An unexpected visitor

Fors paused, then turned to look at the "Fool" at the head of the table. Seeing that he didn't seem to care much, the man chuckled lightly, clearly indifferent to the matter.

"Well done, Mr. Hanged Man..." Klein murmured to himself with pleasure.

There were some things that he, as the "Fool," couldn't say, and he originally intended to let the "world" speak, but unexpectedly, the "Hanged Man" took the initiative to cooperate.

"Uh, I guess so." Fors nodded Awkwardness.

Now that Calmness down, she recalls what she did and feels an urge to scream and disappear into the ground.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was unaware of her true identity, the "Justice" Audrey chuckled and teased, "Really? I think it's far more than that."

"You even gave up materials for Advancement and Sealed Artifact to save your life... Miss Magician, is he your the Lovers?"

Good heavens, Miss Justice, aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed in the future and Miss Magician will challenge you to a duel? Klein couldn't help but think to himself.

"..." Fors looked at Mr. "Fool" with pleading eyes.

While watching the drama unfold, please don't disturb... Klein remained unmoved, even somewhat amused.

The thought of the phrase "The nickname is yours, the Pound is mine" makes him feel an irresistible urge to find the other person and have a friendly chat.

How could we possibly help the "Magician" out of this predicament?

Unfortunately, this guy was quick-witted and, realizing he was being divined by someone else, immediately used powerful Anti-Divination techniques.

This led to the failure of his subsequent attempts at divination.

Fors leaned back in her high-backed chair, intending to give up and remain silent, when suddenly an idea struck her:

"Mr. Fool, may he attend the Tarot Club?"

Klein was watching the show, didn't expect that "Magician" would kick the ball back to him again.

Based on his personal feelings, he felt that this matter was not a big problem, and even preferred that the other party become his true Blessed.

Firstly, it can perfectly resolve the previous hidden dangers, preventing the two from accidentally revealing their love and damaging their God image in the future.

Secondly, his Spirituality intuition told him that the other person meant him no harm.

The previous incident at the Capim Villa, and the fact that "The Magician" allowed other members to incur large debts, can all serve as evidence for the second point.

Klein guessed that "The Magician's" resources most likely belonged to the other party.

Of course, for a "Seer," the best way to confirm is through divination. He cannot directly divine for the other person, but he can divine for himself.

Under the cover of the Gray Fog, Klein silently used the Pendulum Method.

"This person's involvement Tarot Club."

Repeated seven times in a row.

The Yellow Crystal spun rapidly, making a large counter-clockwise motion.

His gaze sharpened, and his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints!

After a few breaths, Klein pondered briefly and changed the divination phrase:

"This person harbors ill intentions towards me or the Tarot Club."

The Yellow Crystal continues to move counterclockwise.

This represents a denial!

A thought struck him, and he fell into deep thought, quickly making his own judgment.

This guy Tarot Club, but due to his own Pathway or other reasons, he might bring about negative changes.

This member is no good... Klein sighed inwardly and began to think about how to get the other party to cooperate with him through the "Magician".

At least don't be a blabbermouth and say things you shouldn't.

Amidst a flurry of thoughts, he came up with an idea, tapped the edge of the table again, and chuckled:

"The choice in this matter is not mine."

"You can ask him yourself if he'd like to Tarot Club."

The choice doesn't lie with Mr. Fool, nor with Ms. Magician... How could a friend hold such a high position among Mr. Fool's Blessed?

As soon as he finished speaking, the other members couldn't help but have similar thoughts.

Including Fors himself.

At this moment, the voice of "World" said in a low voice:

"Miss Magician, if it's convenient, could you please tell him whether we should still keep his nickname ' Gentleman Thief ' for him?"

The kindest and most virtuous Audrey was the first to look at "the world" with a puzzled expression.

Once everyone else had looked over, "The World" gave a sinister smile:

"Your guess is correct. There was more than one person at the Capim Villa that night; ' Black Emperor ' was just one of them."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized what was going on.

"Justice?" Audrey asked tentatively.

"Mr. World, are you the ' Black Emperor '? The nickname ' Gentleman Thief ' actually belongs to Miss ' Magician's' friend?"

Klein, controlling "the world," chuckled, neither denying nor admitting anything.

Then, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That should solve the problem, right?

My friend, the "Magician," is incredibly skilled at Anti-Divination; he can even block divination from the Gray Fog, so he's likely a master of divination.

If the tarot reading indicates that he's not suited to attending Tarot Club readings, this guy will definitely find a way to decline the "Magician's" invitation. Plus, with the "World's" message, as long as he's intelligent enough, he should be able to understand my goodwill and keep his mouth shut...

Actually, there's still an element of gambling involved... but it seems to be the optimal solution at the moment...

With this thought in mind, Klein, seeing that no one had any other questions, ended the impromptu gathering amidst the "Magician's " repeated apologies.

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On the surface, Lorry Rui was in a private office, but in reality, he was in another Dimension, hunched over his desk, intently crafting Anti-Divination Charm.

White Bone Ring floated, whispering advice:

"Actually, you don't need to care about what Altair said. I can tell that the silly girl cares about you quite a bit. Aren't you planning to say goodbye to her?"

Pfft!

A plume of black smoke rose, and the Charm Lorry had created turned to ashes.

He grabbed the White Bone Ring with a disgruntled expression, put it on his hand, and gently rubbed its surface. The air immediately fell silent, followed by a soft sigh.

at the same time.

Inside the residence of Fors and Hugh in the Cherwood Borough.

Using the excuse of going to an extraordinary party to ask for help, Fors knocked on the door. Hugh, who was anxiously waiting in the Living Room, immediately jumped up from the Sofa and hurried over to Door Opening.

"How's it going?"

Fors glanced apologetically at Hugh, then lowered her head sheepishly. "I have accurate information; he should still be alive."

"... real?!"

Hugh was taken aback for a moment, then instinctively felt happy for her friend. She pulled her to sit on the Sofa and asked with great interest what had happened.

Fors was hesitating about where to begin when he suddenly heard another knock on the door.

"Holy crap!"

Hugh sprang up from the Sofa and strode toward the Entryway.

Fors heard her friend gasp from there, and then saw him return with a blank expression, standing at the junction of the Entryway and the Living Room.

"What's wrong?" she asked kindly.

Hugh took two steps forward, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "See for yourself."