1044 Placing Herself in the Tides (1/2)

Backlund, St. George Borough, in a factory room filled with junk.

Light flashed in a mirror filled with obvious cracks. Its surface turned dark and deep, as though it was connected to another world.

Suddenly, a white hand reached out from under the mirror, as though it had penetrated through layers of aqueous waves.

A figure walked out from the shadows—she was none other than the sweet and beautiful Demoness Trissy in a long black dress.

There was a rare paleness to her face, as though her face had lost all its ruddiness. Her forehead was covered in dense beads of sweat.

With a smacking sound, the suitcase in Trissy's hand fell to the ground. She could hardly suppress the horror in her eyes.

She then muttered to herself blankly, ”His messenger is actually an angel...”

At that moment, Trissy felt a chill run down her spine, as though a cold wind had blown at her.

She had never expected how dangerous it would be to summon a messenger previously. Thankfully, the woman holding the four heads in her hands watched her silently for a while before she left without doing anything.

160 Boklund Street, inside Dwayne Dantes's mansion.

”Who's it from?” Klein asked with anticipation as he received the letter from Miss Messenger.

The four heads in Reinette Tinekerr's hand spoke one after another:

Vessel...” ”Of...” ”Dirtiness...” ”Darkness...”

This nickname... Klein was taken aback when he heard that. For a moment, he didn't immediately figure out who Miss Messenger was referring to.

In his mind, the people who knew how to summon his messenger quickly flashed past, one by one, as he filtered through them.

In a few seconds, he had the corresponding guess.

Trissy!

From what Klein knew, this Demoness, who had been renamed to Trissy Cheek, might very well be one of the mediums for the Primordial Demoness's awakening or descent upon the world.

In such a situation, calling her a ”vessel” wasn't wrong.

And people who knew enough about the mysterious world knew that the Primordial Demoness was an evil goddess, one that was known as the ultimate bringer of the apocalypse that would end everything. ”She” had the creation of the apocalypse and the destruction of everything as ”Her” mission. She also wielded authorities such as desires related to feelings and emotions. It wasn't very apt to describe ”Her” with dirtiness and darkness, but it was understandable.

Similarly, dirtiness and darkness could also describe Trissy, who had been corrupted by the evil goddess to a certain extent.

As expected of an angel. ”She” actually dared to say that about the Primordial Demoness... Klein secretly marveled as he opened the letter and quickly read it.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled something. He hurriedly looked at Miss Messenger and said, ”What reaction did the sender have when she saw you?”

”She...” ”Was ...” ”Very scared...” Reinette Tinekerr's three heads spoke one after another without giving the last one a chance to speak as its head was simply left agape.

Klein's expression turned slightly heavy as he deliberated and asked, ”Did you mark her?”

The head of Reinette Tinekerr, which failed to speak previously, rushed to speak.

”No...”

The remaining three blonde, red-eyed heads added, ”Because...” ”She...” ”Had...”

”The aura...” ”Of...” ”Primordial...”

Klein fell silent for a few seconds before nodding.

”I understand.”

After watching Miss Messenger step into the void and leave, he unfurled the piece of paper and quickly read Trissy's letter.

She actually sought me out to deal with Saintess of White Katarina... Isn't this exactly what I wanted to do? Klein's eyes shimmered a few times as he immediately rummaged for a black sticky blob.

Right on the heels of that, he transformed into Gehrman Sparrow and smeared the blob uniformly onto a tiny mirror in the room.

After patiently waiting for nearly ten minutes, the black sticky blob vanished into thin air, leaving nothing behind. Klein had failed to contact Demoness Trissy.

As expected, Trissy, who has been corrupted by the Primordial Demoness to a certain extent, managed to identify Miss Messenger's level and was given a fright... She probably wouldn't communicate with Gehrman Sparrow anytime soon... Sigh, if I had known Miss Messenger is a special angel, I definitely wouldn't have let ”Her” appear in front of Trissy, or I would've informed ”Her” that if a Demoness were to summon ”Her,” she can bring both the person and letter over... Klein sighed silently and could only blame it on his luck.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a series of illusory pleas.

In a dark alley in the Backlund Bridge area.

Xio hid Wintry Blade and entered the area, looking around warily.

”Not bad, you're getting more and more experienced.”