Mystery: Gray Walker

Chapter 129 An Impatient Little Girl

Chapter 129 An Impatient Little Girl

Leah felt a gentle yet irresistible force envelop her, and the gray fog before her eyes began to swirl, blur, and fade.

That feeling of boundless vastness and antiquity quickly faded, replaced by the familiar scent of herbs and the warmth of candlelight.

She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself still sitting at her desk in her own little house, holding the silver coin she used for divination in her hand, her forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

Everything that just happened felt like a grand and real dream, but the words of the "Gray Realm Walker" in my mind...

Arodes's rules, and the gray-white light threads that had entered his body, were clear and beyond question.

Leah clutched her chest; her heart was still pounding.

"It's true—it's all true—" she murmured, then abruptly turned to look at Green.

"Mr. Green! I—I have received a response! The protection of a great being! I can now perform divination for you!"

Green was taken aback.

Of course I know, but why is your reaction even stronger than mine?

"Congratulations, Miss Leah." Green composed himself. "Thank you for your kindness. However—you see, it's getting late."

He pointed to the deep darkness outside the window and the long-cooled candle ash on the table.

"Furthermore, you seem to have just experienced—well, a profound spiritual experience—which requires time to calm down and process. Taking on this requires a stable spirituality and a clear mind; rushing into it might not be safe for either of us."

He paused, picked up his coat from the side, and made a gesture as if he was about to leave.

"How about we schedule another time? I suddenly remembered I have some urgent matters to attend to at home. I won't bother you any longer tonight."

After saying that, he nodded slightly and turned to walk towards the door.

Arrodes had given him the answer he wanted: Lillian was indeed not on the witch's path, but on the wrong path.

As for the rest, since Arodes said the answer was stolen, it's even less likely that Lia will get it. Instead of wasting time here, it's better to go back and rest. Tomorrow, we still need to search for clues with Elwin.

"Wait!" Leah called out to Green.

She jumped up from her chair. "Mr. Green! What—what do you mean by this?"

She quickly walked around the desk, blocking Green's path. "I have just established contact with the Fool's messenger and received a blessing. Now is the perfect time for divination! How can you—how can you just leave like that?!"

Green stared blankly at Leah. Was she getting anxious? But then he understood. At this moment, Leah was more like a child eager to show off a new toy, or a believer blinded by "divine revelation." "It must be calculated today! Right now! I'm all prepared. The ritual and materials are ready! You can't just leave like this!"

Leah stopped Green, acting as if she didn't care.

"Okay." Green sighed and sat back down in his chair.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Leah. But please be sure to do what you can."

Upon hearing this, Leah immediately nodded, quickly returned to her desk, relit the candles, and arranged the crystal ball and the silver coin.

"Please silently ask your question in your mind." Leah closed her eyes and held her hands above the crystal ball.

Green did as instructed, while simultaneously diverting a sliver of his spiritual awareness to vigilantly perceive his surroundings.

He didn't expect Leah to be able to divination in a sequence that even Arodes "couldn't see," but he was curious about what changes would occur in her divination after receiving that "blessing of the gray mist."

Time passed slowly. The candle burned silently.

Suddenly, Leah's body trembled slightly.

"No—" She opened her eyes, her mood clearly downcast. "I can't see anything, I'm sorry."

This result was within Green's expectations. Even the Source Castle's "Mirror of Omniscience" couldn't see through the concealment; how could a Sequence 9 player possibly break through?

"It's alright, they were prepared. This isn't your fault, Miss Leah. They clearly possess extremely high counter-capture capabilities. The fact that you could sense the interference proves your ability and—your newly blessed keenness."

"Once you get promoted, you'll likely see even more. I believe you have a bright future ahead of you," Green said with a smile.

He had to encourage the young girl, and he also needed a partner who could see into his destiny.

"You're right, Mr. Green. I was too hasty."

Leah looked at the crystal ball. "That shrouding force—it's very peculiar, unlike ordinary spiritual interference; it's more like—a denial." It denies the very possibility of the answer existing.

This description is similar to Arrodes' answer, but the latter is more explicit and was stolen.

It's unclear whether Lillian hid it herself or if a high-sequence Beyonder replaced her. But either way, it's extremely dangerous for Grimm.

"That's a good description," Green said approvingly. "That in itself is informative. Thank you, Miss Leah. You've been a great help to me tonight."

Green stood up. "Well then, I'll take my leave. Please keep everything that happened tonight a secret. Just pretend I was never here."

He had just stepped out the door when he suddenly remembered something and turned back to add, "Especially don't tell Alvin I was here."

Leah covered her mouth and chuckled. "Of course, he's a big mouth."

Leaving Leah's cabin, the cold winter wind invigorated Green.

"The answer has been stolen—" Arodes's words echoed in my ears.

If Lillian has already been able to "steal" the "answers" about her own sequence, then her sequence is definitely not low, at least sequence 7, and possibly even sequence 6. What exactly does she intend to "steal" by disguising herself as a "witch" and lurking in the bustling garden?

He touched the "Silent Messenger" in his pocket.

She returned the gun so readily; could she have tampered with it?

Suddenly, a chilling thought crossed his mind. Had she already "stole" some "concepts" of the gun? Such as "loyalty to the wielder" or "not harming a specific target"?

It seems we need to find a safe place as soon as possible to thoroughly examine the gun spiritually, and ideally, have Clarice or Eliza authenticate it using church methods.

Before long, Green wrapped his coat tighter and stepped back into the uncomfortably damp and dimly lit Blackwater Alley.

He strode toward "Old Eel," pondering how to reunite with Elwin.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door of "Old Eel," Lisa was leaning against the counter, idly flipping through a magazine with a flashy cover. Hearing the door open, she lazily looked up.

"Oh, you're back so soon?" She saw Green and a mischievous smile appeared on her face. "What, didn't our handsome colleague come with you? Or—he's so efficient that he's already finished and left?"

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Ignoring her teasing, Green asked directly, "Where's Alvin? Has he come back?"

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