Lady Caitlyn was sitting on a sofa in the activity room, with the deputy butler, butlerâs assistant, and the attendant of the corresponding services seated opposite her.
She was meticulous as she gave instructions on various things to take note of for the dinner banquet that night. This continued until her daughter, Audrey, came to her side.
âMother, I have something to tell you.â Audrey swept her gaze across the other people in the room.
On the way to the activity room, she had felt a slight tremor, but she didnât discover anything unusual.
Lady Caitlyn looked around and nodded.
âAll of you can return later.â
The activity room turned silent very quickly and even Susie was signaled by Audrey to leave.
âYou should stay by my side more often and learn how to handle matters. Although you donât lack such content in your family lessons, itâs still profound knowledge on how to effectively combine theory with practice,â Lady Caitlyn, who looked to be in her early thirties despite being in her fifties, smiled and educated her daughter. âAlright, my little angel, what is it?â
Audrey tried to produce the elegant smile sheâd practiced in etiquette class, but she found herself with a heavy, nervous smile.
She pursed her dry lips and directly said, âMother, Iâve been hiding something from you and Father.â
âOh?â Lady Caitlyn tilted her head, waiting for a further explanation.
Audreyâs words were a little staccato at first, but then they immediately became smooth and fluent.
âI⌠Iâm already a Beyonder, the kind of person who possesses miraculous powers by consuming a potion.â
The blonde Lady Caitlyn raised her eyebrows lightly and answered without any hint of surprise, âI know.
âBoth your father and I know about it.â
âHuh?â Audrey was momentarily at a loss as to how to continue.
Lady Caitlyn covered her mouth and laughed.
âYou took so many mystical ingredients from the vault, and you are so naive to think that your father and I didnât notice?
âBy your fatherâs side, in this villa, and in the fief of our family, thereâs no lack of Beyonders. They may be a result of a simple employment relationship, or they may have been assigned by the Church of the Goddess, or they may have been members of the Hall family. His Majesty has tacitly agreed to such matters, and we have also tacitly consented to your little adventures⌠Sigh, you will eventually grow up and mature. Your father and I will never be able to protect you under our wings forever. You will have to face certain matters alone, so having additional powers to aid you as a trump card is good too.
âYes, according to the general knowledge that Iâm aware of, the initial stages shouldnât be that dangerous, and advancing will require one to two years, or maybe even three years. So, your father and I arenât too anxious, and we intended to wait until you become an adult to give you a word of warning so that you can stop at your present state.â
No, Mother, your general knowledge is wrong. You donât know the acting method. If I have all the ingredients, then I can become a Sequence 7 Psychiatrist before the new year⌠Moreover, I do not wish to stop. The death of Duke Negan has made me understand that the world isnât as stable and peaceful as I thought it was. I want to have the power to protect all of you at critical momentsâŚ
Mr. Fool is gradually recovering, and evil gods are making repeated attempts to descend. Although Iâm still immature and lack the necessary knowledge, I can sense the hidden, indescribable dangers from these matters⌠Audrey had always known that she couldnât avoid the problem of taking Beyonder ingredients from the vault, but she thought that perhaps by chance, her parents werenât aware of the specific effects of those items. At most, they would suspect that she was getting deeper and deeper into her mysticism enthusiast circle.
After releasing the burden in her heart, she paid no notice to her motherâs exhortation and said, âMother, I later joined a secret organization, one thatâs more academic and doesnât worship evil gods. Please forgive me for not being able to say its name and details, but Iâve already made an oath.â
Without waiting for her mother to ask, she cut to the chase.
âI received word today that the commoner girl who Prince Edessak has fallen in love with is a Demoness. I donât know what kind of plot they are plotting.â
The first two sentences of hers didnât contain any absolute connection. The former referred to the Psychology Alchemists, while the source of the latter was the Tarot Club, which was Mr. Fool.
Through this arrangement of sentences, every word she said was true, one that could be confirmed through divination. However, it would make people believe that her news came from the secret organization known as the Psychology Alchemists.
The smile on Caitlynâs face gradually disappeared as she solemnly asked, âDemoness?â
She didnât know much about the mysterious world, but the very word was enough to make her sense the evil and become uneasy.
Audrey quickly nodded.
âYes, a Demoness of Pleasure.
âAnd what scares me even more is that her name is Trissy Cheek.â
âWhatâs wrong with that?â her mother asked, puzzled.
âA member of that organization has seen the name Cheek in an ancient book,â Audrey said the lie that she had already planned for. Whether it was her tone, her words, the details of her expression, or her body language, they were all flawless. âIn the Fourth Epoch or earlier, itâs a name that belonged to the Primordial Demoness.â
Immediately after, she gravely added, âThatâs an evil goddess!â
Lady Caitlyn didnât understand what the Primordial Demoness meant, but she knew exactly what an evil goddess meant.
She couldnât sit still any longer and quickly replied with a question, âAre you sure?â
â⌠Iâm not sure.â Audrey didnât doubt Mr. Fool at all, but she couldnât say so openly. âNo matter what, I think itâs necessary to seek the royal family, noâget the Beyonders of the Church of the Goddess to confirm the matter. If it involves an evil goddess, itâs always the right decision to be cautious.â
Caitlyn looked up at her daughter in surprise.
â⌠Audrey, youâve grown up.â
If it werenât for the urgency of the matter, Audrey wouldâve pretended to be reserved upon hearing such praise. She would first modestly wheedle, then return to her room in glee. She might even twirl into a dance.
But now, she couldnât care about that at all. She quickly let her worry and nervousness surface on her expression.
âMother, can you help me hide the truth? I heard that the Beyonders of the Church and the royal family abhor secret organizations that arenât a part of them. Well, you can say that it was news which Father received. He should have plenty of channels for information.â
Caitlyn stood up and gave her daughter a hug.
âDonât worry, neither your father nor I will involve you in this.
âYour father wonât be back until evening. Iâll first let the hidden guards appear, pretend that he sent a message, then Iâll get the Church of the Goddess to send Beyonders to protect our family.â
âAlright!â Audrey replied happily.
At that moment, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was exhausted from maintaining her prolonged high level of tension.
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Looking at the few burning meteors crashing down at a high speed and enveloping the whole forest, Klein actually had the thought of waiting helplessly for his doom in despair.
Even if he continuously used Flaming Jump, it would be impossible for him to escape the forest and the dangerous epicenter before the meteor shower landed. Moreover, the weak body of a Beyonder from the Seer pathway didnât allow the possibility of him withstanding a head-on meteor strike.
Even a zombie that wouldnât be wounded by a revolver would immediately be turned into minced meat under such an âattack.â Moreover, it would become charred black⌠Flaming Jump⌠The yellow-white light shone into the depths of his eyes, quickly giving Klein, who had not given up, an idea.
In a situation that was depicted in seconds, he didnât hesitate. He did whatever that came to his mind.
Pa!
After silently calculating the distance, Klein snapped his fingers and ignited all the remaining matches in the matchbox.
A streak of crimson red light soared into the sky, quickly enveloping his figure within it.
Klein disappeared without a sound, appearing in the flames above the meteor.
Whoosh!
The meteor rapidly descended. The moment he leaped out of the flames, he was away from the meteorâs vicinity, entering a region of air with frighteningly high temperatures.
At the moment when he used his Beyonder powers to jump, Klein was immune to ordinary flames even if the temperature was rather high. However, upon exiting that state, he had to do his best to avoid the flames via Flame Controlling. Otherwise, he would suffer burn wounds and even burn to death.
In addition, the hot air wasnât within his âjumpâ range.
Pa!
Klein snapped his fingers again, causing the air at a critical point to ignite.
He phased into another flame, trying to avoid the first blast upon the meteoriteâs impact.
However, no matter how many times he tried and how many risks he took, he still couldnât escape the danger. There were only two choices: to jump to a point away from the forest and suffer the meteoriteâs resulting blast, or to jump around like an acrobatic, waiting for the mushroom cloud to swallow him up.
For a moment, Klein thought he could see himself being torn apart, scorched black with flames still burning over his body.
A thought flashed through his mind, and his vision suddenly changed as all the colors saturated. The reds became redder, the yellows become yellower, and the whites became whiter, just like a strange oil painting!
The âoil paintingâ seemed to be different from the real world, allowing Klein to watch as the meteorite 'slowlyâ crashed to the ground.
That patch of the forest was instantly destroyed, and the ground clearly quaked a few times. Plumes of smoke that were mixed with flames rose up, forming a strange mushroom cloud.
Such an impact didnât affect Klein, because the blast simply didnât enter the superposed, still âoil-painting world.â
Klein was stunned at first before he saw the human figure next to him.
The figure had bronze skin with a medium build. He wore a long black suit and a half top hat. He had a pair of aged brown eyes, soft facial features, and a tiny mole below his right ear.
âMr. Azik!â Klein cried out in joy.
He finally knew what scene the revelation from the divination he made a long time ago corresponded to.
It corresponded to the present!
The sea of blood represented a perilous situation, and being pulled up by Mr. Azik meant being rescued because of him!
Just as Kleinâs words left his mouth, Azik waved his hand, grabbed his arm, and pushed his way through the deep layers of saturated colors!
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The ordinary-looking quill was no longer writing on its own, and its surface had dimmed a little.
The solemn-looking middle-aged man with only one eye grabbed it and quickly wrote as if he was channeling a spirit.
âIt was obvious that Azik Eggers had yet to recover all his memories and strength. While attempting to travel through the spirit world and the astral world, a latent danger appeared as a result of this problem. Hence, he and Sherlock Moriarty found themselves landing near Ince Zangwill and his friend.â