"Dear Crane:"
"After seeing your reply, I went to check the newspaper. I didn't expect Welch and Naya to encounter such brutal murderers... They are both very good people. I hope they can rest in peace in the goddess' kingdom. .”
"Goddess bless you, it's great that nothing happened to you."
"As for your new job, although it may not have as much room for improvement as a university lecturer, it's not bad."
"The most important thing is, you enjoy it more."
"Like is the biggest reason, I support your decision."
"I remember that you had frequent contact with them to decipher the notes from the Fourth Age. Is this why you became interested in divination and occultism?"
"If so, then I have a warning for you ahead of time, no matter what you interpret into it, don't try it."
"Think about Naya and Welch. If what you interpreted is really an occult notebook, then I suspect that the tragedy they encountered was probably not caused by the murderer."
"Remember, don't try!"
"Regarding divination and occultism, I mean real occultism. I do know some advanced knowledge that is sealed, which is more in-depth than what is circulated outside, but this is not suitable to be explained in a letter."
"I will make a copy of the occult notes at home and we will have an interview in a few days."
"Remember, occultism is very dangerous. Don't get involved without my guidance!"
"Looking forward to meeting you - Valeela."
After closing the letter, Klein was in a confused state of mind, and the expression on his face was also very complicated, a mixture of various emotions such as surprise, shock, doubt, touching, happiness, and trouble.
The amount of information in Valeera's reply was too great, and he had to wait for a while before he could fully accept it.
First of all, the most important information is that from what Valeela said, she is indeed an extraordinary person and has mastered a lot of secret knowledge.
She even vaguely guessed the truth behind the murders of Welch and Naya from her few words!
Valeera may be more than Sequence 9, or even more than Sequence 8...
This guess shocked Klein, and for a while, he was filled with filthy words in his mind.
"The boss is actually by my side?", "Time travel, start with a perfect girlfriend?", "Becoming a god, start by being with a rich woman?"...
In addition to shock, there is confusion.
Why would such a powerful extraordinary person only favor "me", a poor student?
Klein gave full play to his imagination and managed to find a possible explanation - acting.
If this incident, divination, and potions were all regarded as Valeera's acting behavior, it would be somewhat explainable.
But this kind of speculation can only explain part of the matter.
The concern between the lines in Valeera's letter didn't seem fake. He did feel a happy feeling of being loved at that time.
When he thought that she might come to Tingen in a few days, Klein was both looking forward to it and feeling anxious.
He was a little worried that he would be exposed in front of his "elder brother", but he couldn't help but think about this "real girlfriend".
…
After putting down the letter, Klein took some time to calm down.
Just when he was about to take a nap and make up for the sleep he had lost while "going to work", illusory shouts suddenly appeared in his ears.
The invisible whisper echoed in his mind, making his forehead jump uncontrollably.
This inarticulate call came and went just as quickly, disappearing within ten seconds. Klein pinched his forehead to fight against the throbbing pain coming from deep in his brain.
"what happened?"
"The inexplicable whisper that Old Neil said? Is it because the inspiration is too high?"
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Klein suddenly saw four black spots on the back of his right hand that had suddenly become prominent. They were like natural moles, very inconspicuous.
The four black spots originating from the transfer ceremony quickly settled, turned from dark to light, and disappeared.
"It seems that there are some new changes in the 'Transfer Ceremony'?"
Klein hesitated for a while, but still performed the "Transfer Ceremony", walked four steps backward, and arrived above the gray mist as the surging tide of whispers and whispers washed away his spirit.
The majestic palace like a giant's residence remains the same, and the long bronze table with twenty-two high-backed chairs remains unchanged.
Do not have!
With just a glance, Klein saw that on the edge of the ancient mottled bronze long table and on the side of the Fool's chair, there were clear brilliance swaying in circles.
"What is this?!"
Klein's eyes widened and he was startled.
A strange feeling arose in his heart, and he felt the hairs on his back stand up.
For the first time, Klein even had the idea of leaving out of this gray fog.
But he soon discovered that the ripples of light were rippling quietly like this, seemingly harmless to humans and animals.
Thinking that the afternoon would be the time to convene a party, Klein approached the seat and tried to cover the ripples with the thick gray mist.
However, the effect is very poor.
After a while, Klein couldn't think of any good way to test it, so he changed his mind, spread his spirituality, and boldly reached out to touch the ripples of light.
Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
In Mohudi's field of vision, a very beautiful young lady was sitting in front of the dressing table, apparently copying a note.
"She seems to be Valeela... It would be nice if I could see her more clearly."
Along with this thought, Klein's spiritual madness surged out, causing the entire mysterious space above the gray mist to tremble slightly.
The originally full spirituality was quickly lost by 90%!
Just when Klein thought his spirituality would be completely drained, everything calmed down, and a twisted figure appeared on the edge of the long bronze table.
…
Monday, June 9th.
After breakfast, Valeela returned to the large bedroom on the third floor of the house and started copying the most critical page of her notes in front of the dressing table.
"On November 20th, I made a breakthrough in my interpretation of the silver medal."
"The silver medal is essentially a solidified ritual. The strange patterns and symbols on it are guideposts pointing to a certain high-level existence. Well, it's like a respected name."
"On November 22nd, after thoroughly digesting the magic potion of the 'Arcane Scholar', I suddenly recalled a missing detail about time travel - I will time travel here, it is not just as simple as buying the silver medal, I even made a wish to it!”
"I made a wish to travel to another world and become the protagonist of the era... In a word, it's a trap!"
"On November 23, I had a new idea. Since the silver medal is no longer effective, can I design a name that points to its corresponding existence and see if I can get a response?"
"On November 25th, I found a piece of information I wanted through the church - Sealed Artifact '0-05'. It is a '0' level Sealed Artifact that contains the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Miracle Master', also known as ' Wishing lamp'."
"Oh, the wish is indeed the ability of a high-ranking person in the 'divineer' path! It seems that the last two sentences of the honorary name can also be confirmed."
"On November 26th, the honorary name is invalid. Should I try spreading it around?"
(The following is written in ancient Hermetic language)
"The mysterious master above the gray fog;"
"The Lord of Miracles who governs wishes;"
"A fool ahead of his time."
"Verified, invalid!"
After copying this page, Valeela did not stop writing, but turned to the next page and continued copying.
She knew very well that after copying the honorary name above, the corresponding prayer aperture would appear above the gray fog, and Klein could observe her actions through this aperture.
When Valeera had copied less than half of the second page, she suddenly lost consciousness. When her vision returned, she found that she was above the gray fog.
She looked around and saw towering stone pillars supporting a majestic palace like a giant's residence.
At the top of the long bronze table with twenty-two high-backed chairs, sitting upright, wrapped in thick gray mist, was Klein, who packaged himself as a mysterious existence.
"you are……"
Valeera showed just the right amount of doubt, but then quickly turned to surprise, and blurted out:
"Lord of Miracles?!"
