If Klein had known of Lin Ruo's "sinister intentions," he probably would have put on a show of "a common man's rage, blood splattering three feet" right then and there.
Precisely because he didn't know, the atmosphere in the secret chamber remained quite cheerful. After Lin Ruo found an excuse to have Medici take Illysmil to another part of the upper level of the ruins, Lin Ruo looked at Klein, pinching his chin, and said, "Try to see if you can sacrifice these to the Gray Fog. That way, it'll be more convenient to retrieve them later. And while other things are fine, these Beyonder items were only well-behaved because they were sealed before. Now that the Sealed Artifact is gone, if they're not kept suppressed on the Gray Fog, I'm afraid problems will arise."
Lin Ruo had no intention of letting the Future's crew touch these things. It wasn't that he didn't trust Cattleya, but human hearts are unpredictable. He trusted Cattleya, but not the others on the Future.
Moreover, with this quantity of Beyonder items, without the Gray Fog to suppress them, they might be fine for a short time, but over a longer period, serious problems would indeed arise.
"I'll give it a try; it shouldn't be a problem," Klein said after thinking for a moment.
Although he had never tried sacrificing so many things to the Gray Fog, first, there was certainly enough space on the Gray Fog. While the wealth in the secret chamber was astonishing, there were no large items, and the actual footprint when piled together was not that big. He could make the area where he placed things on the Gray Fog denser, so he wouldn't be afraid of the Tarot Club members seeing them.
Secondly, theoretically, in a sacrificial ritual, as long as the recipient of the sacrifice is willing, anything within the scope of the ritual can be sacrificed. If that really didn't work, he could just perform several sacrifices, and that would be about it.
"Go for it! I'm rooting for you!" Lin Ruo immediately gave Klein a thumbs-up, teasing, "The chairman of the Future's number one logistics company is none other than you."
Klein was somewhat amused and didn't pay attention to Lin Ruo's teasing, beginning to set up the sacrificial ritual. After a busy period, all the boxes in the secret chamber were successfully sacrificed to the Gray Fog, and the secret chamber instantly became empty.
"Amazing, amazing!" Lin Ruo applauded unreservedly and said, "By the way, I plan to primarily use this batch of resources for the Resistance, as the Church of the Fool's first pot of gold. So, I'll leave it to you to manage them normally. If you personally have an urgent need, you can also apply to me; I don't mind lending them to you."
"Additionally, Medici will also need a batch of resources to bribe Numinous Episcopate members. Once the list is ready, I'll let him pick a portion. For now, I just want to ask for your opinion: are you willing to let him know your honorific name?"
"Huh?" Klein was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "You mean letting Medici perform a bestowal ritual?"
"Not just that, it also makes it easier for you two to contact each other later. That way, if something happens to you later and I happen to be absent, you can still seek his help. Of course, if you're unwilling, I'll find a random warehouse for you to put the things, and Medici can pick them up there; it's the same."
Lin Ruo said with a smile. The reason he made this suggestion was also considering that Klein's special nature was not a secret to Medici, and the Sea God Sect was gradually transitioning into the Church of the Fool, so whether The Fool's alias was hidden from Medici or not made little difference.
Moreover, The Fool's honorific name was different from Klein's other Future honorific names; even if it were spread, there would be no harm. After all, with Sefirah Castle blocking, even Amon couldn't use this honorific name to pinpoint Klein in reverse.
"Hmm…" Klein began to ponder, clearly weighing the pros and cons. After a few seconds, he said, "Okay."
If Medici wasn't pulled into the Tarot Club, just knowing the honorific name really wasn't a big deal.
"Alright, I'll tell him later." Lin Ruo nodded, then suddenly remembered something, pinching his chin and saying, "Speaking of The Fool's honorific name, I always feel like I've forgotten something."
"Hmm?" Klein looked at him in confusion.
"Right, I forgot about Fors's teacher!" Lin Ruo finally remembered what he had forgotten, and his expression instantly became a bit subtle.
Before, while busy with matters at sea, he had also taken time to complete his investigation of Abraham, and ultimately decided to lure Fors's teacher, Dorian, onto the Gray Fog.
But later, after he made an arrangement with Truth, he got busy retrieving the Great Emperor, recovering his past memories, and then encountering Nyar and Shub causing trouble. In his busyness, he completely forgot about that matter.
Klein also instantly remembered this, and his expression likewise became subtle.
The teacher and student looked at each other, and finally, Teacher Lin cleared his throat and said, "Cough, I'll try my best later to lure Dorian onto the Gray Fog before I go retrieve Roselle. Then, it'll be up to you to persuade him."
Student Klein nodded, indicating he had no objections.
Thus, in the dock district of Bayam, Dorian, who was strolling down the street, suddenly felt an inexplicable shiver.
…
Although the Treasure Trove in the secret chamber had been taken away, Lin Ruo was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he led Klein to the previous hall.
Upon entering, Lin Ruo looked left and right but didn't see Medici and Illysmil. He raised an eyebrow and searched carefully, then noticed that there were several more rooms at the end of the original hall.
"This layout… seems a bit familiar." Lin Ruo pinched his chin and thought for a few seconds, then realized, "Right, the ruins where Medici was stewed in hotpot… Is this some kind of copy-paste ruin?" He couldn't help but complain.
However, complaints aside, Lin Ruo still strode with his long legs towards the rooms. In the process, he finally had the leisure to observe other parts of the hall, such as the surface of the walls.
Almost all of these walls were adorned with murals. Lin Ruo took a rough look, and as he looked, his steps paused.
"These murals…" Klein also saw the murals on the walls. These clearly depicted Alista's story, but it was not just Alista's story.
Because the other protagonist of the murals was someone Klein was very familiar with.
This was the story of Alista and Lin Ruo.
Klein couldn't help but look at Lin Ruo, his gaze a little worried, but he still said nothing.
Lin Ruo, as the person involved, had a very calm expression. He simply walked to the end of the murals, where a bottle containing a mini piano and a tea party under the afternoon sun were depicted.
Lin Ruo recognized this bottle. It was the first gift Lin Ruo gave to Alista Tudor, a mystical item that looked like a bottle on the outside. Inside was a miniature piano that would play by itself when a gold coin was inserted, equivalent to a mystical version of a music box, except the piano music had the effect of buffing others.
A mystical item that combined practicality, aesthetic appeal, and fun, it was a gift used by the Angel of Judgment to amuse children.
Lin Ruo raised his hand, seemingly wanting to touch something, but ultimately, he lowered his hand again.
He smiled and turned to look at Klein, lowering his voice, "Come on, let's go quietly scare Medici."
—Initially, for Alista Tudor, the Angel of Judgment was the Family's faith.
Then, the Angel of Judgment became a very good teacher in Alista Tudor's heart.
Finally, the Blood Emperor and Lin Ruo faced each other with swords drawn, fighting to the death.