After hearing Anderson’s question, Klein was momentarily at a loss for an answer. He couldn’t just tell him that he had fallen out of a dream suspected to belong to Queen Mystic.
He coldly looked at the unlucky Strongest Hunter, raised his right hand, and pointed upwards.
“Is that so…” Anderson Hood nodded in enlightenment.
“Not someone we know? Not a member of the Future? The person who came out of the door from deep inside the hall?” Anderson suddenly became excited.
“She… What prophecy?” Anderson was somewhat puzzled.
Anderson listened carefully as he drew a gasp.
“That’s just too accurate! I was drinking beer and nearly made myself a ret*rd. Who would imagine that most of the alcohol on the Future is problematic!”
He ruminated for a few seconds and asked, somewhat worried, “That’s it?
“Did you forget any details or keywords?”
Back in the library, he had been suddenly accused of being Hero Bandit Black Emperor by Queen Mystic. This inevitably caused him to be placed in a passive state. Afterwards, he attempted to throw her off and not be led by the nose; therefore, he remained extremely nervous. His thoughts were completely focused on what he should say in response, without the time to consider the entire process and figure out the details. Now, he finally had the time.
However, he had another thought and guess.
At this point, he had actually relaxed significantly. This was because Queen Mystic clearly only knew that Gehrman Sparrow was equivalent to Hero Bandit Black Emperor, and he was a Beyonder who worked for some important figure. It didn’t involve even more secrets.
Even if she had connected the loss of the Black Emperor card that night to Detective Sherlock Moriarty who was nearby, that wouldn’t be a huge problem.
Amidst his thoughts, Klein also felt that the help from the gray fog and his caution had played a significant role. If he hadn’t noticed that he had been observed by someone ahead of time while instinctively abiding by his will, he might’ve summoned the messenger under Queen Mystic’s surveillance.
Klein leaped onto the boulder and came to the side of the withered trees. He looked at the magnificent buildings on the opposite mountain and said in a seemingly normal manner, “At Nas, you showcased the star bridge to connect the dock to the ship. Were there any hidden motives behind that?”
Cattleya’s head leaned to the side a little as she said, “I’m not telling you!”
“…” Klein was momentarily left at a loss.
He originally imagined that Admiral of Stars would be very honest in the dream world. He had never expected such a situation; of course, this was also a form of honesty, but it was an honest personality.
After two seconds of silence, Klein decided to pull a bluff.
“You wished to use this method to inform someone that I’m worthy of attention?”
Cattleya exhaled and remained sitting there, hugging her knees.
“Pretty much.
“It was mainly to tell others that if something serious happens or if I show obvious abnormalities, you will be the first clue.”
He knew that Admiral of Stars had done such a cheap trick to protect herself, but as The Fool, he needed to punish her for such actions.
As for Queen Mystic’s suggestion, he didn’t even consider it.
Emperor Roselle’s diary contained matters of his transmigration and Earth. If he taught Queen Mystic how to read Chinese, she would discover this point and make even more critical guesses!
Cattleya’s glazed expression suddenly had a lively change. She pursed her lips and said, “What right do I have to fall out with her?
“I was just banished.”
Looking at the bright sky outside, he wiped his forehead and muttered silently to himself.
After dealing with his wistfulness, Klein rolled off the bed and came to the deck. He continued his observation and awaited the appearance of mermaids.
Nearly an hour later, he finally heard a faint, indistinct voice coming from the distance.
