Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 159 Prophecy
"You're welcome," Eve said with a sweet smile on her gentle and beautiful face. "Take the box and go first. We'll meet here tomorrow night."

This was a necessary confidentiality measure. The brunette nodded, wiped her face twice with her hands, hid the wooden box in the blanket, and turned to leave.

Klein watched the brunette leave, then turned and asked, "Isn't that lady too calm?"

Although she was frightened speechless when Crane killed Robert Dickinson, she was not shocked when she saw the extraordinary abilities used by Crane and his men.

He knew that at sea, extraordinary things were not as strictly hidden as in other places, but they were not semi-public either. Would an ordinary lady like this know about extraordinary things?
"She's half assassin," Eve replied.

Half assassin?

Klein was a little surprised. No wonder she was not surprised by Feifan, but assassins are agile. Even if they are only half assassins, their physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people. They should not have fallen to this point.

Forget it… Klein shook his head and stopped thinking about it… He hoped she could live a normal life with the 10 pounds.

Klein withdrew his thoughts and turned to look at Eve. Eve still maintained a face similar to Zhou Mingzhen. Although this appearance was not as beautiful as Eve's original appearance, it could give Klein a greater impact of being a brother turning into a sister.

Thinking of this, Klein's expression gradually became complicated.

Since no one else was present, Klein didn't need to maintain the cold persona of "German," and his expression was directly displayed on his face.

Eve noticed Klein's look, poked her cheek with a finger, and said with a smile, "This will make the girl feel more at ease."

"Rest assured?" Klein repeated doubtfully. Although Eve's current appearance was more approachable, her original appearance was also gentle and approachable.

"Well," Eve nodded and explained, "When beauty reaches a certain level, it becomes extraordinary in itself. If you see a woman with beauty beyond your imagination, what is your first reaction?"

"Uh...witch?" Klein thought for two seconds and answered uncertainly.

"See, your first reaction wasn't to think a woman like this was an ordinary person." Eve put her hand on Klein's shoulder and said, "He has restored his original appearance. His exceptionally beautiful face is enough to drive any man in the world crazy for Him. No wonder Eve deliberately lowered her presence."

Suddenly, a question popped into Klein's mind.

"Why don't you hide your appearance?" Klein asked curiously. The older sister lowered her presence because she obviously didn't want others to notice her beauty, but this method had its flaws.

Because as long as you pay attention to Him, you can see His appearance, although it is difficult for the other person to remember Him after Eve leaves his sight.

It can be seen from the fact that Eve's reputation spread throughout the class and even began to spread outside after only two months of teaching at Melissa's school.

Wouldn’t it be a simpler and more effective method to simply change your appearance?
"Directly changing my appearance won't weaken the witch's charm's effect on others. An ordinary appearance won't diminish the witch's appeal." The surrounding environment began to change, and the colors of everything became deeper and richer, like an oil painting. Eve said as she led Klein through the spirit world, "If the witch's charm is an active skill, then charm is a permanent buff. Of course, I can also reduce my presence while changing my appearance, but..."

Eve paused at this point. The world had returned to its original state. They stopped in the living room. Eve put down her hand on Klein's shoulder and turned around to say:

"A friend of mine told me that I would meet you here, so I hope to see you in your true form." Klein was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Eve with a look of surprise and emotion in his eyes.

The touching moment lasted for a full ten seconds before Klein suddenly noticed the "friend" Eve mentioned.

"Friend?" Klein asked doubtfully, somewhat suspecting that this friend was Eve herself. However, Klein dismissed the thought as soon as it occurred to him, as it was completely unnecessary.

"Yes, He predicted the place where we would meet," Eve nodded. "It is because of this prophecy that I have lived in Backlund for over a decade."

Klein was a little surprised. It turned out that it wasn't a coincidence that they met, but that Eve had finally waited for him.

"I'm sorry..." Klein said guiltily, "I've kept you waiting for a long time."

"Indeed, over three thousand years," Eve sighed, her tone calm and gentle, with the open-mindedness of someone who has experienced many things and looks back on the past with a smile. "Sometimes I even think His prophecy is wrong, and I really want to pull Him out and predict it again."

"Then will the prophecy be the same again?" Klein asked, his lips moving a few times.

"No," Eve said, "I didn't actually go to Him to prophesy again. He had already fallen by then, in the Third Age."

Fallen!
Klein's eyes widened slightly, and he was a little panicked, worried that he had poked Eve's wound again. But he soon noticed that there was no sadness on Eve's face, only a hint of emotion and nostalgia.

Instantly, Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it predicted what would happen three thousand years later. My sister's friend must also be a high-ranking being... The Third Age... The Glorious Age. Who knows what happened to cause the fall of such a high-ranking being...

Is it a catastrophe?

The waters of Cataclysm might be deeper than he thought.

Klein didn't ask his question out loud. Although Eve's sadness had been smoothed over by time, the death of an old friend was definitely hard to come to terms with.

Eve noticed Klein's anomaly but ignored it. She continued, "What He gave me wasn't a place name, but a painting. Um... I still have it. Do you want to see it?"

Klein nodded.

Eve brought Klein to the storage room he had opened in the mirror world and took out a framed painting from a box with a note labeled "Mikhail" printed on it.

Klein took two steps forward, not daring to touch the paper, fearing it would be damaged. Normally, after three thousand years, this piece of paper would have long since vanished. It was thanks to Eve that it had been preserved. However, Klein didn't know how well Eve had preserved it, and he worried about accidentally damaging this relic of Eve's old friend.

He stretched his head to look at the painting in Eve's hand. It was not exquisite. There were many European-style buildings painted on the paper, with factory chimneys in the background. It was clearly Victorian style and very similar to many cities in Loen, but some details showed that this was Backlund.

(End of this chapter)