At that moment, Leonard finally couldn't hold back and said in a low, teasing tone, "Old man, why don't you just move into your descendant here? He seems like a good fit."
Pallez glanced at Leonard, let out a scoff, and said nothing.
Luo Lin, meanwhile, started hemming and hawing.
"What's that? Don't you admire the old man? Not keen on having him move in with you?" Leonard, picking up on Evah's reluctance, pressed with a probing edge to his words.
"I do admire Ancestor Pallez, but…" Evah stammered, cautiously glancing at the shadowy Pallez before turning to Leonard. "I'm an adult now. I'm not exactly thrilled about having an elder tag along when I use the bathroom."
Leonard's expression froze.
Evah drove the point home. "And if I start dating later, it'd be pretty inconvenient."
Leonard's face stiffened further.
He hadn't thought too deeply about this before, but now the awkwardness hit him like a brick—along with a critical realization. With Pallez around, could he even have a girlfriend? Wouldn't everything be seen?
Did that mean if Pallez stayed, he'd be single for life?!
Pallez, at that moment, let out another scoff. "Don't overthink it. Who's interested in looking at those two bits of meat on you? And with your personality, staying single forever wouldn't be surprising."
Leonard's face flushed red, whether from embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell.
Evah watched the scene with a subtle smile.
Ah, perfect. A bit more of the Mischief-maker potion digested.
…
"Dear Klein,
I hope this letter finds you well.
Over the past couple of days, I returned to Backlund, scoured through numerous ancient texts, and consulted some friends, which led me to uncover new information about The Fool.
According to legend, The Fool, worshipped by the Antigonus family, was their ancestor. Some records suggest a connection to the Blood Emperor of the Tudor Empire. Certain texts even claim that The Fool was ennobled as a duke by the Blood Emperor, alongside the mysterious Duke Amon and Duke Abraham.
I don't know if these accounts are true or merely tales, but they're surprising nonetheless. The buried history of the Fourth Epoch seems to hide many secrets we've yet to uncover.
Additionally, I learned that because of The Fool, the Night Country has a peculiar custom. The people there don't bury their dead but place the bodies in empty houses. By the next day, the corpses vanish. The citizens of the Night Country firmly believe the deceased have gone to serve in the divine kingdom.
Lastly, do you know anything about the mysterious powers of legend? It's not convenient to discuss such matters in a letter, but if you're interested, we can talk in detail next time we meet.
I'm free every afternoon these days.
Your loyal friend,
Jack Jones"
After reading Evah's letter from start to finish, Klein set the paper down, a thoughtful expression on his face.
It had been a few days since Klein last met Evah, and those days had been eventful. He'd advanced to Sequence 9 Seer, held his second Tarot Club meeting, joined the Divination Club, worked with Leonard to solve a kidnapping case, gained new leads on the Antigonus family notebook, studied a wealth of specialized knowledge with Old Neil, and picked up some unique expense-reporting tricks. Not a single day had been wasted.
Klein had been quietly keeping the Antigonus family's "Half-Fool" in mind, but since it had only been a few days, he felt it would be awkward to approach Jack Jones so soon for more details. To his surprise, he returned home today to find a letter waiting.
After digesting the knowledge in the letter, Klein's gaze lingered on the final paragraph.
"'Mysterious powers'—does he mean the Beyonder's pathways? Is Jack an Beyonder too?" Klein mused, not entirely surprised. If Jack Jones was indeed a transmigrator from the same place as him, it made sense that he could read the Roselle Diaries, understand the Beyonder pathways, and even become an Beyonder himself.
The only thing that caught Klein off guard was that Jack seemed ready to share details about Beyonder powers despite having met only once. Then again, given Jack's personality, it didn't seem out of character.
He's clearly the type to do something like this.
"I Bet he's never been roughed up by an official Beyonder. Lucky he met me, or he might've ended up locked behind Chanis Gate," Klein snarked to himself. Out of caution, he took out his crystal pendulum for a divination.
"Hiding Jack Jones's matters will put me in danger."
Repeating this three times, Klein used the pendulum and divined that concealing Jack's matters wouldn't lead to danger.
Reassured, Klein glanced at his pocket watch. Seeing it was only 3:00 p.m., he decided to go meet Jack Jones.
He had a gut feeling that Jack might have new insights to offer in the Beyonder's realm.
Acting on impulse, Klein left home, took a trackless carriage, and arrived at the street he'd visited a few days prior.
Knock, knock, knock—
As Klein knocked, footsteps soon approached from inside. The door swung open, revealing Evah.
"Jack, how long has it been since you slept?" Klein asked, startled. The last time they met, Jack had been the picture of a polished gentleman, impeccable from head to toe. Now, his hair was a wild mess, clearly untouched, and his clothes, though neat, were wrinkled. Dark circles framed his striking emerald eyes, marking him as a veteran of sleepless nights.
"Not too bad, maybe three days?" Evah yawned, ushering Klein inside and settling him on the sofa. "Hang on a sec, Klein. I'll go tidy up."
Klein had no objections. A few minutes later, Evah returned, looking human again—or at least close enough.
"Sorry for the wait," Evah said, pouring Klein a coffee and one for himself. After a big gulp, he explained, "I've been diving into some new knowledge these past few days. Got a bit carried away."
This was the honest truth. After meeting Pallez, with no major tasks on his plate, Luo Lin had spent his time visiting Tingen University for "check-ins," handling some work, and building favorability with Azik. He'd also squeezed in another meeting with Pallez to confirm their cooperation. The rest of his time was consumed by studying the world's occult knowledge, particularly ritual magic. He'd lost track of time—and personal grooming—in the process.
(End of Chapter)
Just skip the translator's note (Do not read); it's my other personality and has no connection to this translation.
Translator's note: Don't worry Leonard you may not have a girlfriend in the future, atleast you have a boy friend that can be anything young, old, girl, boy and he also have some tentacles.