Upon seeing this scene, Katarina's body uncontrollably took a step back, and her mind fell silent.
Two seconds later, she opened her mouth and let out a man's voice.
"Yo, Little Crow."
Without waiting for the young man to respond, "Katarina" smiled and said, "Only a few avatars came.
"Only a few avatars? Aren't you looking down on me too much?
"Could it be that you're a postman who specially sent me Beyonder ingredients?
"Tell me, what do you want to cooperate on? I don't hate you that much. After all, what happened back then was planned by that paranoid maniac. The mastermind was Alista Tudor. You can only be considered an accomplice. "
The man opposite her grabbed the crown that was covered in rust and blood, straightened his body, and shook his head with a smile.
"The moment I heard your voice, I didn't want to cooperate. How about this? Get Sauron and Einhorn to come out and talk to me."
"Tsk tsk, it's been so many years, yet you're still as willful as a child. Do you still remember who was responsible for carrying you when you were a baby? Who was the one who burned your hair? "the Red Angel evil spirit mocked without backing down.
The young man opposite him adjusted his monocle with his free hand, turned around with a calm expression, and walked out the door without any hesitation.
During this process, "He" sighed softly.
"Childish."
Seeing that Amon really had no intention of staying, the Red Angel fell silent for a few seconds. Before "He" walked out of the room, "He" controlled Katarina's body and chuckled.
"Don't think that I don't know what you're up to, but it doesn't matter. Since you have different thoughts from that paranoid maniac when it comes to mending the Master, there's room for cooperation."
Amon stopped and half-turned around to look at Demoness of White Katarina, who had been possessed by the Red Angel evil spirit.
The monocle on his right eye seemed to flash slightly.
...
In a city that was being rebuilt after the war in Awwa County, in a bar with many traces of fire.
"Toby, did you add too much damn water to this beer?" A man wearing a tattered cap took the cup and took a sip. He couldn't help but complain.
The bartender himself snorted as he wiped his cup.
"Do you still remember the alcohol ban? Olić, it's good enough that you have wine to drink! "
The burly man called Olić muttered a few words and didn't say anything else. He focused on drinking his beer.
Beside him, a bronze-skinned man with rolled up sleeves raised his head and looked around.
"I heard that the alcohol ban will be lifted soon because Feynapotter's food will be delivered soon. Also, Feysac and Intis will compensate with a large amount of food!"
"I can only say that I hope so. May the Lord bless me. Just as the owner of the bar, Toby, replied, he heard the sound of the door opening.
He looked up and saw a young man who seemed to be a Wandering Magician walking in.
The man was wearing a black robe and a classic top hat. He walked all the way to the bar and sat on a high stool.
"A glass of Southville beer." The man laid out several copper pennies.
The burly man named Olić turned his head to look at the stranger and asked curiously,
"You're a foreigner? Magicians? "
The young man, who had no distinguishing features and was hard to remember, laughed and said,
"Yes, I'm best at making people's wishes come true."
Olić immediately whistled.
"What did I hear?
"Satisfy people's wishes!
"Lord, there's a guy here pretending to be a deity!"
Such ridicule immediately caused the surrounding people to roar with laughter.
The young man who claimed to be Magicians was not angry at all.
"That's just a special magic trick."
Olić gulped down a mouthful of beer and laughed.
"Then grant me a wish. Let this stingy boss buy me a beer."
"Alright." The young man in the black robe raised his right hand and lightly knocked on the table.
With a thud, the bar owner, Toby, poured a glass of beer and pushed it in front of Olić. Then, he retracted his hand and repeated his action of wiping the glass.
This scene seemed familiar, causing Olić to be stunned for a moment. He shouted in a daze, "Don't worry.
"Toby, do you know him?"
"No." The boss, Toby, glanced at Olić as though he was looking at a fool.
"…" Olić raised his glass in uncertainty and carefully took a sip to test if Toby would let him pay.
Seeing that the bar owner was ignoring him, the burly man turned his head in surprise and looked at the young man in the black robe and tall hat.
"How did you do it?"
"I've said it before, a special magic trick." The young man leisurely drank a mouthful of Southville beer.
In Olić's bewilderment, the man beside him with his sleeves rolled up scoffed.
"I bet you and Toby had already discussed it before. Your knocking on the table is saying that you're paying for the beer."
"You can make another wish," the Wandering Magicians replied indifferently.
"My brother and my home collapsed in a previous bombing. It's being rebuilt. My wish is that it will be restored to its original state before I return," the man with his sleeves rolled up said smugly.
This was not an easy task.
The wandering magician raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. Then, he smiled and said, "That's right.
Then, he smiled and said, "Alright, your wish has been granted."
The people in the bar who were paying attention to this side laughed, no longer paying attention to the outsider and his clumsy magic show.
After drinking, the man with his sleeves rolled up left the bar drunkenly with Olić and walked all the way to the streets near the suburbs.
Fifteen minutes later, they returned to the vicinity of their home that was being rebuilt and prepared to enter the tent provided by the government.
At this moment, a cold breeze blew over, causing them to shiver at the same time.
Right on the heels of that, an intact two-story building appeared in front of them. It was a house that they were abnormally familiar with, one that they had spent years building.
Olić and his brother subconsciously turned their heads and looked at each other, discovering the same confusion in each other's eyes.
"I didn't drink much … That darn Toby mixed so much water into the beer!" Olić mumbled, as though he was hallucinating from the alcohol.
His brother didn't respond. After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly ran towards the house and touched the walls and door.
"It's true, it's true …" he kept muttering to himself as though he had gone mad.
Olić also did the same thing. He finally confirmed that the house that was being rebuilt had been restored to its original appearance. This left him surprised, delighted, and afraid.
At this moment, his brother suddenly said, "My wish has been granted.
"My wish has come true. That magician, that magician …"
Before he could finish his sentence, he turned around and ran for the bar. Olić came to his senses and followed closely behind.
Bang!
They pushed open the bar's door and rushed in, eagerly casting their gazes at the bar counter.
However, the Wandering Magicians in the black robe and top hat had long disappeared. It was unknown when he had left.
Olić and his brother looked around, feeling relieved but also as though they had lost something.
In the city's square, the young Wandering Magicians was squatting in front of a ten-year-old girl.
"My magic trick is to grant you a wish." He turned his head and glanced at the nearby Evernight cathedral.
The little girl had run out from Mass at night. She seemed to prefer an empty square.
She thought for a moment and looked at the gentle Mr. Magicians opposite her.
"My wish is to let my father, uncle, and brother come back to life. I don't want their pension …"
The Wandering Magicians didn't respond as he stared deeply at the little girl in front of him.
The little girl twitched her mouth and forced a smile.
"I was just joking. Mommy said that such a wish can't be granted even by the gods …"
As she spoke, she lowered her head and looked at her toes.
"I just want, I want Daddy to hug me again …"
Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly realized that there was a shadow in front of her. She subconsciously raised her head and looked to the side.
There stood a Rouen soldier in a red shirt and white pants. He didn't hold a gun and revealed a hearty smile. As usual, he bent down and opened his arms.
"Daddy …" The little girl suddenly pounced forward and threw herself into the warm embrace. "I miss you so much …"
At this moment, the young Wandering Magicians pressed the top hat on his head, straightened his body, and walked towards the exit of the square.
In the night breeze, his black robe gently swayed in the empty square.
…
In the blink of an eye, it was Monday. In the ancient palace above the gray fog, the members of the Tarot appeared at the same time and greeted Mr. Fool in unison.
Klein looked around and suddenly felt a little emotional.
The Hanging Man was currently a cardinal of the Church of the Storm and was in charge of the Rorsted Archipelago diocese. Although Justice had temporarily lost contact with the Psychological Alchemy, she also had the qualifications to become a councilor. The Sun was an Elder of the City of Silver's six-member council. The Moon was a Sanguine Earl. The Star was a high-ranking deacon of the Church of Evernight's Nighthawks. The Hermit was the hidden king above the sea, one of the ten pillars of the Moses Ascetic Order.
Apart from the Magicians and Judgment, who were only Sequence 5, the other members of the Tarot were already demigods. They were the upper echelons of the different factions in the mysterious World.
As for the Magicians, they had the support of the House of Abraham. They had a high chance of advancing to Sequence 4 Secrets Sorcerer within the year.
In other words, the one who was having the greatest difficulty in raising her strength was Judgment. She was only one of the middle and upper echelons of MI9. It was very difficult for her to become a demigod.
Shrouded in the grayish-white fog, The Fool Klein quickly retracted his gaze and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
It's finally like a top-notch secret organization … However, it gives me the feeling that this is a meeting between the major factions …
He then nodded slightly at the members of the Tarot.
"Let's begin."
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