Maybe the Fool Was a Good God After All
I advise you to be cautious.
After listening to Luther's words, Klein remained silent for a while before slowly speaking, "You know, according to the Nighthawks' internal data, praying to unknown beings almost always leads to a miserable end."
"Of course I know."
Luther nodded.
He couldn't tell Klein that his Golden Finger could resist mental Corrosion, allowing him to summon all sorts of evil beings at will. Only the [Fool] seemed different, actually clashing with his Phantom Tide.
Perhaps, that [Fool] is more powerful than the other evil gods.
"I mean, if things really come to a standstill, I'll try to seize this one and only opportunity. The influence of the True Creator is driving me increasingly mad; I fear that one day I'll lose myself and become a complete follower of His. If that happens, I'd rather pray to His enemies in exchange for rebellion against Him."
". Good luck."
Klein's eyes flickered, and after a long while, he slowly spoke.
Only now did he realize that Luther was serious and had the resolve to fight the evil god at all costs.
Don't look so serious.
Seeing this, Luther couldn't help but laugh at Klein. But due to his mental instability, his smile only lasted a few seconds before it twitched and turned into an angry, Distortion expression. "Perhaps that [Fool] is actually a friendly deity who will selflessly help me?"
His words slipped out and immediately made him laugh.
How could such a thing be possible?
"Yes, it will, it definitely will."
But to his surprise, Klein replied to him with utmost seriousness.
Luther was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and didn't think much of it, taking it as the other person's blessing for him.
There was a few seconds of silence between them.
Unbeknownst to Luther, Klein on the other side had already devised a code name for him in the Tarot Club, just waiting for him to pray to him, establish contact, and then logically pull him Above the Gray Fog. The only problem facing Klein was whether the strange Tide would affect his summoning of Luther.
Let's wait until Luther sends out his prayer before we see what happens.
Klein thought to himself.
Just then, he noticed that Luther across from him seemed to remember something and looked at him.
"Speaking of which, there's actually something else," Luther said. "Don't you think our discovery about Lanevus was too much of a coincidence?"
Lanevus's whereabouts were exposed because of the disappearance of the obstetrician, and Doctor Aaron, a colleague of that obstetrician, happened to be a friend that Klein had met at the Quelaag Club. Through a series of coincidences, the three were connected.
"You mean, that thing is having an effect?"
Klein knew what Luther meant by coincidence; it was naturally the Sealed Artifact 0-08 in Ince Will's possession, the magical Quill that could create coincidences through writing and influence the Fate of others.
"Right."
Luther nodded.
"It shouldn't be; I've already done the Divination."
Klein shook his head. He also felt something was amiss and had deliberately used the mystique of the higher-ranking beings Above the Gray Fog to perform Divination. However, the result revealed that it was all just a common coincidence. Back in Tingen, he had successfully discovered Ince Will's hiding place using the Gray Fog, so the fact that he hadn't been able to Divination under the same circumstances this time confirmed that it wasn't due to the influence of 0-08.
"Oh, that's good."
Luther cautiously believed Klein's words and nodded.
After that, they chatted about other things. Klein had only come to deliver the diary, but he ended up talking with Luther for a long time. Seeing that it was almost 10 a. m. and he would be asked to stay for lunch if he didn't leave, he quickly got up, made an excuse, and left.
It wasn't that he didn't want to try the cooking of the Rondal family; it was simply because it was Monday, and he had to host Tarot Club in the afternoon, so it wouldn't be convenient to stay at Luther's house.
"It's so cold."
Stepping out of Luther's house, the damp, cold air made Klein Consciousness tighten his trench coat, shrink his body as he walked down the steps and onto the muddy, wet street.
What should I eat for lunch today? I'll probably be back at 15 Minsk Street by 11 am, so I'll just find a restaurant on the street.
As he thought this, he walked toward the street corner, trying to find a public carriage there.
Inside the Earl Hall's luxurious villa in Empress Borough.
Audrey Hall wore a light green dress, and emeralds adorned the center of her gold earrings, shimmering with a crystal-clear light. A large golden retriever lay at her feet, panting with its tongue lolling out, watching the two people in the studio with an innocent expression.
"Miss Escalante, how is she?"
Audrey asked this question to a baby-faced woman. The woman was nominally her psychology teacher, but in reality, she was her contact person at the Psychology Alchemists.
"The results are in."
Escalante smoothed her hair and calmly replied, "From your description, his condition seems quite serious. We can offer assistance, but it will require him to pay a price."
"Please tell me your requirements."
Audrey asked with a smile, but secretly she felt relieved.
To be honest, she had some doubts about Luther's motives. After all, in her mind, she had already regarded Luther as a follower of Mr. Fool, but instead of asking Mr. Fool for help, he took the initiative to seek medical help and communicate with the Psychology Alchemists on his own.
Perhaps it was because Mr. Fool wanted to take this opportunity to establish a connection with the Psychology Alchemists?
She wondered to herself.
The Psychology Alchemists was quite wary of Luther's condition, but thankfully, they ultimately decided to intervene and treat him.
"The treatment will cost £1,500, or a highly effective Beyonder Item."
Escalante said earnestly.
"It's a bit expensive."
Audrey said that if it were her back then, she naturally wouldn't have any understanding of this price. But after witnessing everyone's transactions at the Tarot Club, she roughly knew that 1500 pounds was enough to buy one of the Main Ingredient for Sequence 6 Potion.
"It is a bit pricey, but the experts we've sent specialize in treating similar problems, so it's definitely worth the money," Escalante said. "Don't discuss the price with me; I'm just relaying the message. If it's unacceptable, we won't change the price."
"If a cure can be guaranteed, 1500 pounds is acceptable."
Audrey nodded, having already made up her mind that she could lend Luther money temporarily if he didn't have enough. After all, this matter was related to Mr. Fool and the Tarot Club, and she should feel Consciousness of ownership.
Mr. Fool has no interest in vulgar money, and I can only offer small favors.
She thought to Escalante with regret, "Alright, I'll accept on his behalf. I hope you can prepare quickly."
"Okay, we will confirm the treatment date and location as soon as possible."
Escalante said.
After that, they began their formal psychology course, with the golden retriever Susie watching the whole time. It wasn't until almost time for the Tarot Club to begin that Audrey excused herself, feeling dizzy, and escorted the other woman out of the villa.