Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 126 What's on the other side of the sea?

"An avatar of Amon?"

Yu Jin muttered to himself, then looked up at Amon, who was wrapped around the 'sun' in the image, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Seeing Ember present, Klein felt reassured. Even if he couldn't handle it, Ember was there as a backup, so there was nothing to fear! Next, he only needed to deliver the secret ritual to the 'Sun' as planned to leverage the power above the gray fog and eliminate Amon's clone.

But at that moment, Ember suddenly spoke:

"Mr. Fool, do you need any help?"

"Um?"

Klein's expression shifted slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The reason he used information about the 'Primordial World' as an excuse to invite Ember to the Gray Fog was merely to provide a safety net, rather than directly asking him to take action. Firstly, he was concerned about the 'Fool's' reputation, and secondly, he couldn't afford a sufficient 'price'.

Although Yu Jin still owed him a favor, he thought it best to save his energy to prevent himself from being burned one day.

However, if Ember takes the initiative to act, then the initiative will fall to the Fool.

Klein suppressed his inner joy, striving to maintain the Fool's enigmatic demeanor, and said in a slightly mocking tone:

"Interesting. What are you planning to do?"

The reason for asking this question was simply because Klein himself didn't know what to do.

Ember definitely has the ability to act above the gray fog. After all, the fact that he took out both a ring and a knife is enough to prove that whether or not he can act is not a question of whether he wants to or not.

But Klein couldn't let Amon ascend above the gray fog; the variables would be too great, and he dared not gamble. But if they didn't ascend above the gray fog, how could they, belonging to two different worlds, possibly harm each other?

"It's very simple."

Faced with the Fool's question, Ember pondered for a moment and slowly replied, "All that's needed is for Mr. Fool to 'bestow' me upon the 'Sun'."

"Uh-huh?"

Klein's eye twitched. Is this even possible?

He had performed both "sacrifice" and "bestowal" more than once—

After all, there were still a bunch of supernatural creature corpses that Mr. Hanged Man had sacrificed in a corner above the gray fog. But he had only "given" inanimate objects before; he had never really thought of giving them to "living people."

Ultimately, the area above the gray fog is similar to the 'spirit realm,' where all beings appear are their astral spirits, or 'souls.' While it is theoretically possible to 'grant' souls, this undoubtedly carries some potential unknown risks.

While Klein had attempted to summon his own soul, he had done so only after performing divination above the gray mist and confirming there were no risks. Even so, his soul could not remain outside his body for extended periods, as this would severely deplete his spiritual energy.

But with Ember here, he can't perform divination in his presence. However, if he can't perform divination, the uncertainty is too great, not to mention the potential risks…

Klein hesitated for a long time before finally tapping his finger lightly on the table and saying in a deep voice:

"Are you sure? The ritual of bestowing a 'soul' isn't that stable; accidents might happen."

Ember smiled and asked in return:

How can you be sure I am a 'soul'?

The Fool remained silent, unsure of the current state of the Ember. You say he's not a soul? He currently appears above the gray mist as a 'celestial being' or rather, a 'quasi-celestial being'.

But if you call him a soul, he was, after all, an "undead" who had been burned to ashes. Theoretically, both his soul and body had been completely burned away, leaving only a pile of "remnants".

"Knock~ knock!"

Klein tapped his fingers lightly on the bronze table. Without much thought, he smiled and spoke:

"This is a very dangerous attempt, but since you insist on going..."

"Then, as you wish."

After a pause, Klein continued, "This can offset some of the favors."

Yu Jin nodded slightly, without haggling. It seemed that to him, the amount of this favor owed was meaningless.

But for Klein, his inner thoughts were extremely active at this moment—

It can offset a favor, but only a tiny bit, even if it's just a tiny fraction. But as long as there's even a tiny bit of a favor left, it ensures that Yu Jin will always owe him one, so he'll have to hesitate before burning himself! At least he'll have to postpone it a little, right?

As for saying that he owes Yu Jin a favor?

Huh? That's a favor Klein Moretti owes, what does it have to do with me, "The Fool"!

With this thought in mind, Klein felt reassured and immediately channeled his spirituality, responding in a low voice to the little "sun":

"I see.

I have something for you to do.

Set up a bestowal ceremony.

"The Sun" Derrick suddenly awoke from his dreamless slumber. Before him lay an endless gray fog, and above him stood the "Fool," while in his ears echoed a series of illusory and lofty words.

Derrick followed Mr. Fool's instructions without hesitation and immediately began preparing the materials for the ceremony. However, he couldn't help feeling a little strange; Mr. Fool's response seemed slightly slow this time. Was it because what he was reporting wasn't important enough?

Derrick felt a pang of discouragement at this thought. But the next second, a sudden shock struck him, and a strong sense of guilt welled up inside him. How could I have done this? Derrick, how could you think of Mr. 'The Fool' like that?

With a heavy heart, Derrick walked around the table twice, then carefully closed the window, lit the candles, and began the ritual to request a blessing.

Soon, the deep red star corresponding to the 'sun' above the gray fog shone brightly, quickly spreading out ripples and condensing into a phantom and mysterious gate. Meanwhile, a small amount of power was stirred across the entire gray fog, flowing like water.

Hearing the layers of prayers, Klein lowered his head and looked at Ember beside him, as if asking him if he was ready.

Ember's response was as concise and clear as ever. He nodded slightly and stepped towards the illusory door.

"Phew! If he's not afraid of me, what do I have to be afraid of?"

Klein chuckled inwardly, while also letting out a long sigh of relief.

As the embers walked toward the gate, they also spread their spirituality, causing the flowing gray mist power to surge toward the illusory gate, forcefully pushing open a crack and stabilizing the transmission channel.

And now, all that's left is for the embers to enter...

Klein, who had been relatively calm, suddenly narrowed his eyes. In his vision, within the 'sun' silhouette outlined by the illusory light of the crimson star, a withered hand, reduced to skin and bone, suddenly stretched forward, slowly but resolutely grasping at the boundary of the crimson star, giving the impression that it was penetrating reality and entering the spiritual realm!

That Amon is trying to open the boundary by using the illusory gate and the connection above the gray fog, and reach his hand into the gray fog!

Almost instantly, his entire upper body had disappeared into the illusory gate! It was as if he could pass through the illusory gate above the gray mist at any moment!

Ugh!

For the first time, the boundless gray-white mist became somewhat chaotic, as if the previous "flow" had gathered into waves and a strong wind.

Klein's heart tightened, and he almost instinctively reached for the "Black Emperor" card in front of him.

But before that, Ember had already entered the illusory gate. Klein stopped what he was doing and began to anxiously await the result. In the 'passage' connecting the two 'illusory gates' located in different worlds, Ember and Amon met unexpectedly.

Only Amon, whose upper body had squeezed into the illusory portal, stopped moving. Looking at the embers blocking his way, he adjusted his monocle, a smile playing on his lips, and said with great interest:

"That's interesting."

Yu Jin nodded slightly and said in the same way:

"really."

Although they had already met, neither of them seemed to have any intention of making a move; they simply stood there motionless.

Until a streak of starlight, like the tail of a comet in space, or a dazzling galaxy in the dark depths of the sky, passed through the embers' body from the side and crashed straight into Amon's body!

Comet Yazler!

At that moment, Yu Jin seemed to see a stiff expression appear on Amon's face, which had been adorned with a confident smile.

Clearly, as the "God of Deception," he never imagined that he would one day be ambushed!

"Bang!"

Due to the narrowness of the passage, and the fact that Amon's upper body was already inside the illusory gate, he seemed to have nowhere to retreat and was struck head-on by Comet Azler! In just an instant, his body was completely swallowed up by the stellar torrent!

Without hesitation, Ember flipped his right hand, and a staff that seemed to be made of wood or stone appeared in his palm, with a blue gem embedded at the top.

In an instant, endless pale blue energy gathered wildly at the tip of the crystal staff, eventually coalescing into a terrifying torrent! The seemingly inexhaustible pale blue energy surged from the tip of the staff, transforming into a torrent of soul energy that could surpass light, instantly engulfing Amon's upper body along with Comet Azle!

【Soul Torrent】

When Lothric and the Grand Archives were founded

The magic taught by the primordial sage.

It can shoot out a large amount of soul torrents.

The First Sages were not merely those who doubted the linking of the fire.

Furthermore, it is rumored that she was also the prince's tutor in private.

"good!"

Klein, who was watching the game, was overjoyed and thought to himself that it was really exciting!

There's no point in reasoning with these heretics; the right way is for everyone to stand shoulder to shoulder! Is this a gang fight? No! This is a righteous two-on-one!

The surging soul of the Primordial Sage and the primal magic of Azrael collided and sparked a fierce flame!

In Amon.

Regardless of what Amon felt, at least Klein was thoroughly enjoying it.

Two kings serve me alone, isn't that a great blessing?

In my opinion, Amon is nothing more than a target for sale!

"No, we mustn't be arrogant."

Klein shook his head, took a deep breath to calm himself, and kept his grip on the Black Emperor card. Although Ember and his summoned creatures seemed to have the upper hand for the time being, no one knew if Amon had any uncanny tricks up his sleeve to turn the tide.

Therefore, we must be extremely cautious!

In the event of an accident, although he may not be able to play a significant role, at least he cannot simply watch and wait for death.

With this in mind, Klein's gaze never left the battle within the illusory gate. However, due to the dazzling light of the two torrents, and the fact that Amon's entire body was covered by the torrents, he couldn't see Amon's current situation at all.

Until, the pale blue torrent released by the embers was the first to dim.

"What's going on?! Your mana bar is empty?! Did you take a potion?! Where's your elemental bottle?!"

Klein's expression shifted slightly; he was already prepared to take over. He hadn't expected Ember to exhaust itself so quickly; this was completely out of character for Ember in his mind—

While this move does consume a 'little' amount of mana, especially when used continuously, it shouldn't be draining its mana so quickly, right?

However, when he saw the other, still surging, deep blue torrent, a look of relief appeared on his face. At least, the embers' unknown summoned creature was still holding up...

The moment that thought crossed my mind, the deep blue torrent quickly dimmed and disappeared.

Klein's expression changed drastically; he wished he could slap himself twice.

How could you not control your mouth? How did you get into the bad habit of drinking toxic milk?

What Klein didn't know was that although the torrent had disappeared, the reason wasn't because the mana bar was empty.

It's because Amon had already sent it.

【The extraordinary characteristics lost by Amon, the Blasphemer】

Upon receiving the notification, Ember chose to stop, and the Imitation Tear naturally also gradually stopped under his command.

As for the illusory gate that had originally 'blocked' Amon, it was now completely empty.

Klein glanced at the illusory gate, then at the 'sun,' and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the other party's spirit was no longer possessed by anything strange.

So, is that a complete solution?

Meanwhile, Derrick in Silver City was also terrified.

Because he also saw the transparent, illusory figure covering his spirit, a figure dressed in a black classical robe, wearing a matching pointed soft hat, and with a crystal monocle on its face, coiled around him like a python. It was Amon, whom he had seen in the prison!

Unbeknownst to him, Amon had already secretly possessed him, without even the chief knowing.

"Fortunately, Mr. Fool found him and dealt with him."

Derrick, who had been terrified, breathed a sigh of relief, and an expression of reverence instinctively appeared on his face. He subconsciously recited the words described in his mythology course:

"Praise be to you, great Mr. Fool."

In the deep darkness, where no one knew where, a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, illuminating the surroundings.

By the light of the lightning, a heavy, wide, gray-white building could be vaguely seen at the bottom of the ravine.

The figure was dressed in a black classical robe and a matching pointed soft hat. He had black curly hair, black eyes, a broad forehead, and thin cheeks, just like the phantom that Derrickberg had seen.

He raised his hand and pinched the monocle made of crystal, then turned his head to look to the left, gazing into the distance.

"really"

He suddenly whispered something in Old Fussack.

After a pause, the figure smiled and uttered a single word:

"Fool."

As soon as he finished speaking, he prepared to jump into the ditch in front of him.

But for some reason, he paused and waited.

Then came the second one...

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Amon's expression turned serious, and he finally realized a serious problem.

His clone died, but his extraordinary abilities did not return!

Just now, in order to withstand the attack of that torrent and to successfully break into the source castle in one go, he poured and fused more than just some extraordinary characteristics that could be discarded at will into that clone!

Now, all those extraordinary characteristics are gone! Clearly, he's gone too far.

Fortunately, it's not a major problem. After all, it's not going to cause any serious consequences for the time being.

Amon's solemn expression didn't last long. He adjusted his crystal monocle, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"That's interesting."

……

"It's alright, it's alright."

Seeing that the threat had finally been eliminated, Klein finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least for the time being, he no longer had to worry about Amon's threat, which was a good thing. However, in that case, there was no need to continue the 'Gift' ritual.

After all, Ember had already dealt with Amon; he only needed to return through the illusory gate.

Thinking this, Klein used another portion of his spirituality to stabilize the illusory gate—

He didn't know what would happen if he got lost in there, but it was clearly not a good thing. Fortunately, it wouldn't consume too much of his spiritual energy, enough to bring Ember back.

However, to his surprise, Ember did not turn back, but waited in place for a moment before heading towards the illusory gate on the side of the 'sun'.

"this……"

Klein was somewhat puzzled and guessed, "Does he want to continue testing whether the soul can travel between different areas? But if he really can do that, it would actually be a good thing for the other members of the Tarot Club."

Klein's expression suddenly froze as he thought of this.

Yes, the other members.

To achieve this, someone must simultaneously perform a "gifting" ritual in the real world and also perform the "gifting" above the gray fog. Anyone can perform a "gifting" ritual, but the "gifting" itself can only be performed by Klein.

Klein obviously doesn't have the ability to be in two places at once; he couldn't possibly perform the "Gifting" ritual while simultaneously "Gifting."

This means that members of the Tarot Club will have an additional benefit: they can always seek help from Ember. However, this benefit excludes 'The World' from the list of benefits!

It was clearly me who organized the Tarot Club, whether it was the first time we entered the Gray Fog or the first time we met Ember, I was the one who did it all first!

Why, why did it turn out like this?

Klein felt as if his heart had been pierced by a needle, and he felt an excruciating pain.

Why does it seem like he, as the founder, doesn't enjoy any of the benefits offered by the Tarot Club?

Why is that?!

Klein was in agony, while Ember had already arrived at the illusory gate.

His idea was actually very simple—

After all, the bestowal ceremony had already been arranged, so it wouldn't be right to bestow nothing at all, would it? That would be too embarrassing for the Fool. So even if it was just for the sake of the Fool's face, he still had to go and take a look.

But what no one expected was that the moment Ember stepped out of the illusory gate, Klein could no longer catch a glimpse of him.

"Um?!"

Klein's expression changed drastically; he almost jumped to his feet, his face filled with disbelief. Because Ember hadn't appeared with Little Sun, nor with him. He had vanished without a trace, without a sound!

The little sun in the image was still praying devoutly. He only saw Amon being destroyed, but the illusory gate in front of him remained unchanged. The embers clearly entered that gate, yet they did not appear in the image transmitted by the little sun.

Klein almost instinctively turned his gaze to the cluster of flames that represented the embers, only to find that even that cluster of flames had disappeared, as if it had never existed! Could something have gone wrong?

This sudden turn of events made Klein's expression turn serious, and his mind raced as he began to think of feasible solutions.

Klein remained silent for a long time before finally removing the citrine pendant from his sleeve. Holding a pendulum in his left hand, Klein began to meditate, trying to calm himself and adjust his state of mind.

Given the current situation, perhaps the only thing he can do is to perform divination.

After completing the preparations, Klein conjured a new parchment and silently wrote down the 'divination statement':

"The embers are completely dead."

He then placed the divination phrases on the table, almost letting the citrine pendant touch the words.

After entering a meditative state and completing all the steps of the "pendulum method," Klein opened his eyes and looked at the result:

The citrine pendant was spinning counterclockwise at a considerable speed and with a large amplitude.

This means no!

Klein breathed a sigh of relief, indicating that Ember was not dead. But thinking about it, it made sense; how could someone whose goal was to kill gods die so easily? Especially since this was the 'Ember,' known for its immortality!

After careful consideration, Klein changed the divination statement again:

"Ember is in danger."

This time, the pendulum provided a positive insight.

The embers will indeed encounter danger, and quite a bit of it—

But it was only a small part; for the embers that had once been undead but were now just remnants, death was merely the beginning, not the end.

Klein had a vague idea and wrote down a new divination statement:

"Can I contact Ember again?"

After calmly and quietly finishing his work, Klein noticed that the pendulum was motionless.

Klein was taken aback at first, then chuckled self-deprecatingly. Perhaps because he was too concerned, he even forgot that divination should not be done with questions.

Composing himself, Klein rewrote the divination text:

"I will meet Ember again."

Klein finished the divination, opened his eyes, and found that the citrine pendant was spinning clockwise at a considerable speed and with a significant amplitude.

This meant he could meet Ember again, and not for long. But Klein was still somewhat worried because the flames representing Ember's 'celestial body' had disappeared, and he didn't even know how to pull him onto the gray mist.

After hesitating for a moment, he began the divination again:

"The embers will rise above the gray fog once more."

The pendulum still indicated certainty, and the divination result meant he would reappear, meaning the disappearance of the 'flame' was only temporary? What was the trigger for all of this? Why did the flame disappear, and where are the embers?

Klein suddenly felt a headache, not a faint one, but a real, stabbing pain.

First the Tarot session, then the Amon session, and then these consecutive divinations, the large amount of spiritual energy consumed in a short period of time caused him to have a headache.

After hesitating for a long time, Klein, enduring his headache, wrote down a line of divination:

"Embers lie in the land forsaken by the gods."

The pendulum still indicated affirmation, which immediately stunned Klein, who saw the result.

He hesitated, glancing again at the image projected by the little sun. There was still nothing there; the embers hadn't reappeared. Yet the divination clearly indicated that the embers were indeed in the Forsaken Land.

……

"Hello..."

The slightly timid voice beside him pulled Yu Jin back to reality, and he looked in the direction of the voice. Under the shade of a tree not far away, a young boy dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a cloth bag he had just taken off at his feet, was looking at him cautiously.

Not far from the boy stood a blonde girl dressed in an elaborate, antique-style long dress. Compared to the somewhat nervous, even uneasy, boy, the girl was openly observing Yu Jin, her wine-red eyes filled with curiosity.

Seeing Yu Jin looking over, the girl smiled sweetly and waved her delicate white hand at him.

"Hello, sir."

Yu Jin nodded slightly, as if to greet the two. His gaze unconsciously swept over the girl's middle finger, where a pale red ring adorned her slender, jade-like finger. She noticed Yu Jin's gaze and subtly pulled her hand behind her back, quietly removing the ring, seemingly worried that Yu Jin might try to kill her for it.

Ember quickly put this minor matter out of his mind and began to think about another problem.

Although he hadn't seriously studied the language of this world, with the help of the "Eye of Wisdom," he was able to tell that the other person was speaking the language of giants, and he was also able to communicate with them through the Eye of Wisdom.

However, when Yu Jin looked up at the sky, he couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.

Because above his head, a sun radiating blinding heat was spreading light and heat across the surrounding earth, and the bright sunlight filtered through the dense leaves, casting dappled golden spots of light and shadow on the boy under the shade of the trees.

If he remembered correctly, the place where the 'sun' resided was the land forsaken by the gods, so the bestowal ceremony should have 'given' it to the 'sun' in the land forsaken by the gods. But isn't the land forsaken by the gods devoid of a sun?

What is that thing above his head? An illusion? But even if the sun above his head is an illusion, where is the 'sun' Derrick?

"Is this the land forsaken by God?"

Looking at the boy and the bright-eyed girl cautiously observing him under the shade of the tree, Yu Jin suddenly asked.

"what……"

The boy was stunned for a while, then shook his head, hesitating about how to speak. Finally, he mustered up his courage and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean by the Forsaken Land. I've never heard of such a place."

Yu Jin seemed slightly surprised and pressed for an answer:

"Is this the Northern Continent or the Southern Continent?"

The boy was somewhat bewildered, but the girl's clear voice spoke in Yu Jin's ear:

"This is the Eastern Continent; the Northern and Southern Continents are on the other side of the sea."

"The Eastern Continent?"

Yu Jin wore a thoughtful expression; he clearly had no concept of the Eastern Continent in his memory. This wasn't because he was 'unlearned,' although he was indeed somewhat unlearned. But more so because the others in the Kingdom of Rune also lacked the concept of the Eastern Continent!

While Yu Jin was still pondering, the boy on the other side couldn't help but ask:

"Sir, are you a noble vampire?"

Upon hearing the boy's address, Yu Jin's expression suddenly turned strange:

"Noble? Vampires? If you mean vampires by vampires, then I think it's probably not."

"vampire……"

Upon hearing Yu Jin's reply, the boy suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, his expression gradually stiffened, and his body tensed.

The girl beside her asked curiously:

"Sir, are you even human?"

Yu Jin was immediately delighted. After thinking for a moment, he did not deny it and nodded slightly.

The girl looked thoughtful, while the boy seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, even showing a hint of overjoyment in his eyes. But then, as if remembering something, he couldn't help but add a word of advice:

"Sir, although the vampire race has declined, they have not disappeared. You'd better, well, not use the word 'vampire' so casually, as it will make them feel insulted."

"Of course, you shouldn't say such things in front of vampires, nor in front of anyone else. After all, vampires don't look much different from us, and none of us know how many vampires are still hiding among humans."

Yu Jin nodded thoughtfully, which the boy thought meant that Yu Jin had taken his words to heart, but his eyes remained cautious.

But in fact, Ember was actually thinking about another question:

He had never heard of the Eastern Continent, and neither had the boy and girl before him. But what they had in common was that they both knew about the Northern and Southern Continents, and they were clearly speaking the same 'giant language'.

On the other hand, their assessment of the strength of the "vampires" was completely different. In Ember's impression, the vampires' situation was no different from those of secret organizations and wild extraordinary individuals; they could only hide and flee in various kingdoms.

However, in the eyes of the other party, although the situation of the vampires seems equally precarious, their status and strength are far superior to those of humans.

These differences immediately made Yu Jin realize a problem—

He time-traveled again.

Of course, he didn't feel like he had traveled to another world.

In other words, this may not be a spatial journey, but rather a journey through time.

And proving this is quite simple.

Ember looked up at the two people under the shade of the tree and asked:

"What era are we in now?"

"era?"

The boy paused for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "What does 'epoch' mean?"

Yu Jin looked at the girl beside him who seemed to know more than the boy.

The girl pouted angrily and muttered under her breath:

"I don't know everything."

"never mind."

Ember's expression was also somewhat helpless; cross-channel communication was indeed a bit difficult. He casually asked, "What's your name?"

"Allen".

The seemingly honest boy was about to answer the question, but before he could say anything more, the girl beside him said with a smile, "He is Allen, and I am Alice, Allen's older sister."

Allen opened his mouth, hesitated, but ultimately just lowered his head silently, which was considered an admission.

Alice spoke, then suddenly asked with some curiosity, "Sir, how should I address you?"

After a moment of silence, Ember slowly said, "You can call me Ash."

……

"Now there's one last thing to do."

Above the gray fog, Klein rubbed his temples to relieve the needle-like pain in his mind.

Although the divination had indicated that the embers wouldn't be in much danger and would re-establish contact with them, no one could be certain how long that would take. A day or two would be fine, but what if it were a month or two, or even half a year?

To minimize the impact of the Ember's disappearance, Klein felt it was necessary to do something. After all, the Ember's disappearance was inextricably linked to him.

His first task was to notify Miss Magician, who had been staying with Ember.

As Klein sat back down in the 'Fool's' seat, he stretched out his right hand, spreading his spirituality, and touched the crimson star corresponding to the Magician.

In the basement of a villa on the outskirts of Connaught, Fors was trying to buy time for Ember to meet Mr. Fool in the bathroom. Suddenly, a surging crimson light appeared before her eyes, completely engulfing her unprepared.

Once she adjusted to the changes, the sacred palace supported by stone pillars reappeared in her field of vision, along with the mottled, ancient bronze table.

As always, Mr. Fool was shrouded in a gray mist, sitting at the head of the long bronze table.

But to Fors’s surprise, she didn’t see Ember here.

But Ember just said he was going to the restroom, which translates to seeing Mr. Fool, right? Has their conversation ended? Or did something unexpected happen?

Fors felt a pang of anxiety, a sense of unease creeping over him.

She wasn't stupid; Mr. Fool couldn't possibly be unaware that there were other people around her, yet he still pulled her, completely unprepared, into the gray fog, which suggests that something unexpected must have happened.

No, we should look on the bright side; it might not necessarily be a bad thing.

As Fors was lost in thought, Mr. Fool's deep voice rang in her ear:

"Miss Magician, please check on Mr. Lover's condition as soon as possible."

Before Fors could even react, Klein cut off all contact with her.

It wasn't that he wanted to pretend to be a riddle teller; it was just that his spiritual energy was running out! Just pulling Miss Fors up above the gray fog to say that one sentence had consumed a lot of his remaining spiritual energy, and he had to use it sparingly.

Moreover, Miss Magician is not alone now, and there isn't much time for long discussions with her.

"really!"

Having been cut off from contact, Fors felt incredibly heavy-hearted as his consciousness returned to his body.

Although Mr. Fool's words were brief, they revealed a very important message:

Just as she had guessed, something unexpected happened on Yu Jin's side.

"Excuse me, I'm going to the restroom."

Fors pursed her lips, quickly spoke to the other Abrahams in the meeting room, and turned to leave.

"What happened?"

Dorian was taken aback when he saw Fors's appearance, and a sense of worry and doubt inevitably crept into his heart. In his eyes, Fors suddenly stared blankly for a moment, and then his expression turned somewhat grim, as if he had received some terrible news.

But the other Abrahams did not notice this, as they were still basking in the joy of the curse being lifted.

As Fors left the basement, she ran into Emma, ​​the housekeeper, on the first floor, and immediately asked:

"Ms. Emma, ​​have you seen Ash?"

"Mr. Blake?"

Emma asked a question in return, and after Fors nodded, she replied, "He just left from the basement and went upstairs; he must have gone back to his room."

"Thanks."

Fors thanked her and hurriedly ran upstairs, through the corridor, and confirmed with a passing maid that Ember had entered the room and hadn't come out since. This gave Fors a glimmer of hope, and she rushed back to their room.

However, when she opened the door, the layout of the room was as usual, but she did not see Yu Jin.

Although Fors didn't find any trace of Ember, she noticed a dent in the sofa. Reaching out to touch it, she found it still warm, indicating that Ember had been sitting on it not long ago, or perhaps for quite some time.

But now, he's disappeared, vanished without a trace.

"No, no way...the restroom, yes, he might be in the restroom!"

Fors's face paled, and she took a few steps back in panic, yet in her haste, she seemed to grasp at a glimmer of hope. She hurried toward the bathroom in her room, but when she mustered her courage and pushed open the door with trembling hands, she found it empty.

Only at this moment did she resign herself to accepting this fact.

The embers have disappeared.

"Mr. Fool, Mr. Fool, you must know something!"

In her panic, Fors grasped at the last straw, hastily wiping her face and whispering a devout prayer in a slightly trembling voice:

"A fool who doesn't belong to this era;"

"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog;"

"You are the king of yellow and black who holds the key to good fortune."

"As you requested, I have confirmed the situation with Ember; he is missing. If you know anything, please tell me what happened, and I am willing to pay any price for it."

"They're here."

Above the gray fog, Klein, still rubbing his temples to relieve his headache, heard a faint plea in his ear, and his expression shifted slightly. Gazing at the ever-expanding and contracting crimson star, he decisively extended his spirituality and chose to listen.

The next second, the slightly trembling voice of "The Magician" entered his mind, causing Klein to show a somewhat astonished expression:

"Missing? No, that's not too strange."

Klein shook his head, forcibly suppressing the surprise in his heart.

Ember is not human after all... well, although it sounds like an insult, he really isn't human. Essentially, he's just a pile of burnt 'residue,' and neither his body nor his soul can be clearly described in his current state.

Although theoretically only Ember's 'quasar body' has disappeared, it is not impossible that Ember, who has no concept of body and soul, would also lose his body when his 'quasar body' disappears.

Moreover, given the current situation, this might actually be a good thing—

At least Miss Magician doesn't have to think about how to explain the body left behind by the embers to the Abrahams.

Klein tried to find humor in his suffering, but these thoughts only lasted for a moment.

He quickly composed himself and spoke in a gentle, soothing tone:

"Don't panic, he was just cooperating with me to do a small experiment."

"try?"

Fors looked puzzled, but her panicked heart was somewhat calmed by Mr. Fool's words.

After all, she knew that Mr. Fool often encouraged members of the Tarot Club to try things out, and these attempts had always brought positive changes to the Tarot Club.

"Yes, try it."

Klein leaned back in his chair, trying to maintain a relaxed expression, and smiled, saying, "Remember what I told you? Ember isn't human; he doesn't have the concept of 'body' and soul. To him, the two are one."

"So when his soul appears above the gray fog and cooperates with me in making some small attempts, his body will also disappear."

"Of course, this is something I only confirmed after I 'tried' it."

"Mr. Fool".

Fors believed the Fool's story, which calmed her initial panic somewhat, but she still asked hesitantly, "Won't your attempt endanger the Ember?"

"Danger."

The Fool seemed to chuckle, his tone still relaxed and even slightly mocking, "There is indeed danger, but it won't be him."

Having finally managed to fool the magician, 'The Fool' cut off contact once again.

However, he did not remain in the gray mist but returned to his body in reality. The moment he returned, a sharp pain shot through his mind, and his eyelids became incredibly heavy, making it impossible to open them.

He felt completely powerless, his sense of direction was completely lost, and he lost all awareness of his surroundings. After a dizzying spin, he collapsed stiffly onto the bed.

This was the first time he had experienced such a complete spiritual depletion, and now the only thing Klein could be thankful for was...

Before entering the gray fog, he deliberately chose an angle so that he could fall onto the bed as gently as possible when he returned.

(End of this chapter)