Early in the morning, above the gray fog.
Klein conjured a pen and paper as he deliberated over the divination statement: “Using the radio transceiver is dangerous.”
After carefully checking the statement twice, he took out the spirit pendulum under his left sleeve and began divining.
During this process, he was on high alert and was somewhat afraid. He was like a child covering his ears while lighting firecrackers—if the outcome would involve the True Creator or the Primordial Demoness, then he would encounter danger simply from divining it. If it were any other person, they would only end up losing control or dying. However, Klein had the gray fog to shield him and prevent him from having such a tragic outcome. Hence, it was obvious that anything that happened above the gray fog was better than courting death in the real world. He was afraid that the using it repeatedly would allow the evil gods to lock onto him and personally pay him a visit.
He quickly entered the state of Cogitation and silently recited the divination.
After chanting seven times, he knew the answer without opening his eyes, since he was completely fine sitting there in his seat and wasn’t suffering from any extreme pain.
When Klein looked at the dangling topaz, he discovered that it was indeed spinning counterclockwise.
After about half an hour, he finally heard the radio transceiver produce its clickety-clack. An illusory piece of white paper was spat out with lines of Loenese words written on it.
“I’m here.
“Great Master, is that you?”
He took two steps forward and tersely answer in a reserved manner.
Amidst clicking sounds, more illusory paper was spat out.
“Your loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, at your service.”
Klein hid his discomfort in the depths of his heart and asked, “Arrodes, tell me. Where is Roy King from the Life School of Thought?”
Due to the chubby Apothecary’s description, he knew that the organization developed itself based on a master and apprentice system. He inferred that they grasped the two Beyonder pathways of Monster and Apothecary. This matched the characteristics of the Life School of Thought.
Meanwhile, Klein prepared Roy King’s picture, with the intention of relying on himself rather than on others.
The tapping sounds intensified as Arrodes produced a portrait with the radio transceiver. It was none other than Roy King with his hair neatly combed back while wearing a framed pair of glasses.
“Is this him?” A line of Loenese appeared behind the portrait.
Klein nodded.
“Yes.”
Arrodes made the radio transceiver’s tapping sound turn abnormally brisk.
“Great Master, the person you wish to find is imprisoned in the governor-general’s office of the City of Generosity, Bayam.”
“I’ve already asked, and you have already answered.”
“Arrodes, do you know the book ‘Groselle’s Travels’?”
Arrodes fell silent for two seconds before making the radio transceiver type. It spat out more illusory paper.
“Great Master, your question is too nice for me. All I needed to do was answer ‘yes’ to be done with the question. I’ve modified the question a little, changing it to ‘tell me what you know about Groselle’s Travels.’
“This is a very magical book. Many of its owners have vanished.
“I’m unable to tell who it’s creator is, but I’m certain that it first appeared among the dragons, after the disappearance of the City of Miracles, Liveseyd.”
Arrodes didn’t pause as he produced a line in Loenese: “Great Master, I’ve already asked and you have already answered.”
The radio transceiver produced its clickety-clack and spat out illusory paper.
“Ever since the disappearance of the Snake of Mercury from the Life School of Thought, the organization fractured and encountered plenty of danger. Some even died at the hands of the Rose School of Thought.
“The Life School of Thought developed in a secretive manner with the master and apprentice format, but they have an Elder Council among the upper echelons. They harmonized the conflicts between the different internal factions. Since the Fifth Epoch, the Elder Council changed to a more trendy name known as the Fate Council. There are seven councilors, and the Snake of Mercury is the president.
“Roy King’s teacher is one of the Fate councilors and had got into trouble after the Snake of Mercury’s disappearance. And before this, he had handed an important Sealed Artifact of the Life School of Thought to Roy King. This is the reason why Roy King was secretly captured by the Loen military.”
“Well, Great Master, what should I do to be a better, loyal, and humble servant?”
“Alright.” The tapping sounds became lighter again. “The aura is about to disperse. Your loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, awaits to be at your service.”
Finally, Arrodes added a drawing of a hand waving.
He took a few steps and sat by the edge of the bed, considering the matter regarding Roy King.
He had no intention of infiltrating Bayam’s governor-general’s office and rescuing Roy King under the military’s tight security. This was because he didn’t know the man at all, and he hadn’t even seen him before. The only connection they had was through the chubby Apothecary.
In the information provided to him by Arrodes, Klein noticed that the mystical item which Admiral of Blood Senor had, which made him sufficiently lucky, came from the Life School of Thought. There was a high probability that the faction backing this pirate admiral was the Rose School of Thought. They were taking advantage of the Snake of Mercury’s disappearance, so they could kill members of the Life School of Thought.
The paper crane that was personally folded by that Snake of Mercury, Will Auceptin, was still with him!
