Bornova Gustav… Klein’s gaze swept across the young man’s face, landing on the floating items and the mannequin made from metallic components.

The mannequins have a postmodern style… Some of the physical laws here seem to have changed a little… Klein nodded in thought.

“I want to take the mirror.”

He very honestly stated his request.

Bornova’s expression didn’t change, as though he was just a puppet.

“You’re a Blessed of Evernight?”

“I guess so,” Klein said with a smile.

Bornova nodded.

“Then take it away.”

He’s of the impression that I’m asking for the spoils of war for the Church of Evernight? Klein didn’t explain as he politely took off his hat and bowed slightly.

“Thank you very much.”

As he spoke, Klein’s figure suddenly faded and vanished.

He had only come in the form of a Historical Void projection.

Following that, in the carriage where Ikanser and the Machinery Hivemind member were, nothing happened.

Of course, they were only situated in a historical scene, and the actual situation in the car had been covered up without their knowledge.

On a carriage more than ten kilometers away, a mirror suddenly appeared in Klein’s hand.

It was silver in color, and the patterns on its back were ancient and mysterious. On both sides was an eye-like ornament.

“Don’t speak.” Klein looked into the mirror and gave a simple instruction.

“Yes, Supreme Master.” Silver words surfaced from the depths of the mirror.

Klein immediately took out a pen and paper and used the magic mirror as a backing to write.

and wrote with a faint

“Dear Mr. Azik,

written to you for a long time, as I went to the

creatures, or monsters. Those sentient beings either bear a curse or have obvious

only for the ritual, for my anchors, or to

can influence

of the golden phoenix accessory you mentioned before… Rumor has it that the Phoenix Ancestor—Death of the Fourth

that lasted for more than a year has finally ended. The Evernight Goddess clinched victory in the end, and the God of Combat has perished. I believe that, with your level

matter what, the long-awaited peace has finally arrived. People are gradually returning to their normal lives. This is a scene that I like to see, but some wounds may

apocalypse will arrive on time, and I don’t know when you’ll wake up. I can only

let me mention something trivial. I’ve already advanced to Sequence 2 and am now a

“I wish you well.

Your eternal student,

Klein Moretti.”

he finished writing, Klein examined it carefully before folding the letter. He blew Azik’s copper whistle and summoned the

trembled as though it had sensed the

and handed the letter to the messenger whose number was unknown. He watched it clumsily bow before disintegrating

gaze at the

the surface of the mirror rippled and produced silver

Master, where are we

peak of the Hornacis mountain range and enter the ancient palace that bordered reality and foggy town. He wanted to see if he had the chance to take away the most useful Card

wasn’t an impossible task. Back when Zaratul was a Sequence 2, he had

Goddess maintained the suppression and seal

gone full circle, circling back to a deal with the

with the Worms of Spirit above the gray fog, I can still reassemble my will and body… However, if I were to walk in the real world and get “Concealed,” and also end up having my connection with Sefirah Castle severed, the Worms of Spirit left in Sefirah

he would have to fulfill many wishes

Klein patted the mirror and said with a

do you

go wherever

carriage, heading towards the city closest

carriage continued for several meters, it disappeared inch by

the same time, Klein’s trench coat turned into a black robe. His top hat

wandering magician walking through the

rather intact

down the mirror in her hand and turned her head to the young man who was rocking in

is over. They finally decided to

too long,” the young man sitting on a reclining chair

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