I think? If I knew the answer, why would I have waited until now to show up here—why wouldn’t I have found an indirect way to deliver the information already? Leonard mumbled quietly to himself, weighing his words carefully. During this reflection, he noticed that although he stood straight and looked down upon Daven Tout, the wealthy gentleman lounging comfortably in his armchair held a commanding presence—like a senior figure casually listening to a subordinate’s report. This made Leonard feel somewhat uneasy. He instinctively glanced around, then pulled a chair over and deliberately settled back: “I believe it’s either him or you who are searching for something specific. When he joined the night watchmen in Tinggen, he was searching for something. And when he infiltrated the Charnes Gate in Beekland, he was doing the same—searching for that very thing.” "First, he didn't achieve his objective, so he feigned death during Insang Zangwei's attack and managed to escape; second, when he still couldn't locate him, he simply walked out of the Charnis Gate without taking anything!" With steady confidence, Leonard conveyed in these few sentences that he already knew Germán Spáro was Sherlock Moriaty and that he was also aware of Klein Moretti's identity—using this knowledge to exert pressure on Dauin Tangtès, making him less composed and less inclined to defend himself. Indeed, he had come to dig up my grave... Klein sighed quietly in his mind, lifted the wine glass filled with red wine, and gently shook it as he said: "Would you believe us if we made two hasty, uncoordinated attempts without solid intelligence? After all, such an opportunity only arises once—once it fails, success becomes impossible. So, who, when their targets remain uncertain, would rely solely on action to validate their assumptions?" He accepted my statement without question—Cline Moretti is indeed Germain Sparo, a member of the secret organization that venerates "The Fool," the "Robin Hood" Emperor... Leonard made a conscious effort not to furrow his brow, placing his right foot on his left leg and said: "So it wasn't that they weren't found, but rather that other factors led to the failure? During these two phases, the only two things in common between the Saint Seraphina Church in Tinggen and the Saint Sermon Church in Beckett were the seal object '2–049' and the Antigonous Family Notes. The Antigonous Family Notes... is that it? Cline Moretti joined the 'Watchers' precisely because of this!" Though the reasoning was slightly off, the conclusion was correct. Cline chuckled and said: "Our minds aren't merely decorative. If his objective was the Antigonous Family Notes, he had no need to join the 'Watchers'—he had ample opportunities to secure them before you did." "And even if you manage to secure it, he might still end up with it—back then, you should know this better than I do. 'Moreover, since the objective is the Antigonous family's notes, why didn't he take them this time?' The remark from Doun Thonates had just stung Leonard Mitchell, who now realized that his hastily formed thoughts were riddled with logical inconsistencies, feeling a wave of embarrassment and a touch of irritation. He quietly took a breath and said, 'Why did he use different methods to enter the Charnes gate on two separate occasions? And this time, not only did he leave with nothing—neither taking anything nor leaving any trace—but he also entered into a strange state himself?' As soon as Leonard finished speaking, Doun Thonates, whose hair was now streaked with silver, smiled with a look of deep significance. 'As for that last point, I have no idea either. Perhaps you should go ask the "Goddess of Night."' Goddess... what did he mean by that? Leonard was instantly struck by both surprise and doubt, finding it hard to imagine what exactly had transpired behind the Charnel Gate of Saint Samuel's Church. Then he heard Daven Tancred's low, amused chuckle: "Regarding your first question, I believe you've misunderstood a few things. Our members come from diverse backgrounds, joining us for different reasons and choosing to change their beliefs—yet before that, their lives remained deeply their own. "Just like me," Tancred continued, "I have both a past and a present. I came here because I chose to adopt this surname." Tancred... *The Count's Return*... He had joined the secret society devoted to the 'Fool' in pursuit of vengeance, and now he was in Beckett? Leonard nodded thoughtfully. After a brief pause,克莱恩 sipped his wine casually, a smile on his face, and added: "Similarly, the man who came back to life through the curse of the Antigonous family's manuscripts did so as well, driven by a desire for vengeance." Just now, Caine deliberately mentioned his current surname—“Tang Taishe”—and invoked the theme of vengeance, thereby deliberately distinguishing himself from Germán Spáro Caine Moretti, to prevent Leonard, upon reflection, from noticing any similarities between the two and speculating that there might be a deeper, underlying connection. By himself initiating this statement, he establishes a mental framework in the listener’s mind, prompting them to follow the logical flow of the conversation and instinctively perceive Duan Tang Taishe and Caine Moretti as two entirely distinct individuals, sharing only the common goal of vengeance—while, in fact, there are surely many more vengeful figures in the world. Leonard unconsciously lowered his lifted right leg and leaned slightly forward. “Vengeance?” he asked. “Vengeance against whom?” After posing the question, the refined, distinguished middle-aged gentleman slightly raised a corner of his mouth. “Lan’lusu, and… Zanggeweil.” "Zangwei...," Leonard repeated, his expression shifting in a series of subtle changes before settling into stillness. His emerald eyes fixed ahead, momentarily losing focus, as though pondering something deep within. Huffing after a long silence, Leonard finally exhaled, letting go of the hands that had instinctively clutched tight. His voice, slightly hoarse, asked, "Was Lan'urus truly killed by him?" "Of course," Klein murmured, responding calmly. Leonard opened his mouth as though to say something, but could not find the words, and simply pressed his lips together. Seeing that his point had been made, Klein promptly changed the subject, chuckling, "If you too have similar intentions—or need assistance—you may simply invoke His name, and perhaps receive a response." Him... that enigmatic presence, 'The Fool'? Leonard thought Daven Thantès was simply preaching habitually, trying to cultivate himself within that secret organization, so he responded with quiet silence. Caine, on the other hand, smiled and said: "By the way, pass along to Palis Soloyasde this message: one of our members encountered the 'profane' Amon in the 'Land Abandoned by the Gods.' " The message carried immense weight, leaving Leonard momentarily at a loss for reaction, his mind filled with a cascade of thoughts: "The 'Land Abandoned by the Gods'? The very land the Seven Churches have searched in vain for? Does this very secret organization actually have members who can enter and exit that sacred terrain?" "Ahmon, the one who disrespects the gods... The old man said he had been fleeing a high-ranking Ahmon, someone who had severely wounded him and thus forced him to eventually take up residence within me... The way Doun Tan-Taise speaks and holds himself—truly, he embodies a creature of immortality surviving into the Fourth Era, standing at a level comparable to, or even on par with, the old man. In his presence, I feel not a single sense of superiority, and in fact, I lack even confidence..." As these thoughts flickered, Leonard struggled to regain his composure and said: "I'll pass this on to him." "Well, after Leonard entered another person's dream, it seems the old man can no longer precisely perceive his senses—otherwise, he should have shown some unusual reaction upon hearing 'the渎神者' Amun. The words of 'The Serpent of Fate,' Will Aunseint, also support this: only when his poetry classmate actually faced danger did the old man finally notice and take action. So, he's not entirely parasitic. While reading the hidden messages, Caine smiled and said, 'You may now go. Rest assured, my purpose lies not with the Night Church.'—referring to his next objective, not the one from before. Caine silently added this to his inner thoughts. Leonard had gathered sufficient information and dared not stay any longer; he rose from his seat and bowed. Then, he stepped out of Doane Tantris's dream. …in a room on the back street of Saint Samuel's Church, Leonard awoke, hearing the slightly aged voice of the "host" resonating in his mind: "What did he say?" Leonard carefully phrased his response: "He directly acknowledged that he was a member of the secret organization devoted to the 'Fool,' and that Klein Moretti, known by the name of Gervais Sparo, was also one of them. 'Their goals were all rooted in vengeance—each pursuing their own form of it.' Palis Soloyasde remained silent for a moment, then asked: "Did he explain why Klein Moretti was able to revive, or how he managed such a profound appearance of death?" Leonard recalled: "He attributed it to a curse granted by the family's ancestral notes of the Antigonous lineage." Curse... It was only now that Leonard realized how unusual Daven Tanaz's wording was: the very power capable of resurrecting a deceased person was referred to as a curse! Palaces Soloyasde seemed to have no further questions. After a moment of silence, he said, "What else did he say?" Leonard spoke openly, without reservation: "He mentioned 'the渎神者' Amun, saying that their members encountered each other in 'the Land Abandoned by the Gods.' "Old man, is this the Amun you referred to?" The slightly weathered voice responded after a pause: "That should be it." He paused again and added, "I'm wondering—Dawn Tancé, no, the 'Fool' behind him—perhaps he is indeed one of my old friends..." Palaces Soloyasde considered himself not merely one level above Doun Tancé, but even higher—was he perhaps an earthly angel? Leonardi thought for a moment and asked, "Which old friend?" Palaces Soloyasde did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "Will you still find an opportunity to reveal the connection between Doun Tancé and Cline Moretti?" Leonard fell silent, and after a few seconds, spoke in a low tone: "Not yet. Perhaps I, and he, and even they, still have the possibility of working together... The Church has not suffered any substantial losses this time." The "parasite" within him remained silent, as though it had once again entered a state of sleep.