Is Mr. X looking for people with unusual luck? Above the gray mist, Caine pondered the intelligence provided by the "Magician" lady, trying to extract useful insights. After a while, lacking inspiration, he decided to shift his perspective—recalling individuals around him who had experienced unusual luck, to see if any underlying connection emerged. Hmm… Anderson Hood, the strongest hunter of the Mist Sea, counts as one… Dr. Allen Cris does too… Wait, both of them have been affected by one of the "Serpents of Fate." The "Angel of Fate," Ulloirius, is one of the founders of the Redeemed Rose—an esoteric organization that supports and believes in the "True Maker." The Aurora Society functions as the church of the "True Maker." A series of connections now surfaced in Caine's mind, swiftly forming a conclusion: "It's Ulloirius, the Angel of Fate, seeking out the 'Mercury Serpent,' Will O'Conneally!" "He is mobilizing members of the Aurora Circle to search for 'Mercury's Serpent,' Will Aunseit!" This means that behind Mr. X, somewhere in Beckland, there exists a King of Angels! Under these circumstances, my attempt to assassinate Mr. X would be tantamount to suicide—hence, it's no surprise that Mr. X shows no regard for Beckland's unique circumstances. The official powers at most assume there's a Saint behind him. Indeed, in the official records, only five Saints hold senior positions within the Aurora Circle. Thus, they will respond incorrectly. Once Clary made his assessment, his first thought was to decline Miss Magician's commission and warn her not to involve Mr. X. If it weren't for the need to 'report' which would bring 'Mercury's Serpent' Will Aunseit into the spotlight, and since the Night Goddess Church's extraordinary event archives clearly document Dr. Allen Cris's fortune, Clary would have even urged Miss Magician to report both 'Fate Angel' Ulloirius and Mr. X to some church!" He calmly thought for another few seconds, manifesting "World" Germain Spalro, who then prayed in the gray mist: "…I confirm the situation; I will respond by tomorrow." He hadn't directly refused, as he intended to first consult "Mercury's Serpent" Will Angstain! Next, he returned to the real world and gently extracted the crane folded from the delicate layers of his wallet, handling it with care. Cain didn't rush to write—he first recalled the questions he needed to ask, carefully outlining them in his mind before pulling out a pencil, sharpening it to a fine point with a small knife. With a slight stretch of his muscles, Cain began writing: "The members of the Aurora Society are seeking individuals with unusual luck. Do you know how to create incantations using the 'Chrono-Insects'? Does your umbilical blood count as the blood of mythical beings? If so, what would it cost me to obtain a single drop?" Klein had originally intended to ask Wil. Aonsedt why he remained so composed, given that church records showed no public worship of the "Serpent of Fate"—yet he ultimately restrained himself, fearing that Wil., still in the state of an unborn child, might respond with something casually offhand: "When did you develop the illusion that I'm rational?" That would leave him uncertain whether Wil. was jesting or speaking seriously. Indeed, while there was no formal organization devoted to the "Serpent of Fate," similar deities associated with "Fortune" did exist in certain regions, part of traditional custom—perhaps those very beings were Wil. Aonsedt or Ulloiru's true identities. Klein murmured these thoughts silently, drawing upon all the strength of his "clown" persona, and finally folded the thousand-paper crane once more, placing it neatly beneath his pillow. Only then did he take the time to tally up how much cash he had left. 17,046 pounds plus 5 gold coins plus 3 soules 8 pence in change... If one also possesses assets such as a house, manor, or shares in companies, such a substantial amount of liquid capital would certainly make one a wealthy man in Beckettland... Of course, still far from the ranks of the ultra-wealthy, whose benchmark is a total net worth of one hundred thousand pounds. Klein was delighted by his growing fortune, yet simultaneously mindful of outstanding debts and the need for substantial investments to establish the character's intended image. He then took a sip of water, lay down on the bed, covered himself with a light and warm blanket, and gradually drifted into sleep. Half-drowsy and hazy, Klein suddenly awoke and saw the vast expanse of barren black plain. As he journeyed toward the central black spire, navigating through the disordered layout, he reached the deep interior of the tower, where, as usual, a circle of Tarot cards was scattered. Yet, on the raised area at the center of the circle, there were no silver words appearing. Will Aunseit said nothing…why had he pulled me into this dream? Clain wondered, and suddenly saw a black stroller slide out from the shadows, carrying a baby wrapped in silver silk, whose form was indistinct. "Mr. Destiny's Serpent?" Clain asked politely and cautiously. The baby then spoke clearly: "Why do you insist on calling me 'Mr.'?" Isn't that based on my name? Don't worry about such details! Clain muttered under his breath, and as the baby's casual tone eased his concerns, he added, "Then how shall I address you?" The infant-like Will Aunseit hummed thoughtfully and said, "I haven't decided yet. As you know, oh, you may not know—every time I begin anew, I make a conscious effort to be different, to maintain a positive mental state. A child should simply look and act like a child. "Klein was struck by this: "Is this how the 'Monster' path maintains sanity and combats madness?" Wil. Aunseit, lying in the black pram, replied with a light tone: "Yes. Each time we restart, madness is washed away—though this still requires a certain faith grounding; otherwise, I can't sustain the Sequence 1 state for long." "Haha, you've learned so much since before." "Indeed. Besides faith grounding, there are other ways to combat madness. However, 'restarting' is clearly a unique ability of the 'Monster' path's Sequence 1, 'Fate's Serpent'; other extraordinary paths can't replicate it... Does Mr. Azk's constant loss and recovery of memories also reflect this?" Klein nodded thoughtfully, seizing the moment to ask: "I suspect Ulusius has been seeking you through members of the Aurora Circle." Will. Oncetin chuckled. "I've been playing hide-and-seek with Him for a long time now, and He's not particularly good at it. It's clear that He lacks a childhood—each time He restarts, He grows up beside the 'True Creator,' never experiencing the evolving psychological states of different life stages. As a result, He sometimes becomes wildly erratic, though He doesn't mind at all. 'I've instructed Rijord to use the 'Dice of Probability' in certain places, leaving subtle traces. This will confuse Ulorius's judgment, and soon He'll leave Bekland once again.' That means there's still an opportunity to strike Mr. X... Hmm, I'll check the omens on the gray mist then. Klein didn't pursue this topic further, but instead asked, 'Do you know how to use the 'Chrono-Beetle' to create seals?' The infant in the stroller, Will. Oncetin, didn't answer directly. Instead, he asked, 'The 'Chrono-Beetle' you received from Parles. Zoroastre—how did you obtain it?' “How do you know?” Caine paused for two seconds, then asked. He was not surprised that the other person could explain the origin of the "Chrono-Beetle," since it wasn't common for a "Theif" capable of creating duplicates through such a phenomenon to reach half-divinity. What puzzled him was why "Amon," the "Defiler," hadn't guessed that "Hydro-Serpent" had also left behind a "Chrono-Beetle!" Leonard is investigating Sherlock Moriarty? The old man inside him is Palaces Zoroaster... Klein furrowed his brow, unsure what had gone wrong. Will O'Conning continued: "The creation of the 'Clockwork' sigil isn't particularly difficult for you. You can make a plea to your own unique essence, using a blend of mercury and pure silver as the medium, and inscribe the corresponding symbolic signs." Not particularly difficult... making a plea to 'The Fool'? Of course—clearly, the mysterious space above the mist also holds a strong appeal for 'The Thief's Path'... Klein felt a surge of excitement, beginning to grasp the significance. At that moment, Will O'Conning smiled and added: "As for what the corresponding symbolic signs are, I'm not certain." ...Such a sudden shift... Klein couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. He noticed Wil. Aunseit had stopped speaking and quickly forced a smile, saying, "One more question—your cord blood..." Before he finished speaking, Wil. Aunseit suddenly opened his mouth and let out a sound: "Ah!" He began to cry like a true infant. ...Speak properly... Caine stood frozen in place. If it weren't for the certainty he now had, he truly doubted whether the man before him was indeed a Sequence-1, or even the Chancellor of the Life School. "Alright, alright," Caine said, half-raising his hands, "I just wanted to know if it was mythical creature's blood." Wil. Aunseit immediately stopped crying and smiled, saying, "Of course, though I'll replace it beforehand—otherwise, everyone here would die." He paused and added, "If you can offer something suitable, I'm not even sure I can't give you a drop." "Well, then, goodbye!" "As Wille Ongenthen spoke, Klein felt the tower sway, and the dream shattered instantly. He woke up soon after."