Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 113 Fate and Gift

When Angel walked out of the "Silver Crown Restaurant", the last ray of sunlight had fallen into the western horizon, and the crimson of the moonlight replaced the dim yellow of the sky.

Melissa and Benson had already greeted Klein and left early. It seemed that they were planning to go to St. Selina Church early on the weekend for mass, and they needed to make preparations in advance.

Before leaving, Melissa even made a face at Klein, causing a trace of unnaturalness to appear on his face.

Mr. Azik seemed to want to say something to Klein at first, but when he saw the Moretti brothers and sisters walking away, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, remembering that he had to rush back to Hoy University to pick up an important book, so he stopped him A hack drove away.

Only Angel and Klein were left looking at each other.

"Shall we... go back directly now?"

After staring wide-eyed for a while, Klein said hesitantly.

"Well, let's walk back directly, it's not far away anyway."

Angel looked at the side of the road. Just now, Mr. Ards had called away the last hired carriage nearby, and the residence of the two was at the other end of Daffodil Street, not far away.

Along the side of the street, kerosene lamps glowed dimly, and the two walked side by side.

"Thank you for coming today."

Amid the rhythmic sound of leather shoes touching the ground, Klein suddenly turned his head and said.

"Huh? Didn't I promise you before, and because I had something to do on Monday afternoon, you postponed the time of the housewarming party, and the next time, because I'm going to Enmat Port..."

Angel counted the number of times he "pigeoned" the dinner party.

"Monday afternoon...that's because..."

On the contrary, Klein was a little at a loss, turned his gaze away, faltered, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"By the way, when I went back to the box just now, I heard you and Mr. Azik discussing something."

As if to cover up his inner activities, Klein abruptly changed the subject.

"Yes, he said..."

Angel paused for a moment, thinking of Azik's serious face when he mentioned the "disharmony of fate", and finally decided to tell Klein the conversation between the two in the box.

"He told you that too?"

Klein asked back in surprise, even stopped in his tracks, and turned to face Angel.

Seeing the other party nodding for reconfirmation, he continued in a reminiscent tone:

"Two weeks ago, I went to Hoy University to find my advisor. Professor Quentin borrowed a book I needed urgently, and met Mr. Azik. He found a feeling of 'uncoordinated destiny' in me at the time, but No details were given."

"I didn't get a more detailed answer until this Monday, when I made a special trip to ask him."

Klein revealed a wry smile.

"It's not so much an answer, it's better to say...he bluntly said that he is a Extraordinary, and he also saw through my identity."

Why am I not surprised at all?

Thinking of the indifferent expression of the bronze-skinned university lecturer Azik Eggers when he directly pointed out that he was an Extraordinary in the Silver Crown restaurant, Angel suddenly felt a little panic and strong curiosity.

"Did he say what pathway and sequence he is?"

"No, he said he had forgotten."

"Forgot? From the conversation and style of that gentleman, doesn't he look like someone who has forgotten his own identity?"

Klein shook his head and started walking slowly again, with Angel following behind him.

"He still remembers his name and basic knowledge, but most of the memories of his adult years have been lost. According to him, it's like after a night of sleep, he forgets the past and becomes a brand new person. "

This is very similar to the fact that I was affected by that unidentified high-sequence Extraordinary and forgot the whole day's memory...

The more Angel listened, the more he felt that Mr. Ards was somewhat similar to his own experience, and even thought about the possibility of bringing him to the "Tarot Society" and using Mr. Fool's power to restore his memory.

"Could it have been tampered with or hidden by other Extraordinary people? As far as I know, the 'spectator' pathway has the ability to do this."

She asked the question she had asked in the Tarot meeting.

"The 'audience' approach? I'm afraid it will take a very high sequence to affect him."

Klein seemed to have thought of something funny, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he raised it up a few times, but was forced down by his trembling facial muscles.

"I tried to confirm it through divination. Mr. Ards is likely to be a high-sequence Extraordinary of a certain path. I am afraid that there are not many people in the entire kingdom who can tamper with his memory."

"He once asked me to look for clues in the information on the Nighthawks. He himself has vaguely recalled some memories, but unfortunately he couldn't put them together into a complete clue."

"He can clearly see the disharmony of our fate, but he can't solve his own problems..."

Angel also sighed with regret.

"By the way, have you found any clues about the incongruity of fate that Mr. Azik said?"

Thinking of the key question in the conversation with Azik today, she hurriedly asked Klein without caring about the fate of others.

"The only clue so far is a building with a dark red chimney. I guess it should be the hiding place of the person behind the scenes that affects our fate. But the city of Tingen is too big and there are too many red chimneys. I can only hire detectives to search for it. .Maybe this will delay too much time, let that person, or those people, be aware of it in advance and transfer it in advance."

Angel didn't have much hope at first, but Klein had already started to investigate, which gave her a new understanding of the "Seer's" ability to act.

"I will also pay attention, or find a few detective societies to speed up the progress."

She decided to go to a private detective early tomorrow morning to issue a commission. Maybe the detective agency that helped Mrs. Green locate the lost ring would be a good one. It seems to be called... Jules Detective Agency?

While thinking about it, the two had returned to the other end of Narcissus Street near Iron Cross Street, the gate of No. 6 Narcissus Street.

It seemed that he realized that the two had talked too much about Azik and "fate" at this moment. Klein looked disappointed, but he took off his top hat in a gentlemanly way, saluted, and said goodbye to Angel.

"See you tomorrow, Angel."

"Wait a moment."

Angel called to stop Klein who had already turned around and was about to go home.

"This is for you, thank you for the amulet you gave me last time."

She took out a gold chain from her pocket. A slender point protruded from the base at the end of the gold chain, holding a crystal clear amethyst. The crystal was precisely cut into an octahedron with a short top and a long bottom. The size of a thumb, it reflects a psychedelic light under the gas lamp on the side of the road.

"When you were injured last time, I saw that the citrine pendant was also damaged. Use this new one to continue divination for us."

Klein's brown eyes widened in surprise.

"thanks……"

After a long silence, he thanked in a low voice, took the amethyst pendant, unbuttoned the cuff of his left hand in front of Angel, took off the cracked citrine pendant, and wrapped the gold chain around its original position.

"Well, it fits."

Seeing the golden chain replace the original silver chain, Angel's mouth curled into a smile.

"Then see you tomorrow, Seer."

Saying goodbye to Klein who was still standing there, she walked up the steps in front of the door, took out the key, and prepared to open the door.

"Soon I won't be a 'Seer'..."

Klein's slightly excited voice came from behind her.

"...I am going to submit a special application next month. My contribution has almost reached the level where I can apply for the Sequence 8 potion. Moreover, I have completely digested the 'Seer' potion."

"Digest? Have you also mastered the 'acting method'?"

Angel looked back at Klein who was lower down. The latter held his head up, and his eyes under the top hat seemed to be burning with flames.

"Yes, I will...will catch up with you as soon as possible."

After saying this, Klein solemnly straightened the wrinkles on the dress before turning around and leaving.

(End of this chapter)