There Is No True Creator in This World Anymore

Derrick had no idea where the streak of light had gone, because soon his vision was filled with crimson light and shadow. When he regained consciousness, he found himself in an ancient castle shrouded in Gray Fog.

The illusory figures of the other members were also outlined in their respective seats.

Without the slightest pause, everyone's gaze, except for [the world], was simultaneously fixed on the head of the long table, upon the tall figure shrouded in a thick gray-white mist.

Today's Tarot Club was postponed for the first time. Coupled with the recent huge political turmoil in Loen, the whereabouts of the Second Son of the King of Angel Creator, and the brief disappearance of Mr. Fool, even the least thoughtful [Moon] noticed something amiss.

The good news was that they soon discovered that Mr. Fool looked no different than usual.

Besides looking at the head of the long table, Luther also glanced at the bottom.

Thankfully... I wasn't wearing Monocle on either side...

Although theoretically, with the Goddess's help, Klein should be able to escape control, he still harbored a sliver of worry.

Surely they wouldn't put on their glasses and disgust me after I'd let my guard down...

He thought to himself.

Just then, Audrey [Justice], as always, rose and curtsied to the figure, saying, "Good afternoon, Mr. [Fool]."

Her tone remained as light and cheerful as ever; in fact, it became even happier after seeing that Mr. Fool was in good spirits.

In the Real World, Loen is mired in war, but at least here, it can retain its original appearance...

Audrey thought to herself.

The head of the table, [The Fool] Klein, responded with a smile and a slight nod. After the ceremony concluded, he slowly surveyed the room, chuckled, and said, "You seem quite concerned about whether this Tarot Club proceed as planned."

"Knock knock!"

As soon as the words Hanged Man mouth, Alger's heart began to race.

Although it's unclear what else he did, after Mr. Fool didn't respond to the prayers, he did make some attempts, such as pretending to be unaware of the situation and trying to pray himself...

Mr. Fool is giving himself a warning!

Having figured this out, Alger immediately lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly, and said, "We weren't devout enough; we were thinking too much."

Aside from him, some members understood the meaning, while others didn't understand at all, but they still followed the Hanged Man, giving up thinking and bowing their heads to apologize to the person at the head of the long table.

How did you end up representing me? Although I'm certainly not a devout believer...

Luther thought to himself, but pretended to be sincere. In reality, he just opened and closed his mouth without making a sound, and apologized to everyone in the crowd.

Seeing this, [The Fool] Klein nodded, then looked around at everyone again. "Hmm, your concern is quite normal."

Immediately afterward, he feigned a relaxed and composed demeanor, avoiding Luther's gaze, and said casually, "The reason today's Tarot Club wasn't held on time is because I've been preoccupied with some matters lately... I used [The World's] body to play a game with Amon in the Forsaken Land of the Gods..."

Upon hearing this, [Temperance] Luther lowered his head, trying hard to suppress his laughter so as not to burst out and frighten the other members present.

What does it mean to "play a game with Amon"?

Wasn't he just being played by Amon?

Klein's disheveled state when he was restrained was in stark contrast to his current feigned nonchalance. The more serious the occasion, the more he couldn't help but want to burst out laughing.

Don't laugh, please don't laugh... I didn't want this to happen either...

Out of the corner of his eye, [The Fool] Klein saw that Luther's shoulders seemed to be twitching slightly, and beneath the Bronze Long Table, unnoticed by the others, his toes were already gripping tightly.

Because Luther, who knew his true identity, was present, he originally didn't want to pretend like this. But if he didn't pretend, it would be difficult to explain what had happened, and he wouldn't be able to change everyone's perception of Amon, so he could only force himself to endure the embarrassment and continue talking.

"... Fortunately, the final result was good; I didn't miss this Tarot Club."

He ended his speech there, trying his best not to look at Luther.

Upon hearing Mr. Fool's words, the people at the Tarot Club reacted in various ways.

[The Star] Leonard had already received some hints from the Old Man, and based on the Fool's description, he easily conjured up the following story in his mind— the Fool deliberately used Klein to lure "the Blasphemer" Amon, and in the end got a satisfactory result, making Amon suffer a heavy loss...

As for [Justice], [The Hanged Man], and others, they all reached similar conclusions, lamenting that Mr. Fool was truly...

That's incredibly powerful. While reflecting on his previous foolish thoughts, he realized he had actually questioned Mr. Fool, and worried that He was being entangled by Amon...

If Luther knew about their thoughts, he probably wouldn't be able to hold back his laughter.

However, the member who was happiest upon hearing the news was [The Sun] Derrick.

Mr. [World] has arrived in the "Forsaken Land of the Gods"!

That's great! With him here, our exploration of the Giant King’s Court from City of Silver will be much smoother, and our success rate will be greatly increased...

At the same time, Derrick immediately thought of that strange stream of light. Because of the time constraints, he was caught in the Gray Fog and ultimately could not confirm whether the light had actually landed inside the "Giant King’s Court".

If they fall in, it might create a new crisis...

Thinking of this, [Sun] Derrick couldn't help but look at his side again.

If only Mr. Temperance could come to the Forsaken Land of the Gods with me... No, no, no, what am I thinking? There's no way that's possible...

Derrick shook his head, dismissing those thoughts, and once again turned his gaze to the head of the long table.

"Dear Mr. Fool."

He said respectfully, "Our chief wishes to receive your blessing during the Advancement Ritual. Do you agree?"

Klein had already learned of this from the prayers, and immediately nodded slightly, replying, "Yes."

"I only have faith in Mr. Fool!"

The Sun, having received its promise, beamed with a radiant smile, but quickly remembered something else, and the smile faded somewhat. "By the way, Mr. Fool, there's something I think you should know..."

Next, he carefully described the strange phenomenon he had just witnessed, worried that it might affect his exploration of the "Giant King’s Court".

Finally, he said worriedly, "I even suspect that it might be Fallen Creator deliberately blocking us from leaving..."

Luther shook his head after hearing this.

Don't worry.

He said, "This is not the will of the True Creator."

"Mr. Temperance, why are you so certain?"

"Of course I'm certain, because there is no longer True Creator god in this world."