" The Fool " Klein gave a soft "hmm," neither denying the " The Hanged Man's" guess nor confirming that it was " Queen of Calamity " Cohinem. After all, he couldn't just pull out a gold coin and perform Divination on the spot in front of her.
Alger the Hanged Man waited a few seconds, and seeing that Mr. The Fool did not give a clear response, he quickly gave a more detailed description of the contents of his previous prayer, starting with the woman who was suspected to Queen of Calamity, Cohinem, saying that he had some Elf blood, and continuing to talk about the promise of becoming Demigod, the possible reappearance of the Western Continent, and the key to fulfilling the agreement.
After recounting the whole story, Alger shut his mouth, lowered his head, and didn't dare to directly ask Mr. " The Fool " for his opinion. He obediently waited for this great being to speak for himself.
Some Elf bloodlines... sent something from the Book of Calamity to the Western Continent... the vanished Western Continent might reappear... the Western Continent... " The Fool " Klein listened quietly, closed his eyes briefly, and said in a calm voice:
"This is dangerous, but it's also your opportunity."
He has already gained initial control of the " Sefirah Castle " and can mobilize power at the Sequence 2 Angel level, while the " Queen of Calamity " Cohinem is only at this level. Klein is quite confident in dealing with the various unexpected events brought by this Elf King.
That's why he dared to say this was the " The Hanged Man's" chance.
Of course, the prerequisite for seizing the opportunity is that the " The Hanged Man " is not reckless or impulsive, and always remembers to ask for protection. Therefore, Klein specifically emphasized that it was "very dangerous," reminding the " The Hanged Man " to pray to Mr. The Fool before taking any action.
This short sentence contained two meanings, but Klein was confident that Mr. " The Hanged Man " would understand.
Alger was overjoyed and, mimicking the word " The Sun," responded quite sincerely:
"Only believe in Mr. ' The Fool '!"
Klein felt uneasy upon hearing this, and remembering the pain of being overwhelmed by endless lightning, he could only smile and remain silent.
Alger, the " The Hanged Man," hesitated for a moment, then took the initiative to ask:
"Respected ' The Fool,' what is the incantation or password for entering the Western Continent?"
"I also want to know..." Klein, the " The Fool," sighed inwardly.
It's not the time for you to know yet.
"Yes, Mr. ' The Fool,' The Hanged Man." Alger didn't ask any further questions and bowed respectfully.
Upon returning to the real world, he immediately left the tent, took his Sailor, and, in the light of Dawn, spent some time arriving at the Elf ruins.
The scene here was exactly the same as what he had seen in his dream: withered vines covered the decaying wooden buildings, inscriptions were visible in some places, and the air was somewhat stagnant, as if no one had set foot here for a long time.
After carefully looking around, Alger suddenly thought of a question.
That is, if he truly becomes Demigod, half-human being through the " Queen of Calamity," how should he face the church?
To rebel directly and become the fifth, no, the sixth king above the Five Seas? But that would mean losing access to the Book of Calamity, unless he orchestrated some events that forced the Church to use this Sealed Artifact, which might not even be classified as "0". That would be extremely difficult, and he would have to become the " Sea King " or even the " Calamity " to have any chance of success... Hmm, he could ask the "World" for help... If he wanted to stay in the Church, he would have to give them an irresistible and compelling reason... Alger frowned slightly, not hiding his seriousness.
To the Sailor who followed him, this showed a lack of confidence in the ruins.
As his thoughts raced, Alger gradually formed some ideas:
"Many church documents record the stories of powerful individuals who became Demigod through extraordinary encounters... Two-thirds of them were corrupted by evil Devil and demons, ultimately losing their lives in the Purification process... But one-third passed the trials and became high deacons or cardinals..."
"Now that the war has fully broken out and the situation in Loen is tense, as long as no problems are found, the Church shouldn't mind having another Sequence 4 Demigod as cannon fodder... and then gradually regain their trust..."
"All of this is predicated on the premise that the ' Queen of Calamity ' did not actually attempt to corrupt me or leave any marks on me..."
"Considering the various Sealed Artifact the church possesses, one must pray for Mr. ' The Fool's ' protection beforehand... According to Miss ' Justice,' ' Angel's Embrace ' is effective in obscuring the mind and dream-like trials..."
With members of the Tarot Club already ascending to Demigod or on the verge of doing Demigod, Alger truly didn't want to be at the bottom. Just like in the church before, he had done so much to be superior to others, and now he was naturally willing to take certain risks for it.
Having made his decision, Alger immediately led the Sailor into the ruins, exploring step by step according to the route from his dream.
This time, he didn't divide his men into small teams, partly out of concern for unforeseen circumstances, and partly because he wanted them all to serve as his "witnesses."
A quarter of an hour later, Alger and his crew arrived at the giant tree whose soil showed signs of being disturbed.
Before he could even take in his surroundings, his vision blurred, and he suddenly saw a magnificent palace made of coral.
Above the palace are layers of rippling deep blue seawater, and the towering pillars support the exaggerated dome, making it both grand and magnificent, yet also gloomy and dark.
Alger glanced around and realized that all the Sailor beside him had disappeared. He immediately understood that he might have been pulled into some kind of illusion.
He took a silent breath and slowly walked into the coral palace.
There were Elf among them, some roasting fish, some adding spices to congealed animal blood, and others bringing food to their mouths with two twigs, none of them caring about the strangers who had come in.
Alger then turned his gaze to the nine-story staircase, which was over a hundred meters away.
At the top of the steps was a coral chair inlaid with sapphires, emeralds, and lustrous pearls, where the Elf King, the " Queen of Calamity," sat, looking down at Alger.
"Very good." Cohinem nodded slightly and tossed the exquisite gold goblet he had been playing with into the air.
The gentle yet strong wind cheered and supported the wine glass. Like tiny Elf, they lined up, carrying their respective items, and swiftly approached Alger.
Alger reached out and took it, then looked down and saw a pool of azure liquid inside the golden goblet—fake, dreamlike, not real enough.
"Drink it, then go to the waters near Rorsted Archipelago in the Simim Island and find this coral palace. Inside you will find whatever you desire."
"If we don't drink this 'wine,' we won't be able to see the palace?" Alger asked thoughtfully.
Although he was facing an Angel, he was still able to communicate relatively calmly because he met a great being every week and was already used to this situation.
" Queen of Calamity " Cohinem nodded and said:
"Right."
"Will this leave a mark on me?" Alger asked cautiously.
"Yes," Cohinem said in a slightly cold voice, "Therefore, before entering the Coral Palace and obtaining the necessary items, you cannot return to Passo Island, nor can you see the Angel under Leodero."
His Holiness the Pope isn't someone you can just see whenever you want... Alger breathed a sigh of relief, then asked:
"Once we obtain that item, the effects of this 'wine' will disappear?"
Elf King Cohinem of the Elves replied without any change in expression:
No, you need to consume that property directly.
"At that time, this cup of 'wine' will transform into a seal, temporarily preventing that property from eroding your body. After that, how you prepare for the ritual and how you explain it to the Church of Storms is your own business."
"Let the special characteristics belong to me first, then hold the ceremony? Perhaps this is a better way to get the church to accept it..." Alger for a moment, then raised his hand and brought the wine glass to his lips.
The icy liquid slid down his throat and disappeared in an instant. The entire coral palace shattered, and the light of Dawn and the giant tree with its remaining green reappeared before Alger's eyes.
No contract was drawn up, no oath was made to me? Hmm, drinking that "wine" is equivalent to making an agreement... Alger withdrew his gaze and said to the unsuspecting Sailor around him:
"There's nothing here, let's take a closer look."
Above the Gray Fog, inside the ancient palace.
Klein also turned his gaze away from the crimson star representing the " The Hanged Man," and nodded thoughtfully.
"That's the grave of Siatas and Mobett... that golden goblet has this kind of use..."
"It is indeed Elf King Cohinem of the Elves... What exactly is her current state? Is half of her in the Book of Calamity, and the other half hiding somewhere, influencing reality through the Golden Goblet or her own inherent characteristics?"
"Mr. ' The Hanged Man ' hasn't been contaminated yet; we'll see when he goes to the Rorsted Archipelago."
Because his main body could only sustain itself within the Historical Void for a limited time, Klein did not linger. He returned to a pitch-black wilderness, continuing to carry the Yellow Light lantern, and walked step by step toward a certain place.
As he walked, Klein turned his head and glanced at the east, the symbol of Chernobyl, and his pace involuntarily slowed down.
"Once we've gathered enough intelligence from the Dark Demonic Wolf's hiding place, we'll head east, all the way to the border. Once we've confirmed the situation, we'll consider the ' Miracle Invoker's' Beyonder Characteristic... Amon probably won't expect me to suddenly leave... He definitely knows a lot about the Dark Demonic Wolf's past and is unlikely to be conducting the same investigation as me... Hmm, but he'll definitely be tracking me..." Klein slowly exhaled and quickened his pace again.
A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the desolate wasteland, its deep black and reddish weeds, and the drizzling rain began to fall drop by drop.
Klein pulled a black umbrella out from the Historical Void, holding it in one hand and a lantern in the other, walking alone.
About a week later, the " Future " docked somewhere along the long coastline of Loen.
" Admiral of Stars," Cattleya, holding a stack of tarot cards, addressed Sailor Nina and the others:
"I'll be staying in Loen for a while. You need to keep an eye on Frank and make sure he doesn't do any strange experiments."