Klein’s heart raced from Emlyn White's description, making him deeply realize that the existence beyond the Seven Gods wasn't so reliable.
I excepted that… he sighed.
At this point, Emlyn said bitterly, "If 'The Fool' has less negative effects, I can still consider praying."
The only impact is you would have to pay a certain price… To maintain his image, Klein patted Emlyn's shoulder and drew the triangular holy sigil on his chest.
"Praying to an unclear existence is very dangerous. Since that’s the case, why not pick one of the Seven Gods you like? They won’t affect your daily life or make you discard your mask," he said.
For "The Brave" bar, he needs to head to East District first and change into the worker's uniform at the one-bedroom house on Black Palmtree Street…
With this thought in mind, Klein walked towards the public carriage stop opposite.
… … …
Outside West District, inside Greene Cemetery.
Fors Wall, wearing a black veil, quietly walked beside Dorian Gray from the Abraham family, accompanying him to visit and lay flowers for Lawrence, Anissa, et al.
Silent as they moved forward, her thoughts were on "The Frenzy Eater’s Stomach." She knew she had already digested the Apprentice potion; obtaining "The Frenzy Eater's Stomach" would make her a Master Magician. However, there was no lead on where to find it. Sun could be of help but he was afraid due to previous events and didn't dare invite friends to hunt frenzy eaters.
To advance quickly and get closer to breaking the full moon curse, she even prayed to "The Fool" for his devotee's help in finding materials. During this process, she revealed that her new book would soon be published and she could earn a guaranteed advance—she didn't worry about "The Fool" knowing her real identity because she believed he was well aware.
In the quiet, peaceful, and cold environment, Fors and Dorian stopped before Lawrence's grave.
Reading the epitaph "He was a good teacher," Dorian Gray remained silent for a long time. He finally sighed, "What irony…"
"Why?" Fors asked in surprise.
She had heard from Lawrence that he used to be an elementary school teacher in Coston, County Sea, which is why she wrote such an epitaph.
"This has nothing to do with you; it’s our family's matter," Dorian said with self-deprecating humor. He bent down and laid the flowers.
Standing up, he stared straight ahead and suddenly spoke, "Fors, do you want to become a supernatural being? The one I described in my letter."