Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 439 I Found You

Zarathustra, moved by a spiritual impulse, took out the magic mirror.

There's no problem with storing the magic mirror, but it's located at the very back of the safe, which is different from where it was originally stored. This might indicate that someone is resisting it.

"The Witch Cult? The aura of the 'Primordial Witch'!" Zarathustra quickly determined the location the magic mirror was pointing to through divination.

"Triss?" He seemed to remember something and pulled a document out of the office.

The document records recent events within the Witch Cult of the Southern Continent, and the date at the end is roughly after Chunas was replaced.

The name Triss is specially marked, as it marks the beginning of the major shift in the Witch Cult's current practices.

"He contacted the Witch Cult and then ordered a thorough investigation into the Witch Cult."

This was normal and consistent with the identity of a deputy director of MI9, but Zarathustra's divination gave him a different feeling.

"So this is where it is." Zarathustra finally smiled; He had found the clue He needed.

Zarathustra then pulled out another relevant investigation report from the documents.

These investigation reports weren't something the "fortune teller" didn't want to deal with, but rather something they didn't have time to deal with or couldn't handle.

He himself probably couldn't have predicted that he would be drawn into that great battle of angels, so naturally he wasn't prepared.

Even if he hadn't been involved in that major battle and had completed his undercover mission unscathed, he couldn't have destroyed these documents; destroying them would have created vulnerabilities.

After all, MI9 has backups and records, and missing anything would make them more likely to be suspected.

"Klein Moretti...Sherlock Moriarty..." These are the two names hidden in the documents, and also the result of Triss's collaboration with MI9.

Zarathustra, also a "Faceless Man," knows very well what it feels like to be hidden behind countless disguises.

"Sherlock Moriarty..." Zarathustra pointed to the name, memories surfacing in his mind.

During the war in which the "Bound God" ascended to godhood, He suddenly sensed His presence and went to the Southern Continent, where He happened to have met this person.

"It turns out there was no mistake, just a missed opportunity." Zarathustra was so shocked by witnessing the ascension of the "Bound God" that he completely overlooked the existence of such a person.

After that, He was almost under house arrest and passively treated as a guest, only recently breaking free.

"I've found you!" Zarathustra exclaimed suddenly, having finally found the clue he had been searching for for hundreds of years.

"Klein Moretti!" Zarathustra locked onto this initial name. At this stage, the "fortune teller" had not yet reached the "Faceless Man" stage and revealed more information.

"However, the Church of the Night is a bit troublesome..." Zarathustra hesitated for a moment, then picked up the magic mirror and finally used a method unique to MI9 to contact the witch on the other side.

hum!

Ripples spread across the magic mirror, and Zaratu quickly saw a dazzling blue light.

laugh!

The beam of light actually pierced through the mirror and was projected from a distance!

Zaratu's expression remained calm. A flash of starlight appeared, and the blue radiance was instantly trapped within the space, unable to advance any further.

At this moment, He also looked at the curse sealed by space, His expression changed slightly, and then a figure formed from starlight appeared behind Him.

Although this curse was not powerful, it carried an aura that even He, an angel, feared.

"You dare come looking for me?!" Triss's cold voice came from the mirror.

"I have found the person you are looking for." Zarathustra's expression changed, and he returned to his original appearance.

"..." Triss in the mirror paused for a moment, then looked at Zarathustra with a serious expression.

"The last Chunas Korg was most likely the person you're looking for." Zarathustra's words instantly calmed Triss down.

"Next, MI9 and the Secret Society will do everything in their power to gather information about him. Do you want to participate?"

Zarathustra begins to take this witch seriously and prepares to borrow the power of the witch's cult.

"What do you want with him?!" Triss narrowed her eyes slightly, stroking the sapphire ring on her hand.

In that instant, Zarathustra felt a slight stirring of spirituality.

"I want two things from him," Zarathustra said: the "Mysterious Servant" trait and the "Source Castle."

"...Okay." Triss's eyes darkened, and she finally agreed softly.

The light on the magic mirror dimmed, and Triss deliberately severed the connection to the mirror.

"The Church of the Night..." Zarathustra looked in the direction of the Church of St. Samuel. He had a very accurate intuition and thought that the person he was looking for might be there.

However, he really dared not go over.

……

Klein emerged from the depths of St. Samuel's Church; the "Hidden Angel" had vanished.

He even had access to the "Miracleist's" potion recipe.

"This is just too much of a rip-off!" Klein had already learned what he would have to face to advance to the "Miracle Master" level.

"The number of angels on each path is limited." The "Serpent of Fate" on Klein's wrist immediately buzzed, demonstrating its presence.

"At this point, there's almost no chance of properties dispersing into materials." The voice of "Serpent of Fate" echoed in Klein's mind.

"Furthermore, given your current path, you cannot advance through other paths."

"The Serpent of Fate" seemed to be trying to cover up its previous embarrassment by throwing out a series of highly informative sentences.

"..." Klein blinked, understanding the meaning of "Serpent of Fate". The "Thief" pathway was in the hands of the Zoroaster family and Amon, and the "Apprentice" pathway was in the hands of the Abraham family. Neither of them was easy to deal with.

"But why did you run away just now?" Klein came back to his senses and asked the "Serpent of Fate" the question.

"..." "Serpent of Fate" was also extremely embarrassed. He had just made a boast, and the next moment he ran away. It was too shameful.

"Wow!" The sound of a baby crying suddenly echoed in Klein's mind.

"Stop fooling around! We're talking about serious matters." Klein tapped the bracelet on his hand with a headache.

"It wasn't that I deliberately ran away; it was my luck. At that moment, my parents broke a vase, which woke me up." The crying stopped abruptly, and the "Angel of Fate's" voice became somewhat solemn.

"My luck came in handy at the crucial moment, allowing me to avoid meeting the 'hidden angel'."

"Lucky?" This answer surprised Klein.

"Yes, if I were to actually encounter this 'Hidden Angel' in my true form or in my clone, some things might happen that I don't want to see."

"..." Klein thought about the mysterious "hidden angel" and nodded slightly. "It's probably because He has the goddess's attention on Him. Once you meet Him, it means the goddess has seen you."

(End of this chapter)