Fors's Wild Speculations
"Would you like to go to Gray Fog Space for a divination?"
Klein showed a hesitant expression and looked up at the time on the clock.
Immediately, he decided to go out and pretend to be looking for Daisy to clear away the suspicions, and wait until he came back in the evening to divine the matter.
At the same time.
Lorry returned from Constant City dusty.
He closed the door of the office tightly, arranged the Wall of Spirituality to isolate the sound, and took out the White Bone Ring from his pocket with great enthusiasm:
"Old Gentleman, all the materials you want have been purchased.
"Seal Sealed Artifact and Beyonder Characteristic, and Charm of Anti-Divination..."
White Bone Ring floated to the table and said in a deep voice:
"To tell you these two pieces of knowledge, the chance of accumulating blood by absorbing "Solar High Priest" and "Weapon Master" will be eliminated.
"If you plan to ask me to take action again, you need to pay the corresponding price.
"Are you sure?"
Lorry nodded slightly with a bitter expression:
"OK.
"I haven't concentrated on studying for a long time, so this is good."
Capim Case is different from the death of Hayes, and the value of "Knight's Hand" is far from comparable to "Sure-Hit Revolver". To put it simply, this matter is too big.
In case "Mandated Punishers" or MI9 asks someone for fortune telling...
Klein has Card of Blasphemy and Gray Fog, which can be Anti-Divination, but Meimei Invisibility, doesn't he become the one who takes the blame for this "Fool"?
That picture is terrifying to think about.
"Well, you go and prepare to accept the ceremony of Sacrifice." The old voice was brisk, as if he saw a student who had gone astray and repented.
"Okay." Lorry nodded gently and glanced at the ground not far away from the corner of his eye.
Albert has black fur all over his body and a look of despair on his dog's face. He is looking at an open Grammar Book book with dull eyes.
Phew... The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and he turned around and walked towards the locker.
Cherwood Borough, Fors and Xiu's residence.
The two ladies finished watching today's Newspaper, eating Breakfast and discussing in low voices.
"Fors, why hasn't that guy come to see you recently?" Xio swallowed the Desi Pie in his mouth and looked up at his roommate opposite.
--That guy is her reference to Lorry.
"What do you mean?" Hearing this Fors immediately became alert.
Last night, she already knew about Capim's murder from the other party's mouth, but her understanding of the scene was not as detailed as Newspaper's introduction.
Moreover, the report clearly gave the nicknames Gentleman Thief and "Black Emperor".
This makes Fors quite confused.
Before seeing this nickname, she had always guessed that the matter might be related to the Tarot gatherings she attended every Monday, and she suspected that a certain member was responsible.
But Gentleman Thief... Thinking of this, Fors couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Don't be so sensitive..." Quinn mumbled a little apologetically, "I'm just being nice and have no intention of selling that guy."
"Gentleman Thief"Black Emperor", isn't it him?"
"You also know what he did when East Borough digested Potion. Gentleman Thief's nickname was given to him by the people of East Borough."
"Only this time there are more "Black Emperor"."
"It's not him." Fors denied without hesitation with a straight face.
If it's not, it's not, what's the matter... Xiu muttered in her heart angrily, and whispered, "Okay Fors, I'll just pretend that I didn't take this mission."
"I hate that Human Trafficker anyway, is this okay?"
Fors pursed his lips slightly and nodded.
She chewed Desi Pie in despair, unable to taste it at all.
Because she suddenly remembered something.
That's the Mountain Estate at Eastern Southern Suburbs, Falk.
When I asked him to help me pay attention to "Trickmaster" Formula, he once said something in a joking tone:
"Your face tells me that your destiny will take a turn for the better soon, and everything after that will go very smoothly."
If you go back in time, maybe you will actually be able to turn around in time!
The hard-looking "Trickmaster" Formula was found!
Full Moon Ravings's nightmare is also solved!
And he asked Xio to tell him:
"When there is no way out, you might as well try to pray to God."
Not long after, I almost lost control on the night of the blood moon. I recited Mr. "Fool"'s Honorific Name, and then joined Tarot Club!
Could it be that he is already a member of Tarot Club and has been hinting to me intentionally or unintentionally, leading me to join this Concealment organization that God personally watched?!
Are we members of the same Concealment organization?
That's it!
No wonder he felt comfortable letting "Sun" buy the precious Potion Formula on credit, and he didn't seem to worry about the other party changing his mind at all.
Right! Everything is right!
"Fors, are you okay?" Xio looked worriedly at her friend who suddenly laughed out loud, worried that the other person's spirit had been stimulated in some way.
"Ahem, I'm fine." Fors came back to his senses and explained with a dry smile:
"Just remembering a happy thing."
At the same time, she thought in her heart:
The next step is to find an opportunity to verify this matter. But I can't ask him, lest I make a mistake and cause inexplicable disaster to him.
Well... I can ask Mr. "Fool" for advice during the full moon.
He is the superior God. If you don't want to answer, you can completely ignore me. Even if it is Misunderstanding, it doesn't matter. I did not leak Tarot Club.
Hugh, and him... neither.
Sigh... I really don't want to deceive them anymore... I don't know when I will have the authority to invite new members...
Wouldn't it be too abrupt to ask directly...
Evening, Gray Fog Space.
"The divination failed..."
Klein frowned slightly, his expression not particularly surprised or disappointed.
He sighed and decided not to care about this matter anymore. Anyway, he had made sufficient preparations in advance and there would be no trace of him.
At the same time.
In Ceramics Factory's independent house, Lorry, who was learning the grammar of Intisian and Loenese with Albert and a dog, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
A series of crackling sounds sounded from him.
Two minutes later, Lorry took out the densely packed Charm fragments from his pocket and whispered with lingering fear, "Fortunately, I prepared Anti-Divination's Charm..."
"There's no need to go out these days, just stay here to avoid the limelight..."
Sunday morning, 15 Minsk Street.
Klein was eating Breakfast while watching Newspaper, waiting for the Mike reporter to come to the door.
He opened "Backlund Morning Post" and saw the headline on the front page. "Mr. Raven, a well-known writer, commissioned this newspaper to issue a statement..."
"Damn! This big liar still wants to deceive people, but it's a pity...
"You can't fool me!"
Klein Thinking of the previous "Young Roselle" and "Great Detective Sherlock", I suddenly felt unlucky. I put down "Backlund Morning Post" and picked up "Backlund Post".
The best way not to be deceived is to ignore it!
However...
"Mr. Raven, a well-known writer, commissioned this newspaper to issue a statement..."
He took a deep breath and changed to "Tussock Newspaper".
"Mr. Raven, a well-known writer, commissioned this newspaper to issue a statement..."
"Backlund Daily"!
"Mr. Raven, a well-known writer, commissioned this newspaper to issue a statement..."
You tm...Klein took a deep breath, threw all the Newspaper subscriptions aside, and planned to enjoy Breakfast for once.