Mystery: Chaos Path

“Tsk, Salinger just likes to play this game, doesn't he find it shameful?” Medici clearly disdained Salinger's behavior.

Klein naturally understood what Bethell meant, and his brow furrowed with worry.

“If you are a friend of that Death Consul, you don't need to worry too much. The fact that Salinger hasn't revived until today suggests that your friend is relatively safe, and someone is preventing the return of the God of Death.”

Bethell clearly saw Klein's worry and offered a word of comfort, then continued: “If you are really worried, perhaps I can help a little.”

“Tell me!” Before Klein could say anything, Lorin became interested and asked.

“You should know that the Door pathway is also a pathway of sealing, so… as long as Salinger hasn't truly revived, I can use the power of sealing to stop this.” Bethell said it lightly, but undoubtedly demonstrated his power as the number one person below the True Gods.

Lorin raised an eyebrow, then thought of something and said: “But you are currently in a state of sealing yourself… can you still do this remotely?”

Bethell's aura immediately weakened, and he said: “I can't do it now.”

“Mr. Bethell, are you still unable to break through the Night Goddess and Storm Emperor's seal?” Klein thought of the records in the Roselle diary and subconsciously asked.

Bethell smiled upon hearing this and said: “I cannot break through it.”

Cannot? Does that mean he can't do it, or can he do it but is not allowed to?

Klein felt a little confused. He wasn't very clear about why Mr. Door was sealed. Gehrman hadn't introduced this aspect in detail. Klein once thought that Mr. Door might have been sealed because he was hostile to the two gods, but now it seems that there are some hidden secrets.

After all, Lucifer is not in an antagonistic state with the two major churches, so would Mr. Door, whose relationship with Lucifer is obviously good, really be hostile to the two gods to this extent?

“Shhh, don't think about it or ask. It's not that I'm not telling you, but you really can't know now.” Lorin spoke at this moment. He clearly saw what Klein was wondering and made a gesture to silence him.

Klein raised an eyebrow upon seeing this. He wasn't stupid and immediately realized something, saying: “Knowing it itself will bring bad things?”

“That's right, smart!” Lorin nodded, not denying it.

“Then why can you know?” Klein asked the question of the soul.

“I'm different from you. The old guy should have told you, right? We are all containers. Although I have gotten rid of it, I still gained some special abilities, such as some immunity to certain contaminations, but you don't have that.” Lorin directly passed the buck whenever something happened.

Klein nodded thoughtfully.

“Alright, let's not gossip. Let's continue studying!” Lorin waved his hand and made a decision. He patted Klein on the shoulder and said:

“You don't need to worry too much about Mr. Azik. Salinger wanting to be reborn in Mr. Azik's body is not a matter of a day or two, so there's no need to rush. When that day really comes, maybe Bethell will be free and can help!”

…

The time of study always passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, today's study was over. Klein organized his study notes and continued to complete the speech he had half-written earlier.

This was actually not a big deal for Klein, because he was also someone who wanted to pass the exam back then. Although he didn't pass, writing some drafts was still easy for him.

Medici sat beside him, watching him write the draft while occasionally interjecting to find fault and guiding him on how to make the draft more煽动性.

Lorin shook his head as he watched the two of them engrossed in their careers, deciding not to get involved. He simply organized his study notes while thinking about a very important question.

Because Bethell was intercepted by him and received treatment, Bethell obviously wouldn't shout “Don't save me” on the night of the full moon anymore, so Abraham should no longer have the troubles of the full moon whispers.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is, if Fors doesn't join the Tarot Club, will she still have the hope of becoming an angel?

Lorin only knows Mr. Door and Fors in the Door pathway so far. Although he theoretically no longer lacks an angel friend after having Mr. Door, one should always be prepared for the worst. Lorin felt that he still needed to prepare a backup for the Door pathway, otherwise it would be a pity if he fell out with Bethell in the future.

“And the most important thing is, if Salty Fish doesn't join the Tarot Club, will I still be able to see 'Gehrman and the Disease Lieutenant General' in the future?” Lorin seriously thought about it, feeling that he needed to work hard on this matter, otherwise the Tarot Club would be missing a gossip writer, and wouldn't the Fool's deeds be unable to spread throughout the world in the future.

That won't do, what a pity!

Lorin still wanted Fors to write an entire series, such as 'Sherlock's Puppet', 'Dawn with Wide Interests', etc. If Fors wasn't there, he couldn't write it himself!

He's not JK Rowling.

“So, as expected, Salty Fish still has to join the Tarot Club.” Lorin made a decision in his heart and looked at Klein with bright eyes.

Klein, who was writing the draft, couldn't help but shiver. He turned his head suspiciously and saw his little friend looking at him with bright eyes, and he immediately had some bad premonitions in his heart.

No one is wrong, one first, one hair, one inside, one content, one is looking!

Gehrman… what does he want to do again?

“Is there anything wrong?” Klein couldn't help but ask.

“It's okay, you write the draft first, and then we'll talk about it later.” Lorin waved his hand, indicating that he would resolutely defend the Fool's vest.

Klein's suspicion in his heart grew stronger, but seeing that Lorin clearly didn't want to talk about it now, he could only swallow his question and continue to write the draft, but this time he was somewhat preoccupied.

“…Alright, let's write here today. If you have anything to do, go and solve it quickly. I don't accept fooling around here.” A few minutes later, seeing that Klein clearly didn't put all his mind on writing the draft, Medici said unhappily.

He doesn't care about other things, but this matter is related to his Godhood ritual and Salser's entrustment. Medici would rather write slowly than accept fooling around.

“Sorry, Mr. Red.” Klein apologized rather embarrassedly.

“It's okay, I have eyes and know that this is not your fault, isn't it someone…” Medici glanced at Lorin, who showed an innocent smile.

“Tsk!” Medici immediately seemed disgusted, tsked, then pulled out a piece of white paper, wrote a few lines of words on it, and threw it to Klein, saying: “I won't delay the reward. Although you haven't finished writing the draft, at least the first half is well written. This is considered an advance payment.”

Klein looked down and saw that the white paper contained the potion formula and corresponding ritual of the Puppet Master.