In a two-bedroom apartment in Baekeland's East Borough.
Fors was holding a fountain pen and writing on an open piece of paper.
This was a letter to her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham. She told him that due to a certain danger, she had no choice but to move out of her original residence. She also told him not to send her previous letter there again. If she did, she had to change her address as soon as possible. It was best if she even changed her identity.
After writing a bunch of words, Fors put down the fountain pen, folded the letter, stuffed it into an envelope, and stuck a stamp on it.
Then, she changed into her clothes for going out, took the letter, and left the room.
She didn't really want to go out, but this was her new residence. Ignoring all kinds of alcoholic beverages, there wasn't even coffee beans, instant coffee, black tea leaves, the newspapers of the day, the latest magazines, or books.
For these, she had no choice but to personally send the letter and go out of East Borough to do some shopping.
As for Xio, she had long gone out. She wanted to send the matter of "Viscount Stratford's true loyalty is to the king" back to her rented apartment. She wanted to see if she could force Shermane's overseer to take action.
Seriously, the fear after the matter was so intense that I nearly forgot to write to Teacher. If I had done it earlier, I could've gotten Xio to send it together … Fors wore a bonnet with a veil draped over it, walked down the slightly dark stairs, and walked all the way to the bottom before walking out of the apartment.
This was one of the borderlands of East Borough. The residents were mainly skilled workers and low-level managers. The public security here was relatively good, and there were even paperboys around.
Fors listened to the occasional jingle of the bell as she slowly walked down the street.
At this moment, a postman stopped his bicycle, took out a stack of newspapers from his bag, and entered the apartment beside it.
Fors casually glanced at it and discovered that the top of the stack of newspapers was News at Sea.
People here actually subscribe to such newspapers? Their jobs are related to maritime trade? Fors retracted her gaze and muttered in surprise.
However, this wasn't something worth paying attention to. After seeing the mailbox on the street, she quickly walked over.
The postman entered the apartment, found a few targets from the rows of mailboxes, and stuffed the corresponding newspapers into them.
Not long after he left, one of the boxes was opened and the newspaper inside was taken out.
The person who took out the newspaper walked up to the third floor, opened one of the rooms, sat on a simple reclining chair, and began to read while swaying.
Beside the reclining chair was a black wooden table, on which were stacked messily with newspaper after newspaper.
Some of these newspapers were neatly folded with the front page facing up, while others were asymmetrically bent to reveal one of the pages. They all displayed the corresponding report:
"Breaking news! "Crazy adventurer becomes a wanted criminal," "Crazy adventurer reappears, an unbelievable hunt," "The man closest to the king of the sea, an adventurer worth 90,000 pounds," "The story of German Sparrow and the three female pirate admirals," "Famous battle, German Sparrow assassinates Vice Admiral Ailment late at night …"
…
Not long after Fors finished her shopping and returned to her rental apartment, Xio also ended her trip and returned.
They had such a tacit understanding because it was already Monday, and three o 'clock in the afternoon was approaching.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
As the nearby cathedral bell reverberated, a crimson light surged in front of Fors and Xio's eyes like a tidal wave.
Within the grand and majestic palace, numerous figures appeared one after another and condensed into form beside an ancient mottled long table.
As usual, Audrey stood up first and faced the end of the long bronze table. She lifted her skirt and bowed.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."
Miss Justice is still in a rather low mood … From the looks of it, she's still affected by the news from last night … The Fool Klein nodded indiscernibly and responded to the greetings of the Tarot members.
At this moment, Audrey, who wasn't in a good mood, was the first to discover that there was a bronze cross on Mr. Fool's right hand.
Where did this cross come from? For Mr. Fool to place it on the table, it's at least an item at the level of a Card of Blasphemy … Who did it come from? What's its use? Questions quickly surfaced in Audrey's mind, making her unable to contain her curiosity.
This was the first time Mr. Fool had placed an item that wasn't a Card of Blasphemy in front of him!
Following that, The Hanging Man Alger, The Hermit Cattleya, and the other Tarot members also noticed the bronze cross that was much more eye-catching than the cards. Just like Miss Justice, they couldn't help but guess the origins, level, and use of the item.
Among them, Sun Derrick vaguely felt an invisible summoning as he felt that the bronze cross was attracting him over.
He then recalled a basic rule that was mentioned in many of the courses in the City of Silver:
Law of Beyonder characteristics convergence!
This is a high-level Sealed Artifact of the Sun pathway? Derrick suddenly came to a realization.
Magicians Fors and Xio recognized the bronze cross as the Sealed Artifact they had sacrificed. Their pupils dilated slightly, as though they wanted to see it more clearly.
Mr. Fool places so much importance on this item? I-it's more important than what Xio and I imagined? Fors was taken aback and couldn't hide her curiosity.
When it came to matters involving deities, her thoughts would never develop in the direction of romance.
Xio and Fors had similar thoughts, but they didn't say a word. They felt that Miss Justice would definitely take the initiative to ask about such matters.
And just as Audrey was about to raise her hand slightly, The Hermit Cattleya closed her eyes and turned around to face the end of the long bronze table.
Before she bowed and spoke, The Fool Klein suddenly chuckled.
"Don't worry. The pair of glasses I conjured can seal your Eye of Mystery Prying."
He knew very well that Ma 'am Hermit had already pushed open the door to becoming a demigod and obtained godhood, becoming a Mysticologist.
On the one hand, this was because Admiral of Stars Cattleya had held the ritual. Before consuming the potion, she had prayed to The Fool, hoping that she could advance under "His" watch. This way, even if she ultimately didn't succeed, she would be blessed and wouldn't lose control or go crazy. She could then think of a way to expel the excess characteristics and start all over again.
Regarding this matter, Klein actually didn't have much confidence. This was because he had never attempted it before, and his divination didn't provide any effective answers. However, he still agreed to Ma 'am Hermit's request. He believed that if she failed and didn't die, it would definitely be thanks to Mr. Fool. If she lost control or went crazy, then she wouldn't have to care if Mr. Fool was a cheat. In short, Klein's main goal was to give her a certain level of confidence and confidence, allowing her state to be more conducive for her advancement. After all, Admiral of Stars couldn't find any other existence to provide her with such blessings.
After witnessing Ma 'am Hermit successfully advance to a demigod, Klein heaved a sigh of relief as he lampooned inwardly.
At times, it's easier to act as a god than a human. When believers encounter danger, there are usually two outcomes. One is to live, and the other is to die. If they live, they will naturally be blessed by a deity. If they die, no one will care about their thoughts …
On the other hand, after becoming a demigod, he could use more of the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog. This allowed The Fool Klein to easily see the Astral Projection states of the Tarot members, and from there, he could read their current Beyonder pathways and Sequence levels.
Cattleya, who had taken the initiative to seal the Eye of Mystery Prying, heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that.
She respectfully said, "Honorable Mr. Fool, there's a page of Rosell The Great's diary this time."
There's a page of Rosell The Great's diary? She's done with Queen Mystic? But there aren't any abnormal changes in Baekeland … Hmm, no one noticed Amon's invasion of Böklund Street or the demigod battle at Maygur Manor … The Fool Klein nodded without batting an eyelid.
"Alright, you can think of a question or request."
As he spoke, The Hanging Man, Alger, Audrey, and company acutely understood a piece of information from the conversation.
Ma 'am Hermit had been worried that the glasses she conjured wouldn't be able to seal her Eye of Mystery Prying, and she had never had such a worry in the many gatherings she had before.
This means that Ma 'am Hermit's Eye of Mystery Prying has been greatly enhanced … Hmm, why would there suddenly be such a huge improvement? S-she has advanced to a demigod? Our Tarot has a second demigod member? Audrey made the connection to Cattleya's purchase of a Mythical Creature's blood and immediately had a guess.
She swept her gaze across the male members opposite her and discovered that Mr. The Hanging Man's sitting posture had subconsciously changed. He was a little defensive, as though he knew that Ma 'am Hermit had become a demigod. Little Sun's gaze was still fixed on the bronze cross without any reaction. Mr. Emlyn was a few seconds late as he looked up at Ma' am Hermit. Mr. Star was similar to Little Sun, but his eyes were a little empty, as though he was waiting for the diary session to end.
"Honorable Mr. Fool, can this question be accumulated for the next time?" At this moment, Cattleya replied.
Accumulated for the next time … This is because Queen Mystic still doesn't wish to be affected? Then, why did she suddenly provide another diary page? What did she prophesize? In order to maintain his image as The Fool, Klein didn't ask why as he nodded gently.
"Sure."
Cattleya didn't say anything else as she conjured the diary page and watched it flash into Mr. Fool's hand.
Klein casually scanned it and saw most of the contents.
"19th July, the night of the Blood Moon.
"Mr. Door's answer has allowed me to confirm one thing. In that ancient secret organization, the second Blasphemy Slate I saw wasn't complete!"
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