Backlund, North Borough.
Leonard, who had just assigned the mission to his direct squad, saw the boundless Gray Fog and heard Mr. The Fool's response.
He let out a long sigh and lowered his voice:
"It seems there are no problems."
Since Mr. The Fool was able to respond as usual and convene Tarot Gathering, it means that He has already won the battle against Amon.
That should get Klein out of his predicament too.
In Leonard's mind, Pallez Zoroast's slightly aged voice chuckled:
"Don't be so happy yet. After you enter the ' Sefirah Castle,' observe the ' The Fool ' and see if he's wearing a monocle over his right eye."
"You mean, the current ' The Fool ' might be Amon in disguise?" Leonard's eyelids twitched, and he asked quickly.
Pallez sighed and said:
"It's possible that Amon really could do something like that."
"... I'll be careful." Leonard's relaxed state of mind instantly tensed up again.
Sonia Sea, on the " Future ".
" The Fool's response took so long... Does this mean that the disappearance of 'The World' Gehrman Sparrow is related to something He was planning? It's uncertain. Perhaps the Fool's silence was spent saving Gehrman Sparrow, and now He has succeeded... He didn't mention it directly because He intended for 'The World' to tell the story at the Tarot Club?" After hearing the Fool's voice, a series of thoughts flashed through the mind of " Admiral of Stars " Cattleya.
Based on the contents of the Queen's letter, she suspected that the downfall of George III was inseparable from the interference of " The Fool," and that the earlier disappearance of "The World" Gehrman Sparrow was a continuation of this affair.
Cattleya's first reaction was to write to the " Mystery Queen " Bernadette and tell her that Gehrman Sparrow. However, after thinking about it, she restrained herself and decided to attend the afternoon's gathering, find out the details, and figure out what could and could not be said before reporting back to the queen.
"Anyway, it seems the matter is resolved." The " Admiral of Stars " breathed a sigh of relief, sat down by the window, and gazed at the azure sky.
Sonia Island, on the edge of a primeval forest.
Alger Wilson stood on a thin branch, gazing at the harbor and the blue sky not far away.
The wind swirled around him, yet it didn't disperse and affect the nearby trees.
As the illusory, grayish-white mist appeared, Alger was initially delighted, but then felt a sense of unease:
"Mr. The Fool took some time to respond... which suggests that his previous state was indeed somewhat abnormal."
"However, He has now recovered..."
"He did not respond to my request to borrow the Unshadowed Crucifix from the Sun because He discovered my temptation, discovered that hidden thought in my heart..."
"You can't do this again! Mr. The Fool only gave a simple warning this time; next time he'll likely punish you directly."
"Do not put God to the test; do not put God to the test."
As his thoughts raced, Alger lowered his head and spoke reverently:
Thank you for your kindness and tolerance.
Inside the luxurious villa of the Earl Hall in Backlund.
"Mr. ' The Fool ' didn't relay my question to Mr. 'The World'... Is it because the Tarot Club proceed as scheduled this afternoon, allowing time for discussion?" Audrey analyzed the delayed response and deduced something. "Normally, Mr. ' The Fool ' replies are very prompt, but this time it took more than fifteen minutes... Is He dealing with something else, something very important? Related to the death of George III?"
In any case, a 15-minute delay wasn't a serious problem, and Audrey quickly snapped out of her reverie, her mood improving considerably.
"We'll find out the truth from Mr. 'World' soon."
"Hopefully, this incident will not lead to any more serious consequences than triggering a full-scale war, which is currently unavoidable..."
Backlund, North Borough, beneath Saint Samuel Cathedral.
"' The Fool ' didn't say he would help me..." Emlyn White held a glass of red liquid, his brow furrowing slightly.
He then immediately began to interpret the symbolic meaning of this response from another perspective:
"Mr. ' The Fool ' specifically emphasized that the afternoon Tarot Club proceed as scheduled. Is he trying to tell me that the chance to escape this predicament lies with a certain member? Could it still be that ' The Star ' again?"
"Well, anyway, I should be able to leave here this week."
Because Emlyn was being held in protective custody behind the Chanis Gate of Saint Samuel Cathedral, it was unlikely that anything that happened in the outskirts of Backlund would affect him, and it was also unlikely that he could suddenly escape and go to the place with the ruins of the " Blood Emperor." Therefore, when Klein Psychological Suggestion the other members last week, he omitted him.
City of Silver, the Berg family.
Upon hearing Mr. The Fool's response, Derrick jumped out of bed, his excitement evident.
Mr. The Fool has not disappeared! Mr. The Fool has not abandoned City of Silver like the Creator!
He paced back and forth a few times, then immediately prepared to rush out of the room to the Twin Towers and tell the Chief the good news.
But the growth over the past year has left a distinct mark on Derrick. He eventually calmed down and decided to attend the Tarot Gathering, receive the promise of blessing, and then go to find the Chief.
"Perhaps, this period of silence is a test from Mr. ' The Fool ' for me, for the Chief, and for City of Silver, to see if we will quickly turn to the ' Fallen Creator '..." Derrick's thought patterns had taken on a " The Hanged Man " flavor since some point.
Of course, he didn't have any ulterior motives because of this. In his mind, it was perfectly normal for gods to test believers. The Creator had left behind many similar legends.
After finishing his thoughts, Derrick still couldn't sit still and continued pacing back and forth in the room.
He was looking forward to the Tarot Club in the "afternoon" more than ever before.
--In City of Silver, in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, afternoon is a relatively abstract concept because there are not enough markers to define it. They can only barely define day and Evernight by the amount of lightning, and cannot make any further subdivisions.
Inside a two-bedroom rental house in Backlund, East Borough.
"Ha." Fors couldn't help but laugh out loud after receiving a response from Mr. The Fool.
As a bestselling Author, she possesses a rich imagination, and during the time that Mr. The Fool remained unresponsive, she had already woven one terrifying story after another into her mind:
Mr. The Fool sacrificed his own life to ensure the defeat of George III;
Mr. The Fool's plot was discovered by the gods, and he was besieged.
Mr. The Fool's old wounds have recurred, and he has fallen back into a deep sleep. "The World," Gehrman Sparrow, is left unattended and is being hunted by his enemies...
These stories develop differently, but they all end in the same way: Fors herself falls back into the " Full Moon Ravings " and loses control, becoming Monster.
"Hoo... "Fors exhaled, smiling broadly at Hugh.
"I only realized today that Mr. ' The Fool ' is the most important man in my heart, uh, that Him."
"More importantly, you need to become Demigod as soon as possible and completely get rid of the Full Moon Curse," Hugh replied earnestly.
After Tarot Club, she learned about her friend's true situation.
"Hmm!" Fors nodded, her smile unchanged, and said, "Anyway, I need to have a drink to celebrate!"
Above the Gray Fog, inside the " Sefirah Castle ".
After calming down, Klein restored his spiritual state through Cogitation.
"When you first start Cogitation, you need to imagine something that doesn't exist in this world to replace the things in your mind, so that you can truly enter Cogitation. At that time, my first reaction was to sketch intercontinental ballistic missiles on Earth, but I failed... Hehe, I didn't think much about it at the time, but now it seems that this may have explained something... It's not that it doesn't exist in this world, but it has been lost in the Fog of History..." Klein rubbed his temples, naturally recalling a past event.
He immediately composed himself, intending to obtain the " Miracle Invoker " Potion recipe before the Tarot Club.
--At this moment, Amon is patiently guarding the place where he died. He can only stay in the " Sefirah Castle " and has nothing else to do.
After considering his options, Klein reached out from outside the ancient palace and, from his elevated position, pulled out an item from the Historical Void within the gray-white mist.
It was a notebook with a cover made of cardboard, completely stained black.
Antigonus Family Notebook!
"As expected... It's not derived from ' Uniqueness,' but rather has a trace of the power of that half ' The Fool ' from the Antigonus Family..." Klein sighed and tossed the notebook onto the bronze table in front of him.
Because the contents of this notebook are likely problematic, he does not intend to interpret the Sequence 2 " Miracle Invoker " Potion recipe from it; he only uses it as a medium for Divination.
Immediately afterwards, Klein conjured paper and pen and wrote down a Divination statement:
"The Original owner of this notebook."
After putting down his pen, picking up his paper and notebook, Klein leaned back in his chair and quietly repeated the words he had just written.
After repeating it seven times, he entered a hazy dream and saw a mountain peak stretching into the white clouds, and a dilapidated, majestic palace at the top of the mountain, separated from reality by a transparent boundary.
Inside the palace, moss and weeds grew in many places. At the very top stood a huge stone chair, its surface inlaid with dull gems and gold. In the center, countless transparent worms huddled together, slowly writhing and growing wildly, extending out slippery tentacles covered with patterns.
Unlike before, this time Klein saw the " Monster " directly and clearly saw its specific appearance.
Suddenly, the palace above the Gray Fog began to shake violently, and Klein's figure was thrown straight up, suspended in mid-air.
The next second, his spirit collapsed into wriggling " Worm of Spirit " that crawled all over the ground.
The " Sefirah Castle " then trembled, everything returned to normal, and Klein's spirit body was re-formed.
He sat in the " The Fool's " seat, rubbed his temples, and gave a wry smile.
"Truly a ' Uniqueness ' half- 'The Fool '..."
After muttering to himself, Klein briefly recalled the events, picked up his pen, and Record down the knowledge he had gained from observing the Mythical Creature:
Sequence 2: Miracle Invoker.
Main materials: One heart of the Dark Demonic Wolf ( God of Wishes ), or other Beyonder Characteristic of a ' Miracle Invoker '.
"Auxiliary materials: 300 ml of Dark Demonic Wolf blood, one ' Worm of Time ', and one ' Worm of Star '."
Promotion Ceremony: Bringing a Forgotten History Back to the Present Day
P. S.: Lately, I've been getting private messages from readers telling me not to worry about the comments and to calmly write what I want to write. Actually, I've been very calm and haven't panicked at all. On one hand, I was prepared for a significant drop in subscriptions and was seriously trying to write this storyline and the revelation well. On the other hand, I'm also grateful to everyone for not forgetting to subscribe automatically while waiting for the story to unfold. Subscriptions not only didn't drop, they actually increased.
To be honest, if I saw this kind of plot myself, I would also let it sit for a while before reading it all at once. Who knew that during this period, the number of subscriptions mostly stayed around 53,000, which is a fairly high level. After summoning Zaratul, it rose all the way up. The two chapters about Chernobyl and Little Klein's suicide saw subscriptions break 60,000 in 24 hours, which is also a Record on the Qidian platform. Well, for me, the most important thing is not the data, but that it has verified some of my ideas about creation. At least, my understanding of a certain branch of plot tension seems to be correct so far.