After communicating for a while, Derrick suddenly asked, "What's the matter?
"Honorable Mr. Fool, what hand gesture should we use when thanking you?"
Hand gesture? Klein was momentarily stumped by Little Sun.
He had never thought of imitating the Church of the Goddess by drawing circles clockwise or the Church of the Storm by punching the left chest with his right fist.
This is probably the bottom line of a false god … He lampooned inwardly.
Seeing Mr. Fool's smiling eyes but silent, as though he was waiting for them to do their best, Audrey immediately had a lot of inspiration and connected it to a new problem.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked around.
"Everyone, should we also design a covert action to reveal our identities? Our Tarot doesn't have many members yet, so we don't need to worry about appearing in the same place and becoming enemies due to various reasons. However, it will be difficult to avoid it in the future. We need a special set of 'secret signals' to distinguish who is a friend and who is an enemy. "
I have an idea about that … Klein suddenly recalled the secret hand gestures he knew from his previous life, such as the greeting of a hand.
Just as he was about to control The World to make a suggestion, The Hanging Man said, "No, Miss Justice.
"No, Miss Justice, I don't think it's a good idea.
"Compared to other secret organizations, one of the most striking characteristics of our Tarot is that the members don't know each other. Even if, uh, I'll give the most extreme example. Even if one of our members is arrested and interrogated, it wouldn't affect the others unless someone can resist Mr. Fool and directly enter this place. And that's clearly impossible.
"Once we have the entire set of 'secret signals' and 'passwords,' the betrayal of a traitor will allow the enemy faction to use these methods to fish us out one by one.
"Are you eager to flaunt your identities as Tarot members to others?"
"…" Audrey was momentarily unable to retort. All she could do was mumble, "But …"
"Your worries are reasonable, but this can be avoided by means of regular weekly communication, temporary hand gestures designed in advance, and praying to Mr. Fool." "The Hanging Man" Alger considered that the other party was about to provide him with a large amount of gold pounds, and his tone gradually became warmer.
Audrey asked in enlightenment, "What's the matter?
"The simplest example would be at the Tarot Gathering on Monday. Knowing in advance that there's a possibility of meeting or even having a conflict with a particular member, we would design a set of temporary hand gestures to indicate each other's identities. Once the matter is over, we would immediately abolish that set of hand gestures. Hmm, if we encounter an unexpected situation where we can't communicate in time and have some doubts, we can find an opportunity to pray to Mr. Fool to confirm if there are any other members involved?"
"That's about it." Alger exhaled silently.
At this moment, Sun Derrick came to a realization.
"Sorry, I asked a stupid question. Mr. Fool has never mentioned that he's thanking me? He must be worried that we'll be exposed. "
He immediately looked at the end of the long bronze table.
"Your will is our path."
I just thought of a special gesture … Klein chuckled.
"Not bad."
He shifted his gaze to the other members and calmly said,
"That's all for today's gathering."
"As you wish!" Apart from The Moon, all the members stood up in unison.
Emlyn was taken aback for a second before he hurriedly stood up and bowed like the other members.
A dark red glow immediately appeared in front of his eyes as he felt his body plummet slightly.
Right on the heels of that, his vision returned to normal as he saw the dolls of various sizes in the room.
Phew … It was only at this moment that Emlyn White calmed down. He recalled the first Tarot Gathering he had participated in.
Apart from Mr. Fool, the other members aren't too strong. Could it be that they are all like me, chosen for various reasons? I have the Ancestor backing me, but who do they have backing them?
How laughable. I originally thought that Sun was a demigod who had just escaped the pursuit of an angel. Who knew that he was only a Sequence 8 and was seeking to advance to Sequence 7!
A child who doesn't know any manners is definitely underage! However, the City of Silver and the experience he mentioned are very odd. I have to find a chance to ask Lord Nibbs — no, I have to ask Cosmi first, as well as my parents. I want to see if they know of the City of Silver. Humph, the historical records of the City of Silver actually dare to tamper with the matters of us Sanguine!
Miss Justice is from Baekeland. She's very, very rich. Is she the daughter of a powerful banker or the descendant of a powerful aristocrat? Perhaps she's a banker or aristocrat herself …
The way Miss Magicians looked at me was very odd. She must've admired the noble Sanguine. She didn't speak much and didn't reveal much about herself. Yes, she's a quiet girl.
Mr. The Hanging Man is a mature gentleman. He's knowledgeable and has a noble character. He's willing to answer new members' questions and provide them with the corresponding help and information. It can be seen that he's very popular. Sun and The World are both willing to seek his advice or seek his help.
World isn't a very likable fellow. When he speaks, it's as though there's phlegm in his throat that he can't spit out. I find it beneath me to drink such a person's blood. It has a dirty taste … He's very antisocial and is very good at hiding his emotions. Furthermore, he can easily produce a Sequence 6 Beyonder characteristic. He also promised to provide a Psychiatrist Beyonder characteristic within two months … Very impressive!
As all sorts of details flashed through his mind, Emlyn discovered that Tarot was both simple and not simple at the same time. As for Mr. Fool, he didn't interfere much with the progress of the gathering.
“? It seems like he's only interested in the so-called Rosell diary … But? He's willing to provide miraculous convenience to the members. With this in mind, Emlyn couldn't help but feel proud of his identity as The Moon.
He looked around at the puppets in the room and recalled his own question.
A "relic" worth 4,000 to 5,000 pounds, and the hope of becoming a Baron in a short period of time. It really puts me in a difficult position …
At that instant, although Emlyn hadn't made a final decision, he felt the room turn gloomier. He felt like he was burdened with a heavy debt.
…
Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace.
Klein used the thumb and middle finger of his right hand to press the Sun acupoint on one side and gently rubbed it twice.
In the silent environment, he quickly sat up straight and let a small badge fly out from the junk pile and land on the long bronze table in front of him.
The badge was only the size of an eyeball, and on its surface were symbols that symbolized fate and concealment. It was the relic that Klein had found on Lanevus.
On its back was engraved the ancient Hermes inscription: "You can join by possessing this item." It also provided the corresponding gathering information:
"4 January 1350, 8 PM, Babur Valley."
The question Klein needed to consider now was whether he should take this badge to Babur Valley tomorrow night to try his luck.
Frankly speaking, he was inclined to not go. Even though he had advanced to Faceless and could perfectly disguise himself, he didn't wish to take the risk because he didn't know anything about the gathering.
Magicians don't perform unprepared … Klein muttered, took out a gold coin, and held it between his fingers.
He took up the badge with his other hand, and murmured to himself in a low voice:
"Participating in a gathering in Babur Valley is risky."
After repeating it a few times, he flicked out the gold coin with a clang.
The gold coin tumbled down and stood vertically in his palm.
This indicated that the divination had failed.
As expected … Klein wasn't surprised.
This wasn't a problem of insufficient information, but that there was none at all.
He sat there in silence, only the gold coin rolling between his fingers.
In the end, Klein overcame his curiosity and adventurous spirit and decided not to go.
But this doesn't mean that I can't get involved in this matter. 8 PM tomorrow night. Hmm … He curled the corners of his mouth, smiled, and returned to the real World.
…
4 January, 10: 35 AM.
Klein stood in front of a mahogany table and picked up a stack of notes.
There were five ten-pound notes and ten five-pound notes in the stack, totaling 100 pounds. It was the payment that The Hanging Man had just made through a sacrifice.
These 15 pounds filled up Klein's wallet significantly, and he could finally buy a ticket with peace of mind.
After putting away his wallet, he picked up the thin human-skinned glove on the table and wore it on his left hand.
One of the characteristics of Creeping Hunger was that it had a camouflage effect when it wasn't in use, preventing it from being detected by most Beyonder means. Therefore, Klein could switch between its original appearance, gloves of various colors, and camouflaged skin. This time, he chose a black glove.
For this, Klein had specially prepared a black glove on the right.
Then, he placed the brown Biological Poison Bottle into the metal box, sealed it with a wall of spirituality, and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his clothes.
As for the Sun Brooch, as long as it was worn and carried around, it would create the feeling of a hot summer. Klein had no choice but to put it into an iron cigar case and hide it at the bottom of his suitcase.
Nine purifying bullets, 15 demon-hunting bullets, 3 exorcism bullets … Klein took out his revolver and the box of bullets, and he silently counted as he loaded.
Pa!
He closed the cylinder and placed the revolver into his armpit holster. Then, he put on his black tweed coat and half top hat, picked up his cane and suitcase, and walked out of the hotel room.
Apart from the All-Black Eye and other items that couldn't be used, he was fully armed above the gray fog.
By carriage, Klein arrived at the Pritz Harbor Ticketing Company in the White Rose Borough.
The company was located in a rather old three-story building, with a wooden sign with a notice hanging on the door.
Klein walked over, stopped there, and casually glanced at it.
"Precautions:
"1. Observe order and line up strictly;
"2. Do not urinate or defecate anywhere, and do not spit anywhere;
"3. If there's a dispute, look for the guards in the lobby;
"4. Do not open canned wolf-fish in any room!"
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