Chapter 372: Method

Huh?

Klein sensed the strange changes occurring in his marionette and hurriedly used the Spirit Body Thread to manipulate the Dragon's body, allowing it to continue existing.

"The key to leaving the world within the book lies inside this Dragon's body!"

Right, this Dragon, just like this world, might be fake, merely a part of the story...

Klein understood something and felt a bit of regret for the Dragon marionette, but he already had the thought of abandoning the marionette and letting the story end.

It was impossible for him to stop these people from leaving anyway...

Klein thought of this and was about to give up his control over the Dragon's Spirit Body Thread, but at this very moment, his Spirituality suddenly stirred.

He thought of a problem.

If living people walked into his fairy tale book and were trapped for hundreds or thousands of years, could human beings still be alive!?

Klein lowered his eyelids, thinking of a possibility.

"Haha! Forget about him, we won anyway! This Dragon really beat me until I had no temper left!" Mobet laughed loudly.

"Release your control over that Dragon!" Xiatasi widened her eyes, lightning crackling in her hair.

"That really was..." Mobet walked toward Xiatasi unconsciously and pulled her, who was on the verge of tears, into his embrace.

Meanwhile, the quick-witted Mobet had already looked toward Klein.

He was the youngest one in this book, and the Arbiter pathway could not significantly increase one's lifespan.

"..." Klein looked at this small team and spoke slowly, "It is currently the Fifth Epoch, year 1350."

The atmosphere, which had been quite good just a moment ago, suddenly became very strange.

"You are alive right now, but once you walk out of this world, you will likely turn into a pile of white bones and a few Characteristics," Klein said. This was the answer his Spirituality gave him; it was very accurate, and there were no other possibilities.

At their highest, they were only Sequence 5; how could they possibly live for hundreds or thousands of years?

"So we are already dead?" Xiatasi looked as if she were crying yet not crying.

The others also revealed smiles. Among them, those trapped in this world for the shortest time had been here for over a hundred years, and the one who had been here the longest, Groselle, had been here for thousands of years.

"Yeah, why hasn't there been any movement yet?" The Loen soldier Longze was also anxious.

"So, Mr. John Constantine, can you let us out?" Mobet pointed out directly. This small team that had once faced the Dragon had already picked up their weapons with astonishing tacit understanding, facing Klein head-on.

"Then how should we leave this world?" Xiatasi could no longer suppress her excitement.

The others also sensed something and just looked at the Dragon behind Klein.

Groselle had already closed the Giant's single eye, and the door-sized greatsword in his hand trembled slightly. Xiatasi and the other Elves and humans also turned pale, no better than the unmelted ice and snow.

"1350... I have been in this world for 165 years..." The Loen soldier Longze closed his eyes, as if recalling the past, or perhaps mourning for himself.

"But it's not entirely impossible!" Mobet's eyes lit up. "My great-grandfather has the ability to steal lifespan; it seems he could also do it as a gift, or perhaps by using the Rule of Deception!"

Klein was also silent. These people should have had a profound understanding of their own situation; it was only after he pointed out the year that they suddenly woke up.

Klein's words were like a horror story, causing everyone's expressions to change.

Mobet's words brought a glimmer of hope to the others' faces.

Under the influence of the world, they had subconsciously ignored the issue of lifespan. Now that it had been pointed out by Klein, their minds were shaken, and they were unable to think.

And because of his background, Mobet could be considered knowledgeable, so he managed to stabilize his state of mind quite quickly.

"Your great-grandfather?" Klein blinked, feeling that he sounded very impressive.

"He is Pallez Zoroast, a Sequence 1 Angel!" Mobet's words surprised even Klein.

A Sequence 1 Angel, even more powerful than Mr. Azik and the Messenger... Perhaps he really could accomplish such an incredible feat?

"Is he still alive?" Klein couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, as long as the Solomon Empire exists, the Zoroast Family will not decline! This is the promise of His Majesty the Emperor!"

The Solomon Empire did indeed exist, and the Zoroast Family was still one of the most powerful families in the Solomon Empire.

Klein also felt the terrifying nature of the background—could this even be saved?!

Of course, it was only a possibility.

"Then, sir, could I trouble you to go to the Solomon Empire, to the Zoroast Family?" Mobet asked with a pleading tone.

"The Angel Family can afford the reward!"

Klein did not agree immediately, but instead looked at Xiatasi, "Can you decipher Elven books?"

"I can!" Xiatasi thought Klein was setting conditions.

"I also want all the knowledge you know from the Second Epoch and the Third Epoch!"

Klein also looked at the others; these people could all be called walking history books, possessing extremely high value.

"We can!" Everyone agreed.

"Then I can help you contact them, or you can give me your great-grandfather's honorific name directly!" Klein looked at Mobet.

"Okay!" Mobet was also decisive.

After some effort, Klein's consciousness detached from the Zhi'an, and under the pull of the Grey Fog, he left this world.

—Klein's Paper Figurine avatar also possessed extraordinary abilities, enough to maintain the existence of the King of the North.

The next instant, the "Fool" Klein above the Grey Fog opened his eyes.

"This is quite a big trouble," Klein muttered. Contacting an Angel Family, or even directly contacting an Angel—how could that be simple?

"Perhaps I will have to use the identity of the Dream Bishop to do this." Only this identity could stand tall in front of an Angel Family.

"But an Angel of the Marauder pathway?" Klein would not forget that the Abraham Family, the Antigonus Family, and other Angel Families were all searching for the "Fool".

"Then why does the Zoroast Family not have any news of this?" Klein was also a bit confused.

But Klein couldn't figure it out, so he simply recorded the Angel's honorific name dictated by Mobet.

"Witness of Time and Fate..." Klein chanted this honorific name, and a ripple occurred above the Grey Fog, with a deep red star manifesting upon it.

It was just that this star was somewhat special; it actually had an indescribable Causality connection with another deep red star.

"What is going on?" Klein did not dare to directly touch the crimson star representing an Angel, choosing instead to touch another one.

Hum!

In just this instant, Klein widened his eyes abruptly, feeling that the aura of this crimson star was far too familiar!

His gaze followed the connection downward, and he immediately gasped.

"Leonard!"