In a hidden manor belonging to the Abraham Family, Lawrence immediately convened the Elder Council after receiving Fors's reply.
He recounted everything Fors described in her letter, waited a moment, then asked, "What are your thoughts on this matter?"
Verdu Garcia, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was the first to speak: "It is worth exchanging two Sealed Artifacts of Sequence 0 for the return of our ancestor."
"What if the other party takes the Sealed Artifacts but doesn't fulfill their promise?"
Dorian Gray, seated opposite him, sounded hesitant.
Verdu Garcia pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, smiling self-deprecatingly, "Do we have the right to negotiate with a great existence? We can only hope for their mercy."
Lawrence rubbed his forehead, sighing, "Let's vote."
Soon, the Abrahams participating in the Elder Council expressed their stance through voting, all in favor, with no one against.
"I knew it would be this result, I don't know what you were hesitating about just now," the youngest Verdu Garcia shook his head and sighed.
Above the Gray Fog, inside the ancient palace that seemed eternal, Klein looked at the crimson stars rising one by one from the surrounding Gray Fog, and the prayers of the Abrahams echoed in his ears.
Their words were very unified, expressing their wishes to The Fool.
"It's been less than a day since yesterday's Tarot Club. It seems the Abrahams are surprisingly consistent and united when it comes to resurrecting their ancestor."
Muttering to himself, Klein raised his hand and pulled out Leyton's Historical Projection from the historical void, specifically the Historical Projection from when he had just become the Knowledge Emperor.
As soon as it appeared, the Historical Projection's eyes were momentarily vacant, then quickly became lively and spirited.
His gaze lingered slightly on the crimson ripples that spread around, then he looked at Klein beside him and said, "Are you ready?"
Klein nodded lightly: "Let's try."
As he spoke, he made the fist-sized crystal ball, with stars constantly flickering within it, fly into his hand.
Holding the crystal ball in his hand, he closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and then reached out into the void before him, pulling hard, but nothing happened.
Klein lowered his eyes, and with no change in emotion, reached out again, and still nothing happened.
He tried dozens of times, but still couldn't pull out Mr. Door's Historical Projection from the historical void.
Klein sat back in the high-backed chair, somewhat deflated, and said helplessly, "I somewhat understand the difficulties of those Scholars of Yore. This ability to summon historical projections really depends on luck, especially when facing the historical projections of Angels."
Sighing, Klein reached out again, grasping at the void before him without much hope, but his hand suddenly felt heavy, with a sense of resistance.
Finally, it succeeded. As he marveled, a figure resembling a Vampire Duke from folk legends was pulled out from the historical void.
Mr. Door's appearance was that of a stern-faced middle-aged man with void-black hair, interspersed with a few white strands, and dull, lifeless azure eyes.
Klein looked at Leyton beside him and said with a smile, "It worked."
Leyton nodded and reached out to grab the crystal ball in Klein's hand.
Silently, the originally azure crystal ball disintegrated, transforming into streams of complex, illusory torrents composed of pure information, which merged into the Historical Projection.
As this Beyonder characteristic, which originally belonged to Mr. Door, was accommodated by the Historical Projection, and with the residual advancement imprint supplementing it, the Historical Projection's previously vacant eyes gained a touch of lively aura, though only a little, not enough to reach self-awakening.
Looking at this result, Klein nodded lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I was originally a bit worried if the mental imprint remaining in the characteristic would have corruption from the Primordial Moon."
Leyton nodded, then said, "Let's go to the Spirit World. Here, I cannot use abilities involving a Uniqueness."
"Alright." Klein calmly responded, and the 'curtain' evolved from the Attendant of Mysteries characteristic spontaneously flew onto him, transforming into a black cloak.
The gray mist beneath his feet instantly surged, and layers of brightly colored blocks appeared around him. Silently, the surrounding scenery was replaced by a certain location in the Spirit World.
At the very top of the Spirit World, the Seven Lights, which seemed to perpetually reside there, suddenly began to flow rapidly, coming closer and closer until they completely enveloped the surroundings, isolating all information exchange.
Leyton nodded in the direction of the Seven Lights, then looked at Mr. Door's Historical Projection before him, his eyes constantly flowing with radiance, condensing into complex and illusory symbols.
A hazy glow, as if composed of countless illusory things, bloomed in Mr. Door's azure eyes, constantly evolving to form a wilderness.
Information belonging to Mr. Door was continuously converging, spontaneously completing itself.
As time passed, the mental imprint remaining on the Beyonder characteristic grew stronger, eventually awakening self-awareness in the Historical Projection.
"...Who is summoning me?"
Above the Gray Fog, flecks of grayish-white light continuously precipitated from Klein's body, converging in his hand to form a black crystal-carved eye.
These were the characteristics of the Seer Pathway from Sequence 9 to Sequence 5, the characteristics Klein had separated from his body.
He did not separate the characteristics above demigod, as the divinity contained in these characteristics was too strong and would inevitably affect Mr. Door's mental imprint.
The moment this eye formed, wisps of Gray Fog poured into it, filling it, enveloping it, forming a pulsating, heart-like object.
He casually threw this grayish-white heart out, and under the guidance of an invisible force, it smoothly merged into Mr. Door's Historical Projection.
Deep within the Spirit World, in the area actively shielded by the Seven Lights.
Mr. Door digested the information directly infused into his mind, clarifying his current state and situation.
He looked at Leyton with a complex expression, then looked upwards, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the Seven Lights and see Klein above the Gray Fog.
After a while, he murmured, "Sefirah Castle, I didn't expect it to already have a master, and it's not Amon or Antigonus."
Pausing, he looked at Leyton again, and asked with a solemn expression, "Why save me? What price did the Abrahams pay?"
Before Leyton could answer, a crudely cut paper figure pierced through the Gray Fog, drifting down from above the Spirit World. Upon approaching, the paper figure rapidly expanded and transformed into Klein's likeness.
Mr. Door's gaze was drawn to Klein, staring at him for a long time before asking with some confusion, "An Angel? Able to control Sefirah Castle, are you a contingency left behind by the former Lord of the Mysteries?"
Klein casually asked, "Why not Him in person?"
Mr. Door's expression was slightly serious, and he explained his reasons very earnestly:
"If you were truly Him, after gaining control of Sefirah Castle, it would be impossible for you to remain at Sequence 2. Even if most of your characteristics were already controlled by others, you could easily gather and reclaim those I once accommodated, elevating your Sequence to the level of a King of Angels."
"What's more, your Beyonder sequence isn't even that of a True God, and you are far from a Great Old One."
Klein nodded, no longer dwelling on the topic, and instead asked, "Can you accommodate that Marionettist characteristic? I can help you with a miracle of resurrection from death?"
Mr. Door did not directly answer the question, but instead counter-asked, "I am only a Historical Projection. How do you intend for me to step into death without returning to the historical void?"
"I will graft a state of death onto you, and at the same time, deceive the rules, allowing you to die like a normal living being for a short period, and then complete the resurrection by relying on the foreseen 'Miracle'."
"Of course, afterward, you cannot directly regain the Beyonder rank of a Door Pathway Angel. You will need to first become a Miracle Invoker, pay the price for this resurrection, and only then can you reclaim your former power, otherwise you will die the moment you regain your Angel status."
"As payment for your resurrection, I need you to help me contend against Amon. As for the rest, you will need to discuss it yourselves."
Klein explained his and Leyton's plan in detail, and at the end, he also stated his demands, which was the price Mr. Door needed to pay.
"No problem, I don't mind becoming a Miracle Invoker. If I had the abilities of a Miracle Invoker back then, I wouldn't have been as helpless against the corruption."
Mr. Door nodded heavily, agreeing to Klein's terms, then turned his head to look at Leyton.
Leyton said without hesitation the reward he had already planned: "Work for me for 100 years. The specifics can be negotiated with me after your resurrection."
"Understood." After a slight hesitation, Mr. Door still nodded and agreed to this condition.
Compared to helping Klein contend against Amon, this condition of working for 100 years could be said to be very easy. For an Angel, lifespan was no longer a concern.
After some negotiation, the three parties finally reached a consensus.
Then Klein ignited the paper figure he had thrown down, and his consciousness returned to above the Gray Fog. He transformed a piece of information into light and shadow and projected it into the illusory star representing Azik.
Before long, he received a response and pulled Azik to this area above the Gray Fog.
At the same time, Roselle, holding a brass book, silently appeared in the Spirit World, beside Leyton and Mr. Door.
Roselle looked at Mr. Door, who appeared as a Historical Projection before him, and said with a somewhat complex and emotional tone, "We finally meet, Mr. Door."