"The Fool?" The Beyonders at Mr. A's party chewed on the word to themselves or whispered to their companions about whether they had met anyone with similar beliefs.
"When did such a cult appear?" someone asked in a low voice.
At this moment, Mr. A asked the waiter next to him to raise a blackboard with a few lines written in Rouen:
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;
"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog.
"The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."
While everyone was examining the blackboard, Mr. A said in a hoarse voice that made people uncomfortable,
Jotun, Elvish, Dragonese, and ancient Hermes won't do either. You can't even use them to write the corresponding descriptions. Otherwise, there's a high chance that something terrifying will happen.
"Help me find those who believe in The Fool. Of course, they might also be followers of the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck. As long as you find any clues, tell me immediately. I'll reward you handsomely beyond your imagination!"
"This description … It sounds like an incredible existence. I've only seen such a title in the books of the Seven Gods!" A member of the gathering exclaimed.
His companion shook his head.
"Many cults have similar descriptions of the targets they worship."
"Is it really a cult?" Another member of the gathering heard their discussion and blurted out in shock.
"It should be. Usually, the spirit world creatures we summon would also have such a three-paragraph description, but one of them would definitely be something along the lines of 'someone's favor' or something along the lines of 'something that belongs to someone'. It wouldn't be in this form!" A gathering member who was proficient in mysticism provided a theoretical basis.
While they were enthusiastically communicating, Fors was dumbfounded.
Isn't that Mr. Fool's honorific name? Although it's described in Loenese, I'm certain without a doubt! Why would Mr. A want to find Mr. Fool's believers? Was this the Aurora Order's intention? Fors's mind was in a mess.
She knew that Mr. A was a member of the Aurora Order because a certain "terrorist organization" had publicly announced responsibility for the assassination of Ambassador Intis, Bakerland.
After a brief moment of shock, Fors subconsciously examined herself, worried that someone would discover that she was already a member of the Tarot. In a sense, she was a Blessed of The Fool.
I only recited Mr. Fool's honorific name according to the ancient Hermes on the piece of paper, and I was pulled above the gray fog. No one knows of this matter, so there's no need to be afraid of investigations … But that piece of paper with Mr. Fool's honorific name has a source. It's hidden in a book we borrowed from Viscount Glaint … Fors's thoughts raced.
The Fool that doesn't belong to this era … Isn't that the description I saw on that piece of paper? I even dreamed of an evil spirit! " At the same time, Xio also recalled the matter that left her with lingering fear, but her long experience as a bounty hunter prevented her from exposing anything abnormal.
Following that, she traced it back and thought about the origins of the piece of paper.
It was hidden in the middle of "History of the Nobles of the Rouen Kingdom" … I borrowed "History of the Nobles of the Rouen Kingdom" from Viscount Glaint's study …
Suddenly, a person's name flashed across Fors and Xio's minds at the same time.
"Viscount Glaint!"
At this moment, Viscount Glaint was looking at the blackboard and muttering to himself with interest.
"This honorific name is very rare.
"But it sounds very powerful!"
Just as he said that, he looked around in confusion and said to Fors and Xio, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Nothing, nothing." Xio and Fors shook their heads at the same time.
"Nothing, nothing." Xio and Fors shook their heads at the same time.
…
After dinner, in an elegantly decorated house.
Audrey brought Susie into the living room under the guidance of her psychology teacher, Escalante. This was the "academic" gathering that had been agreed upon last week.
Her maids and bodyguards were all left here, while she and Susie walked to the spacious living room.
In the living room, it was unknown if it was due to the atmosphere or some other reason, but the gas wall lamps weren't lit. The light in the room came from the candles on the coffee table and a few gold-plated lamp holders on the cupboard.
Before Audrey could take a closer look at her surroundings, she saw a gentleman in his thirties wearing a gray tuxedo walking towards her.
"This is the owner of this place, Mr. Stephen Hamplester, a furniture merchant," the waist-length Escalante introduced.
She was about to tell him about Audrey's identity when Hamplester chuckled and said, "Escalante, don't speak.
"Escalante, don't speak. Give me a chance to guess."
He had a neatly trimmed mustache and a pair of charming dark brown eyes. He looked very cultured and refined, not like a furniture merchant, but more like a university lecturer.
After seriously sizing up Audrey, he smiled and said, "Escalante only said that you're her student.
Heh heh, I think you're a cultured noble lady, and you're not the type who only looks impressive. There's no doubt that you don't have to worry about your quality of life dropping …
"You're a little agitated, you're very curious, and you're relatively simple and compassionate …
"Of course, the most obvious point is that you're very beautiful, just like an angel!"
He made a final joke before pressing his hand to his chest and bowing.
"Welcome, Miss Beautiful Angel."
You're right. As expected of a member of Psychological Alchemy. However, what you observed was me from a few months ago. It's all me that I deliberately presented myself … Audrey said in surprise and astonishment,
"Mr. Hamplester, did you know me from before?"
She didn't let the astonished expression linger on her face for too long, because such emotions were instantaneous reactions and couldn't last for too long.
Once someone was surprised for a few seconds, it meant that they were likely faking it.
Audrey didn't notice this at first, but after observing other people's "acting" for a long time, she naturally concluded many patterns.
"No, I still don't know you. This is just a basic quality of a psychology hobbyist." Hamplester chuckled.
Before he finished speaking, Audrey had already completed her observation and made the corresponding judgment based on the surrounding environment.
His clothes and the furnishings of his house all indicate that he's a person who cares a lot about his own dignity …
The sapphire on the ring on his left hand doesn't look small, but its quality is actually very ordinary. Furthermore, it doesn't have any symbols or magic labels … His financial situation isn't as good as it appears … He's very vain …
Although he was very enthusiastic just now, the way he stood, the pointing of his feet, and the changes in the color of his emotions all indicate that he still has a lot of concerns and is rather wary …
He sincerely praised my looks, but it doesn't seem like a man looking at a woman. There are traces of skincare products on his face, and his eyebrows must have been drawn. His skills aren't as good as my makeup maid, Sonia, but they're better than mine … The perfume he's wearing is Confusion, which I've only seen women use … Hmm, he probably likes men, and he's playing the relatively weaker side …
At the same time, Audrey skillfully expressed her yearning.
"Mr. Hamplester, I really want to have your powers of observation."
As she spoke, she smiled faintly. Under Hamplester and Escalante's lead, she got to know the other seven or eight people in the activity room.
Some of these dual enthusiasts of mysticism and psychology were descendants of declining nobles, some were university associate professors, and some were the children of rich people. For example, there was a young man whose father was the owner of the most famous department store in Baekeland, Philip's Department Store.
For the rest of the conversation, Audrey only listened and did not speak. Even when she spoke, she would ask questions, fully expressing her curiosity and yearning.
In this "academic" discussion, Escalante, Hamplester, and the others had deliberately mentioned the Ether Body and the Body of Heart and Mind, as well as the spirit world and the collective subconscious. They had also given some relatively unique viewpoints, allowing Audrey to gradually figure out some of the questions that had accumulated over the years.
When it was over and they walked out of the house, Audrey glanced at Escalante and asked innocently,
"Ms. Escalante, when, when can I be as excellent as Mr. Hamplester in the field of psychology?"
Escalante curled the corners of her mouth, turned her head slightly, and looked at her.
"Very soon."
…
At night, Klein, who was about to get into bed, once again went above the gray fog.
The somewhat sleepy Klein was immediately jolted awake by Miss Magicians's news.
The Aurora Order knows of The Fool? You know my name? The True Creator has locked onto me? Klein suddenly sat up straight, as though he was facing a formidable enemy.
He quickly rejected the last guess. If the True Creator had really locked onto him, Mr. A would have long come to collect the copper pennies in the gas meter. There might even be a saint.
In other words, he only knows of The Fool and the corresponding honorific name, and knows that the clues are in Baekeland … Who leaked the news? Klein frowned and thought carefully.
Soon, he discovered a possibility.
Recently, Little Sun chanted my honorific name, and it was when he interacted with the members of the expedition team who had been corrupted by the True Creator … He held a sacrificial ritual, and there should be a symbol corresponding to The Fool at the scene. There should be an ancient palace above the gray fog … Therefore, the True Creator has sensed the existence of The Fool and determined that I'm the one who previously blasphemed, no, harassed, and no, spied on "Him" …
Also, Little Sun used the All-Black Eye back then, and it contained the mental corruption of the True Creator … Through this, "He" confirmed that my adorer or believer is in Baekeland?
I can't bring the All-Black Eye out in the future!
After roughly understanding the problem, Klein fell into another dilemma.
Mr. A is offering a bounty to find The Fool's believers in a relatively open Beyonder gathering that isn't considered too private. Is his brain really lacking, or is he deliberately "fishing"?
Sigh, the Aurora Order is full of paranoid lunatics. Their brains are almost broken, and there's no way to guess their true intentions!
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