Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Yis suddenly stopped at the door and stood motionless for a while like a sculpture, and the coiled and woven colorful ropes also dispersed.

No one knows this better than Klein. This is a necessary step for an actor to enter a role. Before he goes on stage, he must put on something more important than costumes and props on a spiritual level. "He" is brewing, "he" is preparing, "he" is adjusting his state, putting on the layer of human skin called "Is Shezil", and constructing layer after layer of lies.

Is behind the door waved his hands with the sound of the wind, and the vitality that belonged to humans seemed to return to "him" in an instant. Then, uneasiness, embarrassment, tension, all the emotions that Klein was familiar with belonging to "Is Xizier" bubbled out from "his" body.

"He" knocked on the wooden door carefully.

"Professor Moretti, are you there? I'm Es Xizil..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Klein completely abandoned "observation" and rushed out with his remaining strength, tightly holding the other party's shoulders.

His figure trembled noticeably, and then he turned his head, revealing a face that Klein was not expecting.

That was Is in his twenties, without the moustache and braids, young and immature, just like the photo in the family tree, with a pair of dark and lifeless eyes.

But the Yis in front of him had a confused and puzzled expression on his face.

"Why am I here?"

This was his first sentence after looking around.

"Mr. Klein? Why are you here?"

This was his second sentence after seeing Klein.

Then he finally reacted and grabbed Klein's hand and exclaimed.

"Oh my God! Mr. Klein! This is not the place for you!"

This seemed to be a sudden surprise to him as well, and he was even more anxious than Klein. After turning around twice, Is calmed down again, and was terribly calm, completely different from the shock and panic at the beginning. This intense, human emotion suddenly erupted on Is's face and then disappeared in an instant, like a tall wave that surged and receded, revealing cold, sharp rocks. But unlike the "him" in the illusion just now, there were still a few strands of warm sea foam hanging on this cold cliff.

Is finally sighed, stretched out his hand, and carefully wiped the liquid off Klein's face. Klein then saw that what Is wiped off his hand was not blood or tears, but thick, even liquid-like smoke. The sticky black liquid was slowly "evaporating" on Is's hand, turning into smoke and dust that dispersed everywhere, and finally disappeared into the air.

What just flowed out of his eyes was not blood and tears, but liquid, empty smoke.

"Go back, Mr. Klein. You shouldn't be here right now."

His voice revealed a hint of helplessness and worry, and this tone reminded Klein of Melissa.

As if he didn't know what expression to show, Is finally gave an awkward bitter smile.

"We will meet again one day, Melissa said. But not now.

"Come back, Mr. Klein."

The intense pain from mental exhaustion made Klein gradually lose consciousness. He had a lot to ask the "person" in front of him, but when he heard his consolation, he subconsciously turned around and saw Fors, Leonard and others looking at him with fear.

The heavy reality once again pulled Klein away from the illusion.

He turned around and saw that the person in his hand was no longer some inhuman monster wearing a Loen three-piece suit, but a trembling strong man.

"Mr. Sparrow...?"

In Crane's other hand, the bullet was already loaded.

This trembling call brought Klein back to his senses. He suppressed his nausea and dizziness and tried to tear his disobedient claws off Henry's wrist, but his limbs were completely out of control. He wanted to say something, but even the muscles on his face were out of his control, leaving only a fragile spirit.

"Wait, Mr. Henry."

Leonard realized something was wrong and quickly stepped forward. He reached out to take out some coins from Klein's pocket and stuffed them into Henry's imprisoned hand. Then, he pried Klein's fingers off his wrist in a seemingly natural but actually brutal and violent way. His fingers might have been broken, but Klein didn't feel any pain. Control of his body had not yet been completely returned to him.

"And a copy of the Tussock Gazette, please."

Henry, who regained his freedom, looked at the adventurer with sharp eyes cautiously, then quickly took out a newspaper from his backpack and stuffed it into Leonard's hand. Then he forced a smile and said something to smooth things over, exchanged a few words, said goodbye, and quickly left the scene.

"Rest here for a while before leaving."

Miss Christine sensed something was wrong with the adventurer, so she agreed to the detective's suggestion, temporarily adjusted the plan, and ordered Evan to distribute food.

Leonard carried Klein to the side of the road and sat down with everyone else, using one hand to perform "Requiem" on Klein.

Although the negative effects of the illusion were strong, fortunately, the recovery was not slow. The pain in his fingers became more and more obvious, and Klein gradually regained his ability to move. He struggled to touch his pocket with his trembling hands but couldn't find it. After several attempts, he finally pulled out a paper man from his pocket and used it to treat the friendly fire on his fingers.

The low-quality energy bar melted in his mouth, and Klein's thoughts gradually became clear.

Regardless of whether the scene just shown in the illusion has actually happened in history, it contains a lot of information. First of all, this illusion is still before the time when Melissa changed drastically. Secondly, Klein seemed to see a different Is. Judging from his appearance, the young Is in his twenties should be of the same nature as the phantom Melissa, the phantom Benson, and others. But like the phantom Melissa, the phantom Is seems unable to subjectively control the time and space of his appearance.

The most important thing is that the scene in this illusion confirmed Klein's guess.

Is Xizil did have impure motives when he contacted Melissa, and he even used his extraordinary abilities to do something.

Moreover, being able to become the dean of Backlund Institute of Technology showed that Melissa's status at that time was definitely not low, but she still did not perceive the lies and traps of this Is Xizier...

It is very possible that Is-Shizil is a non-human being, or even a mythical creature!

This thought startled Klein so much that he clenched the newspaper in his hand.

What is the purpose of such a high-status being going to such great lengths to get close to Melissa?

Feeling the gazes of passersby, Klein lowered his head and folded the newspaper naturally, pretending to read a newspaper.

"Shock! Will the Brilliant Sunshine Resort Hotel be the last of its kind? A major incident seems to have occurred in the Backlund region of the Ishdar Group!"

"Feynepott has once again raised trade tariffs on Loen. The Loen government has expressed strong protest."

"Anmi Xingguang Hospital may be transferred or auctioned."

"Conflicts have re-emerged on the coastal border between Feynaport and Roon, and experts say the possibility of localized hot conflicts in the future cannot be ruled out."

"A father's anger: The Ishdar family demands that Rune give an explanation for the sudden death of their eldest son."

"..."

Since the bombing of the Ishdar Group last time, the relationship between Loen and Feynet has further deteriorated. Especially Feynet has been putting pressure on the Loen government. It can be seen how terrible the Ishdar Group's power is in Feynet, which is completely incomparable to the power of Ishdar, a foreigner in Backlund.

"Are you ready, Mr. Sparrow?"

Seeing that the adventurer was finally able to flip through the newspaper more flexibly, Evan took the opportunity to ask.

"All right."

"Then let's continue on our way."

"it is good."