“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.

Moretti, who had black hair, brown eyes, and a scholarly temperament; a wealthy man with a chubby body and pale skin; and a beautiful young lady with

in a black robe who had thick spiky brown hair; a wealthy man with a chubby body and pale skin; a

The Antigonus family’s notebook!

suddenly sat up straight and the

there was boundless gray fog and crimson stars, he thought

clues to the Clown potion… Why would the Antigonus family’s notebook

think, let me think, that chubby guy was Welch. Yes, Welch, an unfortunate fella who bought the

combination is a hallmark of Welch’s place. I saw Spirit

Welch’s living room. It was a scene

down and tapped on the edge of the long bronze table

The notebook appeared, Welch appeared. Could it be the

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

one that

small, no—Tingen is really small! On 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 the notebook that was accidentally

wrong. They had attempted to investigate via the antique

Vincent just passed away not too long ago. Otherwise, we definitely could’ve found out something regarding the

there was another person at the scene, a man in his fifties. He might

the edge of the table

Welch, Hanass Vincent, and the Antigonus family notebook’s ‘group photo’. Hehe, besides the brand on the suited clown, everything else is directly related to the Antigonus family’s

divined for clues to the Clown potion… This isn’t scientific, nor

never considered using the unique qualities that the area above the gray fog possessed. As such, he

spending nearly twenty seconds to calm down, Klein summarized the context provided by Roselle’s diary and attempted to interpret his dream

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

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 that the Antigonus family possessed parts of their Sequence. Things would

to the brand on the suited clown. Sigh, I do wish that the second explanation were true though. When the Holy Cathedral finds

is the most plausible. My gut feeling as a Seer tells me that there might be a deeper

forehead and

thin layer of

an illusion of himself mastering the true essence of a Seer. He seemed to be just

Praise the Lady!” he muttered and

intentions or if he was an amazing Beyonder. He received confirmations

the continuous divinations exhausted Klein. He had no choice but to stop churning through his thoughts and decide on the crucial matters that he needed

appeared in the same scene with Welch, Hanass Vincent, and the Antigonus family’s notebook as soon as

can begin my search with the Divination

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

a breath and conjured the portrait of the half-century-old elder with messy eyebrows, thin brown hair, and gray-blue eyes on the

was the third person present when the Antigonus family’s notebook was

at the portrait, Klein

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