Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 526 The Dragon

"I remember Mr. 'World' is an angel now, right?" Audrey suddenly remembered something.

"Yes." Klein nodded, but at that very moment his spirit suddenly sensed something.

It's fate!

"...Can I hire you, Mr. 'World'?" Sure enough, Audrey said that the next second.

"The Psychological Alchemy Society recently obtained information about dragons near Backlund, which I need to verify."

"But that dragon seems to be an angel, and it would be too dangerous for me to be alone."

Audrey was completely unaware of what was happening and simply expressed her worries.

"..." Klein looked at Miss Audrey, who was slightly embarrassed, and his gaze deepened.

He sensed that fate had intervened. At that moment, cold sweat seeped out from his back. He didn't even dare to move his eyes, for fear of seeing a priest with a light blond beard in some corner!

"Is that not allowed?" Audrey blinked, then nodded with some regret. "Yes, this is my adventure, and I can't involve Mr. 'World'..."

"Okay." Klein nodded gently, agreeing to hire Miss Audrey.

"What kind of compensation do you need?" Audrey's mood brightened slightly, but then she realized that she couldn't afford to hire an angel!

"The reward is that dragon," Klein said casually, now relaxed.

This matter involves Miss "Justice," and I'm already caught in the middle; there's no escaping it.

Moreover, this time it should be like the last time at the Giants' Court; Adam just needs to confirm some things and it shouldn't pose any danger to his life.

—This is Backlund, after all.

Klein, with a perfectly normal expression, agreed on a departure time with Audrey, and naturally took his leave. Once he stepped out of the Dream Church, he was instantly back on "Source Castle".

"It's like meeting Adam again... These two brothers seem to be my natural enemies!" Klein had a profound understanding of the difficult living conditions in Backlund.

He had only been back in Backlund for two days when he fell into the fate arranged by Adam.

Helplessly, he looked at Miss "Justice" through the cause-and-effect connection. This noble lady was completely unaware; her mind should not have been affected, but every step she took was in step with the beat of fate.

"A dragon? This involves something even Adam was concerned about?"

The dragon race suffered heavy casualties in the war at the end of the Second Age. Only a small number of them escaped with their lives, and after being hunted down, only a few remained.

"Psychological Alchemy, Adam, the heretics, what's the connection between them...?" Klein scratched his head, unable to figure it out.

After that, he could only resign himself to waiting for the time he had agreed to meet with "Miss Justice".

It's not that he can't escape his predetermined fate, but since Miss "Justice" is already part of his destiny, he needs to take care of her.

Of course, another reason is that, judging from the previous "cooperation," since Adam arranged this fate, there will naturally be corresponding rewards.

"A dragon..." Klein's pupils suddenly contracted, and he reached out and summoned a book from the pile of clutter.

Grosse's Travels!

This book represents the deepest connection between Klein and dragons.

"Adam and the 'Imaginary Dragon'?" Klein's expression was somewhat peculiar, and he finally saw the crux of the matter.

……

Late at night, Klein arrived outside the Dream Church and met Audrey Hall, who had teleported there through a dream.

The noblewoman was wearing a blue cloak, the hood of which concealed her bright face.

"Miss Justice, let's go." Klein nodded slightly to Miss Justice and led her on a "journey" of not short distance to their destination.

"Mr. 'World,' this time I'll take you into the dream world." Miss "Justice" waved her hand gently, and the power of the "Dream Walker" made the place where the two of them were become illusory.

Both Klein and Audrey entered the dream world of this village.

This is information Audrey received from the Psychological Alchemy Society: the dreams in this dragon-worshipping village contain traces of a spiritual dragon!

What the two of them did was to explore the collective dream of this village and find traces of the spiritual dragon.

"As expected, there is a deeply hidden dragon worship here." Audrey arrived at the village square and keenly sensed the presence of a dragon from the blurry and messy marks on the ground.

With a gentle wave of her hand, the chaotic marks on the square began to rearrange themselves, and a second later, these marks transformed into a giant dragon symbol.

Klein nodded slightly. Miss Justice was now a "Manipulator," a highly experienced Extraordinary.

Klein's gaze lingered on the dragon symbol for two seconds before turning to the houses surrounding the square.

Each house here is slightly different from the houses outside. The houses here are more elegant and solemn, with classical doors with relief carvings. Under the starlight at night, they look particularly mysterious, making people want to know what is hidden behind them.

In a flash, Klein suddenly understood what they represented in the dream.

"These are the doors to the heart; behind each door lies the inner world of its owner," Audrey explained to Klein.

"Normally, one only needs to push open this door to glimpse the deepest memories of its owner." Audrey's tone was slightly complicated.

"However, spying can sometimes be a form of pollution." Klein nodded thoughtfully.

His understanding of the power of the mind has always remained superficial. He has never studied real psychology in depth, but he can still judge the hidden rules based solely on his knowledge of occultism.

Once you delve into someone's inner world, the "audience" is no longer just an "audience." Even the "manipulator" can be corrupted by the darkest thoughts hidden in someone else's heart.

Klein controls the illusionary realm "Abyss" and understands the power of such dark thoughts.

"Let's go." Following her spiritual intuition, Audrey walked to the building deepest in the village.

It was a small, unremarkable chapel, yet it still made Klein frown slightly.

"Justice" and "World" exchanged a glance. "Justice" adjusted its breathing and steadily reached out to grasp the doorknob.

As the wooden door opened, the scene inside was gradually revealed.

This was no longer a room; the ground was covered with rounded stones and clumps of dark green weeds, and the depths were shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see clearly.

"The World" slowly walked in, while "Justice" lagged behind by a step.

(End of this chapter)