Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Klein could sense Leonard's doubts and worries, his speculations and vigilance. He felt like he was diving deep down, about to touch some hidden truth, while Leonard's reaction was like he was on the shore and saw that he was about to touch the tempting and dangerous reefs on the seabed.

But the two of them couldn't help but let their thoughts run wild in this disguised silence. The runaway thoughts were like schools of fish swimming in the deep sea, swimming in groups around the person who was sinking to the bottom.

"...David Axus..."

Klein saw Leonard making exaggerated lip movements.

"...He said that his wife's body and soul were separated. The heavy body was devoured by illness, while the light soul..."

But Klein could no longer hear the second half of the sentence. He stared blankly at the revelry procession outside. The colorful performers marched enthusiastically, like a flowing rainbow in this gloomy city.

As if his ears were blocked by sea water, Leonard's voice became turbid and unclear, and drifted away. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of misty gauze.

The pocket watch on his chest trembled slightly. The enthusiastic dancers on the street were dancing the waltz and moving in circles. After a pair of dancers finished a circle, they stood still and looked at Klein with a full smile.

One of the male dancers even lifted the brim of his hat slightly, revealing his slightly higher hairline, in greeting Klein.

This is... Benson and Ruth!!

Klein immediately rushed out of the bookstore and joined the parade, but there was no trace of Benson and Ruth.

The dancing crowd passed by Klein like flowing water. The blurry veil had dissipated, and the drowning man finally broke out of the oppressive water and took a deep breath. He stood blankly on the street and took out his pocket watch. The needle of the illusion compass had returned to zero.

Klein just raised his head and looked around, but someone unexpectedly put his arm around his shoulders, and then a group of people crowded around him.

"You are... the magician that Rory met on the street that day?"

Mrs. Misty, who was dressed in a gorgeous outfit, grabbed Klein without saying anything. When Klein turned around, the smile on her face froze.

"No... you met the murderer who pretended to be Rory..."

Soon, the professional Mrs. Misty's face was filled with a full and enthusiastic smile again.

Klein wanted to say "I'm sorry" out of habit, but he felt that now was not the right time.

This should be the first time he and Mrs. Misty met. The fate between them is really strange.

Before this, Klein had only seen the impressive Mrs. Misty at Dodger Lamar's funeral, and Mrs. Misty only knew the impressive magician through the surveillance video provided by the police.

The Mrs. Misty in front of him now was wearing bright and colorful stage makeup, which was completely different from the gloomy and sad face she had at the funeral.

For these professional actors, even without the extraordinary characteristics of the "Joker", the laughter, anger and scolding of their characters still have nothing to do with their true sorrows and joys in their hearts.

“What are you doing standing here? Are you also invited to participate in the carnival parade?” Mrs. Misty looked Klein up and down.

Carnival, the annual festival of the Kingdom of Loen, was somewhat similar to the Halloween in Klein's memory. On this day, the government would jointly hold a lively parade, inviting various circuses, dance troupes, acrobatic troupes, etc., to play music and dance across the entire Backlund, spreading the joy of the autumn harvest to the people.

There are many different opinions on where this festival originated, but the more mainstream view is that it originated from the Rorsted Islands, which was once a colony of Loon.

Some people say that the belief in the lost god of the lost world arose here, so the circus performers who were despised and looked down upon in various continents received due respect for the first time in the Rorsted Archipelago. At the same time, Bayam, the "City of Generosity", began to celebrate the hard-earned harvest by celebrating the harvest season at the end of the Fifth Epoch, boiling honey.

Over time, the custom of inviting performers to celebrate the carnival was formed, and it also had a profound impact on the Kingdom of Loen.

By the 14th century of the Sixth Epoch, in modern terms, circuses and jugglers were no longer low-class jobs, but equally respected performing arts practitioners. In Backlund, organizing a grand performance parade became a regular part of the annual carnival.

So starting last week, Dodge Rama began to perform charity shows all over Loen, which was also a warm-up for the festival. As a circus performer, regardless of their beliefs, the carnival has a special meaning for them.

"What's your name, magician?"

Mrs. Misty asked loudly amid the noise.

"Merlin! Merlin Hermes!"

In order to make the other party hear clearly, Klein also shouted loudly in the crowd.

"I'm sorry! Mrs. Misty! I just-"

"Don't call me Mrs. Misty! Call me Phil Lamar here!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and performers waving ribbons and flowers came forward, laughing, making noise, and surrounding the two as they continued to move forward.

"You don't need to apologize for anything, because today is Carnival! All the troubles and bitterness can be left in the past, or even pushed to tomorrow, but you can't cry today!

"Because today is Carnival, Mr. Merlin! It doesn't matter if your last name is Hermes, or Rama, or any other name or any other genre of performer, it doesn't matter!

"As long as you stand in the parade as a magician, you are the protagonist of today's carnival! You are the messenger who spreads joy and happiness to people!"

It has nothing to do with belief, nationality, school or gender!

No matter where you are going, you must stop today, seize this precious time and enjoy the happiness!

After so many years of evolution, the Carnival in Loen seems to have completely detached itself from its religious overtones and has spread widely like a virus. It has become even more popular in modern times, which is extremely rare from ancient times to the present.

Perhaps it is because everyone nowadays is too eager for this kind of burden-free, pure and light happiness, so the pagan carnival has become a vine in the swamp, making people eager to jump out of the mud of life and have an irresistible excuse to pursue half a day of relaxation and happiness by escaping from the real world.

At the same time, Klein also admired Mrs. Misty's professionalism. She took the opportunity to put her arm around the magician's shoulder and danced a happy round dance with him. Her confident and enthusiastic dance and demeanor gave passers-by endless joy and encouragement, and it was completely impossible to tell what a terrible accident she had suffered a week ago.

Even while dancing, she was able to find the energy to reach out and tear off the accessories on Klein's clothes.

"Mr. Merlin, to be honest, your combination of the traditional style of the Fifth Epoch and the contemporary elements of the Sixth Epoch is too abrupt! A proper and appropriate look is the basic skill of every dedicated performer!"