Upon hearing Mr. Devil's commission, both the Hermit and the Hanged Man immediately cheered up. During this period of time in the Tarot Club, all members had a clear or unclear understanding of other members, such as the innocence of the sun,
The Hanged Man's cunning, etc.
But most of these understandings will have people with different views. For example, in the eyes of the moon, the sun is a liar who tells lies; in the eyes of the stars, the Hanged Man is a standard angry man; in the eyes of the hermit, the magician is a deep-seated liar.
An unpredictable woman.
But there are only two people, and their labels are very consistent.
Miss Justice is the well-deserved sponsor of the Tarot Club. More than 80% of the entire Tarot Club’s cash flow comes from Miss Justice. It is not an exaggeration to say that Miss Justice has revitalized the Tarot Club.
Mr. Devil, on the other hand, is recognized by the Tarot Society as a person with the deepest knowledge of mysticism.
Even an Extraordinary like Hermit, who has basically been equipped with a full set of equipment and has been around for many years, has considerable expectations for the rewards that Mr. Demon can offer, let alone still struggling to find the position of the Tarot Society.
And Mr. Hanged Man worked hard to climb up.
Seeing the two people's attention shift, Snow's lips raised slightly, and then he said in a calm tone:
"I hope you can spread the information about the Ghost Empire on the sea, so that the desperadoes can believe this information as much as possible and go to the North Sea..."
It was so obvious that the devil wanted more Pathfinders. After a moment of silence, the hermit nodded slightly, and the Hanged Man spoke:
"It's not difficult if you just spread intelligence, but if you want the intelligence to have a certain degree of credibility, you need some evidence."
Snow nodded slightly when he heard the words. From here, you can see the difference between the Hanged Man and the Hermit. As a secret peeper, Ms. Hermit has a lot of mysterious knowledge in her hands. She can easily create things that ordinary extraordinary people cannot see through.
"Evidence", and Mr. Hanged Man... obviously does not have such ability. It is no wonder that after Ms. Hermit appeared, Mr. Hanged Man began to feel intensely uneasy. After all, anyone who sees a superior substitute
It will always be like this when it appears, right?
He skipped the thoughts in his mind, but maintained a gentle social smile on the surface and responded:
"This is not a problem. I will give you some detailed information, including how to find your destination after entering the North Sea, how to cross the Kraken route, and the rules you need to be careful about after landing on the island. Through this real information,
I believe it is enough to attract many pretentious adventurers."
"So what's the reward?" The Hanged Man asked without any pretense, which solidified the image of the standard angry people in the minds of Star, Moon and Hermit.
"A free magical item production. You can prepare the materials yourself, or purchase specific characteristics from me at market prices for processing. The upper limit is five levels of the sequence, and a maximum of two characteristics can be mixed."
The quotation given by Snow can be said to be quite excellent, but the Hanged Man is a little hesitant. Unlike the Hermit Lady, he belongs to the category that is relatively short of money. Even the formula and materials of the Sea Singer potion have not yet been found.
, where do you get the extra extraordinary characteristics to create magical items?
However, the Hanged Man still chose to accept this commission, because he wanted to complete this commission without taking too much risk. Well, maybe he could sell this opportunity to others.
After the Hermit and the Hanged Man accepted Snow's commission, the Tarot Society once again entered a brief silence. Just when Klein was about to let the world speak, asking Mr. Devil if he needed the Fool's help, the Mr. Devil suddenly
Turning around, he bowed deeply to Mr. Fool at the top of the long bronze table:
"Dear Mr. Fool, I hope to use the merits I have accumulated in the past to exchange for your help."
"Phew... You've finally said it!" Klein was extremely glad that he was not good at controlling the world. He immediately stopped trying to make the world speak, leaned back leisurely, and said in a calm tone:
"What kind of help do you need?"
"I hope to get high-level blessings that can bend the rules. It only takes five minutes."
Snow quickly stated his needs. Klein felt numb when he heard the words, but then he understood what Mr. Devil wanted -
When Little Sun was caught in the cycle of fate, Mr. Devil once listed several abilities that could create cycles and distort fate, among which was the authority of "The Fool"...
"However, I am not really a fool. How can I give it to you...wait a minute!" Klein suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered the Black Emperor card on his desk. If it is to distort order, the power of the Black Emperor can undoubtedly be used.
of.
Thinking of this, Klein suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. After thinking about it for a moment, he said with a somewhat testy tone:
"That's no problem, but you can't chant my name now. How can I lend you my personality?"
Although it sounded like he was asking, with the blessing of Mr. Fool's increasingly accurate tone, no one would think that Mr. Fool didn't know what to do.
"Mr. Fool's tone management ability is really getting better and better!" Snow listened to Mr. Fool's words like a child asking an adult for pocket money, and the adult's doting "How much should I give you?"
Okay?" The tone was secretly cursing in my heart, but I still said respectfully:
"I will engrave your holy symbol on an object as a medium to carry your power."
"time?"
Mr. Fool spoke out one word concisely and concisely, obviously agreeing with Snow's idea.
Snow didn't hesitate and said immediately:
"I need some time to prepare the media. Can it be around six o'clock tonight?"
"No problem." Mr. Fool nodded gently. Snow immediately put one hand on his chest and saluted again:
"thanks for your help."
"You deserve this." Mr. Fool said nonchalantly, and then ended the Tarot session. When the figures in front of him disappeared one by one, Klein, who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table, finally relaxed.
With this tone, he spread his spirituality and touched the crimson star belonging to Snow. As the connection was successfully established, Klein also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, the cowhide didn't explode."
Klein muttered something self-deprecating and began to make preparations.
Although theoretically speaking, it is feasible to directly assign personality, but considering that Mr. Fool's character cannot be compromised, he decided to conduct a few experiments first.
As for the goals of the experiment...
Klein thought for a moment, and then touched Daniz's crimson star without hesitation...
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