"Oh, by the way, Qilingus." Klein thought of Qilingus.
He deliberately bought a newspaper today, but there was nothing reported in it.
The last time Morien took action, the action in the early morning was reported in the morning newspaper the next day. Besides, it involved a pirate general, so it shouldn't have been in the newspaper.
"Oh, you are talking about him." Morien once again opened the small opening in the air and pulled it, making the opening wider.
"I have some ideas, and I plan to ask him to cooperate with me in doing some experiments." Morien motioned Klein to take a look inside.
Klein turned his head and looked around, and saw in the vast Morien Innate Domain, a man with severed arms and legs lying there, with insects crawling in and out of his body.
"Are you doing harm to the people?" Klein sat back, "I can't tell."
He didn't think there was anything wrong with a pirate becoming like this.
"I'm actually fine," Morien supported his head with his hands and said with a smile, "I mainly wanted to see Hanged Man running around in a hurry every day because Qilingus wouldn't die."
"Just be a human being----"
Klein also saw it.
Alger's murderous intention towards Qilingus is a bit too obvious.
Both of them laughed.
After laughing for a while, Morien opened his mouth and said to Klein.
"By the way, let me tell you something."
"About Leonard."
"What?" Klein looked at Morien curiously.
Morien snaps his fingers and starts telling.
Afternoon.
Inside Black Thorn Security Company, in the lounge.
Leonard is sitting on the sofa, with a meal packed from the restaurant below on the small coffee table in front of him.
Nighthawks has a specially cooperated restaurant, which is not far downstairs and can provide quite good food at a very low price.
But don't worry about the taste.
I can only guarantee that people won't add anything unhealthy.
He held a spoon in his hand, scooping out rice one spoon at a time, and mixed it with the stew to eat.
He was the only one in the lounge now, but he was talking quietly as he opened and closed his mouth. He didn't know who he was talking to.
"I don't know why, but I always have an ominous premonition now."
"I always feel like I'm being stared at by countless eyes."
"But there's no one in sight----"
"You have said this many times." Pallez's old voice sounded in Leonard's mind, "Ever since you recited the Honorific Name of that Fool, you have become suspicious."
"Oh----"
Leonard sighed.
"Old Man, tell me, is that Mr. Fool really real?"
"Don't you always think that this Mr. Fool is your ally Evernight Goddess?" Pallez said with a bit of a joke.
"It's impossible for me to just believe what others say----" Leonard swallowed the food in his mouth, "Although I think this possibility is very high, I can't rule out other possibilities."
He paused and said speechlessly, "What is my image in your mind?"
"Probably the kind of idiot who, after being hit by Hunter, would curiously move over to see who was shooting." Pallez answered immediately.
In the lounge, Leonard and Pallez were silent.
After a few seconds, Leonard brought the topic back to the original question.
"Old Man, what do you think?"
The Pallez in his mind was silent for a few seconds, and he sighed, "I don't know either. If it's the one I know - he shouldn't have the energy to organize his subordinates."
"But what if----"
At this point, Pallez's voice stopped.
He thought of the way Morien used the monocle to scare him.
"Forget it, don't think too much, this is not something you can solve on your own."
"And I think your speculation actually makes sense."
"Although the process of your argument is a mess, there is no guarantee that the final answer is really right."
"Fool----"
Pallez's voice became weaker and weaker, as if he was lost in memories.
Leonard thinks Pallez said something very right.
This matter is not something he can handle.
After taking two more mouthfuls of rice, Leonard was just about to say something else.
But at this moment, a deep red light suddenly burst out in front of his eyes, catching him off guard and drowning him.
"What----"
Leonard stood up suddenly and found that towering stone pillars appeared in front of him. They stood on the boundless gray mist, supporting a magnificent palace like a giant's residence.
After he was stunned for a second, he realized that he had sat down again at some point, sitting on the side of an ancient mottled Bronze Long Table. Next to and opposite him were high-backed chairs that gave people a sense of majesty and solemnity. Behind one of the high-backed chairs on his right was a stone slab hidden behind a gray-white mist.
At the top of the mottled long table, a figure was shrouded in the rich Gray Fog, leaning back on the chair leisurely, as if looking down at everything in the world.
Could it be said?
Leonard thought that he was just discussing things about Fool with Pallez.
No----no way----
Could it be that he was heard talking about Mr. Fool behind his back?
[Unseeable God, Do not tempt God, do not criticize God].
This is the warning to Evernight believers in "Revelation of the Night".
In an instant, thoughts flashed through Leonard's mind, and he had a rough guess about his situation. As a member of the church, Beyonder, who was convinced that God truly existed, he could not resist the feelings in his heart, and subconsciously left his seat to worship the presence in front of him.
Leonard had just stood up halfway, but was immediately pushed back by some invisible force. Then a low and plain voice echoed in his ears, "You don't have to go to such trouble."
A voice came from the position high at the head of the long table.
"You can call me Mr. Fool," the figure said.
Fool----Sure enough----Leonard The heart that was originally afraid of the unknown suddenly calmed down. Although it was still worried about what would happen next, it was no longer so uneasy, no longer so restless, and no longer so thirsty.
He pressed his hand on his chest and saluted. "Dear Mr. Fool, I have always been very peaceful. I have never betrayed my oath or spread your name."
"I don't know why you summoned me this time?"
As a "Nighthawks" with many years of experience, Leonard knows very well how dangerous it is to establish contact with a hidden existence.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of someone.
Klein.
He also recited Mr. Fool and Honorific Name at that time.
This made him a little nervous, worrying that he had also been marked by this indescribable great being in front of him----
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes forcefully and used Meditation to calm down his emotions.
Don't think too much----Don't think too much----
Don't think too much when facing a great being----
At this time, he heard "Fool" shrouding Gray Fog and chuckled, "You didn't do anything wrong, and I'm not here to blame you."
Leonard relaxed a little after hearing this. He did not raise his head, but still lowered his head and asked.
"Excuse me, what do you need me to do?"
After a short interval, the voice of "Fool" sounded again, "Don't worry, maybe you will be asked to do something in the future to provide some help to some people."
Leonard breathed a sigh of relief slowly, looked around and said, "Has he, Klein·Moretti, been here like me?"
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he asked curiously.
Mr. "Fool" in Gray Fog said without much fluctuation in his tone, "Yes."
Leonard couldn't help but look around again and found that there were a total of twenty-two high-backed chairs around the mottled long table.
Corresponds to twenty-two Beyonder Pathway, or twenty-two tarot cards----
Fool----Tower----
Perhaps, this is the composition of the ranking members of Tarot Club, codenamed with different tarot cards, here----
Leonard had just started to speculate in his mind when he heard Mr. "Fool" chuckle and explain to him, "In addition to you, there are other living beings who were pulled in here for various reasons."
"They implore me to hold gatherings regularly to exchange information, buy and sell materials, trade formulas, and help each other. This can help them improve quickly and become High Sequence ers."
Tarot Club.
Leonard This word came to mind for the first time.
This should be the Tarot Club mentioned by Mr. Tower.
Fool----Tower----
Well, then there are many other names codenamed after Tarot cards.
However, this is a little different from the Tarot Club I imagined, and it is more loose----
Leonard thought for a moment.
But if you refer to the performance of Mr. Tower at that time, it seems to be expected that this organization has no airs.
At this time, "Fool" seemed to wave his hand casually and motioned to the stone slab on the right side of Leonard.
"Among them, this Blasphemy Slate is also one of the objects they have been pursuing.
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Blasphemy Slate!
Leonard was startled, and even subconsciously raised his head and looked over.
Is that Blasphemy Slate?
That is Blasphemy Slate!
Leonard's mind was surging with thoughts, and thoughts came up one after another and were quickly suppressed by him.
This----this----
Mr. Fool emphasized this to me. There must be some arrangement, right?
Maybe, I should say something now, something to let me get closer to this Blasphemy Slate----
What can I do? How can I qualify for this----
Thinking of this, he hesitated for several seconds before he plucked up the courage, looked up at Mr. Fool who was holding Above the Gray Fog high, and immediately lowered his head.
Mr. "Fool" can agree to such a request, which shows that he may be kinder than I thought.
After arriving at this Above the Gray Fog ancient palace, Leonard's spirit has been highly tense, which made his thinking much quicker than normal, and he thought of many questions.
Anyway, it has already been marked, so even if you come into contact with it some more, it shouldn't be a problem, right?
Leonard thinks so.
He considered it for a moment and asked softly, "Dear Mr. Fool", may I join this Tarot Club?
Finally took the bait.
"Fool" Klein, who was enveloped by Gray Fog, raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Okay."
I actually actually agreed.
A little smile appeared on Leonard's face, feeling more relaxed.
Only then did he relax and asked curiously, "Klein·Moretti, has he also joined Tarot Club?"
"Does he have a seat here?"
"Not yet."
Mr. "Fool" answered casually.
Really, then this time, I have become Klein's senior again----
Leonard nodded, feeling not bad.
"After you go back, remember to mention this matter to the Pallez·Zoroaster in your body, and don't try to hide it." Klein thought for a while and said.
Pallez·Zoroaster. This is the name Morien told Klein. It is the name of Parasite Angel who lives in Leonard's body.
Klein was quite shocked when he heard the news.
One Angel actually stayed by his side like this.
This time it is really "Angel has come to me".
Leonard nodded subconsciously.
It turns out that the name of Old Man is "Pallez·Zoroaster". This is the first time I heard of it----
Him?!
Mr. Fool, actually use "him" to describe Old Man?!
Leonard reacted a little slowly and was startled.
Whether it is Loenese, Intisian, Lenburgian or Hermes, which has extraordinary power, "He" referring to God is different from other third-person pronouns.
This----how is this possible----
There is actually a "He" living in my body----
However, such a great being should have no reason to deceive me.
Leonard's mind was filled with crazy thoughts, and he was so shocked that he forgot to pay attention to the fact that he finally knew about Old Man's True Name.
He hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Why do you have to tell Him?"
Although he and Pallez·Zoroaster got along well and established a certain amount of trust with each other, they still had a lot of vigilance hidden in their hearts. The reason why he took the initiative just now was because he hoped to balance the potential danger brought by the ancient Parasite by joining Mr. "Fool"'s secret party.
Immediately, he heard Mr. "Fool" laugh, "Many times, deterrence is more effective than fighting."
Deterrence is more useful than combat----Also, forced balance is likely to stimulate Old Man. No matter what, the final battlefield must be in my body, which is very detrimental to me, and deterrence can make him understand the situation clearly. Even if he has malicious intentions, he will think of another way and find another way out----
Leonard lowered his head and said, "Dear Mr. Fool, I have no problem."
Bronze Long Table The top "Fool" appeared in a deck of tarot cards, raised his finger and pointed. "They each picked a tarot card as their code name. You can also draw one."
"The cards with owners have been removed from this.
Sure enough, it's codenamed after Tarot cards----
Leonard breathed out, stretched out his right hand, and drew a card from the deck of tarot cards.
After opening it, he saw the sky full of stars and the goddess pouring holy water.
This was not in line with Leonard's taste, but since the ceremony had been completed under the witness of Mr. "Fool", he had no choice but to accept it.
Klein looked down at Leonard, showing no emotion on the surface.
"You can wait here for a while, this week's Tarot Club will be here soon." "Fool" Klein said, "This time, several members of Tarot Club have asked for leave, so the number of people will be smaller. It's just right. You don't need to recognize too many people at once."
Why does Mr. Fool also sound like I'm stupid?
Leonard thought in confusion.
Am I really stupid?
"Fool"Klein then chuckled and took back the tarot cards.
What Leonard doesn't know is that those cards are exactly the same. They have the same images, the same stars in the sky.
Each of these cards is the "Star" card.
Gray Fog fell into silence for a while, which made Leonard, who was usually used to being out of shape, a little restless.
However, this silence did not last long. Klein pulled him up at the right time, but in just a few minutes, Klein re-extended Spirituality.
He set his sights on the two Crimson Star representing Morien and Derrick.
Soon, crimson light suddenly appeared.
Two figures appeared on the right side of Leonard. Among them, Morien with a mask on his face appeared in front of Blasphemy Slate.