As Klein's spirituality made contact, the constantly expanding and contracting crimson "star" displayed the images and sounds it contained.
A black-haired lady in a classic robe fell to the floor, writhing in pain.
She held an ordinary-looking celestial globe in one hand, and a short scepter that was no longer than her forearm in the other. Her strong will to live nearly broke through the crimson star's restraints and directly entered Klein's ears.
Like Justice, Sun, and the others, the lady's figure appeared rather blurry, making it difficult to discern her exact appearance. However, there were some things that Klein could still clearly see. For example, she had facial features. For example, the muscles on her cheeks were cracking, and the flesh and blood inside were condensing, as though they had turned into eyeballs. For example, her ears were extending outwards like trumpets. For example, her fingers were scratching the floor, leaving bright blood-colored marks. For example, there was a pair of cold, eyelash-less, almost transparent eyes above her.
The black-haired woman's mutation didn't continue to worsen. Her body was tenaciously repairing itself, allowing the eyeball-like flesh to melt away, the cracked muscles to heal, and the extended ears to shrink inwards … Every detail was in a state of repeated seesaw.
The pair of illusory, transparent, eyelash-less eyes made Klein fall into a trance. It was as though he had returned to Tingen, back to the time when he first grasped Spirit Vision.
Back then, he saw such a pair of eyes behind Old Neil!
The Hidden Sage? Klein leaned back in his chair, reached out his hand, and grabbed the Sea God Scepter that had once again flown out from the junk pile.
He planned on helping out in passing and giving the pair of evil eyes a few bolts of lightning.
But after careful analysis, he acutely sensed that the black-haired woman's abnormality stemmed from the crazy ravings that others couldn't hear. This was because the source of everything was located in the ears, deep within her Spirit Body, in her Soul Body!
It's very similar to the situation when Miss Magicians suffered from the ravings of the full moon … Thankfully, I'm an experienced person; otherwise, I would've made the wrong response … Klein's thoughts raced as he came up with a way to save her. It was to pull her Spirit Body above the gray fog and directly block off the crazy ravings. As long as there was no power from the source, the mutation would quickly be resolved by the lady's body's self-recovery ability.
As for whether the other party wasn't worth saving or whether he harbored evil intentions, he was no longer as troubled as he was in the past.
If the black-haired lady was guilty of heinous crimes, with her artifact and crimson star establishing a connection with the mysterious space above the gray fog, Klein could give her a few bolts of lightning at any time to send her to where she needed to go.
If he really has any ill intentions or causes any accidents, with the Sea God Scepter, the Dark Emperor card, and the ability to stir the gray fog's powers, it's not like I'm powerless to resist … Klein held the white bone scepter in his right hand and tapped the corresponding star from afar.
His spirituality suddenly surged and poured into the crimson light that flowed like water.
This time, he was able to establish a mysterious and stable connection relatively easily.
The black-haired lady's figure instantly appeared at the side of the long bronze table, sitting on a chair that did not belong to the current members of the Tarot.
Through the final scene displayed by the crimson star, Klein saw that the mutation of the other party's body had clearly weakened.
He nodded indiscernibly and patiently waited for the other party to speak.
The black-haired lady was still in a trance. A second ago, she was struggling in extreme pain, and her vision was gradually darkening. The next second, she arrived in a towering palace with a dome. Below her was an endless, quiet gray fog. How could she not be stunned?
After a brief moment of silence, she looked at the figure sitting leisurely at the end of the long, mottled table.
"Is this the Netherworld?"
"You didn't die." Klein laughed.
At this moment, he saw that behind the black-haired lady's high-back chair, the symbol that was dyed with starlight quickly moved, forming a pair of cold, indifferent, eyelash-free eyes that contained countless resplendent stars.
Based on his past experience, he believed that it was a symbol representing the Mystery Pryer pathway.
The black-haired lady was stunned for a moment before she gradually regained her senses.
She instinctively surveyed the area before finally casting her gaze on the mysterious man shrouded in the gray fog.
White shirt, swallow-tailed suit, no bow tie, black pants, bright leather boots, black hair, and a blurry appearance. There's nothing odd about him … He casually held a milky-white scepter that was slightly longer than his arm. That scepter … The black-haired lady's pupils constricted. Deep in her eyes was the azure-blue "gem" and the aura of the storm that it stirred the surrounding sea. In addition, there were innumerable points of light lingering around it, naturally giving off a feeling of sacredness and majesty.
This is a scepter at the demigod level! It's like a toy in his hands … He doesn't care about it at all … The black-haired lady narrowed her eyes and cautiously asked,
"How should I address you?"
"You can call me Mr. Fool," Klein answered with great familiarity.
The Fool … The black-haired lady ruminated over the word and deliberated.
"I've heard of your honorific name from Mr. Z of the Aurora Order."
She waited for him to admit or deny it.
He knows Mr. Z of the Aurora Order … He can be considered an old friend … Klein smiled and didn't answer.
Instead, he said, "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?
"This should be the most basic etiquette."
Only then did the black-haired lady recall what had happened to her as she fell silent once again.
After a few seconds, she said with a deep voice, "My name is Cattleya.
"My name is Cattleya. I have the nickname of Admiral of Stars.
"Mr. Fool, were you the one who saved me?"
Admiral of Stars? One of the seven pirate admirals, Admiral of Stars with a bounty of 37000 pounds? I saved a treasure trove, no, a person of considerable standing … Klein changed his sitting posture in a half-surprised and half-mocking manner.
He chuckled and replied,
"Isn't the truth obvious?"
Admiral of Stars Cattleya immediately stood up and said, "Thank you for your help.
If there's anything you need me to do, feel free to instruct me directly. As long as it's within my capabilities and doesn't violate my principles. "
She sure knows how to conduct herself … Very experienced and experienced … As expected of the famous Admiral of Stars … Klein felt a baffling sense of wistfulness.
His Tarot members, apart from The Hanging Man and his avatar, World, were rather inexperienced when they first participated.
Miss Justice had a vague understanding of the mysterious World, but she had yet to truly step into it. Sun had sufficient "education," but his environment was isolated. He was relatively young, and he appeared very honest. Although Miss Magicians had been a Beyonder for several years, she had remained at Sequence 9 and was in a wild state. She didn't know much about the various hidden factions, nor did she have much experience. Emlyn came from a Beyonder race and had a faction with a deep heritage. However, as he didn't like going out and enjoyed staying at home to play with dolls, he lacked experience in certain aspects and was easily fooled.
That fellow, Emlyn, is smart, but heh heh, if he were to encounter Trissy, no, Demoness Trissy Cheek, he would be fooled into selling his dolls … Klein inwardly mocked Mr. Vampire, who could be considered a friend in the real World.
He looked at Admiral of Stars and didn't directly respond to the matter of repaying her for saving his life.
Instead, he smiled and asked, "Are you a member of the Moses Ascetic Order?"
"Yes." Cattleya didn't believe that she could hide this matter from Mr. Fool.
Klein smiled.
"What did you do just now to provoke that guy?"
He wasn't certain that the pair of eyes from before belonged to the Hidden Sage, so he vaguely replaced it with "that fellow." This way, no matter what, Mr. Fool was absolutely correct and had status.
Cattleya was silent for a moment.
"No, I didn't provoke him."
She paused for a moment before continuing.
"The members of the Moses Ascetic Order believe that all things are numbered and pursue knowledge itself.
"However, Rosell The Great once said that it's not that we are pursuing knowledge, but that knowledge is pursuing us. The Hidden Sage is knowledge itself. 'He' is pursuing us, pursuing every member of the Moses Ascetic Order. When a lot of knowledge is injected into us, but we aren't able to quickly digest and grasp it, the situation from before will happen. Either we lower our mental defenses and accept the Hidden Sage's transformation, or we rely on our willpower to hold on. If we can't hold on, we will lose control."
So that's the case. You weren't specifically targeted by the Hidden Sage. Even if you successfully escape the predicament from before, you wouldn't be suspected … According to what you said, you have quite a bit of knowledge … Back then, Old Neil only wanted to obtain the knowledge of human body refinement and perfect resurrection, right … Klein suddenly sighed, but he didn't show it on his face.
The reputation of Admiral of Stars isn't bad. She's one of those who has her ways as a thief … Klein reined in his thoughts and calmly said, "If you encounter such a situation again, you can recite my name.
If you encounter such a situation again, you can recite my name. "
Recite your name … Cattleya's lips quivered a few times, instinctively wanting to reject it.
In the end, she did not speak and remained silent for a long time.
After repeatedly weighing the pros and cons, she stood up, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and bowed slightly.
"What can I do for you?"
Klein chuckled and said in a nonchalant tone, "That's right.
"Provide some assistance to my Blessed in the future."
"As you wish." Cattleya sat down again and asked cautiously, "Does the honorific name that Mr. Z provided belong to you?"
She then repeated The Fool's honorific name.
Klein nodded lightly, indicating that he was right.
Cattleya glanced at the other empty seats and asked after some deliberation,
"Honorable Mr. Fool, is there anyone else here?"
Klein smiled.
"Some people like you.
"They set up a regular gathering, and I was a witness."
Cattleya was silent for more than ten seconds.
"Can I join?"
She believed that since she was related to the mysterious existence known as The Fool, it was obviously better to understand him better than doing nothing.
Of course, you have money, knowledge, influence, and needs … Klein leisurely leaned back in his chair.
"Sure.
"Without my permission, you are not to divulge it."
"Alright!" Cattleya replied without hesitation.
Klein tapped his left index finger gently, conjuring the remaining tarot cards on the bronze table.
"They use tarot cards as their code names. These are the remaining ones.
"Choose one."
Cattleya scanned it and went straight to the point.
"The Hermit."
PS: There's a third chapter at 7 PM.
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