Based on the intelligence Klein provided, Silas was now quite certain that the Queen was Roselle's daughter.
Roselle's eldest daughter was named Bernadette Gustav, and her pathway was Mystery Pryer.
Like him, there was also a crazed evil god at the top of her Sequence.
However, the Queen's condition looked very stable, not like she was being influenced... Well, with an emperor for a father, she must have received excellent protection.
No wonder she had so many Beyonder items.
Silas couldn't help but sigh. Both being influenced by evil gods, the difference between them was enormous.
"Silas, why are you suddenly asking about Roselle's children?"
Klein asked curiously.
"Well, I recently encountered a powerful individual. Her various behaviors seem to prove she's connected to Roselle..."
Silas told Klein about matters related to the Queen, excluding the parts about human trafficking and MI9.
What?
Roselle's eldest daughter Bernadette really did become a major figure in the mystical world, and she's in Backlund right now!
Klein couldn't help but be startled. After all, he was currently planning to infiltrate Roselle's memorial exhibition to steal something.
If he encountered her there, that would be rather unfortunate.
Fortunately, judging by what Silas meant, she would be leaving tomorrow. He could wait until tomorrow night to make his move.
By then, he'd only need to deal with the Steam Church's official personnel.
Klein thought this while noticing Silas was sizing him up.
"Congratulations. Looks like you've successfully advanced."
Silas could sense that Klein's spirituality had become much denser than before.
"Yeah, it took quite a bit of effort."
Klein answered with a bitter smile.
Although he'd already obtained the formulas from Sequence 7 to Sequence 5 from Rosago, he'd spent considerable funds to buy the materials.
Fortunately, relying on the Tarot Club platform and the bounty money Silas had shared with him, he'd managed to maintain a balance in income and expenses and currently still had a surplus.
"Have you started acting?"
"I'm trying. Got some leads..."
Klein suddenly thought about how Silas had jumped directly from Sequence 8 to Sequence 5.
Logically, in such cases, ordinary Beyonders would lose control due to the potion's influence, but Silas was only half-mad and even had long periods of lucidity... Thinking back to his various abnormalities, indeed, there was something special about him too.
The two walked side by side, sharing recent intelligence while looking for a carriage at the street corner, preparing to leave.
"So you haven't found Lanevus recently either, ugh!"
Silas was speaking when suddenly gloomy, crazed murmurs rang in his ears, piercing his eardrums and reverberating violently in his mind.
Intense pain followed immediately, and he couldn't help but bend over.
It was ravings from the True Creator. The voice was low and grand, as if trying to fill his entire mental world, seemingly containing some information within.
Screaming at me again!
"Silas, what's wrong?"
Klein asked in surprise.
"I'm fine..."
Silas waved his hand, actively summoning the tide to resist the pollution in those ravings, then tried to receive the information within.
"Snap."
With a crisp sound, he pulled off his index finger again.
The cross-section was bright red, as if all the blood had gathered on the surface, but not a single drop flowed out.
This is...
Klein's eyebrows jumped sharply.
He still couldn't get used to Silas's habit of self-harming at the drop of a hat. Especially what Silas did with that finger afterward made Klein's eyes widen...
"Crunch, crunch."
Silas sensed the information contained in the flesh and blood. His body trembled and swayed as he slowly crouched down.
Then his right hand's severed finger involuntarily extended out, as if being pressed against the cold, rough ground by someone.
"Hiss."
Watching this scene, Klein couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath, as if his own finger was experiencing phantom pain.
He watched as Silas used blood as paint and began drawing patterns on the ground. With the abundant information in the ravings, Silas drew quickly.
The crimson moonlight covered the ground. A pattern was rapidly sketched out.
It was a slightly complex symbol composed of half an "Eyeless Eye" symbolizing concealment and half a "Twisted Line" symbolizing change.
Under the moonlight's illumination, this bloody pattern appeared eerie and mysterious.
After finishing the symbol, Silas didn't stop but moved his body backward to clear floor space and began writing words below the symbol.
These words weren't Giant language or Dragon language that could leverage natural forces, nor were they Hermes used for rituals, but the most common Loen script.
These words formed a passage:
"Find:
'The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;
The mysterious ruler above the gray fog;
The Yellow and Black King who wields good luck.'
Dependents and believers are in Backlund."
After writing this, Silas finally stopped trembling. His wound squirmed and grew a new section of finger that looked completely identical to before.
Only then did he have time to look down and examine these patterns and text.
"...The Fool?"
He read through the description and text with curiosity. "And it's a three-part honorific name.
This kind of designation mostly points to deities or similar existences..."
When it came to praying to evil gods, Silas could be called an expert. But this existence called [The Fool], he'd never heard of it anywhere before.
Well, that's not quite right.
At least there's such a card among the Tarot cards Roselle "invented"... Silas thought half-jokingly, not looking back but staring at the line of text while asking casually, "Klein, have you heard of this [Fool]?"
However, what he didn't know was that behind him, Klein was staring at this content formed from blood, showing an expression of extreme shock.
Isn't this my representative symbol and description?!
"...Klein?"
Not hearing an answer, Silas turned around to see his former colleague staring at the bloodstains with a somewhat strange expression.
"Klein, what's wrong?"
"Silas, this is..."
"Oh, sorry for startling you."
Silas said.
"This is the True Creator's method of transmitting His commands through ravings.
Like a giant broadcast, we Beyonders of this Sequence all receive it. For believers, this is divine revelation. For me, it's stolen intelligence."
In other words, the True Creator is looking for me!
He's discovered The Fool!
After hearing Silas's explanation, Klein quickly understood the situation.
It's because [The Sun] performed a sacrificial ritual in front of His believers.
There should have been symbolic markers corresponding to [The Fool] at the scene, as well as the scene above the gray fog... Through these, He determined I was the one who previously spied on Him?
When he'd first come to Backlund, he'd gotten involved in the Intis Ambassador's case.
For self-preservation, he'd once used a purchased "ear" to spy on the True Creator from above the gray fog.
Although somewhat dangerous, this had also allowed him to obtain a powerful item to counter Rosago...
In any case, through these, the True Creator should have already determined that I, or my dependents, are in Backlund and arranged for subordinates to come capture me!
Various emotions and thoughts surged violently in Klein's heart.