Chapter 377: The

"Do you know the reason?" Azke's eyes flickered as he looked rather surprised at the human‑shaped Angerweide and said.

Angerweide gently shook his head, reached out to stroke his graying beard and began:

"I don't know; I only made some guesses from your reaction, which every audience member is good at."

"However, regarding your condition I have some conjecture; it may be linked to the arrangements left by that Death God. You are his direct descendant, the angel of this path, the best vessel for his resurrection."

"Moreover, since the Death God's fall, the uniqueness of this path has been lost; neither Black Night nor Badehail have been able to find that uniqueness."

"Uniqueness." Azke lowered his head, his brows furrowing as a dull headache throbbed, yet he could recall nothing more.

Seeing Azke lost in thought, Angerweide shifted his gaze to Klein at the head of the weathered long table and asked, slightly puzzled: "The keeper of knowledge hasn't truly died; where should I place his statue?"

Klein restrained the impulse to glance at the Prophet's Avatar and, in a leisurely tone, said:

"Offer it to me directly."

He worried the gray‑white statue might still bear traces of the Witch Sect or the Dragon King's methods, so it's safer to first cleanse it above the gray mist.

"Fine." Angerweide nodded slightly, replying evenly, as if he had already anticipated the answer.

His gaze lingered a moment on the Prophet's Avatar with subtle meaning, smiling and nodding at him before looking away.

Klein tapped the table edge twice with his fingers and, in a calm voice, said:

"That's all for now; if needed, you may invoke my name directly."

Angerweide rose from his high‑backed chair, scanned the room, saw two other figures also standing, and in a gentle tone addressed the figure shrouded in gray mist at the head: "Pleasant cooperation!"

"Pleasant cooperation!" Klein replied with a relaxed demeanor.

As his thoughts drifted, a burst of deep‑red light flared up then quickly faded, and Angerweide's figure vanished with the red glow above the gray mist.

With Angerweide gone, the Prophet's Avatar and Azke sat down again, exchanging a glance, their mouths hinting at smiles.

Klein dispersed the gray mist surrounding himself, looked at Azke and asked with concern:

"Mr. Azke, do you know the whereabouts of the Death God's Path Uniqueness? It might be related to why you repeatedly lose your memory."

Azke shook his head slightly, his words tinged with bewilderment: "I don't know; perhaps when I recover all my memories I will understand the cause."

"I have a hunch that the Dragon King's conjecture is most likely true."

The Prophet's Avatar lightly tapped the armrest to his right twice, a smile at the corner of his mouth, and in a calm voice said:

"The Death God's uniqueness lies in the Furious Sea, but I don't know the exact location. Perhaps, once you regain your memory and obtain the relevant item, you can sense it."

"Relevant item?" Azke asked, brow slightly furrowed.

The Prophet's Avatar nodded lightly and said:

"'Hell General' Ludewil carries a ring said to be left by the Death God."

"He is a member of the Spirit Sect; that item is most likely truly a Death God relic."

Klein leaned against the chair back, hands naturally crossed, and information about that "Hell General" surfaced in his mind:

"'Hell General' Ludewil, flagship the 'Black Tulip', bounty 55,000 pounds, once a subordinate of the King of the Five Seas, later independent, linked to the Spirit Sect, highest bounty and strongest among the Seven Generals, cruel and bloodthirsty."

"I'm sure I can't beat him; at least I need to ascend to Secret Companion Master first, or simply call someone"

Klein glanced at Azke and the Prophet's Avatar beside him, subtly restraining his thoughts.

Azke rubbed his bridge of the nose twice, easing the discomfort from constant recollection, then softly said, "After I recover most of my memories, I'll seek that 'Hell General' to obtain the Death God's ring."

"I have a feeling this must wait until I'm in better condition."

Klein stared curiously at Azke and asked:

"That 'Hell General' should only be a Tier‑5 Exceptional; even with the 'Death God's' ring, it shouldn't be dangerous to you, right?"

"The 'Hell General' should only be a Tier‑5 extraordinary; even with the Death God's ring, it shouldn't pose danger to you."

Azke gently shook his head, his voice flat, and said:

"I'm not really sure; it's just a hunch. Perhaps other matters entangled by this bring danger."

"Other matters? Referring to the Death God's uniqueness? That Death God once…"

Klein murmured to himself for a moment, then turned his gaze to an empty spot around the weathered table and laughed lightly, saying:

"Mr. Azke, I've used the special conditions here to establish a gathering; members come from various places, with different identities, all drawn here by chance and connected with me, most are low‑ to mid‑tier but the scope is wide."

"If you're interested, you can join, and you can also post tasks at the gathering to collect things that help restore your memory."

Azke nodded lightly, a look of interest on his face, and said: "Very interesting gathering; if I have time, I'll attend."

Klein suddenly felt confident after finding a backer, suppressed a smile and said: "The gathering is every Monday at 3 p. m. Beckland Time; I'll notify you before each session."

"By the way, they use Tarot cards as codenames; these are the ones not yet chosen."

While speaking, Klein lightly waved his hand, manifesting a set of Tarot cards above the table, but the already‑selected "Fool", "World", and "White Tower" were absent.

Ke Lai En gently nodded, and at the same time caused the other tarot cards to vanish, leaving only this one floating in front of A Zi Ke.

Klein's slight nod caused the other Tarot cards to vanish, leaving only this one floating in front of Azke.

The Prophet's Avatar turned his head to look; the card depicted a Death God riding a white horse in armor, brandishing a black flag embroidered with roses, overlooking the living below—one of the twenty‑two Major Arcana, the "Death God" card.

"This card hints at massive transformation and continual renewal of self‑awareness; regardless of the form of ending, welcoming the result is also the start of a new journey."

In a way this exactly mirrors Mr. A Zi Ke's situation, so should Mr. A Zi Ke, when confronting a rebirth that constantly loses memory, look toward the future and embrace a new life? While pondering, Ke Lai En cast his gaze toward A Zi Ke.

"In some way this mirrors Mr. Azke's situation, so when facing rebirth with constantly lost memories, should he look to the future and embrace a new life?" he mused, while Klein's gaze fell on Azke.

Azke leaned back slightly, rested his head against the chair back, his voice hoarse as he said: "Corresponding to the source of the diviner's path, plus a prophet's interpretation, this may be the destiny's revelation."

The Prophet's Avatar tilted his body, leaned on the armrest of the high‑back chair, and gave his view: "This card also symbolizes fierce change; by shedding the past, one can begin a new life."

"Dong~ dong~," Klein rhythmically tapped the table edge before the Prophet's Avatar and Azke, attracting their attention, then laughed lightly and said: "Gentlemen, that's all for today; my spirit can't sustain any longer."

"Both of you, let's stop here for today; my spirit can barely sustain itself any longer."

Azke and the Prophet's Avatar nodded simultaneously, and as a burst of deep‑red light rose, their figures vanished in the gray mist.

A Zi Ke and the prophet's duplicate both nodded simultaneously, and as a deep crimson light rose, their figures suddenly vanished into the gray mist above.

(End of chapter)