Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 125 Method
After the party, Klein lay back and pinched his brows with a headache. "That beloved one couldn't be me, could it?"

"Of course," Eve said as if it was a matter of course, "Could it be me?"

Eve leaned to her right, her elbow resting on the armrest, and said calmly, "Mr. Fool, you must advance quickly. It would be embarrassing if you don't reach Sequence Four by then."

"Sequence Four..."

Klein was confident about advancing to Sequence Four, but he wasn't sure how much time he had left. "How long will it take to explore the Giant King's Court in Silver City?"

"That depends on how Silver City performs," Eve said, standing up with the help of a handrail. She stretched and walked towards Klein. "Don't worry, they won't recklessly explore the Giant King's Court. You still have plenty of time."

The moment he finished speaking, Klein's high-back chair swung out streaks of light. These streaks entangled and merged with the surging spirituality, gradually outlining an illusory and hazy door. Mysterious patterns clung to the door, depicting the symbol of the "Fool."

Klein was well prepared and immediately extended his spiritual power towards the hazy door, adding to the shock and stimulation.

Above the eternal gray fog, ripples spread out like a lake with a stone thrown into it.

Bang!

Like a sigh from ancient times, the door slowly opened with an illusory and hazy sound.

Klein's ears echoed with Miss Justice's prayers as her offering arrived at Sefirah Castle through the hazy sacrificial gate.

Eve stood beside Klein and steadily caught her own agate peacock egg, but she didn't have a thousand pounds in cash.

Even Miss Justice would find it difficult to get a thousand pounds in such a short time.

Klein caught the six crystal feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon from The Hanged Man and placed them on the long bronze table, waiting for The Hanged Man to perform the bestowal ceremony.

Eve held the egg in her hands and said, "I'm going back first."

……

God forsaken place
In the simple and dim house, a candle flickered slightly on the square wooden table.

Derrick lowered his eyes, staring blankly at the faint light, as if he was thinking about something.

Boom boom boom!
A faint knock on the door suddenly sounded, and Derrick came to his senses and stood up. He walked quickly to the door and opened it.

A mature woman stood outside the door, holding a lamp, a look of worry on her face. When she saw him, she relaxed a little, as if a huge rock had been lifted from her body. Her worry hadn't diminished, but her eyes only showed a hint of relief.

"Mother?" Derrick asked. "What's wrong?"

"No."

Derrick's mother forced a smile. She looked up at Derrick, wanting to say something but suppressing it. In the end, she just looked at Derrick with concern and asked tentatively, "How are you feeling lately?"

As if she felt this was too deliberate, the woman added, "You'll soon become a Beyonder. You must maintain your good condition."

"I'm fine, and..."

Derrick scratched the back of his head, lowered his head, and moved his lips a few times, but he didn't know what to say.

The woman's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she looked at her son nervously, as if he would disappear in front of her in the next second.

A burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and Derrick's father hurriedly appeared in front of the two of them.

Hearing the two people talking, Derrick's father knew that Derrick had come out of the room. He immediately rushed over and ran to his son's side.

The man felt relieved when he saw that his son was intact and normal.

When Derrick returned to his room, the couple noticed something was wrong. Shortly after Derrick left, they ran to Derrick's room and knocked on the door.

The result was no one answered.

Unsure whether they should force the door open, the couple knocked at regular intervals. Each time, no one answered, and over and over, they felt as if they were experiencing the legendary winter, their bodies icy cold.

The man gently pulled Derrick over, his movements unusually gentle and careful despite being a tall and strong man.

He looked at Derrick's back, carefully examining him from head to toe, then asked worriedly, "Do you feel anything unusual?"

"No."

Derrick immediately shook his head, a wave of guilt washing over him.

My parents already know...

They are worried...

Derrick lowered his head, his lips moving. "Father, Mother, if I told you I had a way to save the City of Silver, would you believe me?"

Derrick's parents were stunned for a moment, looked up at each other, and saw the surprise and worry in each other's eyes.

The woman clutched her clothes tightly and looked at her husband and son nervously. She was both excited and afraid about the method her son would say to save the City of Silver.

She naturally believed in her son, but who knew whether that existence could be trusted.

The man's lips trembled slightly. He looked at his son in disbelief and seemed to have lost his voice for a moment, unable to utter a word.

Derrick raised his head and looked at his parents nervously, his right hand unconsciously rubbing the corner of his clothes.

After a long moment, the man opened his mouth and asked with a trembling voice, "Is it true?"

"I……"

Derrick was stunned. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter the rest of the words.

Can Mr. Fool and Ms. Queen be trusted?

he does not know.

The man also noticed Derrick's predicament. He immediately withdrew his hand and said soothingly, "Derrick, my son, don't worry. We will always believe in you."

They themselves couldn't confirm whether that existence was trustworthy, so why should they make it difficult for Derrick to make a judgment?

The woman also said softly: "Tell us, what is the method?"

Derrick raised his head and looked at his parents. He felt much more at ease and said, "It's the Giant King's Court. The hope of the Silver City lies in the Giant King's Court. We must explore the Giant King's Court."

The Royal Court of Giants!

The two were not unfamiliar with the Giant King's Court. The Silver City was once ruled by giants and was not far from the Giant King's Court.

"We understand," Derrick's father said seriously, trying hard to appear reliable in front of his child. "We'll find a way to deal with this. Don't overthink it. You have your own mission, Derrick. That's to find a psychoanalyst to examine you."

Derrick nodded. He knew his parents needed some private space to discuss this matter, so he went out obediently.

After watching their son leave home, Derrick's parents sat facing each other on chairs with serious expressions.

The man seemed to have aged a lot. He sat in the chair and blamed himself silently.

The woman took her husband's hand and asked nervously, "We must find a way to tell the elders about this."

The City of Silver has been struggling in darkness for too long, and no ray of light can be missed.

(End of this chapter)