Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 766 The Other Side That Cannot Be Reached

This time Arrodes answered very quickly, but the answer disappointed Angel:
"I'm sorry, dear mistress. Divination is essentially about communicating with the spirit world and obtaining the answers you need through the conditions you know. All the information left in the spirit world, whether it comes from the past, originates from the present, or foreshadows the future, can be obtained through some means."

But... Angel knew that Arrodes had more to say, so he didn't interrupt.

Sure enough, after this paragraph of text disappeared, the lines were reorganized into the following paragraph:
"However, the spirit world does not have any information before the Chaos Era. Any divination for the era before that will fail directly. This can be explained by the fact that the spirit world did not have any corresponding information before that."

This means that the spirit world is actually a "supercomputer" that can store all the information in the world, but it was not turned on before the First Era?
Angel tried to interpret Arrodes' answer in a way that he could understand.

"So, do you think..." After a moment, she asked again, ignoring the fact that she had already asked a new question, "Is it possible that there were other highly developed civilizations before the First Era?"

On the dressing mirror, several lines of words were displayed in ever-decreasing sizes:

"I'm sorry, I don't know the answer to this question, but if you want to know, you can ask the 'Seven Lights' in the spirit world. If the spirit world has the answer to this question, then they may be the only ones who know."

The Seven Lights of the Spirit World... "Orange Light" Hilarion and his companions? It is said that they have a status close to that of gods. They appear together with the spirit world, so they should be considered the most knowledgeable beings in this world. Moreover, Hilarion has expressed a certain goodwill to me and Klein... Angel thought about it and saw the complete ritual of communicating with the Seven Lights of the Spirit World on the mirror. He quickly wrote it down for later use.

This ritual is not complicated. You don’t even need to borrow power from gods or pray for help. Perhaps ordinary people without any foundation in mysticism can easily complete it. The only question is: whether the other party is willing to respond to you.

Let’s try it later… She muttered, looked at the dressing mirror again, and said:
"I have no more questions."

In this way, excluding the question that Arrodes did not answer, she still owed him one.

Sure enough, a line of text soon appeared on the mirror:
"Dear mistress, could you please come to the master as soon as possible? I think he needs your help now."

Angel was stunned as he looked at the line with red light, which seemed to indicate an ominous problem.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

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After returning to reality from the gray fog, Klein felt that the floor beneath his feet was not solid wood, but soft cotton. This made his steps towards the living room seem a little unsteady, and even his excellent balance ability could not maintain stability.

The scene he just saw still lingered in his mind:
There was a brilliant light gate above the gray fog, twisted worms, and transparent "cocoons" suspended by black threads above the light gate.

And in the cocoons, there are countless souls like him and Zhou Mingrui, wearing modern clothes, with different skin colors and ages.

They may be male or female, some wearing brightly colored clothes, some with delicate facial features, and they all seem to be alive, but with their eyes tightly closed and their hands and feet curled up, as if they were trapped in a beautiful dream from which they would never wake up.

Among them, three cocoons had been opened and were empty inside.

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Klein sat weakly on the single sofa, his neck bent back, lying on the soft backrest. Enzo, the "winner" who was dressed like a servant, took the initiative to bring him a cup of hot lemon tea, and then quietly stepped away. Ludwell, the "Admiral of Hell", stood quietly in the corner, like a dutiful guard.

Oh, he is still deceiving himself at this time, using the secret doll to pretend to be a living person... The corners of his mouth twitched, and he put on an ugly smile. He picked up the black tea and drank it all in one gulp regardless of the temperature. In the burning sensation from his lips to his abdomen, he regained some of his thinking ability.

Like a rusty machine being relubricated, Klein began to ponder the meaning of those cocoons.

"There is no doubt that the time travel I thought I had experienced before was not an accidental event. It can't even be considered an 'event'... Some extremely high-level existence, or some kind of sealed object, captured a large number of people from the same period as me on Earth, and then suspended them, us, on cocoons on the light gate, and sent them to the real world at a specific moment, attached to a corpse that had just died, and 'reborn' here..."

It's like aliens kidnapped humans for experiments. Among the missing people every year, maybe some are like me... He thought self-deprecatingly about the scene where his photo appeared on the missing person notice in the corner of the local newspaper, as well as the expressions of his parents, relatives and best friends when they saw the news, and lowered his head.

This experience was essentially not much different from what he had previously thought of as "time travel", but there was one important difference:

All the souls in the cocoons were taken away and hung above the light gate at almost the same time. This could be seen from their clothing. Klein even saw the latest smartphone in a cocoon.

From the memories of Emperor Roselle, also known as "Huang Tao" in the diary, we can see that he was chasing Gao Qiming, watching Douyin, playing Pong and Playerunknown's Battlegrounds, which was obviously not far from his own era.

But he "traveled" to this world two hundred years earlier than himself!
This means that the light gate and the cocoon began to "release" travelers at least two hundred years ago. Considering that there was an unknown traveler who was released, this time may be even earlier, or even more than a thousand years ago...

This can well explain why the two had similar memories before "crossing over", but appeared in this world so many years apart. This is a question that Klein had repeatedly thought of before, but could not answer. Now it is reasonable to understand it by the different order of "capture" and "release" of the cocoon. Thinking of this, Klein lowered his head even more.

He had been in the cocoon, colliding with hundreds of unfortunate people who were in the same situation as him, swaying in the wind, for a period of time ranging from two hundred to thousands of years.

No matter if this is a different world, a planet outside the solar system, or a legendary parallel world...

...have been separated from the era in his memory by a long river called "time".

Even if he returned to Earth immediately, it would probably not be the "home" he was familiar with, and the people he was familiar with would no longer be there.

In two hundred years, my grandson's grandson will be a grandfather... No, I haven't even had a relationship, so how can I have grandchildren...

Surprised that he still had the energy to complain, Klein took a deep breath, shook his head, and brought his thoughts back on track.

Only then did he realize that his emotions were not as desperate as he had imagined.

Since his "time travel", his ultimate goal has always been to "go home". Even though a previous time traveler had already tried and obviously failed, Klein still felt that he might be the luckier one.

If I were in that state and discovered the truth about "time travel", I might really have a mental breakdown and become so desperate that I would lose the confidence to live. Considering that I had just taken the potion and was promoted to a "weird wizard", my spirituality was still unstable. I might directly lose control and turn into an object similar to the twisted worm on the light gate... Klein muttered, and the corners of his mouth quietly curled up, revealing a hint of a smile.

He found that the reason why he was still emotionally stable was because his "ultimate goal" had changed unconsciously.

After integrating into the identity of "Klein Moretti" and having a brother and sister to worry about, he wanted to give them a better life as compensation;

After joining the Nighthawks and meeting new colleagues and partners, he was happy for their promotions, angry at their dangers and sacrifices, and had a desperate urge to seek revenge;

After seeing the suffering of the poor in the East District of Backlund, he wanted to do something for them, or even change the entire society, and hesitated when donating precious money;
Finally, it is the joy of meeting her, getting to know her, and finally being together with her...

Before he discovered the truth, Klein even thought carefully about whether he would continue to stay in this world or try to take her with him if he found a way to go home...

Thinking of this, Klein seemed to see Angel's light golden hair, eyes as beautiful as purple gemstones, fair cheeks, and light red lips again...

Wait, this isn't an illusion?

He suddenly realized that Angel had come in front of him without him knowing, and was looking at him with worried eyes, raising his hands hesitantly, as if to hug him, but was cautious not to disturb him.

Her dress was torn into countless pieces, and her fair skin underneath was dotted with blood. A hint of ominous death power slowly spread around.

She rushed here from the northern continent across the raging sea at the fastest speed, and didn't even avoid the most dangerous area?
Feeling distressed for no reason, Klein stood up from the sofa and took the initiative to hug Angel in front of him. The coolness in his arms made him unable to help but ask:
"Why were you so careless on the way here?"

"It was Arrodes who said you needed help, so I thought something happened..." Angel muttered. He didn't break free from his arms, but tilted his head obediently, enjoying the warmth of his arms. "Are you okay just now? I noticed that your expression was very strange, as if you encountered something terrible?"

Arrodes, it's that dog-licking mirror again... No, it has been working very hard these past two days, so let's not call it that for now... Klein thought secretly and decided not to tell Angel about his discovery above the gray fog for the time being.

The main reason is that I can’t explain the “Fool” thing. As a “world”, I can’t wander around in the Fool’s kingdom of God at any time…

"I'm fine. I just got promoted to 'Trickster' and I'm not used to my new extraordinary abilities."

"New abilities?"

Angel's attention was diverted as expected, and he asked curiously.

"Yes, it's a magical ability. I will show it to you now..."

The corners of Klein's mouth curled up again, and he hugged her tighter.

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(End of this chapter)