A Beyonder Characteristic Shopping Spree
A true god?!
Beneath the Gray Fog, Klein, who had rarely lost his composure since Advancement "The Clown," was completely unable to control his micro-expressions.
Not counting ancient eras that have been submerged in the long river of history, and a few Evil God whose status is unknown, there are only seven such beings!
Leodero is actually the name of a true god!
In an instant, he was shaken to his core, fearing that the indiscriminate attack the "Magician" had spoken of would descend upon this Gray Fog World at any moment.
After three or four heartbeats, nothing happened.
Klein then exhaled silently, controlling the "world" dummy to make a complex expression of horror, astonishment, and fear.
Fors chuckled inwardly, narrowing his eyes in satisfaction.
I thought Mr. "World" could always remain Coldness and composed, but it turns out he has moments of fear too... He's not much better than I was when I saw the reply... She muttered to herself, straightening her back slightly and looking "World" up and down with interest.
"It, no! What is God name?" Klein, controlling the "World" dummy, spoke in a deep, awe-inspiring voice.
Fors slightly raised his chin and said in a calm voice:
"Lord of Storms." Klein, who was currently at sea, couldn't help but twitch his lips again, worried that the "Mandated Punishers" squad's Gas Meter would appear right after the Tarot Club ended.
He composed himself and had "the world" deliberately ask:
"The Real Name of a God is an absolute Concealment, even among the highest levels of the church. How did you find out about this?"
"Also, I'm not at Sequence 5 yet, how do I determine if it's valid?"
After saying that, he focused his attention and stared intently at the "Magician" lady, hoping to find some clues from her emotions and actions.
"Whether it's valid or not, you can wait until after Sequence 5 to determine." Similar questions were written in the letter, and Fors quickly gave his answer without hesitation.
She paused slightly and then smiled:
As for how he knew...
"He didn't say, and I didn't ask. But I guess, since he's Blessed of Mr. ' Fool,' it must be from His teachings?"
As she spoke, she turned her head to look at the head of the Bronze Long Table, as if seeking advice.
You idiot... It wasn't me, I didn't do it, don't talk nonsense. I don't even know myself, how could I possibly teach it to my Blessed...
Bah! What kind of Blessed? He's a complete imposter... At this moment, "Fool" Klein desperately wanted to sever ties with his "Blessed." He let out a silent breath, trying to keep his voice calm as usual, and chuckled softly as he said:
He is my "Blessed," but he also has his own life experiences.
The implication is:
This has nothing to do with me, don't try to make me take the blame!
No sooner had he finished speaking than Klein had a sudden inspiration, realizing that this was a perfect opportunity to rectify his previous mistake, and so he said in a calm tone:
"If you're curious, I can introduce you two."
This was said to the dummy figure of "the world".
Fors blinked, recalling their last meeting. Seeing that "The World" didn't seem to intend to speak, she mustered her courage and asked:
"Mr. Fool, he doesn't know Mr. World?"
Klein smiled and said:
I think I already gave the answer.
"They are my ' Blessed,' but they also have their own lives." Then, he controlled the "world" dummy to add in a hoarse voice:
"I do know a few Blessed of Mr. Fool in the Real World, but your friend is not among them."
That time was the first time we met.
"I see..." Fors nodded slowly, then said nothing more.
"Alright, everyone's been waiting for you." Klein tapped the long table lightly, and the shield was lifted amidst the thanks of the two members.
I'm really curious about what kind of method it is... "Justice" Audrey's gaze swept over the silent "world," and she couldn't help but have this thought.
Then he felt a pang of regret; according to Fors, it seemed that even if he knew this method, he couldn't use it.
Amidst these complex emotions, she heard Fors's voice again:
"Gentlemen, I need some Beyonder Characteristic for research and would appreciate your help. Here is the list."
Beyonder Characteristic? Some? Audrey curiously took the paper handed to her, her gaze momentarily fixed on it.
Horn of the Unicorn Pegasus, Spirit Eater's Stomach, Human-faced Rose, Heart of the Shadow Lizard... Uh, I remember the Horn of the Unicorn Pegasus is the Main Ingredient for "Apothecary," the Spirit Eater's Stomach seems to be the Main Ingredient for "Trickmaster," and I've never heard of Human-faced Rose or Heart of the Shadow Lizard...
There's absolutely no pattern to it. What is Fors buying all this for? Is she planning to stew it? Her thoughts wandered as she pondered this. Just then, she heard Fors add, "You don't need to bother with the auxiliary ingredients; the main ones are Main Ingredient."
"The Sun" Derrick was the first to raise his hand:
"My current contributions are enough to exchange for the Spirit Eater's Stomach."
"I can get my hands on Horn of the Unicorn Pegasus," said "The Hermit" Cattleya immediately. "Two hundred pounds each. How many do you need?"
Alger, the "Hanged Man," then asked:
"You can give me the Heart of the Shadow Lizard, blood, and scales."
"One will do." Fors answered the "Hermit's " question, then quickly thanked the "Hanged Man" and the "Sun."
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, "Moon" Emlyn spoke up.
This shows how important it is to have good interpersonal relationships... If it weren't for the "Magician" lady always generously offering discounts, everyone wouldn't have been so enthusiastic...
"The Fool" Klein sat at the head of the Bronze Long Table, smiling as he watched the members of the gathering, while "The World" also joined the conversation.
He recently came across the "Adventurers' Mutual Aid Society" channel.
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Monday, dusk.
At the boundary between the Berserk Sea and the Fog Sea, a golden sailboat reflects shimmering golden light under the setting sun.
In the Third Mate's room, Lorry sat by the window, carefully reading the letter that the "Messenger" lady had just delivered, a slight smile on his face, his gaze gentle.
After a long while, he folded the letter, put it away, and closed his eyes slightly.
A flash of light.
A white dove cooed as it flew out of the window, soaring over the tall mast of the "Golden Dream" and spreading its wings to fly over the azure sea.
It headed straight for the deserted island it had just passed, quickly shrinking into a black dot.
A moment later.
Lorry gently stroked the White Bone Ring and quickly disappeared from the room.
The next second, his figure was outlined inch by inch on the beach of the deserted island, and a white dove was quietly watching from a treetop not far away.