Klein, who worked the night shift at Chanis Gate last night, returned home and slept beautifully all morning after receiving Mr. Devil's good morning greetings. Then he was brutally awakened by Mr. Devil during lunch.
Fortunately, the maid hired yesterday was very diligent and prepared a hot lunch immediately after he woke up, which comforted Mr. Fool's injured soul.
After his growling stomach was soothed by lunch, Klein picked up a copy of the Tingen Candide newspaper and used the act of reading the newspaper to hide his thoughts.
After guarding Chanis Gate, he got two days off, and he planned to take this opportunity to be promoted to the Joker.
After all, although the conflict between Extraordinaries in Tingen City has gradually stabilized, neither the divine envoys of the Aurora Society, the unborn descendants of the evil gods, nor the audience who have been hiding in the dark have any intention of showing up.
In addition, Mr. Azik has already gone to Backlund, and now his thirst for power has almost reached a critical point.
"After the Tarot meeting, I will buy extraordinary materials..."
With this thought in mind, Klein finished his lunch hastily, then returned to his bedroom and began to think about how to disguise himself and travel.
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"It's done." Snow read through the copy in front of him again, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he burned it. He wanted to achieve many goals in today's Tarot session, so the plan was also written in particularly detail.
As time went by, Snow slowly cheered up from his laziness. With the burst of crimson light in front of his eyes, he appeared again in front of the ancient mottled bronze long table. Opposite him, the only Tarot Club member
Madam, Miss Justice stood up as usual, but obviously this time she seemed a little impatient and did not greet her in turn as usual:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool, I'm sorry that I didn't get Emperor Russell's diary this week, but Backlund's condition has improved, and I should be able to attend some gatherings of the Extraordinary Circle this week!"
"Okay." Although Klein was a little disappointed, he still maintained the majesty of the Fool. After Mr. Fool responded, Audrey immediately said eagerly:
"Mr. Sun, have you got the 'Mind Reader' formula?"
Little Sun's reputation is naturally excellent. Although he finally managed to get enough of the extraordinary materials needed for the Mind Reader formula and the Singer by selling off his property, he did not show it. Instead, he simply relied on Mr. Fool's help.
The recipe for the magic potion is written below.
Mr. Fool was also very considerate and helped Miss Justice change the name of the material to a modern name.
Probably because she didn't get the diary of Emperor Russell, Miss Justice felt a little guilty after getting the formula, and immediately said:
"Mr. Fool, in order to show my apology and to compensate for the price difference of this transaction, I am willing to provide three hundred and fifty pounds to your beloved."
"Three hundred and fifty pounds?!" Mr. Fool, who thought he was going to bid farewell to those cute little coins today, his eyes lit up, but he still pretended not to be interested in money at all and said calmly:
"A reasonable deal."
Having said this, Klein remembered that Miss Justice did not have a messenger, and then presented the previously unused Backlund anonymous account on parchment and handed it to Miss Justice, while muttering in his heart——
"The messenger is really useful. Maybe I should ask Mr. Azik how to get a messenger?"
After sorting out the financial situation, Klein held down Mr. Demon and silently materialized the parchment with neat handwriting that should be called Panridax's diary. He did not rush to read it, but looked at it.
The little sun——
“What compensation do you hope to receive?”
When Little Sun heard this, he thought seriously for a moment and then replied:
"I don't have any items that I urgently want to get recently, but I should be able to digest the 'Singer' potion quickly, so the compensation will be accumulated first, well, just as preparation for the Sequence 8 formula, or necessary materials.
"
"Even if I know the material, I can't give it to you... If you are really in the God's Abandoned Land, even a messenger can't deliver it to you, right?" Although Klein doesn't know what the God's Abandoned Land is.
You can summon a messenger, but after all, it is a place where Sequence Four combat power exists. If a mere messenger can come and go at will, it is impossible to be trapped for so many years.
Just when Klein nodded and planned to read Panridax's diary, Miss Justice also noticed the word "digestion" in Little Sun's words and asked thoughtfully:
"Mr. Sun, have you mastered the acting method?"
When Little Sun heard this, his eyes showed a bit of confusion, but he still replied calmly: "This is not something to be surprised about. The general education class in Silver City teaches the 'acting method'..."
"Snapped!"
Just when the Hanged Man and Justice were surprised that this kind of knowledge was taught in the general education class, a soft sound suddenly came. Everyone turned their heads, only to find that Mr. Devil, who had always seemed not to take anything to heart,
He actually showed a shocked expression that even the gray fog could not block.
"Mr. Demon is so rude? You shouldn't be!" If anyone is the most surprised at this moment, it must be Mr. Fool who is sitting at the top of the long bronze table, because he may be the one who knows the background of Mr. Demon best among these people.
How could an Extraordinary who possesses extraordinary items that are likely to come from high-sequences, possesses information related to gods, and has a family inheritance, be shocked by the popularity of the role-playing method?
Unless, this acting method has a deeper secret!
Thinking of this, Mr. Fool slowed down in picking up the diary, and Mr. Devil, as he "hoped", asked in an unprecedented serious tone:
"Can you tell me the belief and population of your Silver City?"
"Why would Mr. Devil ask this? What does the role-playing method taught in the general education class have to do with faith and population?"
Perhaps because he noticed that everyone was looking at him curiously, or simply because he felt that he had nothing to hide, Little Sun nodded slightly and said:
"We in Silver City believe in the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and almighty God. There are more than two thousand people in the city."
Under the gaze of everyone in the Tarot Club, Snow took a deep breath, and then said in a serious and deep tone:
"Although I'm not sure whether your so-called omniscient and omnipotent God is the one I know, and I don't know if your Silver City is in the place I know, but if my prediction is correct, he should not have responded to you for a long time.
Bar?"
"How do you know? What else do you know? Can you tell me? I'll give you everything I have to offer in exchange!"