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Chapter 950: Investigation Direction

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Klein's first suspect without a doubt was the Elven King Sunyassolim. This ancient deity invented chopsticks, excelled at making "blood-well" dishes, enjoyed animal organs, and was particularly skilled in using aromatic spices. The dominant physical features and eye colors of the Elven descendants closely resemble those of East Asian people on Earth. Klein himself once suspected that Sunyassolim was a time-traveler, and so did Emperor Roserel. However, after further investigation, Roserel gradually ruled out this hypothesis based on linguistic, symbolic, and folkloric evidence. Klein, on the other hand, believed that the use of chopsticks, the preference for consuming organs, and the introduction of spices were not exclusive traits—indeed, these could very naturally emerge in daily life among a nature-loving people. As for why the Elves who mastered the "Seafarer" path are particularly nature-oriented, Klein had no clear explanation, only noting that their surviving murals and texts describe them as such. "Once, I thought the Elven King was unlikely to be a traveler from another time, but after seeing three broken 'silken cocoons,' I can no longer be certain... Perhaps he truly is a fellow traveler from the same realm. Hmm, it's also possible that the ancient deity himself isn't a traveler, but rather one of the higher-tier elves around him—this would still allow traditions to be passed down under the name of the Elven King..." With a gentle movement of his fingers, Kline murmured these thoughts silently. Almost simultaneously, he formed a clear direction for his investigation: In the *Traveler's Journal of Grolser*, there is a精灵 singer named Shatass who served Queen Suniassolom, also known as the 'Queen of the Plague,' Ghisnam. As long as he could enter her collective unconscious ocean, he should be able to access or encounter memory fragments related to the elven people and the ancient deities! One could also employ methods such as "hypnosis" to directly have her subconscious speak... The current challenge, however, is that I am not particularly skilled in such matters. When I last attempted to delve into Groessel's subconscious, I was restless and unable to settle down. Though I have now grown into a half-god, the intensity and severity of the wildness and loss of control I must contend with have only increased, and my psychological state has remained largely unadjusted for an extended period. Forced spiritual communication is not well-suited to this situation, nor to such a subject. Klein furrowed his brows, feeling that he might need a more advanced magical artifact suited for the "spectator" pathway, or at the very least, an assistant of at least "hypnotist" caliber. He began seriously considering the feasibility of inviting the "Justice" lady for assistance: "Operationally, there's no issue—entering in a spiritual state above the gray mist will not make it impossible to exit. We need not worry that the "Justice" lady will discover the secret of the travelers, as long as Chastel herself lacks awareness of it; her subconscious and collective unconscious will not point toward such conclusions, and I can extract the clues I seek from the details she overlooks or undervalues. The biggest challenge lies in the fact that the "Justice" lady has little experience in adventure, lacking sufficient expertise. For her, venturing into the ancient figures' subconscious ocean is highly risky—there, she may encounter residual images of ancient deities at any moment. Should she lose the support of her "psychologist," the situation becomes equally precarious for me. Even if we decide to involve the "Justice" lady, we must wait until she reaches Sequence 5, using her level progression to compensate for her lack of experience. At that point, we will first attempt to hypnotize Chastel and gather information from her. Should the insights obtained prove insufficient, we will then proceed to enter her dreams, delve deeper into her consciousness "Oh, by the way, the 'dream incantations' I'm currently crafting aren't strong enough—perhaps I won't be able to sustain such an extended exploration. Honestly, the goddess doesn't respond directly to such minor matters; she always provides fixed feedback through established rituals... And all the extraordinary traits have been returned to the Church. Should I involve Leonard as well? I'm not sure whether this kind of spiritual-level involvement will evade the watchful gaze of his grandfather within him. I'll have to investigate that over the next few days..." Kaine pulled himself back from his thoughts, considering his second suspect. This person appeared entirely ordinary, never once making him feel like a traveler from another time. Yet, once his mind settled and he calmly reviewed the situation from the beginning, Kaine realized that many things he once considered common sense were, upon closer inspection, far more complex and deeply unsettling. He suspected: the ancient Sun God, the creator of the Silver City! "Each of the Seven Churches has its own sacred texts bearing echoes of Western Earth religions, and their Mass rituals reflect the same pattern." "Based on the description of the small 'Sun,' the observations made by Emperor Roscel in the small church of Adam, and the content of the frescoes on the ruins of the God-forgotten land, it is clear that the primary symbolic elements of the ancient solar deity were the cross! 'He named His children Adam and Amen...' 'His angels bore wings of light—otherwise, I have never seen anything like it...' 'He rose suddenly, without any prior trace, in the late Second Age, defeating several ancient gods and reclaiming numerous powers...' 'These details didn't seem significant before, but now, upon reflection, I find myself deeply uneasy.' Kline exhaled sharply, now even more suspicious of the ancient solar deity than of the elven king Suniassol. The other's experiences were simply too legendary—more like the true protagonist of the age than Emperor Roscel himself!" Of course, His fate was equally tragic—he was treated as a main course by the Angel Kings surrounding the Divine Throne and served up, divided and consumed. Even though Emperor Roscel was in dire straits, he never reached such a level of suffering. Doesn't this suggest something about the attitudes of Amun and Adam? Both of them perceive the Gray Mist as being connected to their father, yet, due to their differing paths, they have made distinct choices. Indeed, Adam has a certain probability of being unable to perceive the Gray Mist. He is not among the high-tier strongholds in the four primary paths—Fate, Theft, Divination, and Apprentice. Klein nodded slightly. On these lines of inquiry, he also has a line of investigation that does not require him to engage with any major figures at the Angelic level: In the *Traveler's Journal of Grols*, there lives a third-age survivor, Snowman, a devout monk who serves the ancient Sun God! The issue has returned to what we discussed earlier—there are no other elements that currently raise doubt. Klein exhaled slowly, extended his right hand, and picked up the newly acquired "Card of Desecration": the "Red Priest"! In the Sanctum of Spiritual Infusion, the card emitted streams of glowing crimson light, forming a shimmering, phantom book the size of a palm. The book turned page after page, revealing vivid, richly colored portraits of Roxel Gustav—each one dynamic and lifelike. He was dressed in hunter's attire, raised his middle finger, walked through buildings engulfed in flames, or stood behind a trap, dressed in various garments and engaged in diverse actions. "Sequence 9: The Hunter... Sequence 8: The Provocateur... Sequence 7: The Burner... Sequence 6: The Conspirator... Sequence 5: The Reaper... Sequence 4: The Iron Knight... Sequence 3: The War Bishop... Sequence 2: The Weather Mage... Sequence 1: The Conqueror... Sequence 0: The Red Priest..." Klein glanced steadily at each of the tarot-sized portrait paintings, absorbing and committing their details to memory. Regarding the divine ritual sequence 0 for this path, he was neither surprised nor unexpectedly so—he had anticipated it all along, since Hermes had once told Rosel that the "red" in "Red Priest" referred to the red of war. Therefore, when he saw the vision of "initiating a war that would sweep across the continent and securing sufficient victories," there was no ripple of emotion within him at all. After sealing the "Red Priest" card and focusing his thoughts on the issues at hand, his mental state improved further. Gently rubbing his temples, he finally felt the weight of fatigue settle in. "Let's set a short-term objective first—uncover the mastermind behind the recent severe smog crisis in Beckland, a matter that remains unresolved. Yes, continue with the scheduled arms trade, secure the funds, and then return to Beckland. Now I have two leads: the Lord Steward, Viscount Stafford, and the Deputy Director of Military Intelligence, Major-Colonel Qunus Colg." With renewed determination, Klein resolved to find something to occupy himself. Before leaving the gray mist, he tossed the psychotropic formula provided by the "Justice" lady into the deep crimson star symbolizing the "Moon," Emlyn, and paid her one pound per bottle for a week's supply of the potion—commissioning the skilled herbalist vampire to prepare it for the "World." ... Beckland, in the villa of the O'Drill family. Emlyn White, waiting in the living room, gave a slight sigh and murmured to himself, "Only seven pounds' worth of business—really, I'd rather not take it... 'World,' be careful; she can probably prepare it herself." He did not object to the "World's" request, as he had just spent five thousand pounds acquiring the exceptional traits of the Sequence 5 synthetic vampires and now had only seven hundred thirty pounds in cash remaining. At that moment, a middle-aged gentleman named Casimir entered. After exchanging greetings, the baron of the bloodline asked, "Emlyn, what brings you here so suddenly?" Emlyn felt a bit uneasy at first, then recalled his previous experiences and the words about "The Hanged Man" and "The World," and raised his chin slightly, answering casually: "I've acquired an exceptional trait from a Sequence 5 'Deep Red Scholar.' I'm not sure when the ritual will begin, allowing me to become a viscount?" Emlin's pupils instantly widened. With the bloodline's ancient lineage stretching back to the Second Age, even when including the "0"-level sealants, there wouldn't be more than five fingers' worth of major figures at the angelic level! PS: The book's title is "I Add a Point to Everything." The male lead gains a point-adding system, and the points he adds are quite unusual and delightful—such as giving points to a pillow, which then becomes a pillow that believes it's a dog; adding points to a swimming pool, which awakens a pool deity capable of randomly exchanging items; or giving points to a pen, which transforms into a 2B pencil that can only score zeros. In short, all these are quirky and entertaining supernatural abilities and objects.