By the time Angel walked out of the Silver Crown, the last rays of sunlight had sunk into the western horizon, and the crimson of the moonlight had replaced the dim yellow of the horizon.

Melissa and Benson had already said hello to Klein and left early, seemingly scheduled to go to St. Selena's Church Mass early on the weekend morning, and needed to prepare in advance.

Before leaving, Melissa also grimaced at Crane, giving him an unnatural look on his face.

Mr. Azik seemed to want to say something to Klein, but when he saw the Moretti siblings leaving quickly, he looked down and pondered for a moment, remembering that he had to rush back to Hoy University to get an important book, and actually stopped a mercenary carriage and left.

Only Angel and Crane were left staring at each other.

"We ...... Now just go back? ”

After staring at each other for a while, Crane hesitated.

"Well, let's walk straight back, it's not far anyway."

Angel looked at the side of the road, Mr. Azik had just called the last of the nearby hired carriages away, and the two of them lived at the other end of Daffodil Street, not far away.

Along the side of the street, a kerosene lamp that glowed dimly, the two walked side by side.

"Thank you for coming over today."

With the rhythmic sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, Crane suddenly turned his head sideways and spoke.

"Huh? Didn't I promise you before, and because I had something to do on Monday afternoon, I asked you to postpone the housewarming banquet, and again, because I was going to Port Enmat......"

Angel counted the number of times her "pigeons" dropped the dinner.

"Monday afternoon...... That's because ......"

Crane was a little at a loss, and turned his gaze away, staggering, his voice getting quieter and quieter.

"By the way, when I went back to the box just now, I heard Ling and Mr. Azik discussing something."

As if to cover up his inner activities, Klein bluntly changed the subject.

"Yes, he said......"

Angel paused for a moment, thinking of Azik's serious face when he mentioned the "incongruity of fate", and finally decided to tell Klein about the conversation between the two in the box.

"That's what he told you?"

Crane asked in surprise, even stopping and turning to face Angel.

Seeing that the other party nodded and confirmed again, he continued in a reminiscent tone:

"Two weeks ago, I went to Hoy University to find my supervisor, Professor Quentin, who borrowed a much-needed book, and met Mr. Azik. He noticed a 'dissonance of fate' in me at the time, but he didn't elaborate on it. ”

"It wasn't until Monday that I went to ask him about it, and I got a more detailed answer."

Klein smiled wryly.

"It's not so much an answer as it is...... He bluntly said that he was an extraordinary person, and he also saw through my identity. ”

How could I not be surprised at all?

Remembering the indifferent demeanor of the bronzed-skinned university lecturer Azik Eggers when he directly pointed out that he was an extraordinary person in the Silver Crown Restaurant just now, Angel suddenly felt a trace of trepidation and strong curiosity.

"Did he tell him what kind of path and what sequence he was?"

"No, he said he had forgotten."

"Forgot? But looking at that gentleman's conversation and style, he doesn't look like a person who has forgotten his identity? ”

Crane shook his head and resumed his slow walk, Angel following him.

"He still remembers his name and basic knowledge, but most of his memories of adulthood have been lost, and according to him, it's like having forgotten the past after a sleep and becoming a new person."

It's very similar to the memory I had forgotten for a whole day by that unknown high-sequence extraordinary......

The more Angel listened, the more he felt that Mr. Azik had some similarities with his own experience, and even pondered the possibility of taking him to the "Tarot Society" and using the power of Mr. Fool to recover his memory.

"Could it be that the memories have been tampered with or hidden by other extraordinary beings? As far as I know, the 'audience' approach has the ability to do this. ”

She brought up the same question she had asked at the Tarot meeting.

"The 'audience' pathway? I'm afraid it would take a very high sequence to affect him. ”

As if thinking of something funny, the corners of Klein's mouth twitched, and he raised it several times, and was forced down by him shaking his facial muscles.

"I've tried to confirm through divination, and it's likely that Mr. Azik himself is a high-level extraordinary person in a certain way, and the person who can tamper with his memories is probably not found in the entire kingdom."

"He asked me to look for clues in the information on the night watchman's side, and he himself has vaguely recalled some of his memories, but unfortunately he couldn't put them together into a complete clue."

"He can see the incongruity of our fates, but he can't solve his own problems......"

Angel also sighed with a regretful tone.

"By the way, did you find a clue about the dissonance of fate that Mr. Azik said?"

Thinking of the key issue of today's conversation with Azik, she didn't care about feeling the fate of others, and hurriedly asked Crane.

"The only clue at the moment is a building with a dark red chimney, which I suspect is where the people behind the scenes of our fate are hiding. But the city of Tingen was too big, and there were too many red chimneys, so I had to hire detectives to find them. Maybe it will take too much time for that person, or those people, to be aware of it and move it away. ”

Angel didn't have much hope, but she didn't expect that Klein had already started to investigate, which gave her a new understanding of the "soothsayer's" ability to act.

"I'll also pay attention, or find a few detective societies to speed up a little bit."

She decided to go to a private investigator early tomorrow morning to issue a commission, maybe the detective agency that helped Mrs. Green locate the lost ring would be a good one, it seemed to be called ...... Jules Detective Agency?

After thinking about it, the two of them had returned to the door of Daffodil Street at the other end of Iron Cross Street, at No. 6 Daffodil Street.

It seemed that at this time, the two of them had talked too much about Azk and "fate", and Crane looked stunned, but still took off his top hat gentlemanly, bowed, and said goodbye to Angel.

"See you tomorrow, Angel."

"Wait a minute."

Angel stopped Klein, who had already turned around and was about to go home.

"Here's to you, thank you for giving me the amulet last time."

She pulled out a gold chain from her pocket, and on the pedestal at the end of the chain protruded a slender tip between a crystal clear amethyst, which had been precisely cut into an octahedron the size of a thumb and refracted a psychedelic glow in the gaslight of the roadside.

"The last time you were injured, I saw that citrine pendant was also damaged, so use this new one to continue divination for us in the future."

Klein's brown eyes widened in surprise.

"Thank you......"

After a long silence, he thanked him in a low voice, took the amethyst pendant, untied the cuff of his left hand in front of Angel, removed the cracked citrine pendant, and wrapped the gold chain around its original position.

"Well, that's suitable."

Seeing the golden chain replace the original silver chain, Angel's mouth hooked up a smile.

"See you tomorrow, then, soothsayer."

Saying goodbye to Crane, who was still standing there, she walked up the steps in front of the door, pulled out the key, and prepared to open the door.

"Soon I won't be a 'soothsayer'......"

Behind her, Klein's voice was slightly agitated.

“…… I'm going to submit a special request next month, and I'm almost enough to make a Sequence 8 potion request, and I've fully digested the 'Fortune Teller' potion. ”

"Digestion? Have you mastered the 'cosplay' too? ”

Angel looked back at Klein in the lower row, who had his head held high, his eyes under his top hat burning with flames.

"Yes, I will...... Will catch up with you as soon as possible. ”

After saying this, Crane solemnly straightened the folds on his gown, and then turned to leave.

(End of chapter)