Baekeland, North Borough.
Leonard, who had just arranged the mission for his team, saw the endless gray fog and heard Mr. Fool's response.
He heaved a long sigh of relief and suppressed his voice.
"From the looks of it, there aren't any problems."
Since Mr. Fool could give feedback like normal and convene a Tarot Gathering, it meant that "He" had already won against Amon.
This way, Klein would likely be able to escape his predicament.
In Leonard's mind, Pallez Zoroast's slightly-aged voice scoffed, "Don't be happy so early.
After you enter Sefirah Castle, observe The Fool and see if 'His' right eye is wearing a monocle. "
"Y-you're saying that the present Fool might be Amon in disguise?" Leonard's eyelids twitched as he hurriedly asked.
Pallez sighed and said, "I can't rule out this possibility.
"We can't rule out this possibility. Amon really can do such a thing."
"… I'll take note." Leonard's relaxed mind instantly tensed up again.
…
On the Sonia Sea, on the Future.
Mr. Fool actually took so long to respond … Does this mean that The World's German Sparrow's disappearance has something to do with what "He" is plotting? I can't be sure. Perhaps Mr. Fool's lack of response was to save German Sparrow. And now, "He" has succeeded … "He" didn't directly mention this matter because "He" plans on letting The World narrate it on the Tarot? After Mr. Fool's voice sounded in her ears, thoughts flashed through Cattleya's mind.
With the contents of the Queen's letter, she suspected that George III's death had something to do with Mr. Fool's interference. The disappearance of The World's German Sparrow was also a continuation of this matter.
Cattleya's first reaction was to write to Queen Mystic Bernadette and tell her that German Sparrow had been found. However, after some thought, she held back her urge and planned on attending the afternoon gathering to understand the exact situation. She wanted to figure out what could and couldn't be said before reporting it to Queen Mystic.
"No matter what, the matter seems to have been resolved." This Admiral of Stars heaved a sigh of relief and sat by the window in peace as she looked at the azure sky.
…
Sonia Island, the edge of a primeval forest.
Alger Wilson stood on a thin branch and looked at the harbor and the blue sky not far away.
A strong wind swirled around him, but it did not spread out and affect the trees around him.
The illusory grayish-white fog appeared. Alger was delighted at first, but he soon became a little fearful.
Mr. Fool only responded after a period of time … This means that "His" previous state was indeed a little abnormal.
"However, he has now recovered …
"He" didn't respond to my request to borrow the Unshadowed Crucifix from Sun because "He" discovered my probing and my hidden thoughts …
"I can't do this anymore! Mr. Fool had only given a simple warning this time, and it was very likely that he would directly punish him the next time.
"Do not test God, do not test God."
As his thoughts raced, Alger lowered his head and said piously,
"Thank you for your kindness and tolerance."
…
Baekeland, Earl Hall's luxurious villa.
Mr. Fool didn't convey my question to Mr. World … Is this because the Tarot will proceed normally in the afternoon, and there will be time for communication? Audrey analyzed some problems from the delay in the feedback. Typically speaking, Mr. Fool's replies are very timely. This time, it took more than fifteen minutes … "He" is dealing with something else, something very important? Something to do with George III's death?
Regardless, a delay of fifteen minutes wasn't a serious problem. Audrey quickly reined in her thoughts as her mood improved.
I'll know the truth from Mr. World in a while.
I hope that this incident won't have any more serious consequences apart from triggering an all-out war. And war is unavoidable at the moment …
…
Baekeland, North Borough, underground of Saint Samuel Cathedral.
Mr. Fool didn't say that he would help me … Emlyn White held a cup of red liquid as he frowned slightly.
He then interpreted the symbolic meaning of the response from another angle.
Mr. Fool specially emphasized that the Tarot will proceed as usual in the afternoon. Is he trying to tell me that the chance of escaping this predicament lies with one of the members? Don't tell me it's still that Star?
Uh, in short, I should be able to leave this week.
As Emlyn was being held in protective custody behind Saint Samuel Cathedral's Chanis Gate, it was unlikely for anything that happened in the outskirts of Baekeland to affect him. Furthermore, it was impossible for him to suddenly escape from prison and head to the Blood Emperor's ruins. Therefore, when Klein hinted to the other members last week, he had been left out.
…
City of Silver, Berg household.
After hearing Mr. Fool's response, Derrick got up from the bed, his excitement evident in his words and actions.
Mr. Fool didn't disappear! Mr. Fool didn't abandon the City of Silver like the Creator!
He paced back and forth and immediately rushed out of the room to head for the twin towers to inform the Chief of the good news.
However, his growth over the past year had left a clear mark on Derrick. He finally calmed down and decided to attend the Tarot Gathering and obtain the promise of blessings before seeking out the Chief.
Perhaps, the lack of response during this period of time is Mr. Fool's test for me, the Chief, and the City of Silver. He wants to see if we will quickly lean towards the Fallen Creator … At some point in time, Derrick's train of thought had a hint of "The Hanging Man."
Of course, he didn't have any unnecessary thoughts because of this. From what he knew, it was extremely normal for deities to test their believers. Back then, the Creator had left behind many similar legends.
After finishing his thoughts, Derrick still couldn't sit still as he continued pacing back and forth in the room.
He looked forward to the "afternoon" Tarot like never before.
In the City of Silver, in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, afternoon was a relatively abstract concept. This was because there weren't enough labels to confirm it. They could only barely use the number of lightning bolts to define day and night, unable to make any further subdivisions.
…
Baekeland, East Borough, in a two-bedroom rental apartment.
"Ha." After receiving Mr. Fool's response, Fors couldn't help but laugh out loud.
As a best-selling author, she had a rich imagination. During the period of time when Mr. Fool didn't respond, she had already weaved one terrifying story after another in her mind:
Mr. Fool used his own death in exchange for George III's failure;
Mr. Fool's scheme was discovered by the deities and he was besieged;
Mr. Fool's old injuries relapsed and he fell back into a deep slumber. The World, German Sparrow, had no one to care for him and was being pursued by his enemies …
These stories developed differently, but the ending was very consistent. It was that Fors fell back into the "full moon ravings," losing control and becoming a monster.
Phew … Fors exhaled and said to Xio with a beaming smile,
"I only realized today that Mr. Fool is the most important man in my heart. Uh, that 'Him.'"
"More importantly, you have to become a demigod as soon as possible and completely escape the curse of the full moon," Xio replied seriously.
After joining the Tarot, she already knew her friend's true situation.
"Okay!" Fors nodded and said with a smile, "In short, I have to have a drink to celebrate!"
…
Above the gray fog, inside Sefirah Castle.
The calmed Klein used Cogitation to recover his Spirit Body state.
When I first learned Cogitation, I needed to imagine something that doesn't exist in this World and replace the things in my mind to truly enter Cogitation. Back then, my first reaction was to outline an intercontinental ballistic missile on Earth, but I didn't succeed … Heh heh, I didn't think too much about it back then, but from the looks of it, this might have already explained some problems … It's not that there's something that doesn't exist in this World. It's just that it's been annihilated in the fog of history … Klein rubbed his temples and naturally recalled something from the past.
He then focused his mind, planning on obtaining the Miracle Invoker potion formula before Tarot.
At that moment, Amon was patiently guarding the place where he had died. All he could do was stay in Sefirah Castle. There was nothing else he could do.
After considering the method, he grabbed out of the ancient palace and, in a condescending manner, took out an item from the Historical Void in the grayish-white fog.
It was a notebook with a hard cover that was completely dyed black.
The Antigonus family's notebook!
As expected … It's not a manifestation of the Uniqueness. It only has some remnant powers of The Half-Fool of the Antigonus family … Klein sighed and threw the notebook onto the long bronze table in front of him.
As the contents of the notebook were very likely problematic, he didn't plan on deciphering the Sequence 2 Miracle Invoker potion formula from it. He only used it as a medium for divination.
Right on the heels of that, Klein conjured a pen and paper and wrote a divination statement:
"The original owner of this notebook."
Putting down the pen and picking up the paper and notebook, Klein leaned back in his chair and repeated the words he had just written.
After repeating it seven times, he entered a blurry dream. He saw a mountain peak that extended into the clouds, and at the top of the mountain, there was a towering, dilapidated palace that was separated from reality by a transparent boundary.
Inside the palace, there were many places where moss and weeds grew. At the very top was a huge stone chair. Its surface was embedded with dim gems and gold, and in the middle were countless transparent maggots that were huddled together. They slowly wriggled and grew wantonly, extending out slippery tentacles covered in patterns.
Unlike in the past, Klein saw the "monster" directly this time and saw "His" exact appearance.
Suddenly, the palace above the gray fog shook violently. Klein's figure flew straight up and was suspended in midair.
In the next second, his Spirit Body collapsed into squirming Worms of Spirit that crawled on the ground.
Sefirah Castle immediately trembled as everything returned to its original state. Klein's Spirit Body also condensed again.
He sat at The Fool's seat, rubbed his temples, and smiled bitterly.
He smiled bitterly and said, "He really is a Half Fool with a Uniqueness …"
After muttering to himself, Klein recalled for a moment. He picked up a pen and recorded the knowledge he had obtained from spying on a Mythical Creature on a piece of paper.
"Sequence 2: Miracle Invoker.
"Main ingredients: One heart of the Dark Demonic Wolf (God of Wishes), or another Miracle Invoker's Beyonder characteristic.
"Supplementary ingredients: Three hundred milliliters of the Dark Demonic Wolf's blood, one Worm of Time, one Worm of Star.
"Advancement ritual: Let a forgotten piece of history return to the present era."
PS: During this period of time, readers have been sending me private messages, telling me to ignore the comments and to write what I want to write calmly. Actually, I've been very calm the entire time. I didn't panic at all. On the one hand, I was indeed prepared to have my subscriptions drop by a lot. I seriously wanted to write this scene and the reveal scene. On the other hand, it was also to thank everyone for not forgetting to subscribe automatically while I was fattening up. Not only did my subscriptions not drop, they increased.
To be honest, if I were to see such a plot myself, I would first take a break and read it in one go. To my surprise, during this period of time, the subscriptions were maintained at around 53,000. This was a rather high standard. After summoning Zaratul, it kept rising. The two chapters of Chernobyl and Lil 'Ke's suicide broke 60,000 subscriptions in 24 hours. It's also considered a record on the Qidian platform. Yes, to me, the most important thing isn't the data, but to verify some of my ideas regarding creation. At the very least, my understanding of a certain branch of the plot's tension doesn't seem to be wrong.
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