Klein Must Be a Blessed of the Fool

"Honestly..."

Luther looked at the tarot cards on the ground and shook his head.

Even a Sequence 1 Snake of Mercury was unwilling to answer questions about the Primordial Moon... Although I expected this, I was still surprised when he refused.

Something seemed off.

Emlyn the Moon, who knew a little about the Primordial Moon, had naturally shared his intelligence;

Arrodes the Magic Mirror, who seemed to know something, had shattered directly after hearing his question;

The Snake of Mercury, the chairman of the Life School of Thought, who should theoretically have known quite a bit, had directly refused to communicate with him, not even giving him the chance to ask a question...

Their attitudes seemed to explain something.

The Primordial Moon's information was poisonous!

Even merely knowing or sharing related intelligence seemed extremely dangerous!

It seems that at my current Sequence, I should put this matter aside for now and not investigate it... He quickly came to a conclusion.

"I understand. Then I won't ask that question. Can you come out now?"

Luther raised his head and called into the empty interior of the tower, hoping to meet that Snake of Mercury. Besides the Primordial Moon, there were other things he wanted to know, such as the Aurora Order's personnel arrangements and whether Ouroboros the Tail-Devourer would appear...

Then he heard a cold snort.

"Whoosh!"

A gigantic white object instantly filled his vision.

"Fuck!"

Luther's body jerked as he abruptly opened his eyes.

"If you didn't want to meet, then fine, but why did you have to hit someone with your tail..."

He rubbed his forehead and muttered, as if he could still feel phantom pain.

"What happened?"

Across from him, Klein, dressed as a middle-aged gentleman, asked. His body swayed back and forth with the motion of the