Mystery: The Witch of Desire

"It looks like an ordinary quill pen... Its purpose is to make what you write down destined to come true?"

"No, it shouldn't be that simple... Otherwise, Ince Zangwill could simply write 'Saint Selena's ashes sprouted wings and flew to Ince Zangwill's hands,' and then sit at home and wait..."

"This must have certain limitations..."

"'0-08' most likely doesn't have direct offensive capabilities, otherwise Ince Zangwell would have already stormed the Charis Gate in Tingen City..."

"This item, located at the very top of all the sealed artifacts, can make people unconsciously act according to its description? Is that the reason for all those coincidences?"

Klein listened to Livre's guess and said with some alarm:

"If that's really the case, '0-08' is truly terrifying. Even Megaos, who was pregnant with the offspring of an evil god, followed its arrangements... No wonder '0' level sealed artifacts are extremely dangerous, with the highest level of importance and the highest level of secrecy. They cannot be inquired about, cannot be passed on, cannot be described, and cannot be spied on..."

Klein stopped tapping the edge of the table and tried to divine the answer to the question about '0-08', but unfortunately, the information was incomplete and he failed.

Seeing that several minutes had passed, he decided to return to the real world as soon as possible, so he stopped worrying and wrote down the second-to-last divination statement:

"The city where Ince Zangwell is currently located."

Leaning back in the high-backed chair, Klein silently recited the divination phrases seven times before entering the dream once more, into that hazy, gray world.

The hazy world suddenly cracked open, and the scene from the dream appeared on the gray fog like a projection:

It was a rushing, wide, and slightly turbid river.

A magnificent bridge spans the great river, and docks line both banks, bustling with goods and numerous workers.

On the northeast bank of the great river, there are rows of houses, most of which have the characteristics of the current architecture of the Kingdom of Rune: polygonal hipped roofs, domed windows, and no verandas facing the street. In addition, there are also many Gothic buildings.

The streets here are bustling with people, horse-drawn carriages come and go, and strange machines can be seen from time to time.

The further east you go, the more chimneys there are, and the thicker the smoke becomes. The further west you go, the higher the terrain becomes, with houses of various shades of gray-blue, beige, or light yellow spiraling upwards, surrounding the magnificent palace and a towering Gothic clock tower.

when!

The bells rang out, and Klein awoke, looking at his lover who seemed lost in thought.

"The Land of Hope, the City of All, Backlund!"

Livre confidently described the city in the picture.

Perhaps due to the existence of the sealed artifact "0-08", and since Ince Zangwell should have become a demigod, Klein could not directly divine the other party's exact location, but could only divine the city where the other party was located.

Of course, without the mysterious space above the gray fog to eliminate interference, even the city itself probably wouldn't be able to be divined.

Next, Klein divined the location of Lannus and discovered that the other was also in Backlund.

"So, go to Backlund... that's where you live too."

Klein sighed and looked at his lover.

Livre laughed and teased:

"Tsk tsk tsk, is the fleeing Fool coming to seek refuge with his poor fellow villagers?"

Klein's cheeks flushed slightly, then he cleared his throat and said in a serious tone:

"Perhaps I need some help from you in the early stages to rent a suitable house and settle down as soon as possible... However, I won't keep asking you for things. I will get on the right track as soon as possible and repay your help."

Livre leaned back in her seat and said with a smile:

"Sure, I'll arrange it for you. As for the payment... well, I'll have to ask you for it gradually."

Klein shuddered at her alluring smile, feeling as if he was about to be completely devoured.

“Oh, right.” Livre suddenly remembered something, propped her elbows on the table, and looked at Klein, “What’s your real name? I mean your real name before you transmigrated.”

"Why are you asking that?" Klein was a little confused, but he still answered, "My name is Zhou Mingrui. What's yours?"

“My name is… Li Wei…” Li Wei smiled slightly awkwardly, “When you were buried, I was thinking, if some of us can’t go back, and some of us do, then we can take care of each other’s families for a while…”

"So that's how it is..."

Klein's expression turned somewhat dejected for a moment, but he quickly recovered and the two exchanged their home addresses in a friendly manner.

"However, I never expected you to actually be a woman. I always suspected that you were a witch who was actually a man."

Klein looked Livia up and down, and said with some curiosity.

"Hehe...hehe..."

With Livre's somewhat stiff smile, Klein sent her above the gray mist, then enveloped himself in spiritual energy to simulate the feeling of falling.

Back in the real world, he slowly walked out of his hiding place and said with some melancholy:

"Before I go to Backlund, I want to see the captain again, and my brother and sister."

Livre did not stop her, but simply nodded silently.

She walked to Klein's side, took out a handful of silver powder, and sprinkled it in front of her, causing their figures to disappear piece by piece.

"Now I finally understand why you were able to show up in my bedroom without a word."

Klein looked around at his invisible body and sighed with a wry smile.

Unbeknownst to him, Klein followed Livia like a lost soul into the nearest street, turning one side street after another.

He first went to Zotland Street, outside the Blackthorn Security Company.

The huge hole in the roof has not yet been repaired, and scattered bricks and tiles are still piled up next to the broken wall.

Klein could see Leonard, who was on night duty, sitting in the third-floor reception hall, nodding off until he was completely slumped over the table.

"Shall we go in and see Dunn?"

Liviel took out another handful of silver powder, preparing to enhance her invisibility.

Klein remained silent for a few seconds, then spoke in a hoarse voice:

"No, never mind..."

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a soft creak sounded, and a slightly hunched figure pushed open the door from behind the partition and walked out.

"team leader……"

Klein could hardly believe his eyes. At that moment, Dunn's hair was gray, his back was no longer straight, and his weathered face looked as if he had aged twenty years.

Dunn slowly walked to Leonard's side and gently draped his coat over him.

Then, he raised his head and looked out at the night outside the broken wall.

Whether by coincidence or fate, his gaze fell upon the invisible Klein.

Klein lost control of his emotions, tears welling up in his eyes, his figure trembling slightly in the air.

Livre quickly grabbed his shoulder and left Blackthorn Security Company.

Once he reached the street, Klein let out a long sigh and said:

"He is the best boss I have ever met."

"They are also the guardians of the people of Tingen..."

Livre added in a low voice, gently patting Klein's shoulder.

Klein wandered aimlessly for an unknown amount of time before finding himself standing on Narcissus Street, opposite his home with his brother and sister.

Finally, Klein returned here.

He took a step forward with a hint of delight, then suddenly stopped, a bitter smile appearing on his face as he muttered to himself with a self-deprecating tone:

"If I went over and knocked on the door, Melissa would probably faint on the spot... Benson would probably start losing his hair from nervousness, and then try his best to calmly convince me to do it in the name of the curly-haired baboon..."

Livre thought for a moment, then calmly said:

"If you want to see them, I can help you change your appearance."

The writhing hunger contains the Faceless Man's power; Klein can disguise himself as someone else simply by wearing it.

Klein paused for a moment, then shook his head reluctantly after a long while:

"I'm afraid that once I've seen it, I'll be even more attached to it..."

He gazed intently at the familiar gate before heading towards Iron Cross Street.

"That's good... I won't be involved with them in the future... The compensation from the Night Watch team and the police department will definitely be enough for them to live a stable middle-class life, even if Melissa doesn't find a job and Benson is unemployed..."

He was speaking as if to Livre, but also as if to himself, rambling on somewhat incoherently.

After walking silently for a while, Klein began to feel his own exhaustion, but as a "dead man," he had nothing but the clothes he was wearing, the citrine pendant he carried, and the dressing mirror, including gold pounds, sours, and pennies.

Livre gave him one hundred pounds in cash, used her identification to book a hotel room, and led the invisible Klein inside, saying softly:

"You can rest here for the night, and tomorrow you can take the earliest steam train to Backlund. I will prepare accommodation and identification for you in Backlund."

Klein, somewhat exhausted, collapsed onto the bed, unable to hide his gratitude, and said:

"Miss, I really don't know how to thank you..."

Livr opened the gas timer valve, filled a kettle with water, and placed it on the stove:

"The day after tomorrow is the Tarot meeting. They might report on Qilingus's situation, so you should get yourself in a good state of mind."

Klein nodded, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes: Yes, I'm still the boss of the Tarot Club, and I still need to play the Fool in front of Miss Justice and the others...

After tidying up a bit, Livre looked around and finally her gaze settled on Klein, a doting smile spreading across her face.

"I have to go now."

"If anything happens, remember to contact me through Gray Fog."

Klein looked into his lover's tender eyes, his own eyes stung, and a warm feeling welled up inside him.

Of all the women he'd met in his two lifetimes, aside from his mother, perhaps only his lover had treated him so well…

“I will repay you, my lover…”

Without realizing it, he pursed his lips, like a primary school student deeply moved after listening to a lesson on love on Mother's Day.

"fool……"

Liviel smiled gently, touched the sapphire ring on her finger, and disappeared from the spot.

The moment it appeared inside the inn in the Jowood district of Backlund, the Mirror of Arodes trembled with excitement, and several lines of text appeared on its surface:

"Beautiful lady, where have you been? I can smell the great aura of a ruler from the spirit realm on you!"

The ruler of the spirit world? What does that even mean?

Livre was somewhat bewildered, but through her interactions with Arrodes, she had already learned how to extract benefits from this mirror:

"I think this should be considered a problem."

She spoke with a smile.

Arodes remained silent for a few seconds before reluctantly displaying new words:

"Sure, if you answer my question, I can answer one of your questions for free."

Livre smiled with satisfaction as she carefully recalled the people and things she had seen since parting ways with Arrodes.

She carefully reviewed the records and realized that during this period, she seemed to have only met the people who attended Klein's funeral and Klein himself.

Could it be that among these people is a great ruler from the spirit world?

Liviel found it somewhat absurd; if that were true, the Tingen Nightwalker squad wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses.

If we're talking about things, then she activated the power of the sapphire ring and followed Klein into the gray fog.

The sapphire ring, after all, originated from Chik and could indeed be worthy of such a high position as the ruler of the spirit world, but he had used it in front of Arodes before, and it did not react at all.

Could it be because of Klein's gray fog?

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Thinking of this, Livre shrugged and said:

"To be honest, I haven't encountered any special people or things during this period. Here's what we'll do: if you sense the aura of a spirit ruler on me again, just tell me, and I'll use the process of elimination to help you find out."

Arodes paused for a few seconds, then reluctantly accepted the answer.

Great, I got a free question. Next time I ask a question, I don't have to endure Arodes's awful humor...

Liviel lay on the bed in a good mood, slowly feeling the exhaustion engulf her.

These days, she has really put in a lot of effort for Klein.

Finally, I can get a good night's sleep...