It would be fine if he didn't think about it, but thinking about it made Klein even more unable to sleep. Let alone his past disrespectful behavior, because it was nothing compared to what he was going to do next. ——You know, he was going to steal something from the basement of the church next. The gaze of the goddess of night was definitely not good news for Klein at this time. The main problem was that he was not sure why the goddess of night was watching him. Because of Alice? Because of the identity of a time traveler? Because of the thing on his body that Alice called Sefirah Castle? Because of the experience of resurrection from the dead? Or... It seemed that these things were not isolated, they were related to each other, and the reason why he was being watched was the part that connected all of this. Klein's mind moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think about his next choice. His original plan was to enter the basement of the church and steal the notebook, but suddenly knowing that the goddess's gaze fell on him, he inevitably hesitated about such blasphemous behavior. But he quickly remembered what Alice said - if the red moon in Alice's mouth refers to the goddess, she clearly meant for him to ask the goddess for help. In other words, the goddess may have acquiesced to this matter?
That's true... No matter what the reason is, the goddess must have noticed me for a long time. If she didn't acquiesce, I would not be here now... Thinking of this, Klein sighed and lay back on the bed. ... Let's sleep a little longer before dawn. ... On Wednesday morning, in a manor outside Backlund. A maid finished breakfast, took a newspaper from the mailbox outside the manor, and returned to the manor. "Good morning, Mary," a companion passing by greeted her, "Are you going to read the newspaper?" "Hannah? Yes, I was just about to go... Hey," Mary responded and was about to leave, but suddenly noticed that her companion was unusual today, "Why are you wearing glasses? Or a monocle... I remember you don't seem to like wearing this?" Hannah touched the monocle on her right eye and smiled: "This... I bought it yesterday." "I was on duty yesterday, so I went out for a walk and happened to meet a traveling merchant... Oh, by the way, do you want it? I bought a few more specially. " Bought a few more...?" Mary's first reaction was confusion. In her impression, Hannah would not buy several pairs of monocles on a whim and share them with her companions like this - especially, the monocles in Hannah's hand did not seem to be cheap. Her eyes swept over the monocles in Hannah's hand. The lenses shone in the morning light and looked very beautiful. Mary's previous doubts disappeared at once. She took a monocle and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you Hannah, but I have to go to work quickly..." "I have to go to work too. "Having said that, Hannah put away the remaining monocles and turned to leave. Mary turned around and continued to walk towards her destination. She put on the monocle and raised the corners of her lips, creating a playful arc. She walked towards Flora Jacob's room with a smile, and nodded to other male and female servants wearing monocles on the way, until she entered Flora Jacob's room and saw the mouse lying on the blanket. "Come to think of it," she muttered to herself as she closed the door, "it seems that no one has ever thought of making some monocles suitable for mice, crows, owls or smaller creatures. " The mouse lying on the blanket did not respond to this sentence, but just turned over.
Seeing this, Mary sat down with a newspaper, poked the mouse with her hand, smiled more deeply, and whispered: "Looks energetic..." ... Flora Jacob found something wrong. In just one day, the monocle appeared on the face of every servant in the manor like an infectious disease. When the servants saw her moving around in the manor, they would look at her with the same playful smile, nod at her, and then leave. With the same monocle, Flora Jacob had an illusion that they were actually one person. The most important thing is that a group of She had heard of examples of people being one person. As a descendant of the Jacob family, although her branch had been exiled and lost contact with others, she grew up listening to the ghost story of "If you don't obey, I'll throw you out to feed Amon" in her childhood. This is a name that is well-known to all descendants of the "thief" family. Flora Jacob is sure that Amon can and will do it. In particular, when the prince found her, he told her this... She would be found by Amon and wear a monocle. ... Really? "Hiss," a male servant wearing a monocle beside her took a breath and looked down at her in surprise, "Did she remind you before? " Flora Jacob paused for a few seconds before she realized the deep meaning of this sentence. She let out a sharp hiss and was about to escape from the manor, but the servant just stood there with a smile, watching her frantically moving her two short legs and stomping on the spot. "She is much smarter than you," another voice came from a distance, gradually approaching. Flora Jacob was very familiar with this voice. It was Mary who read the newspaper for her every morning. "At least she knows that she can't run away even if she uses her extraordinary ability. " Flora Jacob looked at Mary, despair spreading from the bottom of her heart. ——Mary was the first, but not the last. Within her field of vision, there were many servants wearing monocles walking towards this direction. She was surrounded by Amon. "Amon!" Flora Jacob shouted with a trembling voice, thinking of the prophecy told by Alice, fear spread out. After hiding in the body of an ordinary animal for a long time, Flora Jacob was not in a good condition. Her skin was swollen due to her intense emotions, and something seemed to be crawling under her skin. When the manservant who first spoke to her saw this, I laughed out loud all of a sudden: "Ha, indeed... “You have the experience of living as a parasite in the bodies of ordinary animals for a long time, but have no experience of communicating with humans – you can’t compare to her in this regard. "Are you confused that when you were promoted to Sequence 4, there was no 'reminder' about this in the secret knowledge you heard? "Well, I deleted that." The brown mouse on the ground trembled violently, and its fur kept bulging out bumps, as if something was about to come out of it. "You!!!" she hissed again. "It's too late," someone sighed. All the Amons pinched their monocles in unison, "If you struggled and resisted at the beginning, it might still have some effect. Now..." Needless to say, the number of Amon around speaks for itself.
Flora Jacob's body trembled, and collapsed as if she could no longer hold on any longer. A strange worm with seven or eight links on its body came out, from the nose, from the ears, from the mouth, and from the eyes. , from under the skin, from everywhere. There are many three-dimensional patterns floating on the transparent parts of these insects, and time seems to be passing through the links. "You're not half as frightened as she is..." Amon, who was wearing a monocle and had a gentle face, chuckled, "By the way, you don't know yet, right? She was the one who told me you were here. She said your fur didn't feel good. It’s so good, she asked me to tell her how it tastes after I taste it.” After a pause, looking at Flora Jacob whose body was gradually disintegrating, Amon finally smiled and said: "I hope you taste as good as your ancestors." "No!!!" A sharp voice full of resentment and resentment sounded, marking the end of the funeral. Flora Jacob's body completely collapsed into a ball of squirming insects, and then turned into a stream of light and flew into the body of the male servant who spoke first. Next, he took off his monocle gracefully, took out a piece of silk, wiped it and said thoughtfully: "Maybe I should have called her over... or left a bite for her to try? "By the way, Flora Jacob also has a student... Tsk, with the uniqueness of 'destiny', Flora Jacob's fate is indeed a mess." He frowned as if remembering something unpleasant and put on his monocle. … Alice received Bernadette's reply on Thursday morning. The reply was as concise as Alice's request. Bernadette told Alice that she would be waiting at 11 o'clock tonight on the south bank of the Tasok River in Backlund, near the entrance of the bridge. She told Klein about this without hesitation. Klein, who had "travel", could have gone alone, but after hesitating for two seconds, he still chose to give Alice a sense of participation: "Do you want to come along?" "Okay." Alice agreed. Following Klein's request, Alice showed up at his home at 10:55 pm, exactly in his bathroom. After waiting for half a minute, Dwayne Dantès entered the bathroom and pulled out a paper figure under Alice's curious eyes. Snap! Klein shook his head and made the paper man transform into Dwayne Dantès, sitting on the toilet with a book in his hand, seemingly in a trance. Then, out of thin air, he became three or four centimeters shorter, his face became thinner, and his lines became much deeper, and he became Gehrman Sparrow. Alice looked at Klein's shorter height and was silent for two seconds, then said in a deep and authentic tone: "It seems you are also worried about your height." "Are you still leaving?" Klein indifferently raised his left hand wearing the "Wriggling Hunger". Alice hurriedly stepped forward to catch Klein. Before the figure disappeared, she couldn't help but ask: "Tell me, if you stay in the lavage room for a long time, will your servant think you are constipated? "No, have they started to feel that you have frequent and urgent urination..." Klein turned to look at Alice expressionlessly and replied coldly:
"I think they were still confused as to why I was eating ice cream in the middle of the night." Alice lowered her head silently and left with Klein. When he landed again, Klein asked with some curiosity: "Speaking of which, how did you position yourself?" "Intuition." Alice said calmly. Klein turned his head with a confused look. Alice spread her hands and answered while observing the surrounding environment: "Well, in fact, I rely on the nodes of fate to adjust my position..." This is the entrance of the Backlund Bridge on the south bank of the Tasok River. At this time, the night is dark, no one is walking on the bridge, and the surroundings are extremely quiet. Only a group of soldiers guarding the bridge can be vaguely seen standing not far away. As if noticing that they had finished chatting, green pea vines hung down from the sky, intertwining into a lush and dense forest. You can't see the top of this "forest". The vines form different roads, interspersed or spiraling, extending to the sky. This was not the first time Alice had seen this scene. She looked around and found that Bernadette was not here, so she took Klein and randomly found a path hanging in the air around the pea vines, excitedly The ground stepped forward. The vine path was very steady. After walking for a while, Alice saw the green plants connected into hammock-like seats, gently swaying at a high place. Bernadette was sitting there, wearing a self-colored Intis shirt and a dark black jacket, with a thin rapier on her waist. Except for not wearing a three-cornered hat, she was dressed in a standard maritime captain's attire. Her long chestnut hair fell naturally, and her blue and deep eyes looked over. When she noticed Alice, her movements froze slightly. Then she left her seat, walked forward, took off her hat, bent her knees slightly and said: "Miss Destiny." Alice nodded casually, pointed to the chair and asked: "Can I sit?" "...Okay." Bernadette replied. Her voice was soft but lacking in emotion, and Alice didn't care much about her emotions. She abandoned Klein on the spot and climbed onto the seat. After Bernadette watched Alice sit firmly, her eyes naturally moved away and fell on Gehrman Sparrow. She nodded in greeting: "Thank you for me, the person behind you." Klein nodded politely and said, "Okay." Klein paused for a second and spoke the words he had already prepared: "I would like to ask your help to put him in a state where he has been corroded by the core power of the seal behind Chanis Gate of the Church of the Night for a long time." As he spoke, Klein let "Resentful Spirit" Senior appear beside him. Alice only glanced at it and then looked away. Bernadette looked deeply at the "Blood Admiral" who was standing upright. She didn't ask Gehrman Sparrow why she knew she had a way, and said calmly: “The seal cores of different churches of the Church of the Night are different, and their states after being eroded are also different. “Is it the ‘Night’ pathway, or the ‘Death’ pathway, or something else?
"Is it a parish church or a general city center church?" "I know!" Alice raised her hand to answer, "It's St. Samuel's Church! Uh..." She looked at Klein. "The 'Dark Night' pathway." Klein added. (End of chapter)