Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Klein placed all his equipment on the mouse's back and returned to his original position, looking at the old crowbar on the ground thoughtfully.

He picked up the crowbar, carefully wiped off the stains and fresh blood on it, and put it down again.

The crowbars fell, pointing in the same direction.

Klein stared at the crowbar, and an absurd idea popped into his mind.

How can one piece together a complete chain of logic among a mass of contradictory facts and reasonings? And how can one stabilize one's beliefs and not be shaken?

Now Klein has found the answer.

It’s very simple. Just set one or two unshakable laws of truth for yourself in reasoning and judgment.

Regardless of right or wrong in the objective world, these iron laws of truth will become the only constant monuments in one's spiritual world. They cannot be questioned or changed, and no facts or reasoning can overturn these iron laws of truth.

Once the paranoid mental monument is set up, all reasoning and judgment will be based on this premise to get a definite answer, pointing out a clear path for Klein to escape from the fog.

But doing so is also full of risks: if the root [Iron Law of Truth] is wrong, everything will slide into the abyss in crazy paranoia.

"[Melissa exists] is true."

Klein murmured.

He rendered the verdict.

Now, this is Klein's [Iron Law of Truth]. All facts and inferences will be explained around this mental tablet.

Therefore, Melissa obtained the power of [nothingness] and [connection], so things related to Melissa must have corresponding [connections]. Therefore, all seemingly bland and ordinary things may be Melissa's struggle and resistance in another dimension, trying to break through the boundary between reality and nothingness to convey revelations to him.

So the library is a revelation, so the fantasy is a revelation, so every part of Klein Moretti's life can be a revelation.

Just as Issi Shezil seduced Melissa Moretti, now Melissa Moretti travels through time, life and death, reality and illusion to seduce Klein Moretti.

The indelible bloodstain had become part of the crowbar. It should be the bloodstain of Mrs. Manstein—the bloodstain of Melissa Moretti.

Klein picked up the crowbar and put it down again, still pointing in the same direction.

But Klein could not feel any spiritual fluctuations at all, and did not think about any divination statements. He even took out two pure gold star coins and tossed them again and again, but did not find any interfering force on the crowbar.

The crowbar did not involve any extraordinary force, it was just placed there like other ordinary metals, and then fell.

As if possessed, Klein repeatedly picked up and put down the crowbar in front of everyone's puzzled and surprised eyes, and the crowbar pointed in the same direction again and again.

Here! Here! Here again! Here again!!

Klein stood up suddenly and looked at the [Illusion Compass] repeatedly, but its needle did not move.

"Give me a map! Do you have a map of the surrounding area?"

The person in charge had received instructions from The Shining before, so he immediately handed over the map machine. Klein started from Hazel Street and moved in the direction of the crowbar.

This direction does not lead to the [underground well].

"Aren't you going to go to the [Well]?"

Kelrich, who was helping to carry the equipment, glanced at the map machine and asked in confusion.

"Yes, according to the plan and the commission, I should go to the [Underground Well], I should go to the [Underground Well]..."

Klein muttered while holding onto the electronic map.

“But this is the [revelation] that Melissa gave me.”

"Meranda? Who is Meranda?" Kerridge was confused. "What revelation?"

“Why didn’t the crowbar fall somewhere else, but had to fall here? Why didn’t the broken arrow at the intersection point somewhere else, but had to point there?

“And that billboard, why didn’t they smash it somewhere else, but in front of me?

"Oh, and that piece of cake! Why, why is it exactly the same as the one from more than 1,300 years ago?

"And why did you let me see it?"

Klein suddenly grabbed Kelridge, his hands trembling slightly due to his racing thoughts.

“This is [Revelation], her attempt to send me a message from outside this world!

"The crowbar is a revelation! The pointy end is a revelation! The billboard is a revelation! The obsidian is a revelation, and even that lemon cake is a revelation!

“Although my spiritual intuition did not respond, I know that everything happens for a reason! They do not operate according to superficial logic!

"That's just a disguise... No! That's the real world, the most real law of this world. Melissa just sneaked into the bottom of this world and left her mark!

"So everything is a revelation! It's the clues she left for me! It's just that I haven't understood all of it yet... It's just that there are some things I haven't figured out yet, and I haven't found them yet...

"She's guiding me, she's guiding me! Just like that damn bastard seduced her!"

Klein swallowed.

"But, but I can't read it! You know? She seems to have scattered her revelations in every corner around me, but I just can't recognize it, find it, and read it at the first time!

“Does that house standing in front of me have any meaning? Do those rats appearing on our shortcut have any meaning? Now that you are standing in front of me, do you also have the meaning that Melissa has given you?”

"..."

Looking at the adventurer's increasingly crazy eyes, Kerrichi's hair stood on end.

"Where is Miss Meranda?"

"She doesn't exist in this world! She's in... No! You wouldn't understand even if I told you!"

Klein suddenly withdrew his hand and hurriedly put away the map and crowbar.

"No, I shouldn't have said so much... I shouldn't have delayed so long..."

After saying that, he operated the secret puppet mouse and disappeared from Kelrich's sight.

Kerridge got goose bumps when he heard this. In the spirit of truth-seeking and pragmatic scientific research, he stepped twice on the place where Klein had just stood, then took an iron rod and imitated Klein to make the same movements in the same place.

The iron rod fell in the same direction as the crowbar.

Then Kerridge brought some more things, metal pipes, plastic pipes, twisted steel bars, moldy wood... In the same position, these things all fell in the same direction after being let go, but in other places they behaved differently, falling all over the place.

He simply squatted down and stroked the ground with his hands.

Perhaps due to problems with the construction at that time, or due to long-term wear and tear, this floor has some slope.

If you erect anything in this place, it will only fall in the same direction.

If Hermann had taken a few steps and moved to a different place, he would have gotten a different answer, but Hermann just stood there over and over again.

Likewise, the pointed wooden planks at the door are there because Hazel Street was put into a state of emergency and some routes were changed.

Kerrich didn't know what exactly German had gone through, but he thought that the billboard fell down because it was not fixed properly, that all the lemon cakes in the world were similar, and that the mutant rats were encountered only because they were originally living there. It was said that when the shortcut was opened, these rats stayed there and slowly mutated...

Otherwise? What else could be the reason? If there was a threat of this extraordinary power, why didn't the Tesla family fix these loopholes for hundreds of years?

The more Kerrich looked at Hermann's back, the more he felt that his remarks were ridiculous.

...What a madman...

He walked away with emotion.