Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 971 Shocking Change
Before the battle to stop George III from becoming a god, Klein had imagined what it would be like facing various enemies, such as Zaratul, Amon, or the "Angel of Imagination" Adam.

Among them, this one has obtained three Sequence 1 characteristics and the uniqueness of "Dreamer". He only needs to wait for the trend of the times to change according to his ideas and then take the magic potion to become the angel king of the true God. He is the most difficult to deal with.

After all, the "audience" approach is keen on hiding itself in the dark and controlling the situation through suggestion, hypnosis and "arrangements" with magical powers. The most terrifying thing is that the target of the arrangement is often unable to perceive the problem until it falls into the trap and achieves the purpose of the "audience", then it realizes and regrets it.

But even when Klein and Angel used the power of Mr. Fool to block Adam's spying on them when their names were mentioned, their wildest imagination in the gray fog space was that Adam personally helped George III and "arranged" the people who attacked the mausoleum to fail due to various coincidences.

After all, as the son of the ancient sun god and the king of angels who attempted to revive this being, Adam was naturally hostile to the then "Angel of Wind" Leodro, now the "God of Storms". If he dared to get close to Backlund, even if he appeared in a nearby mausoleum, he might be directly attacked by the gods.

Therefore, now in the gray fog space belonging to the Fool, seeing this priest with a warm expression and clear eyes at the gathering place of the Tarot Club, Klein's brain fell into a state of shock for a moment, and any thoughts and ideas could not function.

This was different from the time when he was hunting Ince Zangwill. At that time, he used the image of the answer to prayer to discover Adam who was following Anderson in advance, and prepared for it in advance. He even used the other party's plan to seek "0-08" to achieve his goal.

At this time, Klein was filled with joy and excitement for having successfully stopped George III. He naturally returned to the absolutely safe gray fog space and completely relaxed.

The most terrifying Angel King appeared before him at this moment, and the shock he had received was no less than the shock he had felt when he had just become a demigod, walked up the stairs in the gray fog, and saw the light cocoon hanging on the light gate.

"How did you get up here?"

After a long while, Klein managed to utter a few words, letting them burst out from his lips.

With the help of these words, he finally regained some of his ability to think, and immediately recalled the previous times when the gray fog had been "invaded".

Whether it was Amon's clone parasitizing on "Sun" Derrick and trying to sneak in here, or his own suicidal divination of the true gods causing counterattacks, they were all blocked by the gray fog with some kind of self-defense mechanism. At most, he needed the help of a higher level to provide appropriate guidance.

What the Eternal Blazing Sun, the True Creator, and even the Mother Tree of Desire couldn't accomplish was accomplished by Adam, who hadn't yet become Sequence 0?

Seeing him looking at him with a somewhat dull gaze, Adam smiled gently, holding the silver cross on his chest with one hand and placing the other hand on the long bronze table, as if he was enjoying this kind of gaze.

No, He is probably trying to eavesdrop on my thoughts and learn more about this gray fog... Klein suddenly came to his senses and immediately used the same technique he used to deal with "0-08". He suppressed the important thoughts in his mind and filled them with all kinds of boring thoughts.

At the same time, he tried to mobilize the power of the gray fog itself to expel the uninvited guest, but gave up after a brief attempt.

Because neither the gray fog itself, nor his "pile of junk" that was full of hidden treasures, nor even the blasphemy card that was usually placed on the table, responded to his call.

Even the magical items had disappeared, most likely having been taken by Adam.

This time he really lost both the wife and the army... No, Angel is not lost... His thoughts inevitably scattered in this despair.

At this moment, he saw Adam opposite him with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had heard something funny.

He has read my thoughts again. This is no longer my territory, but His... Klein cursed a few times in his mind, hoping that the other party could hear him. But suddenly, he gained a sense of enlightenment from this thought. His eyes slowly moved to the crimson stars that represented the Tarot Club members and other unknown targets.

The misplaced stars, the gray fog that doesn't belong to me, the missing blasphemous cards and seals, and most importantly, I don't have the feeling of being in control of everything here... Klein had a bold idea.

"fantasy?"

He asked cautiously.

"Why do you think so?"

This time, Adam finally responded, which made Klein more confident. He took a deep breath and continued:
"You shouldn't be able to enter the real gray fog. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to wait until now. You could have occupied and seized it when I was weaker and unable to grasp the power within...

"I think something went wrong after I returned to Backlund and I fell into your trap. This is not a false dream, but a fantasy scene, just like the island with the Tyrant card."

Klein now recalled that he left the original safe house but did not leave the East District. Instead, he followed his inner thoughts and found a new temporary residence. This was very unsafe in itself... He was afraid that at that time, he had already been "arranged" by Adam.

"It's good that you thought of this."

Adam said with a smile.

He loosened his grip on the cross pendant and waved it lightly, and the "palace in the gray fog" collapsed and disappeared like an illusion.

The two were standing in the living room of a hotel suite with a single sofa. Klein was still walking backwards with his legs crossed, as if he was about to start a "lucky change ritual."

It turns out that what happened before wasn't all fake... Klein felt relieved. He was thinking whether to activate "Creeping Hunger" immediately to teleport away, or to try to summon the goddess' container, the historical image of "Mother of Heaven", in Backlund, and use the deterrent power of God's descent to force the other party to leave. Then he heard Adam say in a soft tone:

"sit down."

"Ok."

Klein answered naturally and sat down on a wooden chair nearby. All thoughts of resistance in his heart disappeared without a trace.

This was partly because he believed that he had no chance of escaping from the Angel King, and partly because he didn't even dare to think about whether he was being manipulated by the other party.

Fortunately, Adam did not manipulate his thoughts to do something strange. Instead, he sat on the single sofa that was not prepared for him and said in a seemingly unchanging tone:

“King George III eventually fell after the ritual failed, and Loen fell into turmoil after losing its king. After Intis saw the situation clearly, he stopped standing by and watched. This war will eventually sweep the entire world.

"Do you accept this ending?"

These few simple words aroused Klein's thoughts. He could not care about secretly reciting the name of the goddess, but fell into deep thought. Words of self-defense flashed through his mind, and he and Angel encouraged each other, overcame their inner obstacles and decided to deal with George III. He also thought of the East End residents who fell like straw in the smog.

"...She and I both accept it, but we will try our best to reduce the damage caused by this war."

He spoke somewhat bitterly, then his tone changed and his eyes became firm.

"But isn't this exactly what you want? Putting the whole thing on us, hoping that we'll feel guilty?"

The only response to his question was a smile on Adam's face.

Seeing that the Angel King did not get angry or even react, Klein immediately added:
"Before George III's speech, I tried to summon the pen of Al-Suhod from the pores of history, but it is in your hands now. Without your consent, I am afraid I will not succeed even if I try a thousand times or ten thousand times...

"This makes me aware of your intention. You hope that the death of George III will expand the war that has been eased, and let the trend of the times develop in the direction you want. During this period, you took the magic potion and became a true 'dreamer'.

"That's why I dared to use that '0' level seal to arrange for George III, who is only one step away from becoming a god.

"And you will definitely be able to accept such an ending."

By the end of his speech, Klein had sobered up from the rage that had grown from the feeling of powerlessness in his heart, and his tone slowed down a bit, but he still stared at Adam, as if he wanted to burn through the body of the Angel King with his angry gaze.

But his right hand, which was placed at his side, shook quietly, as if it was pulling something.

He wanted to use the method of summoning Angel's historical pore image to remind the other party to go and pray to the goddess!
This does not even require the corresponding image to be successfully pulled out, as long as the other party can sense it. Although the possibility of deceiving Adam is low, it still exists.

In order to cover up this, feigned anger and continuous dialogue are essential.

Hearing his accusation, Adam smiled again and nodded in agreement:
"I can accept that a new 'Black Emperor' is important in my plan, but not necessary. Whether George III can seize this opportunity depends on himself, and his methods will eventually push a group of people who have the ability to stop him to the opposite side...

"As for you, being able to discover the arrangement, accept it, and finally take advantage of it, you have already taken the most crucial step."

"So, "Groselle's Travels" is also part of your plan?"

Thinking of the method he used to summon the "0-08" historical image, Klein asked.

“It and the Pen of Alesuhod were both means used by an ancient being to try to return to the human world. Of course, there is no chance now.

"After this, you may encounter more similar 'resurrection methods'. Be careful."

Adam's tone became serious for the first time. His eyes were still clear enough to almost reflect Klein's figure, but they were covered with a layer of haze.

This heavy pressure made him nod involuntarily to show that he understood.

After saying all this, Adam stood up from the single sofa, walked in front of Klein, stretched out his right hand, and said:
"Well, I'm here for another purpose, so leave it to me."

It... Klein was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood. He also stood up and took out the heavy "Groselle's Travels" that had saved his life several times from the inner pocket of his windbreaker. He placed the dark brown parchment book in Adam's hands.

The latter took it with a smile, and without seeing any movement from Him, the travel journal shook and disappeared out of thin air.

My 8000 pounds... A thought flashed through Klein's mind, and he carefully hid it again. He asked with a smile:

"So, can I leave now?"

He could sense that Adam no longer had the desire to continue communicating, and the other party had no intention of killing or imprisoning him, so a glimmer of hope for escape gradually grew in his heart.

"Almost there, just one last little thing left."

Adam nodded and looked towards the living room door.

squeak-

The rusty hinges made a teeth-grinding friction sound, and the door was pushed open from the outside. A man with long arms and broad shoulders walked slowly into the room and closed the door.

He looked tough and cold, with deep blue eyes, a large beard covering his chin, and he was wearing a black windbreaker. He was none other than Klein's last and almost forgotten secret puppet, Chounas Kilger.

The only difference from before was that he had a crystal monocle stuck in his right eye socket.

"The rest is up to you."

Adam said to the other party with a calm expression, and then his figure disappeared as if blending into the air.

With His departure, Klein's environment also quietly changed. The living room, which was sloppily decorated but still had a civilized atmosphere, was transformed into simple wooden boards. The windows lost their glass and became drafty. The noisy streets outside became deserted in an instant.

A gust of sea breeze blew, making Klein completely sober.

He was not in the East District of Backlund, but on an island deep in the Raging Sea.

(End of this chapter)