Chapter 143: Chapter 144: I’ve Decided to Give You a Gift
The atmosphere in the alley was undeniably heavy, tense and quiet. Both sides of the confrontation silently watched each other, neither taking the first step to speak. The tension in the air made it clear that a fight could break out at any moment.
To be honest, if it weren't for the pressing matter, Lynn would have loved to watch the show, perhaps even shout, "Stop fighting! If you must fight, do it in the dance studio!"
Unfortunately, Lynn couldn't do that, but it didn't stop him from letting out a small laugh.
"Heh…"
Lynn's laughter wasn't loud, but in the silent alley, even the slightest sound was amplified.
Naturally, his laughter drew the attention of both parties in the alley. In an instant, three pairs of eyes turned towards where Lynn was standing.
Lynn didn't mind and slowly walked out from the end of the dark alley, smiling as he greeted the three people present.
"Good evening, everyone!"
As he said this, his gaze first fell on Sharron and Maric. The hidden ability of the wraith was indeed impressive, but it was naturally insignificant in front of an angel.
Therefore, Lynn easily pinpointed their location and spoke, "Nice to meet you, Sharron. Please convey my greetings to Reinette Tinekerr."
As he said this, Lynn did not hide his aura of a higher being.
Because of this, both Sharron and Maric immediately realized a fact: the strange man in front of them seemed to be… an angel?
Sharron appeared, exchanging glances with Maric. Both could see the shock in each other's eyes.
They couldn't understand why an angel would suddenly appear. Even the Rose School of Thought wouldn't send an angel to hunt them; they weren't worth that.
Moreover… did he know their teacher?
Sharron's mind was a bit muddled. Thinking of their fallen teacher, her eyes dimmed. She hesitated for a moment, about to speak, when the angel seemed to remember something and said to them:
"Sorry, I almost forgot. In your understanding, Reinette Tinekerr should have already fallen."
"Your Highness, what do you mean by that?" Sharron quickly caught the key words in Lynn's speech and couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by 'in our understanding'?"
Could it be… Sharron thought of a possibility, becoming slightly tense.
Although she didn't know who this sudden angel was or if he could be trusted, as Reinette Tinekerr's student, Sharron naturally hoped her teacher could be alive. This hope made her feel a bit lucky at this moment.
"I mean simply that your teacher hasn't fallen, at least not completely. She should have transformed into a spirit world creature. You should be able to see her again in a few months."
Lynn spoke unhurriedly, watching the shock in Sharron and Maric's eyes. He smiled and continued, "Of course, you can try to contact Reinette Tinekerr earlier. She shouldn't avoid meeting you."
Having said this, Lynn no longer paid attention to their thoughts and turned his gaze to Klein, smiling as he said, "We meet again, little seer."
—It's worth mentioning that Lynn still had a layer of illusion on him at this moment, making him look just as he did when he first met Klein.
Revealing one's true identity had its own rules; it couldn't be done immediately but had to wait for the right moment.
"… It is indeed you." Klein looked at the familiar angel before him, not at all surprised. "Did you arrange for me to meet them?"
"Strictly speaking, no." Lynn smiled and shook his head, "In fact, I was quite surprised to find that you not only met but almost fought."
Although he said he was surprised, Lynn's face still wore a faint smile, with no expression of surprise at all, as if everything happening was within his expectations and his words were just to humor Klein.
Klein: …
Just see if I believe you or not.
Klein felt a bit of a headache. Amid his thoughts, he remembered something and asked, "So, does this count as me finding you?"
"Of course…" Lynn paused here, under Klein's tense gaze, before finishing, "not."
I knew it… Klein wasn't surprised at all, but then he heard the angel across from him say with a smile:
"But as a consolation prize for your efforts in finding me, I've decided to give you a gift."
"A gift?" Klein was taken aback, then couldn't help but ask, "What gift?"
"You'll find out in a moment." Lynn smiled mysteriously, then turned his gaze back to Sharron and Maric, who seemed to have recovered from the surprise of their teacher still being alive, now looking more serious.
"Your Highness, are you a friend of our teacher?" Sharron hesitated before speaking. She could sense that this strange angel didn't seem to have any malice towards them. Additionally, bringing the news of her teacher still being alive made Sharron somewhat hopeful.
As for the possibility of being deceived, Sharron considered it but thought it unlikely. After all, if an angel truly wanted to do something to them, it would be an effortless task without the need for deception.
"I don't know Renette Tinekerr, at least not yet." Lynn smiled and shook his head. Seeing Sharron and Maric's astonished expressions, he continued slowly:
"But don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you. I'm here because I happened to learn that the Rose School of Thought was hunting you."
"And it just so happens that I have some grievances with the deity the Rose School of Thought believes in, so I decided to help you."
What? They are being hunted by the Rose School of Thought? Aren't they from the Temperance Faction? Did I guess wrong?
Klein looked at Sharron and Maric in surprise, his thoughts not yet fully formed when he heard the angel's unhurried voice beside him:
"You weren't wrong. They are indeed from the Temperance Faction. However, recently, there was an internal conflict within the Rose School of Thought. The Temperance Faction was besieged by the Indulgence faction, and even their leader, Reinette Tinekerr, almost completely fell, having to transform into a spirit world creature."
Lynn glanced at Klein, knowing his doubts, and didn't mind explaining to the future Fool, considering it as compensation for the upcoming reveal.
"And these two in front of you, Sharron and Maric, are members of the Temperance Faction who escaped. Because Sharron is a student of Reinette Tinekerr, the Rose School of Thought places considerable importance on them, sending a Sequence 4 demigod, a Sequence 5, a Sequence 6, and a Sequence 7 to hunt them down."
Hearing such a detailed introduction, Sharron and Maric exchanged a look. They were still cautious and wary of Lynn, but being under someone else's roof, they had to lower their heads, so they remained silent.
This is called coincidence? It's clear you've been following these events closely. Otherwise, how could you know so much… Klein couldn't help but think, but then he suddenly remembered the previous thoughts in his mind and couldn't help but glance more at Lynn.
It's not impossible that it's a coincidence. If he can really foresee the future, then these details might just be something he simply foresaw… Klein thought, comparing the person in front of him with his fellow traveler from the past, noting their similarities and differences.
Just as Lynn expected, even if reason told Klein that a certain possibility was low, once the seed of doubt was planted, it would always resurface at inconvenient times.
But what reassured Klein was that after comparing for a while, he found that while Lynn and his fellow traveler did have some similarities, the possibility of them being the same person was indeed low.
Lynn was lively, while his fellow traveler was, in a sense, like a mischievous child. On the other hand, the angel before him was mysterious and mature, with entirely different auras.
Stop looking, stop looking. I'll reveal my true identity to you later… Lynn, naturally noticing Klein's gaze, felt even more assured about the script. He smiled and looked at Klein, saying, "Curious about my relationship with Lynn?"
(End of chapter .)
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