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Chapter 192 Cult

"Fool?" The extraordinary people who attended Mr. A's party either chewed the word themselves or whispered with their companions to discuss whether they had met people of similar faith.

"When did such a cult appear?" someone whispered in confusion.

At this time, Mr. A asked the waiter next to him to hold up a blackboard, and wrote a few lines of words in Ru Enwen:

“The fools who do not belong to this era;

“The mysterious master above the grey mist;

"The King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck."

As everyone looked at the blackboard, Mr. A said in a hoarse voice that made people feel uncomfortable:

"Don't pronounce the above content in Hermis, such as Giant, Elf, Dragon and Old Hermis, and you can't even write corresponding descriptions in them, otherwise there is a high probability that something terrible will happen.

"Help me find those who believe in the 'fool'. Of course, they may also follow the 'mysterious master above the grey fog' and the 'the king of yellow and black who controls good luck'. As long as you get a little clue, tell me immediately that the reward I will give will be more than you imagined!"

"This description... sounds like an amazing existence. I have only seen similar titles in the Seven Gods' books!" A member of the party exclaimed.

His companion shook his head and said:

“Many cults believe in the same way.”

"Is it really a cult?" The other party members blurted out in surprise when they heard their discussion.

"It should be that, generally speaking, the spiritual creatures we summon may also have three such descriptions, but one of them must be 'someone's favor' or something like 'someone', and it will not be in this form!" A gathering member who is proficient in occultism gave a theoretical basis.

While they had a passionate exchange, Fors was almost foolish there.

Isn't this the honorary name of Mr. "The Fool"? Although it is described in Ruenwen, I can undoubtedly be sure! How could Mr. A think about finding the believers of Mr. "The Fool"? Is this the intention of the Aurora Society? Fors' mind is messy.

She knew that Mr. A was a member of the Aurora because a "terrorist organization" announced its high-profile responsibility during the assassination of Ambassador Intis.

After a brief shock, Fors subconsciously examined himself, worried that he would be discovered to be a member of the Tarot Society, a "fool" in a sense.

I just read the name of Mr. "The Fool" according to the Guchmiswen on that piece of paper, and was pulled into the grey fog. No one knew about this matter at all, and was not afraid of investigation at all... But the paper with the name of Mr. "The Fool" has a source, and it is hidden in the books we borrowed from Viscount Glylint...Fur's thoughts flashed.

"The fool who does not belong to this era... Isn't this the description I have seen on that piece of paper? I even dreamed of an evil spirit!" At the same time, Xiu also remembered the thing that made her feel scared, but her long-term experience of bounty hunter did not expose anything unusual.

Immediately afterwards, she followed the trend and thought about the origin of the paper:

It is hidden in the mezzanine of "History of the Nobles of the Kingdom of Ruin"... "History of the Nobles of the Kingdom of Ruin" was borrowed from Viscount Glylint's study...

Suddenly, a person's name flashed through Fors and Xiu's mind at the same time:

"Vissue Glylint!"

At this time, Viscount Glylint was looking at the blackboard and said to himself with interest:

"This name is rare.

"But it sounds very awesome!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked around in confusion and said to Fors and Xiu:

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Nothing is nothing." Hugh and Forth shook their heads at high frequency at the same time.

…………

After dinner, inside an elegantly decorated house.

Audrey brought the golden retriever Susie into the living room under the guidance of psychology teacher Islant, which was the "academic" gathering that she had agreed to last week.

Her maid, her bodyguard, was all here, and she walked with Susie to the spacious living room.

In the living room, I don’t know if it’s for the atmosphere or for some other reason, the gas wall lights were not lit up, and the light in the room was provided by the coffee table and the candles held by several gold-plated lamp holders on the cabinets.

Before Audrey could observe the environment carefully, she saw a gentleman in her thirties wearing a gray tuxedo coming towards her.

"This is the owner of this place, Mr. Stephen Hampres, the furniture merchant." Islant, with long hair and waist, introduced.

She was about to talk about Audrey's identity, but Hampres laughed:

"Islant, don't talk, give me a chance to guess."

He has two neatly trimmed mustache and a pair of charming dark brown eyes, and looks very gentle, unlike a furniture businessman, but like a university lecturer.

After carefully looking at Audrey, he smiled and said:

"Islant only said that you are her student, haha, I think you are a well-educated noble lady, and not the kind of impersonal type. You undoubtedly don't have to worry about the deterioration of your quality of life...

"You are a little excited, you are very curious, you are relatively simple and caring...

"Of course, the most obvious thing is that you are very beautiful, like an angel!"

He made a joke at the end, then pressed his hands on his chest, bent down and bowed:

"Welcome, beautiful Miss Angel."

You are right, you are worthy of being a member of the "Psychological Alchemy Society", but what you observed were me a few months ago, and I deliberately showed myself... Audrey spoke in surprise and shock:

"Mr. Hampres, did you know me before?"

She didn't let the shocked expression stay on her face too much, because similar emotions themselves were instantaneous reactions and could not last too long.

Once someone is surprised for several seconds, it means that his performance is likely to be pretending.

Audrey didn't notice this at first, but after observing others' "acting" for a long time, she naturally summarized many rules.

"No, I don't know you until now. This is just the basic qualities of a psychology enthusiast." Hampres chuckled.

Before he finished speaking, Audrey had completed her own observations and made corresponding judgments based on the surrounding environment:

"His dress and his house furnishings all show that he is a person who cares a lot about his body...

"The sapphire on his left ring looks quite small, but its actual quality is average, and there is no symbolic symbol or magical logo in it... His economic situation is not as good as it is... He is very vain...

"Although he was very enthusiastic just now, his standing posture, the direction of his feet, and the change in his mood colors all show that he still has many concerns and is quite alert...

"He sincerely praised my appearance, but it was not like a man looking at women. He had traces of skin care products on his face, and had definitely painted his eyebrows. His skills were not as good as my makeup maid Soliya, but it was better than me... The perfume on his body was 'confused', and I only saw women use it... Well, he should be a man, and he played the relatively weak side..."

At the same time, Audrey skillfully showed her yearning:

"Mr. Hampres, I really want to have the observation that you have."

While speaking, she had a faint smile on her face, and under the guidance of Hampres and Islant, she met the other seven or eight people in the living room one by one.

These dual enthusiasts of occult and psychology are descendants of the declining nobles, some are associate professors in colleges, and some are rich children. For example, there is a young man's father who is the owner of Philips Department Store, the most famous department store in Beckland.

In the following exchange, Audrey basically only listened but didn't say anything. She also asked questions, fully demonstrating her curiosity and yearning.

In this "academic" discussion, Islant, Hampres and others deliberately mentioned the etheric body and mental body, the spiritual world and the collective subconscious, and gave some relatively unique views, allowing Audrey to gradually figure out some of the difficulties accumulated in daily life.

When he was over and walked out of the house, Audrey looked at Islant beside him and asked in a naive manner:

"Teacher Islant, when will I, be as good as Mr. Hampres in psychology?"

Islant curled the corners of his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her and said:

"soon."

…………

At night, Klein, who was about to enter the bed, came to the grey fog again.

He was quite sleepy and was immediately shocked by the news told by the "Magician".

"The Aurora will know the 'fool'? I know my name? Is the 'true Creator' locked me?" Klein suddenly sat upright, as if facing a great enemy.

He quickly denied the last guess. If the "real creator" had indeed locked him, Mr. A would have come to collect the copper pennies from the gas meter, and there might even be a saint.

In other words, only know the "fool" and the corresponding honorific name, know the clues are in Beckland... Who leaked the news? Kklain frowned and recalled it carefully.

Soon, he discovered a possibility:

Recently, the little "Sun" has recited my honorable name, and when he had an intersection with the members of the Exploration Team polluted by the "Real Creator"... He held a sacrifice ceremony. There should be symbolic symbols corresponding to the "Fool" at the scene, and there is an ancient palace above the gray fog... Therefore, the "Real Creator" sensed the existence of the "Fool" and determined that I was the guy who had blasphemed, wrong, harassed, and wrong, and peeped at Him...

Also, the little "Sun" used "Eye of All Blackness" at that time, which contained the spiritual pollution of the "Real Creator"... Through this, He clarified that my followers or believers were in Beckland?

You can't take "Eye of All Black" out in the future!

After roughly understanding the problem, Klein fell into a difficult problem again:

Mr. A offered a reward for the believers looking for "fools" in a not-so-private and relatively open gathering of extraordinary people. Is it really not enough to have enough brains or is it deliberately "fishing"?

Alas, Aurora will be paranoid madmen, and their heads are almost broken, and they can't speculate on their true intentions at all!
Chapter completed!
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