18 August 1352,Rosewald City, Chester County
Kevin was shocked at his discovery of a person who had trace amounts of the gray fogs aura on them.
'who is it?' as he walked closer he saw that the room was the one given to Jean, the member of the Fool's Hunt.
He stood still in his place as he calmly thought about what he should do '.. worst case he's a higher entity whose related to the fog and is here to kill us, best case would be that he's also a transmigrator...before i confront him i should get backup'
but as he started to walk away a sudden thought struck him 'what if he already does something by then, if he's related to the gray fog then what's the chance that he can read my thoughts forcefully.. or even intercept the messages?'
After a few minutes of pondering he came to a conclusion ' I'll confront him now'
He held his breath as he knocked on the door, he almost took out his gun and shot at the door as it opened and a young man with black hair stood their leaning on the door frame, there was a moment of awkward silence between them as Kevin waited for some terrible curse to strike him or for lightning to smite him or even to turn into a mindless corrupted rampage, but none of that happened.
'Nothing happened?'
"Well? I know that your a transmigrator"
A chill shot up Kevin's spine, 'English?!'
No doubt the person in front of him had spoken in English, a language predominantly used on Earth!
"Don't be so surprised, there are a lot of transmigrators in this world from ours... as for how I found out, well your friends let loose about Sherlock Holmes a little, asked the Society's Vice President to check yall, turns out there were 5 transmigrators who never got into the Research Society's radar"
Kevin's brows twitched at the sudden influx of information, taking his English fluency as a good piece of evidence he calmed down and asked "Research Society? Vice president?"