Is this what Alice calls safe and harmless?

Klein felt that there might be a deviation in their understanding of these descriptions, a considerable deviation.

Fortunately, he re-checked the Hermes text that appeared in the "blasphemous card" in his hand and found that it did not stipulate the language for chanting the honorable name.

Why don't you try using Loen language first? Anyway, as long as it is not unprotected Hermes, Giant language and other languages ​​in the mysterious realm, it should not be truly transmitted to the being pointed to by the honorary name... Even if you listen to Alice's tone

, she seems to trust or be certain that the other party will not cause harm to him...

If you let your imagination run wild and think about it, that honorary name might even refer to Alice herself? Or the "God of the Deep Sea" who is close to her?

Well, these speculations cannot be completely denied, but the description of the honorable name does not mention any descriptors related to "sea" at all, so it is really difficult to draw a clear conclusion about this.

Well, since it's just a try, let's first chant the name of "The Fool" in Rune language. If that doesn't work, then switch to the one Alice gave him...

After making his decision, Klein sat back on the sofa, calibrated his intonation and volume, and read out the three-part honorary name clearly to the "blasphemous card" in his hand.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the words on the card changing with the light of pure silver dust.

The first line of "prompts" requiring the holder to recite the honorary name scattered like dust in the wind, while the second line of text became brighter and more dazzling accordingly, shining like stars in the night sky.

Destroyed, as if waiting for something.

At the same time, he heard the familiar cascade of prayers echoing in his ears, and the four small black dots on the back of his right hand also quietly stood out. They were so inconspicuous that even if he looked carefully, he would just think they were natural moles.

I can really receive prayers...

Klein muttered to himself, and suddenly stopped as if struck by lightning.

He heard the call of prayer, indicating that someone chanted the name of "The Fool" in an unprotected language; however, at that moment, he was the only one who chanted the complete honorary name in Loen language, which does not have the function of a mystical ritual language.

…

Who prayed on his behalf?

Who heard the words he read to the "blasphemous card"?

Is the person praying...someone, or...someone with intelligence...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He instinctively turned on his spiritual vision and repeatedly looked at the "blasphemous card" with flashing words, but could not find any useful clues.

Time passed bit by bit, and after about two or three minutes, Klein turned the card in his hand over to the front with words on it for an unknown number of times, and suddenly realized that this "blasphemous card" had returned to its original form.

status, the first line of "prompt" that had disappeared was once again condensed into a bright light like dust, and the second line of text also stopped flashing and blinking, no longer sending a waiting signal.

It's so weird...and there is always a very subtle sense of déjà vu.

Klein thought this, frowned, and was about to try the honorable name that Alice told him.

He considered his emotions, took a few more glances at the paper he had already memorized, and then maintained his standard Loen pronunciation and read out the venerable name that was full of ominous symbolism word for word.

As before, the "prompt text" on the first line of cards disappeared in pieces, and the second line of text became brighter and flashed at a regular frequency.

...the strange familiar feeling comes again.

Klein raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow, trying his best to suppress the inappropriate associations that appeared in his mind - for some reason, he always felt like opening a computer game program, selecting a server, and waiting for the account connection response...

But this time, he didn't have to worry about the source of the prayer. He put his guard up and waited quietly for about tens of seconds, then he felt refreshed and straightened his back.

The radiance that appeared like words came from the inside out, soaking up the color of the card base as dark as night, completely transforming the "blasphemous card" he was holding into the texture and color of pure silver, and in the center of the card,

A line of deep, sinuous fonts appeared silently, which were also prompts written in Hermes.

"Please check the password spell."

Klein was stunned for a moment, then showed an extremely strange expression:

"Now that I've connected to the server, it's time to enter my password?"

Think about it, judging from the complacent tone in which the emperor mentioned the "Witch" card in his diary, it seems that it is not impossible to create such a wicked design, but the question is what kind of password will the emperor set for this card?

?

Chinese... No, that is not in line with the emperor's concept of making "blasphemous cards". After all, he claimed in his diary that he would announce the existence of this deck to the world and announce to everyone that it contains the secret treasure of the gods.

He also said something like "the one who is destined will get it" which is not in line with popular language habits.

If the password is in Chinese, then it is almost an opportunity reserved for fellow travelers...

Well, it's hard to say whether the "Witch" card is actually an opportunity, because even the emperor himself called out the sex change cheating of this sequence... Well, of course, he should be really sweet in the end.

So, what will the password incantation be...

From the Emperor's point of view, when he made the "Witch" card, he referred to a secret story told by two witches, a secret story that may have been passed down since the Fourth Age, and those two witches were obviously lovers with the Emperor.

relation……

Recalling the contents of the diary he had read, Klein fell into thinking. After a long time, he started trying again and again using the languages ​​​​such as Loen, Feysac, Intis, and Giant that he had learned.

"Pale Disaster."

"The Fourth Age."

"Belief."

…

The deep and winding prompt text showed no response, as quiet as a dead thing.

Well, no matter how magical this "blasphemous card" is, it is essentially just a prop without the properties of a living creature...

Retracting a little bit of discouragement, Klein allowed himself to change his mind, and his tone couldn't help but be a little teasing.

"It smells so good?"

"The Witch's Secret."

"Witch tastes really good?"

Just as he was trying out the password spells in ancient Hermes, Alice's voice suddenly floated faintly from not far behind him:

"What did you just say that was great?"

"——! No! No! You heard it wrong!" Klein was startled by the witch who silently returned to the piano room. He tried to hide his guilt and stood up, turned around, and held the changed "Profanity" in his hand.

"Card" was shown to her, and he took the opportunity to change the subject, "I am trying this password spell... Well, you see, after the previous decryption prompt disappeared, this new requirement appeared."

"The password spell..." Alice was brought to the topic without much thought. She looked at the deep and twisted text, and then at Klein with a serious expression on his face. The corners of his lips were raised little by little, "

Then I’ll leave it to you, keep up the good work, great detective.”

It was said lightly, and she even made fun of my new career... But she is a client, a client who is willing to pay...

Klein sighed deeply, nodded and said:

"I will try my best to find the corresponding password as soon as possible. However, if I have the opportunity to see more Russell's diaries, I will definitely speed up the cracking process."

He tried to remind Alice in a tactful way of the "Rosell Secret Code" researcher who lived in Backlund.

After all, he had already imagined the scene of visiting the other party in his mind, but when he first arrived, there were too many things that needed to be arranged, and unexpected situations occurred, so he never had the chance to mention it to Alice.

It's convenient now. She doesn't have to worry about being suspected by Alice, and she doesn't have to worry about how to switch to the topic of Russell's notes... because she already knows that Klein is the "Fool", and the "Fool" has been collecting the information left by Russell.

Transcript...

"Huh? There's no need to go to such trouble." Alice seemed to hold her chin and think for a while, then took out a square iron box and put it on the table, gesturing to Klein to come over and open it, "Try it.

this."

After opening the iron box and seeing clearly the items inside, Klein suppressed the change in his expression, stepped back and turned to her:

"What's this?"

"The hands of a 'decryptor'."

The girl pointed to the peaceful severed hand in the iron box and briefly introduced how it can improve the wearer's observation, association and derivation abilities. Finally, she said that there was no need to worry too much about its negative effects, as long as it lasted every three to four hours.

Rinse the severed hand once with cold water and it will not cause any trouble.

"The way to deal with this negative effect is quite simple..." Klein observed the horribly severed hand for a while and decided to wait until he found a tablecloth and wrapped it around his hand before picking it up.

"Anyway, I'll leave this to you. It's almost time, I'm going out to do some errands."

Alice packed up the instruments in the piano room one by one, walked to the coat rack and took off her coat, as if she was about to go out.

Opening his gold pocket watch, Klein checked the time: "...It's past five o'clock now. Are you going out to do errands at this time?"

It will be dark in a while...

"Yes, this time is better."

While she was talking, she had already put on her knee-length skirt and jacket, buttoned up the buttons carefully, and did not stop her fingers until she was close to the penultimate button on the neckline, and tidied her hair.

"Don't wait for me for dinner, Eve will prepare your share."

"What about you...are you going out to meet someone?" Seeing her suddenly turning back to look at him, Klein subconsciously added, "If it's not convenient for you to answer, just pretend I didn't ask..."

Alice smiled, with a bit of embarrassing clarity in her expression:

"I'm going to deal with the identification issue. If you're willing to go out and run around, you can come with me. But today, you probably won't be able to get to the point of making the ID. At most, you'll just be able to contact someone who can provide help."

Proof of identity? Are you going to get a fake ID? Isn’t this what I, a gangster who is now in a state of three-nothing, need urgently?

The subtle feelings in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. Klein looked at the girl next to the door, then at the "blasphemous card" and the severed hand in the iron box, and began to consider whether to give priority to the hand she handed over to him.
To be continued...