Backlund, Joe Wood District.

After sunrise, the streets of Minsk finally got rid of the wet and cold rain that lasted all night, and ushered in a rare fresh morning with the smog gone.

The house at No. 15 has quite good lighting conditions, so when the air in the restaurant is filled with the aroma of food and the warm fire, the deserted white space is filled, and the bright sunshine has penetrated through the clouds and passed through the window grilles and curtains.

The obstruction fell on the solid wood floor and the dining table covered with tablecloth.

After saying good morning to each other as usual, Klein noticed that he was still wearing a cooking apron for the kitchen. He was immediately embarrassed and walked directly to sit opposite his cohabitant. Instead, he made an excuse to go back to the kitchen to get the hot water kettle, and immediately

Escaping from her smiling eyes, he quickly changed out of the outfit that belonged to a good wife and housewife.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot to tell you. Eve has been busy collecting her potion ingredients recently, and it will probably be a few days before she can come back to do housework." Until he returned to the restaurant and sat down at the table, Arthur...

Watson smiled slightly and said unapologetically, "But seeing that you took the initiative to prepare breakfast, then I won't be polite?"

The handsome young man in a black shirt and white trousers put down the hand that was holding his face and gestured to the combination of noodles and pie on the table.

Klein could clearly see that the buttons on her right cuff had been unbuttoned, and her long sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, revealing a thin and pale arm, but it possessed a sense of strength that her body had never possessed.

"But to be honest, I only eat noodles and pork pies in the morning...isn't it a little bit heavy for your taste?" Arthur Watson, sitting in his usual seat, picked up the silver fork and poked it.

Poke bowl of something called Fenebout noodles.

"Is that so? I heard that this is a popular food in the South. I went to read the recipe two days ago. I think it's not difficult to make and the ingredients are normal... Why does it taste so strong?"

Klein thought for a while and guessed that she probably took the monotonous breakfast style of the Kingdom of Loen, which was mainly bread, toast, bacon, butter and cream, as a standard for light taste, so she took out her own taste of delicious food.

With his passion and pursuit, he worked hard to recommend new dishes to her on the table.

"Okay, okay, I know, I won't waste food casually." As he said that, Arthur Watson paused subtly, then pierced the fork into the pile of noodles, lowered his eyes and twirled the noodles in his hand.

Yincha started to enjoy this morning's breakfast in a very elegant but inefficient manner, "...can't you choose foods that are convenient for maintaining good eating habits?"

Klein couldn't hear the second half of her mumbled words clearly, and subconsciously looked up at the other side:

"Huh? Did you just say something?"

"It's okay, don't worry about it." Arthur Watson replied with a smile.

Klein's mind was indeed not focused on these ordinary, everyday things.

He swallowed the homemade pie with delicious gravy in his mouth, thought about the potion topic she mentioned casually before, and sighed unconsciously:

"Eve, go collect the materials... That's great. Once you collect them all, the little guy will be promoted to Sequence 8, right?"

Turn around and look at yourself.

Although he had finished digesting the "Joker" potion after the battle yesterday evening and felt a similar mental relaxation as when he had thoroughly digested the potion last time, he was still troubled by key formula issues after digesting the potion and could not move forward.

Take a crucial promotion step...

Of course, even if he obtained the Sequence 7 formula of the "Soothsayer" path, he currently did not have enough funds to purchase the materials.

He planned to focus on the local gathering of Beyonders in Backlund, secretly explore the potion formula of Sequence 7, and at the same time secretly search for the secret order that controls the "divineer" path, hoping to get clues to the formula from this organization.

Regardless of the former or the latter, funds and information are indispensable supporting factors...

Klein sighed again with a hint of sadness, and took a big bite of noodles mixed with sauce and minced meat.

"You should be promoted to Sequence 7 soon, right? Why do you mention Eve in such an envious tone?" Arthur Watson refused to let go of his flaw, and deliberately said with a long tail in his magnetic and mellow voice.

, "Oh, I understand, maybe you are really envious of my familiar. After all, she doesn't have to worry about her own sequence potion formula."

"...No, I didn't think about it that way." Klein asked himself that he would never betray his dignity for a mere potion recipe. He shook his head decisively, and while mixing the noodles and meat sauce in the bowl, he changed the subject and said, "My

We can discuss the question later, but how was the follow-up to your...expedition last night? Did it go well?"

Hearing this, Arthur Watson's attention was immediately brought to the new topic, and his green eyes slightly curved happily:

"It's not bad. The results are better than expected. Starting next month, I will be able to completely get rid of the monthly insomnia problem."

"Have you found the source of those sounds? Is it in that starry sky?" Klein was stunned, but he was a little surprised by her ability to move.

"It's actually not very accurate to say that it was in that starry sky... Unfortunately, it was close to dawn when I arrived at the destination, and there was not much time left for me to conduct detailed research. I only had time to complete an overall plan.

plan, we have to return to reality." He said it was a pity, but Arthur Watson's expression was full of reserved pride, "In the end, it was just as I thought, that pyramid only appeared a few days before each full moon.

It appeared one night, and just after sunrise, it disappeared together with the entire celestial body. If I had left later, there was a high chance that I would be trapped in the deepest realm."

"Before the full moon...strange and noisy calls..."

After finishing breakfast, Klein pushed the dishes to the side and his expression gradually became serious.

Ever since Alice explained to him the reason why she went to the mirror world and the mirrored starry sky, he instinctively thought of something.

An existence mentioned many times in Russell's diary.

Mr. "Door"! Whenever the moon is full, he will be closer to the real world, but on weekdays, he is trapped in the storm and lost in the depths of darkness!

Could it be that Mr. "Gate" who made the sound in that mirrored starry sky? Mr. "Gate" who also had contact with Emperor Russell?

But it was wrong, the time was wrong, and the place was wrong... The time Alice heard the sound was a few nights before the full moon, and she did not encounter the storm and darkness that Emperor Russell had described in his diary, not to mention that

It is a mysterious realm that can be accessed through the mirror, and it should not have anything to do with Mr. "Gate"...

However, I actually don’t know what level Mr. “Gate” belongs to or which path he is an Extraordinary. He may be a big figure who appeared in the history of the Fourth Age. I cannot completely rule out the connection with the mirror world. But

Even Emperor Russell didn't write down the other party's true identity in his diary. He always vaguely lamented the other party's mystery and erudition in his diary... Maybe it's just that I haven't read more diary contents related to Mr. "Gate"...

Amidst the layers of thoughtful speculation, Klein heard a low chuckle from the opposite seat:

"...So, I made an agreement with him to free him from that prison before the full moon next month. Of course, I have no reason to do free charity, but I have never considered how to do it in a person who has completely lost his memory.

He couldn't even recall his own name... Well, but amnesia does not mean loss of knowledge. At least he understands extraordinary people and knows the laws and principles of the extraordinary world. When he has more time later, he can slowly resume

For research..."

Ah, what's going on? I just chatted for a while, where did the topic go? Who is the "him" in her mouth? Why is the male third person pronoun used?

Klein poured himself a cup of hot tea in a daze and tried to keep up with her pace:

"Have you found the source of those sounds? Is it the person you just mentioned?"

"Strictly speaking, it's someone's soul, and it's still incomplete." Arthur Watson slowly swung his knife, cut the pork pie on the plate into small pieces, and then put it into his mouth.

Chew and swallow carefully, with proper etiquette and elegant posture, as if he was enjoying a certain palace dish. "Although his soul exists as an individual, it is obviously missing some components. At least the emotions expressed are not complete enough and normal."

The situation is contradictory. But on the other hand, his soul strength is very high and the elements are rich enough, so it makes up for his individual stability and he also has self-awareness..."

After Klein quietly listened to her views on the soul, he placed his hands against the warm porcelain cup and took a gentle breath:

"Do you really want to release that guy of unknown origin? Aren't you worried that something bad will happen? You know, in many stories, demons and evil gods sealed in bottles will try their best to let people release them.

, promised to fulfill the wish of the person who rescued him, but actually came out but refused to pay, and even directly killed the person who freed him..."

Arthur Watson smiled, raised the silver fork in his left hand, and shook it left and right:

"Don't worry, listen to me. If you want to rescue the soul trapped in the deep, you must first help him prepare a container on the material level, that is, the body. Because a pure soul cannot pass through that special cage, even if the prison's opening is opened.

Neither does the door lock. Under this premise, the body prepared for him can be both a container and a cage... As long as I add some constraints to the container provided to him, he can avoid it.

It’s the kind of situation you mentioned. Besides, I was the one who took the initiative to let him out. Who do you think was more like the devil holding sweet bait and seducing people’s hearts in that situation?”

...that must be you.

Klein drank tea silently, admiring the way she chewed her breakfast slowly, trying not to describe the secret emotions emerging in her heart, so as not to have to use the power of the "Joker" potion to control the smile on her face.

The demeanor of intention.

Arthur Watson just slowed down the operation of his knife and fork and continued to chat casually:

"Conditions were limited, so I let him try out my body. After he came in, he expressed his feelings and said, 'Don't you think the fat on the upper body affects your activities?' In this way, the gender that matches his self-perception will be very difficult.

Clear……"

"Pfft...cough cough cough."

Shocked by her poor choice of words, Klein almost choked a mouthful of rose tea in his throat and coughed several times in discomfort.

What, what does it mean to try it on your body and express your thoughts after coming in... This, such a statement is fundamentally wrong, right?!

Putting down the knife and fork on both sides of the empty plate, Arthur Watson stood up in a hurry, curled up the corners of his mouth as if he was in a good mood, approached and leaned over, and smiled lowly in his ear:
Chapter completed!