However, he didn’t find anything abnormal.
He then scanned the other bookmarks and obtained the same answer.
As far as he could tell, since Roselle had said that the book with the Card of Blasphemy was valuable, it couldn’t be too ordinary, or it wouldn’t satisfy his sense of warped humor—to use lots of valuable knowledge to serve as a foil for an unobtrusive bookmark would be a form of teasing the recipient of the book.
“For example, a note written by some noble lady to Roselle.”
This question made many men give a knowing chuckle. The female guide shook her head and said, “No, there aren’t any. The books that contain other items have all been taken out and placed here for everyone to see.
“This is just a restoration of Emperor Roselle’s study, not the restoration of a particular point in time. There is no need to maintain an immutable state.”
Klein laughed and said immediately, “I understand, this sure is disappointing…”
As the guide introduced “Roselle’s Favorite Books,” Klein looked around the room again, taking in the overall layout.
To restore the room from more than a century ago, there were no gas lamps around the room.
The lighting mainly relied on the iron-barred oriel windows that were a few meters away and the huge crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
As for the brass lamp on the desk, there were no candles installed. It was purely a decoration.
Looking out the oriel window, Klein saw the yellow, withered lawn and a straight, iron-black lamppost.
He took note of the location and turned his attention back to the book the female guide was introducing. In his mind, he began to analyze the feasibility of the theft.
…
Klein thought, analyzing the helpers he could use.
Gradually, he had a candidate in mind: Miss Justice!
As for the question of how to verify it, as the Card of Blasphemy possessed anti-divination and anti-prophecy characteristics, the only solution he could think of for the time being was—to attempt to destroy the bookmark!
Klein slowly confirmed his thoughts, paying more and more attention to the layout of the exhibition hall.
Under the guidance of the female guide, they left the restored study and entered another exhibition hall.
When everything was over, and he was free to move around, Klein said, a little embarrassed, “Excuse me, but I would like to know where the washroom is? Upstairs?”
“No, that’s where our office is. If you follow this path until the end before turning left, you will see it.” The female guide politely pointed in a direction.
Using this opportunity, Klein figured out the connections of the washroom and several large exhibition halls, and he sketched out a rough layout in his mind.
At noon, he left the Royal Museum without doing anything and returned to 15 Minsk Street.
Klein had originally wanted to instruct Miss Justice as The Fool, saying that his adorer needed help. But on second thought, he felt that it would ruin the image of Mr. Fool.
He decided to pass on the image and voice of his “adorer’s” plea directly to Miss Justice.
In the process, Mr. Fool didn’t say anything!
“The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.
“The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.
“I pray for your help.
“I hope that someone can help me touch the bookmark in Roselle’s manuscript of creativity.
“Help me inflict small and unnoticeable damage to it and tell me of its results. While doing so, one can recite the corresponding term for ‘Pirate King’ in Hermes or ancient Hermes.
“No matter who helps me, even if there isn’t a reaction, I will be willing to pay them 500 pounds. This can be deducted from the 5,000 pounds that has not yet been paid.
“If there is a reaction, I am willing to give more.”
…
After doing all of this, Klein waited for a moment before entering the gray fog, and he saw the scene of his prayer displayed on the screen of light.
After divining that “the theft of the bookmark in the Royal Museum” involved a certain amount of danger but wasn’t too high, he extracted the plea, and added more of a “mosaic” effect to it. He also distorted his voice slightly, and he threw it into the illusory star that symbolized Miss Justice.
