Chapter 438: Found You

Zaratul's Spirituality stirred, and he took out that Magic Mirror.

There was no issue with the storage of the Magic Mirror, but its position in the safe was at the very back, which was somewhat different from where it was initially stored; this might imply someone's resistance toward it.

"Witch Sect? The aura of the 'Primordial Witch'!" Through a quick divination, Zaratul determined the location this Magic Mirror pointed to.

"Trissy?" He seemed to have thought of something and dug out a document from this office.

The document recorded recent events involving the Witch Sect in the Southern Continent, and the date of the signature was roughly the time after Qiunas had been replaced.

Among them, the name Trissy was specially marked; it was the starting point for the drastic change in the Witch Sect's style.

"He contacted the Witch Sect, and then ordered an in-depth investigation into the Witch Sect."

This was normal and consistent with the status of a Deputy Director of MI9, but Zaratul's divination gave him a different feeling.

"So it was here." Zaratul finally revealed a smile; he had found the clue he needed.

Zaratul once again pulled a relevant investigation report from the documents.

It was not that the "Diviner" did not want to handle these investigation reports, but that he had no time or could not handle them.

He himself probably could not have predicted that he would be drawn into that great battle of Angels, and naturally, he had not made the corresponding preparations.

But even if he had not been drawn into that great battle, he could not have destroyed these documents after completing his undercover mission and exiting unscathed; once destroyed, a loophole would appear.

After all, MI9 had backups and records; if something went missing, it would be even easier to be suspected.

"Klein Moretti... Sherlock Moriarty..." These were the two names hidden in the documents, and also the collaboration between Trissy and MI9.

As a "Faceless" himself, Zaratul knew very well what it felt like to be hidden behind countless masks.

"Sherlock Moriarty, huh..." Zaratul pointed his finger at this name, and memories surfaced in his mind.

During the war when the "God of Deceit" ascended to godhood, he suddenly felt an intuition and went to the Southern Continent; he happened to have seen this person at that time.

"It turns out I wasn't wrong, I just missed it." At the time, Zaratul had only witnessed the "God of Deceit" ascending to godhood, feeling inexplicably shocked, and completely ignored the existence of such a person.

Afterward, he was even more passively treated as a guest while being virtually under house arrest; only recently had he broken free.

"Found you!" Zaratul suddenly sighed; after searching for hundreds of years, he had finally grasped the clue he wanted.

"Klein Moretti!" Zaratul locked onto this original name; at this stage, this "Diviner" had not yet reached the "Faceless" stage, and the information revealed was more abundant.

"However, the Evernight Church is a bit troublesome..." Zaratul hesitated for a moment, picked up the Magic Mirror, and finally used the unique method of MI9 to contact the Witch on the other side.

Hum!

Ripples brushed across the Magic Mirror, and Zaratul soon saw a dazzling blue radiance.

Sss!

That radiance actually penetrated the mirror surface and was projected over from a distance!

Zaratul's expression was calm; a starlight flashed, and that blue radiance was instantly trapped within the Space, unable to advance an inch.

Just at this moment, he also looked at the Curse sealed by the Space, his expression changing slightly; then, a figure condensed from starlight appeared behind him.

Although this Curse was not powerful, it carried a certain aura that even an Angel like him was wary of.

"You dare to come looking for me again!?" Trissy's cold voice came from the mirror surface.

"I have found the person you are looking for." Zaratul's face changed, reverting to his own appearance.

"..." Trissy's figure in the mirror paused, and only then did she look at Zaratul with solemn eyes.

"The previous Qiunas Colger is highly likely the person you are looking for." Zaratul's words made Trissy calm down instantly.

"Next, MI9 and the Secret Order will do their best to collect information on him; will you participate?"

Zaratul began to take this Witch seriously and was also prepared to borrow the power of the Witch Sect.

"Why are you looking for him?!" Trissy's eyes narrowed slightly, stroking the Sapphire Ring on her hand.

At this instant, Zaratul actually felt a slight leap in his Spirituality.

"I want two things on him," Zaratul said, "the 'Attendant of Mysteries' Characteristic and 'Sefirah Castle'."

"... Fine." Trissy's eyes dimmed, and she finally agreed softly.

The radiance on the Magic Mirror converged, and Trissy took the initiative to cut off the connection to the Magic Mirror.

"Evernight Church..." Zaratul looked toward the direction of Saint Samuel Cathedral; he had a very precise intuition that the person he wanted to find might be there.

It was just that he really did not dare to go over.

Klein walked out from the depths of Saint Samuel Cathedral; the "Hidden Angel" had already disappeared.

He even had the Potion Formula for "Miracle Invoker" in his hand.

"But this is just too much of a pit!" Klein had already learned what he would have to face for the advancement to "Miracle Invoker."

"Every Pathway has a limited number of Angels." The "Snake of Fate" on Klein's wrist buzzed instantly, showing its presence.

"At this level, it is almost impossible for a Characteristic to be dispersed into materials." The voice of the "Snake of Fate" echoed in Klein's mind.

"And for the Pathway you are on, you cannot advance across Pathways."

The "Snake of Fate" seemed to be covering up its previous embarrassment, so it threw out several sentences with massive amounts of information in a row.

"..." Klein blinked, understanding what the "Snake of Fate" meant; the "Marauder" Pathway was in the hands of the Zoroast Family and Amon, and the "Apprentice" Pathway was in the hands of the Abraham Family; none of them were easy to deal with.

"But why did you run away just now?" Klein regained his senses and still asked the "Snake of Fate" this question.

"..." The "Snake of Fate" was also extremely embarrassed; it had just boasted, and the next instant it ran away directly—it was too shameful.

"Wah!" A baby's loud crying suddenly appeared in Klein's mind.

"Don't mess around! We're talking about serious business." Klein knocked on the bracelet in his hand with a headache.

"It wasn't that I took the initiative to avoid it; it was my Luck. At that time, my parents happened to drop and break a vase, which woke me up." The crying stopped immediately, and the voice of the "Angel of Fate" was also somewhat solemn.

"My Luck took effect at a critical moment, allowing me to avoid meeting the 'Hidden Angel'."

"Luck?" This answer was beyond Klein's expectations.

"Yes, if my true body or an avatar had really met this 'Hidden Angel', then something I would not want to see might have happened."

"..." Klein thought of that mysterious "Hidden Angel" and gave a slight nod, "It might be because she has the Goddess's attention; the moment you meet her, it is the same as the Goddess seeing you."