Did you receive a letter? Didn't you say there was something at home? Walter's family lives in Beckland—why not come over by public or hired carriage if there's an issue? With his income and his country land, he surely can afford it... Klein merely nodded as though it were a casual question, saying nothing further. He walked slowly back to his armchair, sat down, and took up a newspaper, reading it seriously. Richardson, seeing this, said nothing, quietly stepped back into the room, and closed the wooden door silently. Only when a soft crackling sound emerged did Caine finally shift his gaze from the newspaper, turning toward the door, and silently thought: I've discovered another strength of Richardson—he enjoys observing his surroundings and notices valuable details. It was he who first spotted the visit of Bishop Elektra to Senator Moretti from the balcony... Yet this differs from that of an ordinary observer, whose focus lies on the event itself rather than on specific details. Walter's situation seems slightly unusual—could this be the "extra development" the mirror, Arodès, has mentioned? Regardless, he decided to consult the oracle immediately, just in case there were any hidden dangers he hadn't yet perceived. With this thought, Caine promptly entered the room's bathroom, walked backward four steps, and stepped onto the gray mist. Each time he appeared in the state of "The Fool," the core beneath the mist remained distinctly that of Caine Moretti, never overlapping with the forms of Sherlock Moretti, Germán Spáro, or D'Artagnan D'Artagnan. Due to the lack of essential information, he could only make divinations focused on his own safety, thus opting not to use the "dream method." He simply removed the pendulum from his wrist and inscribed the corresponding divinatory statement: "Walter's anomaly will pose a threat to me." Holding it in his left hand, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, softly reciting the words he had just written. After repeating this seven times, he opened his eyes and looked at the silver chain. There, the yellow crystal pendant was rotating smoothly in a counterclockwise direction, both in amplitude and speed—quite normal. This indicated that Walter's anomaly would not pose a threat to him. Yet this addressed only one point: perhaps I will encounter trouble without any actual danger. Additionally, there was another possibility—the very nature of the threat might depend on whether he makes normal choices. If he intervenes prematurely, even a previously safe situation might become hazardous. Based on his extensive experience, he began to interpret the implications. Just as he had set this matter aside, he suddenly saw the deep red star, symbolizing the "Hermit," radiating light and undergoing expansion and contraction. Was this the payment due from the "Favoring Scales"? A wave of delight washed over Caine's heart, and he immediately extended his spiritual awareness to encompass it. Yet upon contact, he felt disappointed—Gardelica, the "Star General," merely requested that the "Knight of the Fool" convey her message to the "Hanged Man," making no mention of when the transaction with the "World" would be finalized. Had the Obunis sea monster already been spotted in the "Deep Vortex" to the north of Sunya Island? The Sir "The Hanged Man" has good fortune—at least, he doesn't have to enter the divine war ruins like I do. Of course, the Obunis sea monster is also quite dangerous; securing it for a ritual isn't a simple matter, and Sir "The Hanged Man" might even need to ask for the sea god's assistance. "The Hermit" requested merely to help locate the direct descendants of the Abraham lineage—this clearly shows that "The Mystic Queen" is well aware of Sir "The Door's" origins. Has the Emperor mentioned this to her?" Klein, drawing connections from "Star General" Gardeleia's words, projected the corresponding images into the deep red star representing "The Hanged Man." At this moment, Algier Wilson had just completed his official duties, passed the assessment, and retook his position aboard the "Azure Avenger." Upon seeing the boundless gray mist and hearing "The Hermit's" words, he maintained a composed demeanor, walking steadily and at a consistent pace toward the captain's quarters, unchanged from his usual gait. He entered the room, closed the door behind him, and went to the wine cabinet, selecting a bottle of "Brandy de la Mer," the favorite of the pirates. He opened a beer glass and poured half a glass. Alger immediately picked up the glass, brought it to his lips, and drank it down in long, steady gulps, as though it were plain water rather than a strong liquor. His eyes were half-closed, as if immersed in his own world. After finishing the half glass of "Brandy de la Mer," he set the glass down, wiped his lips, and smiled gently. "Descendant of the direct line of the Abraham family? That's quite a challenge for others—there's little trace of such a lineage. But I can ask the 'Magician' Miss, whose teacher was... well, the 'Star General' hasn't yet heard of this." He quickly composed himself, walked back and forth a few times, and ultimately decided to abandon his earlier thoughts, calmly responding to the 'Keeper' Gardeleia's request. "The Star Above" won't content herself with merely asking for my assistance. At next month's Tarot gathering, she is likely to announce this task to all members—others, too, know that the "Magician" lady's teacher hails from the Abraham family. Matters that are easily exposed need no deception; it would be unwise to sacrifice potential future transactions for the sake of minor convenience. Sometimes, honesty is the most cost-effective approach. Alje paused, bowed respectfully, and recited the honored name of the "Knight of the Fool": "…Please convey to the 'Hermit' lady that, regarding the lineage of the direct descendants of the Abraham family, she may directly inquire of the 'Magician' lady." After completing the request to have "The Star Above" revise her demands, Alje willingly shared his own experience during the "Blood Moon Night," asking the "Knight of the Fool" whether the work that resonates with the extraordinary qualities of the "Ocean Singer" is indeed the "Book of Catastrophes," and whether the woman holding a golden goblet within the coral palace in his dreams is Highshinam. Could this really be true? The Queen of the Cataclysms has truly passed on—she hasn’t just gone limp. She must have divided her extraordinary traits herself: one part transformed into *The Book of Cataclysms*, another part left within the underwater ruins—perhaps there are even a third and fourth parts, though their current locations remain unknown. As the Pendragon finished speaking, Caine was certain beyond doubt that the elf the other had dreamed of was the Queen of the Cataclysms, Ghisnam. This wasn’t mere intuition—it was a reasoned inference: He had once received the very golden cup that was Ghisnam’s favorite, and in the dream, a similar vessel appeared. Furthermore, the elven singer Chastas knew several personal details about the Queen of the Cataclysms and held a deep affection for her, suggesting she was likely one of the elves close to Ghisnam. Thus, it is entirely understandable that her residual extraordinary traits would resonate with *The Book of Cataclysms* during the Blood Moon night. Thinking of this, Caine suddenly remembered something—he had given the golden wine cup that High-Sinam loved most to "Admiral Ice," Edwena, instructing her to place the vessel within Chastas's tomb. If the "Queen of the Plague" had not yet fully perished, might the golden wine cup, interred alongside the elven skeletons around her, produce some kind of transformation? Caine quickly checked the timeline and found himself uncertain whether the "Golden Dream" had even reached Sunia Island. After a brief pause, he calmly and steadily responded to "The Hangman": "Yes." Then, he passed on the earlier part of the other's words to the deep red star symbolizing "The Hermit," Gadeleia. After completing all this, Caine materialized "The World" Germaine Sparrow and asked him to pray: "Esteemed Sir Fool, kindly inform Daniz to inquire of Admiral Edwena Edward regarding any anomalies concerning the remains of the elven singer Chastas and the golden goblet." Huff... With the operation complete, Caine exhaled, sending the corresponding image into the specially marked prayer light beside him, then returned to the real world and stepped out of the bathroom. Before the dressing mirror, gazing at the silvering of his hair and the deep blue of his eyes, a subtle lift formed at the corner of his mouth as he realized once again he had returned to the enigmatic billionaire Domnique de Thésée. ... Bayam, within the Primeval Forest. Daniz, who was mid-meal and boasting loudly to his resistance base, suddenly stiffened, nearly choking on the liquid in his mouth. Though this wasn't the first time he had received such a magnificent response from the Great Fool, it still left him trembling and unexpectedly afraid. Only after he had clearly identified the figure and understood the words did he exhale, realizing it was Germaine Sparrow who had come to see him. "Inquiring about the captain? That's quite simple, actually... the Golden Dream will come to pick me up in a few days... Hee-hee, Germaine Sparrow is far from frantic before the Great Fool—he's even devout and respectful!" Daniz quickly relaxed, thinking calmly. Meanwhile, on the Future, the "Star General" Gardeleia, having received her reply, silently murmured in mild astonishment: "Directly asking the 'Sorceress'?" "Yes, she appears to be an extraordinary one through the 'Apprentice' path... She's actually connected to the Abraham family?" "Indeed, she is no ordinary person!" Gardelia paused and decided to assign no new tasks to "The Hangman" at this time, as she was uncertain whether "The Magician" would be willing to reveal the clues about the Abraham family. ... Walter returned to 160 Berkley Street in the afternoon, looking as composed and steady as always, as though the matter had been resolved with ease. Crain said nothing further; he felt that the relationship between the two parties had not yet reached a point where the butler would feel comfortable being open, and since the issue had not yet erupted directly before him, it could no longer be concealed. Time flew by swiftly as he continued to learn. By the evening of the following day, just as the full moon was about to rise, Crain, accompanied by his personal servant Richard, took a rented luxury carriage to St. Samuel's Church to attend the moonlit Mass. He had no concerns about potential donations, as the 1,000-pound contribution from "Justice" had already been made, and his personal funds totaled 2,186 pounds—making even a few hundred pounds' worth of donations a mere matter of convenience. It was merely not making things difficult... Klein sighed, glanced at the symmetrical clock tower outside the window, stepped down from the carriage, crossed the square, and entered St. Samuel's Church.