The curtains of the windows were closed, the wall lights in the house were dimmed, and Audrey completed the corresponding preparations according to the requirements of the "Magic Mirror Divination".

Of course, she didn't deliberately pick the right time slot, because it didn't take so much trouble to ask Mr. "Fool".

Looking at the candle in front of her and the mirror reflecting the candle flame and herself, Audrey picked up a bottle of hydrosol with interest and a little uneasiness, and sprinkled a little of the liquid in it onto the dim flame.

The faint and elegant smell penetrated her nose, and Audrey inexplicably recalled the time when she was just a lover of the occult.

She also makes all sorts of mistakes at first, and at the critical juncture of the ritual she discovers that she has forgotten to prepare essential oils and hydrosols to please the gods, and has to make do with perfume instead, and the result is undoubtedly a failure.

In fact, according to Mr. Fool's message, even if I did replace this bottle of hydrosol with my own perfume, He would still respond to me...... Audrey took a gentle breath and calmed herself completely with the help of "meditation".

She knew that the uncontrolled divergence of thoughts just now was not a normal manifestation of herself, and her little anticipation and nervousness were magnified by the "lie" necklace!

Adjusted to her state, Audrey clasped her hands, prayed to her buried mouth and nose, and sincerely began to chant in a low voice:

"Fools who do not belong to this age;

"The mysterious lord above the gray mist;

"The King of Yellow and Black who rules good fortune. ”

......

The secret incantation echoed softly, and after seven times in a row, Audrey noticed that there seemed to be something indescribable in the darkness around her, like an undercurrent lurking underwater.

Raising her head, Audrey stretched out her right hand and passed past the candle flame that did not flicker in the slightest, and stroked the mirror from top to bottom.

At this point, the "Magic Mirror Divination" has gone through the process, and if the mysterious, unknown existence is interested in it, it will use the mirror to give a certain response.

Above the gray mist, in the ancient and magnificent palace, Crane saw the crimson star representing Miss Justice first expand, then contract, and then unleash an illusory light, and finally, they were all dyed with a deep sense of secrecy that was almost black, condensing into a circle of light the size of a mirror that seemed to lead to the outside world.

It's different from the effect of previous ceremonies, so it's kind of interesting...... Klein leaned back in his chair, spreading spirituality and making contact with the deep black circle that looked like the entrance to a cave.

In silence, his vision suddenly changed, and the long bronze table and crimson stars overlapped inexplicably with the candlelit spacious room, but they were clearly demarcated.

At this moment, Crane felt that a mirror had become an extension of his body's own eyes, helping him to see and interfere with the real world clearly above the gray fog.

Yes, clear!

Everything in Klein's vision was free of that gray blur, and it was clearly presented in his eyes!

His gaze suddenly froze for two seconds.

In front of him was a young girl in a pure white dress inlaid with golden lace, her long golden hair was pulled at will, soft and shiny, her green eyes reflected a slightly pale firelight, both deep as the sea, and like the purest gem, her facial features and her face matched with thrilling beauty, her temperament was elegant and pure.

Crane looked away inexplicably.

I almost thought it was a witch with a high sequence, but fortunately, I remembered in time that Miss "Justice" was an extraordinary person in the "audience" way, and it was impossible to become a witch...... The scent of this hydrosol is very good, very special...... This subtle induction, the magical item made by the extraordinary properties of the "Faceling"? Miss Justice turned it into a necklace...... Crane's gaze fell on the magical item disguised as a diamond necklace.

Then he heard Miss "Justice" speak expectantly:

"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, please tell me the whereabouts of the owner of this notebook. ”

Audrey knew she was asking Mr. Fool, but the words of "Magic Mirror" had been read out since she heard the story when she was a child, and now she finally had the opportunity to put it into practice.

Audrey nodded to herself in her heart.

Klein immediately looked at the black notebook placed between the candle and Miss "Justice", and found that his spirituality could easily spread out with the help of a mirror, "holding" the divination medium like a hand.

Above the gray mist, he quickly wrote down the corresponding divination sentence:

"This notebook is the whereabouts of the owner. ”

Holding a note in one hand and a paper in the other, Klein leaned back in his chair in silence and quickly fell into a deep sleep with the help of meditation.

Audrey opened a pair of turquoise eyes, looked in the mirror seriously and intently, waiting for Mr. "Fool" to respond.

After a few seconds, she finally saw water ripples appear on the mirror.

It worked! The "Magic Mirror Divination" really worked! Audrey's eyes widened, reflecting the image that flashed in the mirror:

That's an aerial view of the countryside!

As the scene gets closer, the dragon paintings on the buildings become clearer.

A church soon took over the main body of the mirror, which was soon replaced by a cemetery attached to it.

Eventually, the picture is fixed on a tombstone in the corner, the inscription on which has already become blurred in the sun, rain showers, and strong winds, and only the name "Lindrilla" can be faintly recognized.

At this moment, the mirror suddenly dimmed, and then returned to normal, revealing Audrey and the candle in front of her.

Isn't this the same village where dragons were worshipped? The knight who wrote the notes was called Lindrilla, and he was one of them who returned to his homeland after the defeat of the Twenty Years' War and died until he died? Or was he transported back to his hometown as a corpse? Hmm...... That country belonged to East Chestershire, and Stonen City belonged to East Chestershire, and it was normal for Associate Professor Michelle to get notes from there...... There is indeed a dragon of mind that lives in the ocean of people's collective subconscious...... Audrey suddenly thanked Mr. "Fool" and ended the "Magic Mirror Divination".

In the light of the candlelight, she stared at the note for a while, and finally decided to hand it over to see what the "Psychological Alchemy Society" could divinate and investigate.

At least I don't have the strength to touch that psychic dragon right now, so that's all I can do...... Moreover, even if the "Psychological Alchemy Society" really discovers something and has a certain harvest, when I grow up step by step and rise in status within the organization, they will partially belong to me~ Audrey's mood soon became good again.

............

Above the gray mist, Klein's fingers tapped on the edge of the bronze long table, and combined with Miss "Justice"'s previous statement, he made his own judgment:

That note that village is associated with a dragon, and dragons often mean treasure!

It's a pity that Miss "Justice" is not strong enough, otherwise I would like to encourage her to explore on her own, and when I encounter a situation, I pray to the "Sea God", and I will give support from all sides, well, this is too dangerous for her, so I can only give up for the time being...... If the "Psychological Alchemy Society" fails to find a problem, it may be possible to try it in the future...... Klein suppressed his regret and recalled the experience of "Magic Mirror Divination" just now.

"This divination method is excellent for third parties, it can be connected to the real world at almost no cost, if I wanted to, I could even drill out of the mirror directly in the form of a spirit! But for the user, it is indeed very dangerous, and it will be unprotected under the gaze of unknown and mysterious 'eyes', so that it will be possessed, manipulated, cursed, and polluted......" Crane sighed heartily.

He was not worried that Miss Justice would abuse the "Magic Mirror for Divination", because she had the best and safest object to ask questions, and she did not need to ask for it.

Klein withdrew his fingers and sat down at the top of the long bronze table, and remained quiet for twenty or thirty seconds.

Soon, he returned to the real world and didn't stay long, after all, he was on the "Future", in the eyes cast by the open and the dark.

Leaving the bathroom and putting away the Azic Whistle and Will Ensette's paper crane, Crane looked out of the dark where the red moon was hidden by the clouds, and thought quietly for a while.

He put on his half-height silk top hat and opened the door to the hallway.

Taking a few steps forward, Klein deliberately slowed his pace and took the corner of his eye to the first room on his left.

As far as he could tell, the mysterious eyes that were quietly watching the deck during the day were in this room.

Crane walked slower and slower, and almost stopped at the doorway.

He stretched out his left palm undisguised, reached for the handle, and some of the scenes in his mind naturally appeared:

Not far behind the door was a coat rack with nothing hanging from it;

Faint starlight sprinkled on the smooth floor, silence, tranquility, lack of human breath;

The window had been opened at some point, and the sea breeze outside blew in, lifting the not too heavy curtain.

No one?Crane was just a tentative, and immediately retracted his left palm and walked up the stairs as if nothing had happened.

Coming to the deck, the cold night breeze was blowing, and Crane walked leisurely near the side of the ship with an indifferent appearance, as if his main purpose was to come down for a walk.

Suddenly, he saw a man sitting in front of him, a man in suspenders and a white shirt.

Frank Lee Klein didn't stop, and moved closer and closer.

The man noticed, turned around and looked back at his approach.

He was none other than "Toxin Expert" Frank Lee, but there was no longer the slightest smile on his face, and his mouth was blood-red.

Klein raised an eyebrow and didn't speak.

Frank Lee suddenly raised his hands and grabbed a silver-scaled fish on each side that was not struggling.

He said in frustration:

"Failed...... Their life cycle is much shorter than I expected, and they can't reproduce at all, even if they are planted in the soil......"

As he spoke, he raised the silver-scaled fish in his right hand and sucked it hard.

And that's a good thing...... Otherwise, I'm really worried about some kind of ecological disaster...... So, you borrow wine, no, borrow fish to kill your sorrows? Klein secretly breathed a sigh of relief.