The Reckless and Foolish Mr. Fool is Courting Death

As a standard Ruen Union Jack aristocrat, Viscount Grellint could clearly remember the names of every guest attending his salon, knew at least three topics for conversation with each, was aware of their taboos and beliefs, and, of course, knew their reputations.

Therefore, upon hearing Audrey's description, a guest list immediately surfaced in his mind, and he began a rapid screening. After just a few sentences, he had identified Audrey's target.

It's just that this person...

As a "Spectator," Audrey naturally sensed Grellint's oddity immediately. She frowned slightly and asked in a sweet, slightly childish voice, "Grellint, what's wrong?"

"Audrey, this, um, I mean... that..." Grellint was momentarily speechless. After struggling for a while, he finally yielded under the gaze of Audrey's pure, emerald-like eyes and mumbled, "Why are you asking about him? His reputation in the circle... um, I mean, his reputation isn't good."

"Not good?" Audrey found it a bit strange but replied, half-truthfully, "He's likely an Extraordinary, and he possesses the Spectator pathway formula I want."

"An Extraordinary? I knew it! No wonder he... cough cough." Grellint was clearly a bit agitated but, remembering Audrey was present, he quickly forced himself to calm down and introduced him. "This person's name is Sno von Pandax. His ancestors were also nobles, but for some reason, they lost their titles and territories. He's now a veterinarian, and there are some... um, some unsavory rumors about him and many noble ladies. Madam Norma brought him to the previous literary salon."

"Madam Norma, a veterinarian..." Audrey's beautiful eyes blinked. She completely missed Grellint's emphasis on "unsavory rumors" and instead constructed a complete chain of evidence in her mind:

Mr. Devil's extraordinary pet saw Susie. It's not a secret in noble circles that I keep a golden retriever named Susie. Mr. Devil told me Madam Norma is related to the Psychology Alchemist Association and suggested I reveal my interest in Mysticism in social settings. After I publicly expressed my interest in Mysticism at the salon, I was affected by an Extraordinary ability.

That's right, this Sno must be Mr. Devil! He sensed my identity from Susie, then followed Madam Norma to the salon for the final confirmation. To prevent me from being mind-read or hypnotized by members of the Psychology Alchemist Association, he used an anti-hypnosis, anti-observation Extraordinary ability on me.

"Mr. Devil is so cunning!" Audrey muttered inwardly, and at the same time, she understood why Mr. Fool hadn't directly told her Mr. Devil's identity.

"Mr. Fool protects our privacy, but if we discover others' identities ourselves, he won't interfere. However, Mr. Devil clearly had a suspicion of luring with information before, which is why Mr. Fool gave me a hint. Yes, it must be like this!"

"Audrey, Audrey!" Grellint watched Audrey lost in thought, feeling a bit anxious. While it was common for Ruen nobles to have a few lovers, Audrey wasn't even an adult yet! If Count Hall knew she had met that "Lady Killer" at his salon... Good heavens!

"Ah, sorry, Grellint, I was thinking about how to exchange for the potion formula with him." Audrey gave an elegant, sweet smile. Grellint, however, didn't dare to be careless. Although such a reminder might be considered impolite, as a friend and under the pressure from Count Hall, he still reminded her, "Audrey, if you're sure he has the formula, I can act as your intermediary. Believe me, his reputation really isn't good. Interacting with him will tarnish your reputation!"

"Eh?" Audrey finally understood Grellint's meaning and felt a bit speechless, but she maintained her elegant noble demeanor and said, "Don't worry, I won't contact him directly. Um, I'll have Miss Hugh help me inquire about the price. You know, she's an Arbitrator."

"That's good." Grellint was clearly relieved. This obvious attitude made Audrey inwardly complain:

"Mr. Devil, just how bad is your reputation!"

Although a bit of curiosity arose, Audrey had no intention of directly interacting with Mr. Devil in reality.

Of course, she didn't plan to let Hugh or Fors do it either. Compared to such private meetings, it would be more formal and safer to meet in a setting witnessed by Mr. Fool.

... Time shifts back a few hours ...

In Tingen City, Mols Town, Klein finally found himself alone with the mutated Sun Scepter inside the church, thanks to Leonard's assistance.

He quietly waited for time to pass. After more than ten minutes, confirming that Leonard and Kellen were not about to barge in, he placed the mutated Sun Scepter on the ground and, with his back to the Scepter of the Goddess, set up a ritual to steal the power of the Eternal Blazing Sun, in a manner akin to covering his ears while stealing a bell.

"Actually, I should have divined whether Leonard and the others would suddenly come in," Klein thought as he set up the ritual, then chuckled wryly. "Divination isn't omnipotent. I almost fell back into superstition."

Thinking this, he quickly took out the ritual materials he had bought with his last gold pound. The other items were manageable, but the five gold pieces used to make the talismans had drained all his savings. If Mr. Devil hadn't promised to buy them for 300 pounds each, he absolutely wouldn't have made so many.

An invisible spiritual wall was constructed, and Klein temporarily suppressed his obsession with gold pounds before beginning to add essential oils and powders into the candle.

"Blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun."

"You are the Undying Light, the Incarnation of Order, the God of Contracts, the Guardian of Commerce."

"I beseech you;"

"Beseech you to grant me strength;"

"Grant me the strength to complete the Sun Talisman."

"Blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun, please bestow your power upon my talisman..."

Sentence by sentence, the incantations were uttered by Mr. Fool, who had achieved the feat of "Praising the Sun in the Church of the Night Goddess." An extreme heat immediately enveloped him. His hair became scorching hot, and his skin seemed to emit smoke. Guided by the power that burned everything, he picked up the engraving knife and swiftly etched symbolic symbols onto the gold pieces.

The sunlight outside the church became intense, but the design of the Church of the Night Goddess completely blocked this light. The entire church remained in a serene and precise dark atmosphere. If the source of Klein's prayer wasn't right in front of him, even if the Goddess hadn't concealed him, this talisman would have been impossible to complete.

Fortunately, everything went more smoothly than expected. As he finished the last stroke, the spiritual light of the five gold pieces began to recede. The dazzling and luxurious golden-yellow dimmed, and a warm, moist feeling seeped out slowly.

"Finally done. Leaving two pieces as trump cards, and I can still earn nine hundred gold pounds. But how should I get the talismans to Mr. Devil? I can't just use letters again, can I? Or like Miss Justice, agree on a place to bury the talismans?"

Klein frowned slightly, planning to ask by praying to himself and then transferring a video recording to Mr. Devil. However, at this moment, he finally remembered that this was the Church of the Night Goddess, and he didn't have the courage to pray to himself here.