Part 5 The Red Priestess Chapter 58 The Third Movement

　　The Gray Mouse …… Klein’s eyelids fluttered slightly, and without hesitation, he turned around and walked back into the semi-open room, all the way out of here to the master bedroom and into the lavatory.

　　This entire time, he didn’t skip a beat, as if he was repeating something that happened multiple times a day.

　　As soon as he had unlocked the bathroom door, Klein took four steps backward through the gray fog of murmuring and hissing, and sat down in the high-backed chair belonging to the “Fool”.

　　Before doing so, he had asked his valet, Njoni, who stood in the corridor, to whisper a prayer to Kavituva, the god of the sea.

　　With the help of the corresponding point of light, Klein, who had beckoned for the Scepter of Poseidon, extended his vision outward and locked onto the carriage that was heading for the residence of Senator Macht, that is to say, No. 39 Birklund Street.

　　And this time, it was no longer the gray rat leaning against the glass window, leisurely enjoying the view of the street, but a young man wearing a silk bowler hat and a black trench coat.

　　He had black hair and eyes, a thin face with a broad forehead, and wore a monocle made of carved crystal, holding a faint smile, just like the “blasphemer”, “angel of time”, the son of the Creator, Amon!

　　Although Klein was mentally prepared for this, his spirit tensed up and a feeling of coldness arose in his body.

　　Amon clearly appeared in his original form, but he who had stolen the fate of the rat demigod was a gray rat in everyone’s eyes, and no one suspected it.

　　This is similar to his brother, “imaginary angel” Adam’s ability, both make people think more and more horrible, but the essence is very different!

　　If it weren’t for the gray fog, if it weren’t for the further mastery of this place, I wouldn’t have found …… Klein, half thankful, half alarmed, expanded his “vision” outward, looking for Amon’s doppelgangers.

　　Compared to the graft of fate, the traces of “parasitism” are relatively more distinct.

　　But Klein found nothing this time.

　　Whether it was the other passengers, the horses dragging the carriages, or the surrounding trees and air, none of them had been “parasitized”!

　　This is not quite the same as what that old grandpa Leonard said. …… When an Amon appears, shouldn’t it be accompanied by multiple Amon? k is aware that he has been discovered by the “trickster” of the Church of the Night, and suspects that Birklund Street is under surveillance, so he only sent a K knew that he had been discovered by the “trickster” of the Church of Darkness and suspected that Birklund Street was under surveillance, so he only sent one of his doppelgangers here to check the situation? Klein frowned slightly with speculation, and was a bit uncertain about how to deal with this development.

　　Of course, he remembered that Palles Zoroaster had said that as long as he could take care of one of Amon’s doppelgangers, k would be able to remove all of Berklund’s Amon, and right now, there was only one Amon on Berklund Street, which made it a good opportunity to do so!

　　First listen to the opinion of this professional …… Klein immediately at the bottom of the long bronze table, manifested the figure of the “world” Germaine Sparrow, so that he respectfully and reverently prayed:

　　”Great Mr. ‘Fool’, please tell Leonard Mitchell that Amon has appeared, at 39 Birklund Street, but only one ……”

　　While Germaine Sparrow prayed, Klein did not give up monitoring the carriage, and saw Hazel, in a long light-colored dress, step down and enter the foyer of his house.

　　Amon, who wore a monocle and a black trench coat, followed her blithely, without a trace of concealment, but the footmen and maids were unaware of it, as if the only thing that existed behind Ms. Hazel’s flank was air, or some less conspicuous creature.

　　An occasional maid glanced at the floor, startled and about to scream, but her mouth opened and she forgot what she was about to do.

　　Walking through the foyer and towards the stairs, Amon squeezed the crystal-carved monocle and thrust his hands into his coat pockets.

　　A small, transparent worm with links drilled out of K, traveling in all directions and then disappearing.

　　It made Kline, who was in charge of the Scepter of Poseidon, feel numb, remembering Palles Zoroaster’s description of Amon’s “parasitic” ability:

　　Pestilential infection!

　　……

　　Hazel had been in a very good mood lately, because her teacher hadn’t really gone crazy, and what had happened before was just a test, which she had passed.

　　She has gained a lot of general knowledge about the transcendental world, understood the nature of magic potions, mastered the method of digestion, and has been promoted to the rank of “Deciphering Scholar”.

　　Now she is a Sequence 7 Extraordinary!

　　It turns out that the world has such a marvelous side …… I don’t know when I will be able to become a half-god, half-human being, and really get out of the level of ordinary people …… Hazel looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall, touched her dented stomach, and decided to ask her mother to advance the afternoon tea for today. afternoon tea earlier, since there were no guests anyway.

　　-She had excused herself from eating out at lunch just to pick up her teacher and find a chance to play the role, and hadn’t actually eaten anything.

　　With that thought in mind, she glanced over at her teacher, who was sprawled out on that fur cushion of the couch, and saw that the gray mouse was lifting his front paw and pressing the socket of his right eye.

　　”Do you need any food?” Hazel asked with respect.

　　The rat lowered its front paws and answered slowly:

　　”No need.”

　　”Okay, teacher.” Hazel turned her body and took several steps forward, pulling open the bedroom door.

　　Above the corridor, her personal maid was standing there, looking languidly at the balcony at the end of the corridor, as if admiring the afternoon sky.

　　Hazel frowned slightly and said:

　　”You keep watch and don’t let anyone in to clean up.”

　　The personal maid glanced at her with a smile and said:

　　”Yes, my lady.”

　　It was only then that Hazel actually left the bedroom and went down to the sitting room on the second floor to find her mother, Lady Liana.

　　The lady with the same dark green hair was receiving from her maid a pair of spectacles trailing gold chains set with gems that were closer to jewelry than vision correctors.

　　”I thought you didn’t like it?” Hazel asked, slightly puzzled.

　　Lady Lilliana’s mouth quirked up a little as she said:

　　”I like it now.”

　　As she spoke, she opened the pair of glasses and set them on the bridge of her nose.

　　Hazel was about to comment on a few things when she suddenly heard a footstep approaching.

　　She turned her head to see that it was her father, Senator Macht, coming home early.

　　”Dad, didn’t you say you were going to the Veteran Officers’ Club?” Hazel asked casually.

　　”There’s not much going on today.” Councilman Macht raised his right hand and pinched the upper and lower sides of his eyes.

　　Hazel nodded without much concern:

　　”As it happens, it’s been a long time since we’ve enjoyed afternoon tea together.”

　　”Yes.” Councilor Macht and Lady Liana let out simultaneous chuckles, both with iffy smiles at the corners of their mouths.

　　……

　　Leonard, who had just returned from St. Hilairen’s Square, threw himself into the sofa and rested his feet on the coffee table.

　　The fact that he hadn’t been “notified” until now convinced him that the disciplinary action had been successfully completed and he could look forward to the spoils.

　　”Old man, didn’t you say earlier that the Blood Viscount had multiple magical items on him? Can you tell us specifically which ones?” Leonard asked with a rather curious pressed voice.

　　Within his mind, Palles Zoroaster said with a “humph”:

　　”Items of that level are not worth wasting my power to scrutinize.”

　　Leonard was about to ask a follow-up question when his eyes suddenly blurred, saw the boundless gray mist and the vaguely blurred figure of Germaine Sparrow, and heard a corresponding prayer:

　　”…… Amon has appeared, at 39 Birklund Street, but only one ……”

　　Amon appeared? So soon? Leonard, who had been relaxing, suddenly retracted his legs and sat up straight with a brush, his spirit tightening an unknown number of times more than it had during the previous disciplinary action.

　　He hurriedly relayed Klein’s words to Palles Zoroaster and then asked:

　　”…… Old man, what now? Start the action? But there’s only one Amon split!”

　　Palles Zoroaster was silent for two seconds and said:

　　”The fact that Amon only came with one bilocation means that K has other plans, but it doesn’t matter.

　　”There is a proverb in the Fourth Age that a shot arrow cannot be retrieved, now that we have started, we cannot back down, if we delay any longer, Amon will try to influence the entire neighborhood, and by that time, we will surely be able to find out the abnormality of Dawn Dantes.”

　　……

　　Klein returned to the real world and stepped out of the lavatory.

　　He had prepared himself accordingly, wearing the Creeping Hunger in his left hand and a medallion carved from a black gem in his right.

　　Then he manipulated the secret puppet, Njoni the Winner, to snap his fingers, jump with flames, and enter the residence of Senator Macht, 39 Birklund Street, in the guise of Germaine Sparrow.

　　The “spiritual thread” instantly transmitted Klein’s idea, but it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and there was no response.

　　He instantly lost his sense of the secret puppet!

　　This …… Klein eyelids jumped, the master bedroom door creaked open.

　　The one who opened the door was “Winner” Njoni.

　　This young man, a mix of Ruin and Byron, pushed open the door and stepped in, uncontrolled by Klein.

　　He pulled a crystal monocle from a pocket of his clothing, wiped the surface of it with his cuff, and slowly clipped it into the socket of his right eye.

　　He then looked over at Dawn Dantes, the corners of his mouth quirking up a little:

　　”Found you.”

　　The atmosphere in the bedroom froze abruptly, and Njoni, the “winner” of the monocle, who had pinched the monocle, added to himself:

　　”There are so many anomalies in Flora Jacob’s destiny, most notably from this very street, that it struck me as interesting to spend some time discerning and searching for the source, so much so that I made you wait so many days.

　　”That mirror, I am no stranger to it, and someone who can drive it and make it so pleasing to the eye, I have never seen before, it’s an interesting thing to see, perhaps, I should steal away your destiny and find out what it’s really for? Ah yes, I don’t think you know where it came from, it’s not simple at all ……”