Chapter 396: Mindset

The Hidden Angel and Adam both looked at Chumen, wanting to obtain sufficient information from him.

"Fifty-fifty, I suppose." Chumen sighed softly.

"I prevented the awakening of the 'Mysteries', but His goal has already been achieved."

Chumen spoke of the matter regarding that curtain cloak.

"This means the Rules of Sefirah Castle are eroding his body and soul at every moment, gradually deepening; this is irreversible."

Chumen stopped the sudden awakening of the "Lord of the Mysteries", but this almost silent erosion could not be stopped.

And once this erosion reaches a certain degree, it will merge the cloak itself into Klein's body, truly becoming an "Attendant of Mysteries".

Adam's eyes merely flashed, he nodded gently, and left directly.

Amanises was silent for a moment, but she did add one more sentence, "Have him come to my side afterward."

"The problem of the transmigrators is far from being fully understood; it can only be confirmed that they all have something to do with the Grey Fog, and Roselle likely fell from the Grey Fog as well..."

"Thank you for your help, Chumen... Bishop." Klein's complexion lacked the high spirits he had when his performance was completed, appearing instead slightly gloomy and filled with Despair.

Chumen nodded silently, lying in his chair, and soon waited for Klein to arrive.

"Hmm."

Chumen was not in a hurry to point it out; let poor Klein have some time to react.

"It's just that I can't even be sure if he was the first transmigrator..."

Klein thought of those "Cocoons" that were already empty; he did not count them in detail, as the quantity no longer had meaning. He was more concerned with the secrets hidden within them.

Afterward, He also left, staying no longer.

So Klein did not use the marionette Herwin Rambis.

"I suggest you find a Psychiatrist."

"That is all I can do; you must walk the path ahead yourself." Chumen nodded gently.

"The meaning of existence?" Klein watched the Earl's carriage moving further and further away, his mental state already much improved.

Klein went to the Dream Church and found Audrey Hall, who had not yet left, to ask her to perform a psychoanalysis for him.

"Then I'll be going first." Klein soon took his leave.

"Next time, I should pay more attention to this aspect of things."

"Many thanks for the suggestion; I do indeed need a doctor." Klein pinched the space between his eyebrows; his mood had lifted slightly after seeing Chumen.

But at least he hadn't collapsed. Having been in this world for so long, he already had bonds that could support his existence.

Things like mental Pacify and psychological treatment must be done by living people; ability is only a part of it, as it also requires corresponding psychological knowledge.

Because of this incident with Sefirah Castle, Klein had a rough guess about his identity. It was just that having worshipped the "Supreme Dream" for so long and played the "Fool" for so long, if it were revealed mercilessly right now, Klein would lose control due to an explosion of shame...

Klein left directly via the Phantom Realm. Chumen watched the crack gradually dissipate and revealed a smile, "He can endure even this?"

"And that cloak..."

Klein even looked behind him with some stress. The only thing worth being glad about was that the curtain had not left the Grey Fog; otherwise, he didn't know what accidents might occur.

Klein's heart had settled down. He returned to his home in the suburbs of Backlund and saw his older brother and younger sister.

But there was currently one guest at Moretti Manor.

"Leonard?" Klein suddenly saw this teammate who had returned from a long journey, "When did you get back?"

"Just arrived." Leonard returned to Backlund and went back to the Sherlock Detective Agency only to find it had already closed. He had nowhere to go, but fortunately, he found out where Klein's home was now.

"I'm planning to go back to Tingen; Ms. Daly and the Captain are going to hold their wedding." Leonard suddenly threw out a bombshell.

"What?!" Klein's mental state instantly soared.

"There is an invitation here for you; the wedding is being held in three days." Leonard took out the invitation he had retrieved from the mailbox at the Sherlock Detective Agency.

The Captain and the others didn't even know that Klein and Leonard had gone to the Southern Continent.

"Alright, let's go back together." Klein held the invitation and suddenly felt a bit sentimental.

"Ms. Daly is still the best, actually managing to hook the Captain!"

Klein and Leonard looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

Among the Tingen Nighthawks, this pair had already been entangled for a long time.

"Then you stay at the manor for now; we'll go back together tomorrow."

"Alright."

The next morning, Klein greeted his family and walked out of the manor with Leonard.

"I'll take you!" Klein reached out and grabbed Leonard's shoulder, directly tearing open a Phantom Realm crack behind them.

"When did you learn Teleportation?" Leonard looked astonished.

"There's a lot you don't know!"

Klein pulled Leonard and jumped into the Phantom Realm. With just a daze, the two were back in Tingen, back at the Blackthorn Security Company.

"Klein, Leonard?!" Rozanne's familiar voice carried a sense of surprise, "Are you back to attend the Captain and Ms. Daly's wedding?"

"Long time no see, Rozanne!" Klein greeted the surprised Rozanne.

"..." Leonard was still a bit dazed, his brain unable to keep up.

"Old man, what just happened?" Leonard asked softly.

"Your colleague is already a Demigod..." Pallez Zoroast's tone was also somewhat complex.

"A Demigod?" Leonard subconsciously felt that he had missed a lot. He had been acting together with Klein, and because of the evil cults, their progress had always been synchronized, but now he had fallen behind.

"It seems Backlund hasn't been peaceful lately either..." Leonard muttered, then greeted Rozanne and entered the office.

"Captain, why are you still working here?" Leonard and Klein both looked at Dunn Smith in surprise.

This Captain was getting married in two days and was still handling official business.

"Ah, you..." Dunn was also somewhat pleasantly surprised by their sudden return.

"We need to knock some sense into those people within these two days, so they don't cause trouble during our wedding."

Lady Daly walked in holding a pot of freshly brewed black tea; her complexion was rosy and she was in excellent spirits, not at all like a "Gatekeeper."

"Please have some tea, dear." Lady Daly poured a cup of tea for Dunn and held it out before him.

Dunn's expression was also somewhat unnatural, but he still generously took the teacup and poured a cup for Daly in return, "Thank you, dear."

The movements of Klein and Leonard as they reached for their teacups both faltered; they exchanged a glance, their expressions somewhat strange, and abandoned the intention of drinking the tea—this tea was too cloying.