“Clues to the Clown potion.”

On the seat of honor at the ancient bronze table, Klein repeated the divination statement a few times before leaning back and entering a deep sleep.

His surroundings quickly became peaceful and quiet. He saw a hazy view, with countless distorted and blurry scenes flashing past, just like drops of morning dew on tender flower petals.

Gradually, Klein grasped his spirituality and came to his senses.

He saw a fireplace before him with a rocking chair in front of it. Sitting on it was an old woman dressed in black and white.

Although he couldn’t see her face since she was hanging her head low, Klein’s gut feeling told him that she was an old lady. And he was pretty certain about it.

The old lady was facing a desk directly. There were newspapers and tin cans inlaid with silver on the desk.

“This is…” Klein found the scene before his eyes very familiar, and he quickly recognized what he saw.

This was where Ray Bieber and his mother stayed!

This was where he saw a bloated cadaver for the first time!

“There are clues that point to the Clown potion here?” Just as Klein’s thoughts flashed past, the scene around him transformed.

It was a grayish-white warehouse, hidden among identical buildings.

There were white bones scattered all around, and a few balls of flesh that looked like they had been squashed by a boulder.

In the middle of the warehouse was a grayish-white object that was the size of a fist. Its surface was filled with ditches and it looked soft but ductile. It looked like a brain that had been extracted out of a living being.

Just as Klein recognized the scene and recalled something, the scene before him distorted like rippling water before transforming into another new blurry scene.

A naked body was laid on a long table covered with a white cloth. There were some bluish, discolored patches on the corpse’s skin.

Klein suddenly knitted his eyebrows and muttered, “It was first the images of Ray Bieber’s hiding place and his remains, and now, it’s related to the brand on the suited clown’s wrist?”

Just as he attempted to speculate what the scenes meant, the scene suddenly changed again.

A marble coffee table, a set of two leather couches, and a chandelier that hung high on the ceiling.

people—Klein Moretti, who had black hair, brown eyes, and a scholarly temperament; a wealthy

that, it was another three people and an object—a middle-aged man in a black robe who had thick spiky brown hair; a wealthy man with a chubby body and pale skin; a half-century-old elder with

The Antigonus family’s notebook!

suddenly sat up straight and

outside the divine hall where there was boundless gray fog

clues to the Clown potion… Why would the Antigonus

bought the Antigonus family’s notebook and

table and leather couch combination is

was Welch’s living room. It was a scene where the original Klein and his two

calmed himself down and tapped on the edge of

scene represent? The notebook appeared, Welch appeared. Could it be the scene

of them looked very familiar. I feel like I’ve seen the middle-aged man in the classic black robe somewhere before… That spiky brown hair, severe dark eye circles… Yes, I know who is he now. Hanass Vincent from the Divination Club, the Hanass Vincent who ‘died peacefully’ after Captain snuck into his dream, having learned that

one that sold the notebook to

careful thought, it really is a possibility that Hanass Vincent wasn’t an ordinary fortune-teller. He was obviously deep into mysticism and obtained the attention of an ancient evil god. He had the channels, ability, and opportunity to acquire

They had attempted to investigate via the antique market… But when the actual whereabouts of the notebook was found,

just passed away not too long ago. Otherwise, we definitely could’ve found out something regarding the notebook… Since he was involved in mysticism, he should’ve

at the scene, a man in his fifties. He

fingers on the edge of the table and looked through every scene of his dream divination

hideout spot, the remains of Ray Bieber, the brand on the suited clown’s wrist, Welch’s house; Welch, Naya, and original Klein’s exchange; Welch, Hanass Vincent, and the Antigonus family notebook’s ‘group photo’. Hehe, besides the brand on the

for clues to the Clown potion… This isn’t

notebook, but he never considered using the unique qualities that the area above the gray fog possessed. As such, he had failed to receive any revelations, but now,

Klein summarized the context provided by

the Secret Order, was searching and pursuing the relics of the Antigonus family. So, the symbolic meaning of the dream is to use matters related to the Antigonus family to lure the Secret Order into appearing, so as to obtain the

second possibility: the Clown potion’s formula is directly recorded in the Antigonus family’s notebook… The fact that the Zaratul family is seeking the relics of the Antigonus family implies that they share very deep connections. They could’ve been allies or enemies. Hence, it seems fairly natural

on the suited clown. Sigh, I do wish that the second explanation were true though. When

the most plausible. My gut feeling as

Klein massaged his forehead and suddenly realized

just like walking on the edge of the abyss or walking on a thin layer of ice over a lake’s surface.

instant, Klein had an illusion of himself mastering the true essence of a

life… Praise the Lady!” he muttered and drew a crimson moon

had good intentions or if he was an amazing Beyonder. He received

exhausted Klein. He had no choice but to stop churning through his

have to find the man that appeared in the same scene with Welch, Hanass Vincent, and the Antigonus family’s

can begin my search with the Divination

Mr. Azik. Yes, he might be a Mid-Sequence Beyonder of the Life School of Thought, but there’s a lack of

elder with messy eyebrows, thin brown hair, and

the Antigonus family’s notebook was traded between Welch and

the portrait, Klein suddenly fell into a

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