He requested Mr. Fool's help? That's possible? Cattleya was stunned when she heard that.
She didn't doubt Mr. Fool's level and abilities. After receiving punishment and discovering that "His" Blessed, German Sparrow, was becoming more and more powerful, she no longer had any doubts regarding such matters. Back when Mr. Fool used an ancient item to pull her here, allowing her to avoid the pursuit of knowledge, she already knew that he was at least an existence at the level of the Hidden Sage or Primordial Moon. However, due to various reasons, he was unable to directly interfere with the real World. He was suspected to be an ancient god in the process of awakening.
The Moon's words left her surprised that Mr. Fool would actually provide effective and substantial help to the members of the Tarot, and not impart knowledge or pull them in.
On the one hand, this means that I can also directly request Mr. Fool's help in times of danger … This is more exaggerated than any ritual … On the other hand, it vaguely reveals that Mr. Fool's awakening process is faster than I imagined … Many thoughts flashed through Cattleya's mind.
Audrey, Sun, and company weren't surprised by this. They had more or less prayed to Mr. Fool for help, and they had seen the angels under this great existence.
Seeing everyone cast their gazes at him, Emlyn shrank his head and raised his chin.
"I paid the price.
"This is an equivalent exchange!"
An equivalent exchange … The immediate response and effective feedback from a great existence is priceless! Cattleya couldn't help but retort inwardly.
The reason why she didn't directly say it was that she also hoped to have such an opportunity for an equivalent exchange in the future. And this often meant that she would have one more life than others!
Magicians Fors expressed her puzzlement at Mr. Moon's deliberate emphasis on equivalent exchange. Those who had prayed to Mr. Fool for help had all provided corresponding rewards!
Mr. Moon really is a person who cares about his reputation. No, a Sanguine … Audrey seriously evaluated Emlyn's momentary emotional changes.
As the exchange continued, the Tarot Gathering slowly came to an end.
After returning to the City of Silver, Sun first seriously memorized the pros and cons of a Notary given by Mr. The Hanging Man. Then, he headed to the twin towers in the north of the city to choose a mystical item.
He hadn't done it before because his condition wasn't stable after his advancement. He was worried that he would lose control when he came into contact with a mystical item.
Inside the spire, Derrick Berg, who had completed the process, raised his request. He saw the selected items and obtained the corresponding documents.
After careful reading and observation, he quickly narrowed down the scope to two choices.
One was Cardi's Ring. It had an ancient appearance and was completely iron-black in color. It was engraved with dark and complicated patterns. It was left behind by a resident of the City of Silver a long time ago. It could help the wearer intimidate their target, causing them to pause for a certain period of time. It could also cause normal humans to temporarily lose their rationality, or awaken the hidden warmth and memories of crazy monsters. It could make them fall into a state of confusion for a short period of time, preventing them from attacking.
The other was Thunder God's Roar. It was obtained from a city that had been reduced to ruins. It was rather heavy, and it looked like a gigantic hammer. Its surface was deep blue, and there were silver-white bolts of lightning swirling around it. Its grip was suspected to be the leg bone of a living creature. In battle, it could emit a sound that made the enemy panic and panic. It was as if Thunder God had descended to the ground and was constantly roaring. Every strike of it was extremely destructive, and the terrifying lightning was never absent.
The negative effect of Cardi's Ring was that the wearer would unknowingly produce another "self." Therefore, they had to receive regular treatment from a Psyche Analyst. If they missed one or two sessions, the problem would become extremely serious and difficult to treat. And the battle between the two selves would eventually lead to a loss of control.
Relatively speaking, Thunder God's Roar didn't have such a huge hidden danger. It only made the wearer accumulate irritable emotions. As long as they vented it regularly, there wouldn't be a problem. However, it had another negative effect. In an environment without light, the wearer would have a 100% chance of being attacked by terrifying monsters in the depths of the darkness!
The probability of being attacked is 100% … Upon seeing this data, Derrick felt depressed. This meant that many residents of the City of Silver had already disappeared due to this reason.
They were all the former owners of Thunder God's Roar!
Which one should I choose? Producing another "self" is a very terrifying matter. Miss Justice seems to have mentioned that this is called dissociative identity disorder … Not only does Thunder God's Roar have the ability to affect an enemy's state, it also has rather powerful offensive strength … My Axe of Hurricane has been used too frequently, so it should be destroyed earlier than expected … I can emit light myself, so I don't have to worry about absolute darkness … After some thought, he pointed at the ghostly-blue hammer.
"I want Thunder God's Roar."
…
160 Böklund Street. Just as Klein walked out of his master bedroom, he saw Butler Walter waiting outside. He held a few invitations in his hand.
"Sir, there are a total of three invitations this Monday. Afternoon tea on Wednesday, literary salon on Friday, and dinner on Saturday. They are from …"
Klein listened with a warm expression as he smiled.
"Tell these friendly invitees that I'll be participating."
"Alright, sir." Walter bowed and left the third floor.
Seeing his back disappear down the staircase, Klein couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Another week of such invitations, and it'll be my turn to invite my neighbors to a ball or dinner …
Only by doing this a few times will I be able to truly enter their circle and be introduced to important figures of a higher level, allowing me to enter different clubs …
Heh heh, such a referral is definitely built on the basis of sufficient wealth. A person without any value wouldn't receive a referral …
It's really troublesome to socialize with high society. I'll need at least another month before I can come into contact with people who are at the periphery of the Great Smog of Baekeland … It's still better with the Church. As long as I donate enough and am pious enough, I can freely enter and listen to the bishop's sermons. Of course, that's under the premise that I pass the checks …
If everything goes well, I might be able to grasp the Keepers' shifts within a month and find a chance to enter behind Chanis Gate …
Klein reined in his thoughts and instructed his valet, Richardson, to bring his coat, hat, and cane over.
According to his arrangements, he was to watch the most popular play, The Traitor's Ring, at the Royal Theater.
It wasn't purely for entertainment. Only by understanding popular plays, famous music, and trends would he have something to talk about in the various gatherings of high society.
A popular gentleman must be very tiring in private. A minute on stage is ten years of hard work … Such social gatherings are really tiring … As Klein lampooned, he allowed Richardson to put on his coat. Then, he took a high-end four-wheeled carriage to the Royal Theater in West Borough. He sat in a luxurious VIP room and watched The Traitor's Ring.
It's different from movies and television series. A play's performance is more exaggerated and forceful. Yes, this is determined by the performance environment …
The story isn't bad, but why do I find it a little familiar? Don't tell me that the original author is Rosell The Great …
These people should be famous actors. The newspapers have mentioned them before. It's said that they're very popular. It's a little like celebrities from the Internet era on Earth …
As long as I participate in gatherings of high society, I'll definitely have a chance of meeting them … As Klein watched the play, he habitually lampooned inwardly.
…
Cherwood Borough, at the ticket office of a large theater.
Finally, it was Melissa's turn. She took out notes and copper coins and pushed them into the window.
"The Traitor's Ring, Sunday at three in the afternoon. Two tickets."
…
After watching The Traitor's Ring, Klein sat in his carriage, drank a mouthful of black tea, and received the various evening newspapers that Richardson had bought.
He first flipped to the drama review section, found some professional comments, and compared them with his own viewing experience. Gradually, he came up with a personal and deep experience.
Yes, at least I can fool those gentlemen and madams … After finishing his "homework," Klein leisurely flipped through the newspapers and unexpectedly discovered a piece of news:
"10% of the Baekeland Bicycle Company's shares have been sold. Friends, please do not disturb us!"
It's already been finalized? Mr. Eichinger publishing this news means that he has already received the money … Klein was first delighted before he frowned slightly.
His gaze paused on the exclamation mark at the end!
The content of the news was indeed what he and Eichinger Stanton had agreed upon in advance, but he had a nagging feeling that the exclamation mark at the end was a little glaring.
The emotions contained in this sentence clearly don't need an exclamation mark … Mr. Eichinger is a person who pays attention to details. It's impossible for him to let the newspaper do as they please … He deliberately used this exclamation mark. What message is he sending?
He's giving a warning? As he pondered, Klein suddenly realized something.
The 10% of the Baekeland Bicycle Company's shares that Eichinger Stanton sold clearly came from Sherlock Moriarty. And with the former's moral character, it was impossible for him to sell it for no reason. This meant, to a certain extent, that Sherlock Moriarty or his agent had already returned to Baekeland!
Therefore, a certain faction of the royal family that was involved in the Great Smog of Baekeland had keenly sensed the situation and started monitoring Detective Eichinger Stanton, hoping to capture the target who had gone to collect the cash!
How should I get the money … Klein pretended to read the newspaper naturally and seriously pondered this serious question.
PS: First update, then change. I'll take the afternoon off to write a chapter. The curly-haired baboon is stuck again. It's really frustrating to write the daily life and foreshadowing in an interesting and attractive manner.
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