1124 Enhanced Teammates (2/2)
”How much longer?”
”A week—no, five days. Five days, tops,” Fors quickly replied.
Klein didn't say anything else. After Fors packed up her drafts, fountain pen, half a bottle of wine, and other memorabilia, he took two steps forward and grabbed her shoulder.
Countless indescribable figures flashed past, and Fors felt a little more relaxed than before. She even attempted to ”Record” this ”Travel.”
Before long, she returned to Backlund and returned to the alley where she had disappeared from before. She heard The World Gehrman Sparrow say, ”Rest for a few days before setting off.
Take note of any replies. Also, ask your teacher again if there's any information related to the Blood Emperor Tudor, mainly about the various ruins.”
”Alright.” Fors quickly agreed and thanked him.
AJFter separating from Gehrman Sparrow, she returned to a street in East Borough and entered an apartment that she shared with Xio.
Xio put down the newspaper and looked at her friend.
”Was it effective?”
”Pretty good. I went to a free city belonging to the pirates this time...” Before Fors could finish speaking, her expression changed slightly. ”Give me my coffee beans and cigarettes.”
”Why? Was it lacking there?” Xio asked in puzzlement.
Fors ran straight for the room inside and sat in front of the desk. She opened her drafts and picked up a pen. Without looking back, she said, ”For the sake of the new book!
”Remember to make me coffee!”
Xio followed her to the bedroom door. When she heard that, she opened her mouth but didn't say anything.
In another spot in East Borough, in a rented apartment with a similar layout.
As Zaratul had already arrived in Backlund, it was unknown when Amon would be ”baited” over. The Red Angel evil spirit's true motives were unknown, and he was planning on preventing George III from becoming a Black Emperor. On the one hand, Klein was trying his best to digest the Bizarro Sorcerer potion, and on the other hand, he was making various preparations.
At this moment, after handling The Magician, he opened up a piece of paper and wrote:
”Dear Mr. Azik,
”I've recently learned quite a bit of ancient history. I believe you will be very interested in it. Otherwise, you wouldn't have chosen to be a history teacher after losing your memories.
This history involves some concealed secrets, so it's not convenient to describe them in a letter. When you wake up, I will share it with you in person...
”Also, I can create a charm called 'Yesterday Once More.' Once used, you can find your past self through the Historical Void and borrow power from 'Him.'
”This is actually not something worth paying attention to. What's most important is that you can retrieve your memories from your past self. There's no need to use decades to slowly awaken them. I believe you will like it...
”I attached two with this letter. If you wake up, you can try their effects...
”I'm currently in an environment filled with undercurrents. If you come over, please be careful. Please observe the situation in advance...
”...On the matter of George III advancing to a Black Emperor, I will try to do something, but the chances of success are very slim...
”Finally, I wish you well. I also wish that you wake up soon. Your eternal student, Klein Moretti.”
After folding the letter, Klein stuffed two Yesterday Once More charms into the envelope.
Following that, he took out Azik's copper whistle and blew it.
The huge skeleton messenger immediately emerged from the floor and received the letter with his head at a height lower than Klein.
Klein nodded slightly and watched as the messenger disintegrated into bones before disappearing.
After doing all of this, he used two fingers to pull out Will Auceptin's paper crane from his wallet. He wrote on it with a pencil:
”I have something to ask you.”
He placed the paper crane under his pillow and lay down on it. With the help of ”Cogitation,” he entered a deep sleep.
In the depths of the pitch-black sharp tower, Klein once again met Will Auceptin, who was sitting in a black baby pram.
Without waiting for the other party to speak, he directly asked, ”Do you know who can provide the method needed to accommodate the Uniqueness? What kind of price would it take?”
If the price is too high, then forget it... Klein added inwardly.
Will Auceptin, who was sucking on his thumb, was taken aback.
”You want to help me accommodate the Die of Probability?”
Klein nodded seriously and said, ”Regardless of whether it's a success or not, we should try our best.”
Just as he finished speaking, Will Auceptin's tears rolled down his cheeks.
The chubby baby pounded his hands to the side and cried sadly. He whimpered and said, ”It's useless... It's too late... I've already rebooted, and I still have to spend at least twenty-two years growing before I can accommodate the Uniqueness... Why didn't you say that earlier...
”I'm really unlucky... It must've been that silly snake, Ouroboros, who took too much of my luck...”