His Royal Highness Prince Edsac and the Witch Triss knelt down indoors, praying devoutly, and recited in a low voice the honorable name that represents hope and the future:

"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray fog. You are the king of yellow and black who controls good luck."

"I am a descendant of the Roen royal family and the third heir, Edsac Augustus."

"I am the witch Triss who is preparing to escape from the witch sect. I am responsible for communicating with the royal family."

"We pray for your response, we pray for your help, we pray for your mercy..."

The sound of prayers pierced the ears of Klein, who was attending a dance, so under the thoughtful eyes of countless people, he applied to enter the washroom again.

There were comments coming from behind.

"I didn't expect that our great detective would be so young..."

"Oh, I am also going to introduce Miss Haiyan to him, tsk tsk..."

Klein felt that he was not a magician, but a clown. He entered the bathroom with a nervous expression, placed the items, and walked four steps backward to reach the top of the gray mist.

I want to see who is praying to the Fool so early in the morning.

The next second, two unfamiliar figures came into view.

In the ancient palace above the gray fog, Klein sat at the top of the long bronze table, tapping his fingers as he looked at the circles of light curtains swinging next to him, admiring the praying figures without expression.

His heart was filled with roars, how many people did the wise elder want to fill his Tarot Club with?

Even the witch was cured today!

What will happen next time?!

He sighed with great sadness in his heart, and then summoned the prince and the witch as usual, and the crimson starlight faded like the tide.

Luo Feng, the prince, and the witch came to the gray mist together.

Triss found herself in an ancient and majestic palace, sitting at a long mottled green table, with boundless gray-white mist under her feet, and a figure looking down at her in front of her, giving her a majestic feeling.

With her heart filled with wireless shock, Triss lowered her head humbly and asked:

"Are you the mysterious master above the gray fog?"

Klein glanced at Triss and couldn't help but sigh at the charm of the witch. She was obviously converted from a man, but she was no less inferior to Backlund's gem Miss Audrey.

No wonder Emperor Russell keeps talking about it all day long, the witch tastes really good.

Then he glanced at Edsac Augustus, and an idea came to Klein's mind. His Royal Highness looked quite wealthy, and the Tarot Society seemed to have one more wallet.

"You can just call me Mr. Fool, and sit down." Klein said calmly: "On Monday, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the Tarot will hold a regular gathering. There is still one hour left."

"Follow your will." Whether it is His Highness the Prince or the Witch, facing a god-like existence at this moment, they are extremely humble and wait quietly.

Time passed little by little, and rays of deep red light rose up, solidifying into different human shapes on both sides of the long bronze table.

Miss Justice Audrey, Mr. Hanged Man Alger, Mr. Strength Luo Feng, Mr. Lover Ameng, Magician Miss Forsi, Mr. Fool Trumpet World.

Mr. Sun Derrick, Mr. Pope Dunn, and two newcomers who have just joined: His Royal Highness Prince Edsac and the Witch Triss.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

Audrey lifted up her skirt and saluted the figure shrouded in gray mist:

The cheerful and cheerful voice made His Royal Highness Prince Edsac and the Witch Triss realize that this mysterious gathering did not seem that serious.

Next, everyone noticed that the two newcomers who had just joined could not help but recall the time when they first joined the Tarot Society. They began to analyze the origins and functions of these two people.

Only Little Sun Derrick felt purely happy because the number of members in the Tarot Club had increased again.

According to the convention of the Tarot Society, the two newcomers must choose their own code names and have a chair of their own.

As a witch, Triss did not hesitate too much and said instinctively: "I choose the Queen Card."

"Queen, this lady is a rather proud person." Miss Justice Audrey opened the audience's perspective analysis: "She looks very elegant, but she must be beautiful in reality."

Triss chose the queen, and Edsac, as the prince, said without hesitation: "I choose the emperor card."

As soon as the word "Emperor Card" came out, everyone's eyes changed.

Miss Justice Audrey and several other attentive gentlemen discovered keenly that Mr. Emperor glanced at Miss Queen from time to time. The two of them might be lovers in reality.

Klein, who was hiding above the gray mist, couldn't help but take a deep look at Mr. Emperor. Do you think the taste of a witch is really good? It seems that Emperor Russell has a like-minded person.

Luo Feng thought more deeply. If Prince Edsac chooses the Emperor card, what should Russell, the real Black Emperor, choose when he comes to the Tarot Club?!

In the silence, Mr. Little Sun asked bluntly: "Mr. Emperor, are you and Miss Queen husband and wife?"

This action of Little Sun aroused applause from everyone in the Tarot Club.

Between a group of thoughtful old men, a frank and honest person is needed to break the deadlock.

"Husband and wife?" Prince Edsac was stunned for a moment, glanced at Triss nervously, and hesitated: "It should be..."

"It's not a couple." Witch Triss said calmly, "It's a relationship between being imprisoned and being imprisoned."

Prince Edsac's face turned pale and he nodded with difficulty.

However, Witch Triss then said: "That was before, now it should be a cooperative relationship."

oh……

Everyone in the Tarot Club's eyes lit up.

Magician Miss Forsi, as a famous novelist in Backlund, has now begun to write a series of literary and artistic works.

And Klein, who comes from the 21st century and has experienced many literary baptisms, can't help but think of the names of various novels, The Overbearing President, The Imprisoned Princess, Unable to Love, My Little Beloved Wife...

Reserved, reserved, Klein, you are the mysterious Mr. Fool.

While Klein was satisfied with eating the big melon, he secretly warned himself to pay attention to his style.

With Mr. Luo Feng skillfully handing over his invention and creation of Russell's diary, success once again cost the fool's wool.

Tarot session officially begins.

"You can start communicating." Mr. Fool smiled and said to the Tarot congregation. After hiding the gray mist, he acted as the arbiter.

Triss had been exposed to many secret gatherings and was familiar with the process, but this time the tarot gathering was of a higher standard than any gathering she had attended.

The host is a great being who is almost a god.

Only in this way can it be possible to break your own destiny.

Mr. Fool Trumpet World asked: "Who has news about the true Creator?"

Triss took a deep breath and secretly thought that it was indeed the case. The high-ranking gathering discussed the evil god and the true god, and major events related to the world.
Chapter completed!