Above the gray fog, the towering palace stood silently.
Klein rapped his fingers rhythmically on the edge of the long bronze table as he focused on the countermeasures he should take against the threat posed by the Aurora Order and Mr. A.
In a situation where he couldn't figure out their true intentions, he instinctively had an idea:
Report Mr. A! Report an illegal gathering!
Klein could easily find out the location of Mr. A's gathering from Miss Magicians and secretly report it to the Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers, or Machinery Hivemind.
An Oracle of the Aurora Order would definitely attract enough attention!
When the time came, Mr. A might not even be able to protect himself, much less track down The Fool's believers.
But the problem was that this would definitely implicate a group of innocent Beyonders. Furthermore, Klein suspected that this was the reason why Mr. A had directly offered a bounty on The Fool's believers.
He might've already arranged an escape route. Once he was reported, he could clearly confirm that there were people from The Fool at the previous gathering.
As for who it was, it didn't matter. Mr. A and the lunatics from the Aurora Order would definitely do something that left no room for error!
And as long as a Beyonder fell into their hands, most people would no longer be able to hide their secrets. The Aurora Order, or rather, the Shepherd pathway represented by the True Creator, was best at corrupting others.
When a Beyonder's worldview was completely distorted and they began to believe in the True Creator from the bottom of their hearts, what else could be kept a secret?
It's not that there's no other way, but it's best not to report it … Klein leaned back in his chair, reined in his chaotic thoughts, and reorganized the entire matter.
As he thought, he suddenly realized a problem.
There were no believers or Blessed of The Fool in this World!
Even the Tarot only had a few members, and no one had revealed the corresponding situation to the outside world.
That is to say, the Aurora Order won't be able to find any corresponding clues … There's nothing to worry about … The only bad outcome is that The Fool will be marked by the True Creator. It doesn't feel good to be constantly targeted by an evil god, but it basically won't affect anything else … Klein nodded in thought.
He had thought it through very clearly. The only flaw in the entire matter was that he had once used the title of The Fool written in ancient Hermes as the password for his anonymous account. However, with the sacrificial and bestowment ritual being proven to be effective, this account had been abandoned for a long time and had long been forgotten.
This could be inferred from the fact that no one had been noticed by Klein for copying passwords in the past month and a half.
As such, the bank employees who had come into contact with passwords but clearly didn't understand mysticism wouldn't reveal this matter to anyone. As for the Beyonders, they would at most ask in Rouen. Even if they found the right person, the other party wouldn't be able to link the contents of the Rouen text to the ancient Hermes password.
If anyone were to copy it, I would know immediately and be able to respond effectively … Besides, even if someone were to discover the problem with the password, it would be difficult to trace it back to Sherlock Moriarty. I've always used certain methods … Miss Justice is also very careful when saving money … Amidst the tapping sounds, Klein relaxed and chuckled.
"Do you think that The Fool has many Blessed and believers, so there must be many clues that can't be erased?
"Wrong, very wrong. There's only one believer and Blessed of The Fool! That's me! "
Having said that, he couldn't help but give a self-deprecating laugh.
"This doesn't seem to be something to be proud of …"
I have to be more careful in the near future. I shouldn't use the banner of The Fool … Klein reminded himself and responded to Miss Magicians's prayer.
He adjusted his posture and said in a low and gentle voice,
"Don't mind it."
…
"Don't mind it …" Fors received an answer that surprised her, but also made sense.
In Mr. Fool's eyes, the Aurora Order was just a bunch of ants!
Fors recited the honorific name again and asked curiously,
"Honorable Mr. Fool, which existence does the Aurora Order believe in?"
Then, she saw Mr. Fool sitting on a high-back chair in the middle of the gray fog. He said in a leisurely manner,
"True Creator."
The True Creator … Fors's eyes widened as she instantly understood why Mr. A was suddenly seeking The Fool's believers.
With the help of Tarot, the Sun youth from the City of Silver had successfully exposed the abnormality of the expedition team and thwarted the True Creator's plans!
Behind this matter is the struggle between Mr. Fool and the True Creator … Fors didn't dare to ask further as she quickly recounted her encounter with the members of the House of Abraham. She also mentioned Lawrence's will, the strange notebook, and the Beyonder characteristic he left behind.
"Honorable Mr. Fool, what should I do?" she asked without much confidence.
What should I do? Miss Magicians's luck isn't bad … Why haven't I encountered such a good thing … Klein chuckled in response.
"Do it according to the truest thoughts in your heart."
He wasn't worried at all that Dorian Gray of the Pritz Harbor Fishermen's Association would harm Miss Magicians, because he knew that her bracelet still had two stones that could teleport her to the spirit world twice.
The truest thoughts in my heart? Fors lowered her head in thought and said, "I understand.
"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Fool."
She decided to buy a ticket for the steam locomotive tomorrow. With such transportation, it would only take a little more than an hour to travel from Baekeland to Pritz Harbor. It might even take less than that.
After reporting everything, Fors requested to hold a sacrificial and bestowment ritual and received a positive response. Hence, she used 600 pounds in exchange for the Sheriff Beyonder characteristic.
Picking up the fist-shaped object that was made up of iron-black, dark red, and silver, Fors was both delighted and sighed as she looked at the beautiful spirituality luster.
Xio has long gathered the supplementary ingredients, and she'll soon advance to Sequence 8 … As for me, I still don't know when I'll become a Trickmaster … I hope that Mr. The Hanging Man and the others can help me find the corresponding Beyonder ingredients as soon as possible …
Xio had been subconsciously acting as an Arbiter, so she didn't have to worry about her digestion of the Sequence 9 potion. But what should she do after becoming a Sheriff? Should I request Mr. Fool to pay a certain price in exchange for the teaching of the "acting method" … Or should I directly suggest that she join the police?
…
At the end of the long, mottled table, Klein looked at the thick stack of cash in front of him and carefully counted it a few times.
This way, I'll have 1,230 pounds. I'm just short of 300 pounds to gather the money needed for a Sequence 6 Beyonder ingredient. Of course, 1,500 pounds is only the lowest price. The actual transactions are often much more expensive than that …
Where else can I get money in the near future?
I'll sell a portion of the shares the moment the bicycle patent is granted?
Right, I almost forgot about the uniqueness of the Tarot. The Werewolf Beyonder characteristic can't be sold in Baekeland for the time being to prevent the High-Sequence Beyonders from Rose School from discovering it. However, I can sell it elsewhere! I'll get The World to appear at the next gathering and entrust Mr. The Hanging Man to sell this item on the Sonia Sea. I'll get a corresponding commission as payment.
After deducting all the expenses, the Werewolf Beyonder characteristic can give me at least 1,000 pounds. It's more than enough for a Sequence 6 Beyonder ingredient.
Klein quickly came up with an idea, and his heart calmed down.
He found it a pity that Miss Xio didn't seem to have much money. After becoming a Sheriff, even if she could quickly digest the potion, it would take her a long time to buy the corresponding Beyonder characteristic of an Interrogator. And if Miss Magicians were to be fancied by the House of Abraham, he wouldn't be able to sell the subsequent Astrologer potion formula.
What a pity … Klein sighed and returned to the real World.
…
Wednesday morning.
Klein didn't lose sleep because of the True Creator's thoughts and the Aurora Order's investigation. He slept all the way until dawn and happily went out to buy a Desi pie for breakfast.
And there was no doubt that Desi pie needed to be paired with sweet iced tea.
As he enjoyed the delicacy and flipped through the newspapers, he saw an advertisement from the Ernst Firm and learned that there would be a Beyonder gathering tomorrow night organized by Old Mister Eye of Wisdom.
This time, I can seek to purchase the corresponding Beyonder ingredients … However, there's a high chance that there won't be any there. Even if there is, it would only be supplementary ingredients like Deep-sea Naga's hair … Klein seriously considered which channels he could use to gather the ingredients.
He spread out his left hand and counted silently with his fingers.
The interior of the Tarot includes Little Sun, Mr. The Hanging Man, and Miss Justice's respective channels; Old Mister Eye of Wisdom's gathering; Miss Bodyguard and Marić, but try not to contact them in the near future; and, right, Vampire Emlyn White. Didn't he say that I can write letters to consult some powerful Sanguine? This is what it means to have connections!
With this in mind, Klein immediately decided to go to the Harvest Church to wait for Emlyn White.
Although it was impossible for the Aurora Order to track him down, it still gave him a sense of urgency. It made him want to gather the Beyonder ingredients as soon as possible. Once he digested the potion, he would quickly advance to Sequence 6.
Ten in the morning, south of the Bridge, Rose Street.
Dressed in a double-breasted frock coat, Klein took off his half top hat and slowly walked into the rather small Harvest Church.
At a glance, he saw the giant-like Father Utravsky and the brown-robed Emlyn White.
The latter was wiping the candlesticks, looking numb as though his heart had already died.
What a coincidence … Wait, he can't be staying here all day, right? Only returning home at night? Klein randomly found a seat and sat down. There were no more than five believers in the entire church.
Emlyn White also saw him. He put down the rag, walked over, and sat beside him.
The vampire's expression instantly turned lively. He raised his chin slightly and chuckled.
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