Mysterious: The Innate Sacred Body of Destiny

Chapter 29 Fate's Warning and Accusation

"Melissa Moretti?" Lorne murmured, savoring the name.

"She is indeed a very pure girl."

Thinking of the girl's clothes and demeanor, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"She's a very family-oriented girl."

"She seems very thrifty and good at managing a household..."

……

"What am I thinking about?" Lorne shook his head vigorously, trying to forget some inappropriate thoughts.

He's a cold-blooded time traveler, how could he possibly have any extraneous emotions?

Besides, he was still on the run and had no time to think about those things.

"However, Moretti..."

He had a strange premonition that he would have some connection with the surname Moretti.

Pulling himself out of his thoughts, Lorne stared intently at the orange cat in his arms.

"So you suddenly rushed out just to find a young girl?" Lorne asked, staring at Rachel in his arms.

"Meow?" Laki meowed, looking speechless.

"Sigh, you..." Lorne wanted to start lecturing, but didn't know how to begin, after all, Rachel was just a cat.

After thinking for a long time without knowing what to do, Lorne could only put Rachel back into his bag and then pondered before speaking.

"If you run around again, you won't get any meat for dinner."

"Do you know how expensive meat is these days?" Lorne said in a tone that sounded like he was lecturing a child.

"And if you really want a mistress, remember to give me a heads-up, because this kind of hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress storyline is far too common."

"This kind of cliché plot won't attract girls," Lorne said, as if speaking to Laki, but also as if speaking to himself.

"Meow???"

"Meow!"

Upon hearing Lorne's words, Rachel suddenly became agitated, causing her entire satchel to twitch. She seemed utterly bewildered by her owner's accusation of her behavior.

"Alright, alright, I don't blame you anymore." Seeing this, Lorne gently patted his bag and spoke to comfort Rachel.

He composed himself; his goal for the day was to find the old notebook, and everything else had to wait.

……

"Something's been off about Daly ever since she came back. What do you think, old man?" Leonard, who was on duty alone behind the Chanis door at Blackthorn Security Company, asked his neighbor inside his body.

"That psychic?" Pales's voice echoed in Leonard's mind.

"Mm." Leonard nodded.

"I guess he's figured it out, but he's still a bit awkward because he can't let go of it yet."

"After all, anyone with eyes can see that there's something off between her and your captain," Pales said with the air of someone who's been there.

……

After a moment of silence, Leonard changed the subject.

"Old man, so much time has passed, everything should be alright by now."

"It's hard to say, I have a bad feeling about it," Pales replied somewhat uncertainly.

"Are you that afraid of the person who's chasing you?"

"..."

"Okay, so who exactly were we talking about that night?"

"He does indeed possess the aura of that being..."

After thinking for a moment, he added:

"This is also what puzzles me. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a creature to possess His aura while still maintaining its own identity."

"Old man, you should know your opponent very well, so why did you misjudge him?" Leonard asked the question he was most curious about.

After waiting a moment, he heard the old man's reply: "Did I misjudge that person's status?"

"Position?"

"Hmm, now that I think about it, that person's sequence is probably at most similar to yours."

"But he bears traces of high-level power."

"How tall?" Leonard asked curiously.

"That's not something you can know."

"In short, I regarded him as my enemy at the time, but now that I think about it, although the power he possessed was weak, his level was probably higher than that of my enemy."

"This reminds me of an old friend..."

Pales did not continue speaking, but instead concluded:

"In short, judging from the current situation, it was just a false alarm."

"The sequence isn't high, yet there are traces of extremely high-level power? Could it be that, like me, someone else lives inside his body?" Leonard rubbed his forehead and voiced his guess.

"Perhaps, who can say for sure about fate?" Pales neither affirmed nor denied.

"Sigh!" Leonard heard a sigh.

"If only I still had that card or ticket, otherwise I wouldn't need to stay with you."

"Tickets? Admission tickets? What are those?" Leonard asked, puzzled.

"You're not my grandson, why should I tell you everything?"

"Then tell me, what does 'be careful with a monocle' mean?" Leonard asked another question.

"..."

Palez did not answer, and the atmosphere fell silent again. The usual tranquility returned to the Chanis Gate.

……

……

It's almost dark. Is there really a clue to that notebook on this street?

Lorne, who had been wandering around this street all day, was getting a little anxious.

He was holding a loaf of bread he had bought from a bakery on the street, squatting by the roadside and eating it dryly.

Laki was luckier than Lorne; he was squatting by the roadside eating the ham that Lorne had brought as dry rations.

"I've already given you all the meat, so you'd better put in some effort."

"Tell me immediately if you find anything."

Looking at the orange cat enjoying its meal, Lorne gave some instructions.

As darkness fell, the crowds on the streets gradually thinned out.

"Melissa?" Lorne looked at the girl in the distance with some surprise. He hadn't expected to meet her twice on the same day.

"Fate? Destiny?"

……

"Forget it."

Lorne shook his head. He didn't plan to greet Melissa. After all, he was currently searching for the notebook related to extraordinary powers, and it was best not to have too much contact with ordinary people.

"I came here to look for something, but why do I feel like I'm the bad guy?"

Lorne found himself walking around, stopping and looking around every now and then, which made him look like a sneaky criminal scouting the area beforehand.

A few more hours passed.

"Bang!"

Lorne, who was still wandering the street, suddenly heard a faint sound.

"Was that a gunshot?"

"It's quite a distance."

"Has something happened?"

But as soon as he took a step, he froze on the spot, his leg dangling in the air.

"This feeling, this sensation, is the 'monster's' spiritual intuition."

"No! More than that, this is a warning from fate." Lorne felt that familiar tremor once again.

"Forbid me from moving forward."

Something terrible has appeared.

"Could it be that notebook? No!"

That's something far more terrifying!

"Melissa." Lorne was about to turn and leave when he suddenly thought of the girl; she should also live on this street.

"No, calm down, it's just a chance encounter."

Moreover, this was the first time I'd received such a strong warning; even the feeling when I escaped Backlund last time wasn't this profound.

"This is absolutely beyond my capabilities."

"If I act rashly, I'll only lose my life in vain. I should leave first and then make further plans," he told himself.

However, just as Lorne was about to leave, he was surprised to find that everything had returned to normal and the warning from fate had disappeared.

"This, this..." The sudden change interrupted his plans again, and he stood there stunned for a moment.

"Let's go, why are you meddling? Your laptop isn't as important as your life."

"Ugh!"

He had only taken two steps when he sighed and turned back.

After a brief moment of thought, Lorne activated his spiritual vision and quickly circled the area. Once he confirmed that there was nothing unusual, he hurriedly left.

……

Azure Hotel.

Lorne sat at his desk, pondering his next move. Although the warning from fate had vanished, he didn't believe Iron Cross Street was entirely without problems.

"official……"

"Although the police are hostile to time travelers, they certainly won't ignore any extraordinary incidents that occur."

Thinking of this, he picked up his pen, took out a piece of paper, and scribbled something down. Then he looked at the orange cat lying on the bed, slacking off.

"Laki, could you please make a trip there? Do you remember that police station we saw during the day? I need your help..."

That's right, what he handed to Lachi was a report of an extraordinary incident on Iron Cross Street.