"Damn, that sounded like a god's honorific name. Teacher said we mustn't casually recite a god's honorific name. I'm screwed!" Luo Lin's expression was anxious and helpless, as if he had never caused such a huge disaster before. Naturally, it was all an act.
After all, if Xio could carelessly recite The Fool's honorific name by accident, then it would not be strange for Jack Jones—simple-minded and always quicker to speak than to think—to cause such a disaster, would it?
When Luo Lin had created the persona of "Jack Jones," he had already planned for this day.
Meanwhile, in Tingen—
As Klein listened to the unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar prayer by his ear and carefully identified its owner, his expression became subtly strange.
He understood the logic, but he had only asked Miss Justice to find a way to tell Jack The Fool's honorific name. How had this guy ended up reciting it?
Could it be that his mouth was faster than his brain, and he had instinctively read it aloud the moment he saw it... Klein's expression suddenly became even stranger, because he realized this really was something Luo Lin could do.
Given the other party's personality, accidentally reciting an evil god's name was simply too reasonable!
Thinking of this, Klein did not know what to say for a moment. However, he truly had no way to go above the gray fog and check the situation right now—today just happened to be Klein's turn to guard the Charnis Gate.
Since meeting with Luo Lin, Mr. Azik, and the others last time, Klein had experienced many things in just a few days. For example, he had attended his sister's classmate's birthday dinner, resolved a dark divination incident at the dinner, discovered Hainess Fanenson, who was suspected to be a member of the Aurora Order, through the dark divination incident, and then learned that the man had died suddenly after the captain went to investigate him.
Klein had also completed the task required to become a full Nighthawk, officially becoming a member of the Nighthawks team. He had begun combat lessons, discovered a new prayer above the gray fog, and convened the fourth Tarot Club gathering.
Because of Mr. Azik's words, Klein had specifically divined the disharmony in his fate above the gray fog. After obtaining a clue related to red chimneys, he had commissioned a detective to investigate, only to later unexpectedly encounter a cloth merchant connected to Hainess Fanenson.
As a result, the man had suddenly lost control and turned into a monster for some unknown reason. Klein could only kill him in self-defense and obtain the formula for the Clown Potion from him.
Then, while guarding the Charnis Gate today, he heard Luo Lin's prayer. Honestly, even Klein himself felt that the events of the past few days were fucking absurd when he looked back on them.
If his fate had not been interfered with, he would eat this Misfortune Doll on the spot... Wait, the Misfortune Doll?
Klein's gaze fell upon the Charnis Gate, which had somehow opened a crack. He met the Misfortune Doll's eyes as it poked out half its body. The instant his gaze landed on the note clenched in the doll's hand and he saw the pattern on it, before he could do anything, the doll was dragged back into the darkness behind it, and the Charnis Gate closed again.
Klein's expression changed drastically. He returned to the guardroom almost without hesitation and pulled the alarm to summon help.
The matter of the Misfortune Doll was naturally only a minor interlude and ultimately did not bring about any real changes. After finishing his shift, Klein returned home. Once he went above the gray fog and dealt with the Misfortune Doll's matter, he discovered another new prayer.
This prayer did not belong to the Luo Lin Klein knew, but to a stranger he had encountered over the past few days. Because the other party used Giant Language, Klein could barely understand what he was saying and could only make out a few key words. Thus, he decided to observe for a while longer and wait until he had learned Giant Language and could understand the other party before deciding what to do.
Klein's attention then turned to the disturbance representing a prayer from someone outside the Tarot Club. After touching it, he discovered that the prayer indeed belonged to Luo Lin.
In the image, Luo Lin was anxiously pacing around the room, occasionally grabbing at his hair, looking like someone who had caused a terrible disaster.
"So it really was you!" Klein did not know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at the rarely anxious Luo Lin in the image, he even briefly felt the mischievous urge to pull him above the gray fog.
But after thinking about it for a while, Klein ultimately did not do so and chose not to respond.
After all, he had no plans to bring Jack into the Tarot Club for the time being.
"Hm? This feeling of being watched... Has Mr. Fool finally remembered to answer my prayer? But he didn't pull me above the gray fog. Looks like Mr. Fool doesn't intend to let me join the Tarot Club!" Luo Lin, who was intently acting, muttered to himself inwardly before suddenly growing eager to try:
"So, should I unmask The Fool? That should be pretty entertaining, right!"
"No, no. I have to follow the persona. As a simple college student, Jack Jones has no reason to somehow discover that Klein is The Fool."
"Let me think. I'll implement the second plan first. If that still doesn't work, then I can only have Lucifer unmask The Fool." Countless thoughts flashed through Luo Lin's mind, yet he did not stop acting. He continued portraying a simple college student who had caused a huge disaster.
After acting for a while, Luo Lin finally revealed a self-abandoning expression and said, "Forget it. Whatever happens, happens. If you've got the ability, then kill me." He looked completely resigned.
He threw himself onto the bed, wanting to sleep soundly, yet he tossed and turned without being able to fall asleep, perfectly portraying a college student who had given up but could not truly lie flat.
A few days later, out of curiosity about Luo Lin's reaction, Klein deliberately took time in the evening to visit Luo Lin's residence. There, he saw Luo Lin, who appeared normal but looked slightly weary around the eyes.
"Klein, good evening!" Luo Lin greeted him with a smile, then could not help yawning. This was not an act; he had stayed up late at night these past few days studying various mystical subjects and had barely slept, so of course he was tired.
"Good evening, Teacher Jack," Klein replied. After considering it, he probingly asked, "I heard you stayed in Backlund for several days this time. Did you gain anything?"
Luo Lin's expression suddenly stiffened. Looking at Klein with a miserable face, he said, "I think I caused a huge disaster."
"What huge disaster?" Although Klein already knew what Luo Lin was about to say, he still put on a confused and worried expression.
"I accidentally recited an evil god's honorific name, and it seemed to be The Fool we've been investigating all along." Luo Lin sighed as he said, "Do you think I'm about to die?"
"Not necessarily, not necessarily!" Seeing how dejected he was, Klein hurriedly comforted him. "You know, I provoked The Fool too, and aren't I still alive and well? The Fool might not necessarily be an evil god."
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