Mystery: Lucky One

The surroundings were completely silent, and Klein realized the biggest anomaly after spending some time with the two dolls.

——It’s too quiet here.

Klein stayed where he was, cautiously and uneasily. The thought of running away came into his mind. Besides, his trip here was not entirely in vain. At least he had already tested the impact on his various abilities.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he felt. Klein reached out and grabbed his two dolls. Just as he was about to leave, a loud noise suddenly broke the silence around him.

when!
when! when!
The sound was heavy and crisp, like someone hitting metal hard.

Klein temporarily gave up the idea of ​​leaving and listened carefully for two seconds before letting the "winner" Enzo put down the heavy golden disc and walked towards a broken tombstone not far away.

The half-broken tombstone corresponds to a building that develops underground, and on it is written in the "language of the dead":
"A guy who gets angry easily, dies because he uses his brain to compete with someone else's hammer."

The "winner" Enzo walked around the broken tombstone and arrived at the door of the mausoleum-like building. He stretched out his left hand, turned the handle, and pulled the door open with force.

With the creaking sound of rust breaking, the heavy door slowly opened.

Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows condensed with pale light flew out!
They brushed against Enzo's face, head, torso, and inner thighs, flew into the distance, plunged into the ground, and disappeared, leaving the "winner" unharmed.

...I have to say, this kind of secret doll is simply a magical tool for adventure exploration... Klein sighed sincerely and asked Enzo to cast his eyes towards the building below:

It was a blacksmith's shop. A giant with dark blue skin and a head like a watermelon was holding a sledgehammer and hitting the chopping board continuously, but there was nothing on it.

Because the giant with a cracked head had a normal "spiritual line" and did not belong to someone else's soul, Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to ask Enzo to observe further, his body suddenly felt paralyzed and his thoughts slowed down.

Klein was not unfamiliar with this feeling. As a "Master of Secret Dolls", he knew that this was a sign that the spiritual thread was being controlled by someone.

He was suddenly startled, but before he could react, a silver river enveloped the entire area, and the feeling of stagnation disappeared from his body again.

Klein instinctively looked towards the entrance. A figure was standing there. Klein saw a simple linen robe, long silver hair, a pair of soft and indifferent eyes, and illusory layers of pure wings.

Ouroboros!

After just one encounter, the name appeared in his mind. Without a second thought, Klein grabbed Ludwell and disappeared on the spot.

Ouroboros stood in place, and the shimmering river reappeared in his eyes, surrounding the outskirts of Calderon City, but the figure that disappeared at the spot did not reappear a second time. In the end, the river could only shake twice and shattered on the spot.

Ouroboros looked at the scene in front of him without saying a word. After a long silence, he suddenly moved his head and set his sights on the "winner" Enzo and the invisible man in a translucent white robe who appeared next to the "winner" Enzo.

……

Klein opened his eyes above the gray fog, and the first thing he did was to contact Alice.

Alice did not seem happy to hear the news about Ouroboros again after such a long time. She hurried above the gray fog and asked with a frown:
"How did you meet Him?"

“I don’t know…” Klein answered honestly, and then began to recount his own experience.

Alice frowned and listened patiently, but she couldn't find the reason why Ouroboros suddenly appeared from this passage, or rather, she only found one reason.

She asked uncertainly, "...that card?"

This was the only possible reason. Klein frowned and said nothing. Alice exhaled and focused on another thing:
"You said you finally caught Ludwell and came back, then...

"Where's your other doll?"

“Still there…” Klein said frankly.

Alice held her forehead with her hand. She closed her eyes and opened them again. Then she told Klein:

“I really should have gone with you… Even if I couldn’t get in, I should have stood at the door like Ouroboros.

"You... forget it, we have to go get your doll back."

Klein didn't say anything. He had just thought of this. The doll had a strong mystical connection with himself. Ouroboros could probably find the location of Enzo, the "winner", who stayed behind.

Once you find...

"I have a question," Klein confirmed with Alice, "If Ouroboros is killing me..."

"You won't have any chance to ask for help," Ellie said without hesitation, "Even worse, maybe you won't realize someone wants to kill you, or you won't have time to realize someone wants to kill you."

With cold sweat on his body, Klein looked at Alice stiffly. Alice thought for a moment and said soothingly:

"Don't worry, you're not like me...

“Although Ouroboros doesn’t seem to have much interest in me right now, maybe one day he will hunt me down like he hunted down Will Auceptin… No one can be sure of this, it all depends on the intention of fate.

"But you are different. You are not on the same chessboard as us. You have to worry about Amon and Zaratul, and maybe Mr. 'Gate'... I don't know if there are other people, but Ouroboros is not included.

"You are not the enemy."

Klein couldn't help but remind him, "Don't forget, I have angered the True Creator several times. According to you, Ouroboros is currently working for the True Creator..."

Alice cast a solemn gaze on Klein and said softly:
"For high-sequences, this isn't a life-and-death struggle... But you have to become a high-sequence first."

Klein raised his head and looked at her. After a few seconds, Alice suddenly touched her chin and said:

"I have a proposal."

"What?" Klein asked in confusion.

"I have the honorific name of Ouroboros," Alice told him faintly, "Anyway, as long as Ouroboros wants, it's only a matter of time before you are found... Why don't you just ask Ouroboros to grant you that... what's it called?"

Klein was stunned for a moment, and responded tentatively: "...The real soul of the spirit world plunderer?"

Alice's eyes lit up and she told him happily:

“Yes, that’s right, that’s it.

"Why don't you just ask Ouroboros to grant it to you? I have His name. As for the ceremony, you can do whatever you want... and the sacrifice... hmm..."

Alice wanted to say ice cream, but hesitated and swallowed it back, and sincerely suggested:
"Perhaps you could give Him a set of tools for painting murals—you could consult Anderson."

"Huh?" Klein looked confused.

Alice said nothing. She continued to recall her brief time with Ouroboros, and then raised another point:
"If you could give him some personal belongings or relics of the Ancient Sun God, He might be happy... But this is a bit too embarrassing." Klein finally couldn't help but interrupt her and asked with a frown:

"Are you sure this will work?"

Alice shrugged and said, "Are you worried that He will kill you? Don't worry, I can accompany you. Then He will be busy killing me and won't be able to take care of you."

"?" Klein looked at Alice in shock.

Alice continued as a matter of course:

"To be honest, if it wasn't Amon who was pregnant with Will Auceptin, it would be best to bring Will Auceptin here as well. In that case, He wouldn't even be able to take care of the two of us..."

Klein's heart was shamefully moved.

……

After sleeping for two hours, Klein rubbed his still aching head and slowly got up from the bed.

Then he rang the bell by the door and waited for the waiter to come up.

Not long after, a local native dressed in a white shirt and red vest, deliberately dressed like Loen, came outside and knocked on the door.

Klein turned the handle and opened the outer door a crack. He commanded in a hoarse voice:

"Send another lunch to the room, it was too early to eat before."

At this moment, his appearance had turned into a tanned Miouen - as a gentleman with two servants and living in a luxurious room, it was impossible for him to go to the door in person to give instructions to the waiter.

...Speaking of which, I have to find the doll as soon as possible, otherwise I will have to find someone to replace my missing servant.

"A lunch. Any special requests?" The native waiter took out a pen and paper and asked in the rather strangely pronounced Loen language while taking notes.

Klein responded in the same awkward Loenese: "Red meat, with a glass of sparkling sweet wine with ice and lemon."

"Does it include two servants' meals?" the native waiter asked according to procedure.

Klein was silent for a second and said, "Included."

The two dolls had lost the ability to eat, but in order to cover it up, Klein had to order two servant meals and then eat three meals by himself - this was his biggest problem when he was in the southern continent.

...Can I offer one of the meals as a sacrifice to Ouroboros?
No, no, in that case I need to compensate for the tableware... Ouroboros is not Alice, he won't return the bowl after eating, right... ?
Klein hesitated for two seconds and decided to believe that the angel under the seat of the "True Creator" was more normal than Alice.

Next, while controlling the doll to clean up the room, Klein simply called Alice over and invited her to help him with the extra lunch. He also decided to discuss the details of praying to Ouroboros with her.

——Although this matter sounds absurd everywhere, it seems to make some sense.

Following Alice's suggestion, Klein first summoned Renette Tinicole and sent a letter to Anderson Hood, who was currently in an unknown location, asking for his opinion on the mural materials.

Afterwards, Klein firmly rejected Alice's request to pay for the ice cream in one go, trying to make her realize that a normal person wouldn't eat a dozen ice creams at once.

Alice accepted this with regret and snatched Klein's sparkling sweet wine. Then she asked curiously:

"You'll get fat if you eat three servings of food by yourself, right?"

“Nonsense.” Klein rolled his eyes at her.

Alice stroked her chin and asked sincerely:

"I know that even now, you can't change your body shape too much, so when you disguise yourself as a woman, you shouldn't be able to fake your breasts?"

Klein had a bad feeling. He said to Alice cautiously, "It's not completely gone. There is a little bit."

Alice nodded thoughtfully and asked curiously:
"But if you eat enough fat, can you fake female breasts?"

"?" Klein looked at her in surprise and subconsciously thought about this possibility.

This is entirely possible. After thinking for a few breaths, Klein pinched his brows helplessly and said:

"To be honest, when I was pretending to be Elaine and completely digesting the Faceless Man potion, I thought I no longer had any psychological barriers to disguising myself as a woman.

“But for some reason, once some words come out of your mouth, they become strange...

"For example, now I'm starting to feel ashamed of pretending to be a woman again."

"That's normal," Alice said as she took the last sip of the sparkling wine, expressing a rather profound view. "Even if you really think it's nothing, it doesn't mean you think it's okay to be laughed at and talked about because of it."

Then, she put down the cutlery and finally reminded Klein:

"Don't forget to tell me when Anderson writes back!"

Klein agreed to Alice's words, then found an excuse to quickly send her away before he began to think.

He knew a little more about Anderson's whereabouts than Alice, and this was mainly due to Danitz - he knew that Anderson was now staying with Danitz.

And it just so happened that Klein just thought that Ouroboros was an angel king of the "monster" path. He should be able to see the worms and light balls on his body and guess his origins, just like Alice.

Maybe it’s just like Alice said, for a high-sequence person, what he did to the “real owner” wasn’t enough to make them mortal enemies, but it shouldn’t make their relationship too friendly either.

Klein thought that he should remind Danitz to be careful.

Anyway, Anderson and Danitz are together, so let Danitz ask Anderson about the appropriate mural materials. After all, if they let the messenger deliver the letter, they will have to pay gold coins...

Just think of it as saving them money!

Klein made a decision and headed toward the gray fog again.

……

West Balam, the city of Kukwa in Uttar Pradesh dominated by Mesanyes.

Anderson Hood was cutting a piece of meat with a knife, while Danitz on the opposite side was chewing the meat without any image. Suddenly, Danitz paused, and Anderson stopped right after him and asked him:
"Remember what?"

Danitz looked at Anderson Hood hesitantly, and after thinking for two seconds, he asked a more relaxed question:

"I remember you can paint murals?" (End of this chapter)