to have a few more pieces..." Klein glanced at the long white table in the second-floor restaurant and slowly walked over.

Soon, the waiter brought out a new steak, not because he had heard Klein's thoughts, but because it was the basic etiquette of a noble banquet.

"This seems pretty good too..." Klein "distorted" his presence, so that no one else could even notice him. Only the waiter wondered why the food was being consumed so quickly today.

The ball was incredibly boring, so Klein finished eating and got ready to get down to business.

"Where is Triss?" Klein began searching for the main character. Duke Negan didn't need to be searched; he was far too conspicuous in the center of the ball, surrounded by a group of noblewomen.

click!

Klein had a sudden inspiration and looked around. The space to his right shattered like glass.

Strangely, no one except Klein noticed this obvious crack.

"Mirror World..." Klein mused. This was an ability very similar to the "Night Watch" domain, reflecting things in reality into the mirror world to create a battlefield that would be temporarily undisturbed.

Witches are particularly skilled in this kind of power.

Logically speaking, the best option is to trap the opponent's strongest protector before engaging in battle.

Klein was then able to escape accountability by using this excuse.

The mirror cracked and shattered, and a figure emerged from the crack—it was Triss.

The witch wore an elaborate black dress, her hair simply styled and draped down her back, but this did not detract from her beauty; instead, it added a different kind of languid allure.

The moment Klein saw Triss, his face twitched. In his perception, this witch was like a bright light in the dark, extremely conspicuous, and even gave him a feeling that he dared not approach her.

Without a doubt, she is already a "despair witch".

Klein straightened his gaze, trying hard to ignore the sapphire ring.

This ring of the god has been on Triss for a long time, and it has almost become one with her.

"This Triss seems to be just as outrageous as me. Her advancement is no worse than mine, and her divine favor is even greater than mine..."

Klein looked at Duke Negan outside the mirror; the duke was unaware that danger was approaching.

"Why did you fail last time, you lecherous old man?"

Triss looked disdainfully at Duke Negan, who was surrounded by noblewomen, among whom was a witch.

If it weren't for Bishop Truman and me, you really would have succeeded last time...

Klein stared at Duke Negan. His nearest bodyguard was at least five meters away, and the witch was right next to him. However, Duke Negan was also a Sequence Six "Judge," so it would be quite difficult to kill him with one blow.

However, Triss chose the same tactic as the previous assassination attempt, both to lull Duke Negan into a false sense of security and to demonstrate her confidence in herself.

laugh!

One of the noblewomen, amidst her cheerful conversation, suddenly thrust out a long, icy spear, aiming straight for Duke Negan's chest. The chilling aura surged forth, freezing Duke Negan and everyone within a few meters around him.

Her expression was very natural, with a blush on her face that suggested a noblewoman was easily swayed by temptation. She looked at Duke Negan with seductive and affectionate eyes.

Duke Negan found confidence in love and was seduced by the charm unintentionally emanating from the witch. His mind was in turmoil, and his reaction was momentarily slow.

"As expected of an 'assassin'!" Klein almost applauded the assassination.

The last "Apostle of Desire" was discovered before it could even get close to Duke Negan, which was a complete failure.

click!

As the chill swept in, a button on Duke Negan's coat suddenly popped open, transforming into a beam of light that blocked the icy spear.

"Another assassination attempt!" Duke Negan roared, each word dripping with rage and resentment. Twice now! Did these people think he was a paper tiger?

"Leave them alive, or their spirits! I need to know who's after me!"

The duke was determined to use all his power to find the mastermind behind this; if he didn't get rid of the person, he wouldn't dare to play around with his mistress anymore!

"yes!"

His bodyguard suddenly leaped out and attacked the witch who was retreating rapidly.

After the last assassination attempt, Duke Negan's bodyguards were augmented with two "Wind Chosen" from the Church of Storms, both known for their speed.

"Substitutes are prohibited here!" A "Punishment Knight" has joined the battle.

The presence of three bodyguards at Sequence Level 5 speaks volumes about Duke Negan's power and wealth.

"Chunas Korg!" Duke Negan shouted. The nobles had already retreated upon hearing the commotion. Why hadn't Chunas Korg, the guardian of this banquet, made a move yet?!

At this moment, Duke Negan's dulled senses finally came into play. He looked towards a corner on the second floor, where a subtle power was surging. It was inconspicuous, but it was clear that it was quite advanced and powerful.

"Damn it!" Duke Negan's pupils contracted as he realized that the guardian of the banquet had been held back, and that there might be a demigod among the assassins!

At the same moment, Duke Negan took out a small conch shell with strange patterns hanging around his neck.

This is the strongest "summoning spell" given to him by the "Singer of God". As long as he blows this conch shell, the "Singer of God" will come from the Holy Wind Cathedral on the wind. This process will not even take half a minute!

Duke Negan took a breath and blew it out sharply, into the tiny conch shell covered in strange patterns.

Splash!

The deep sound of the tide spread out, rushing swiftly towards the Cathedral of Saint Wind.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Duke Negan silently counted down the time.

"You failed!" Klein suddenly looked at Triss, and as he did so, he took out "Concerto of Light and Shadow," pressed the button, and declared, "Stands are prohibited here!"

"It's still early." Triss said expressionlessly, extending her slender hand and gently clenching it. A chill emanated from her body, sweeping across the entire mirror world.

The collision of the two forces transmitted the noise to the outside world, proving that a battle was taking place here.

(End of this chapter)