1000 Prelude (2/2)

Upon writing this, Klein paused and added, ”I suspect that the Mother Tree of Desire has the intention of encroaching onto the authority of the Moon domain, but I'm unsure why the Primordial Moon believers would join the Rose School of Thought. This secret existence seems to have a very complicated relationship with the Mother Tree of Desire. They are at odds, but they have also cooperated. It's hard to tell...”

Putting down his pen and folding the letter, Klein looked at Miss Messenger who had been waiting. He asked with a chortle, ”How did you know that I'll be replying?”

One of Reinette Tinekerr's heads succinctly answered, ”Inkling...”

Right on the heels of that, the four blonde, red-eyed heads spoke one after another, ”You...” ”Seem a...” Little livelier...” ”Recently...”

”Your expression...” ”Has also...” ”Become much...” ”Richer...”

As Klein pulled out the box that was connected to his golden pocket watch, he took out a gold coin from it and said with a self-deprecating smile, ”Repeatedly wearing a thick mask isn't good for one's mental health. I realized that after becoming a demigod.”

Therefore, unless he was in situations where he needed to disguise or hide his feelings, he limited the use of his Clown's power to control his emotions.

Reinette Tinekerr didn't say a word as the heads bit on the gold coin and letter before vanishing.

Watching Miss Messenger leave, Klein leaned back slightly and inwardly muttered,

I wonder if Miss Sharron and Marie will use the Sanguine to deal with the Rose School of Thought members in Backlund...

Miss Sharron is probably focusing her time and efforts on her advancement. She might not involve herself, but I can't be sure about Marie...

Emlyn changed into his Church of Earth Mother priest robes, and then wore a red coat and a silk hat before walking out the Harvest Church. He then got into a rental carriage by the roadside.

After saying his destination, he casually cast his gaze out the window.

At this moment, Emlyn sensed something as he abruptly moved his body, leaving shadowy afterimages in his wake as he moved to the side.

Then, he saw a figure appear out of nowhere.

It was a young man whose coat wasn't buttoned, revealing the white shirt and black vest within. His brown hair was a little moist and messy as though he hadn't combed it in a while. His brown eyes were filled with temperance, as though he was restraining certain urges deep within his heart.

Upon seeing this pale corpse-like face, Emlyn tipped his chin and said with a smile, showing no signs of nervousness, ”You have finally come.”

”Aren't you afraid that I'm a member of the Rose School of Thought that's here to finish you off?” The young man's figure turned somewhat transparent.

Emlyn scoffed and said, ”Would I not be aware of the Rose School of Thought's history? Or matters about the betrayal of the temperance faction and their escape?

”Well, how do I address you?”

”Marie,” the young man replied. ”Is this the information you received from the upper echelons of the Sanguine?”

Emlyn was taken aback as he tsked.

”You are smarter than I thought.”

He used such a remark to confirm the other party's guess.

Marie slowly drew a breath and leaned forward slightly.

”How did you notice our existence from Ian's side?”

Emlyn leisurely leaned back into the carriage and said with a smile, ”Humans have the smell of humans. Wraiths have the smell of wraiths.”

Marie fell silent for a few seconds before asking, ”You Sanguine wish to deal with the Rose School of Thought members in Baddund?”

”The important members,” Emlyn replied by making an emphasis.

”If that's the case, we can use ourselves as bait to help you fish out the Rose School of Thought members. However, I need confirmation.” Marie rubbed his eyes and said directly, ”I know you are unable to make the decision. You can first return to seek permission from the Sanguine. After you obtain their assurance, you know where to find us.”

Having said that, he handed a dossier in his hand.

”This is from Ian. It's the initial feedback from tracking Ernes Boyar. Many bounty hunters have completed this together.”

Emlyn received the dossier and nodded in a rare look of solemnity.

”Okay.”