Old Tang just asked casually, and he didn't ask specifically. Because not all cults are related to the Lord of Mysteries, he just suddenly thought of it and asked in passing.
But I never expected that I would actually get such a clue.
For a moment, Old Tang didn't know what to say.
Is the Lord of Mysteries the Fool?
This is really a major discovery.
Although in Old Tang's memory, it seemed that he had never been in contact with the Lord of Mysteries and the Mysterious Church. But Old Tang always felt that he had some inexplicable connection with the Mysterious Church.
Like some kind of mysterious attraction?
In short, he would subconsciously pay attention to news related to the Mystery from time to time. Maybe... he once had a relationship with the Lord of the Mystery?
But how is this possible?
Old Tang could be sure that the Lord of Mysteries was not the dragon he was familiar with. As the King of Bronze and Fire, it was impossible for him to know that person.
As a human being, he was really just an ordinary human being before he awakened. He didn't even know about the fact that there were actually dragons, let alone the mysteries of the Fool. These things should have nothing to do with him.
That's right...
By the way, when did he wake up?
Did he meet Odin during a bounty mission?
Old Tang couldn't help but shake his head. Many memory fragments were intertwined in his mind. His intuition seemed to be screaming crazily, reminding him of some unknown information.
He...should know the Fool...
That's his... friend...
The bearded man, the skinny monkey who was knocked to the ground, and even the melon-eating crowd watching on the side all raised their heads at the same time and stared at Old Tang expressionlessly.
The storm outside was still beating against the walls, and the lightning that struck from time to time suddenly illuminated the entire hall, and then returned to darkness. Everything here seemed to be tinged with some kind of unspeakable horror.
Fortunately, Old Tang was now trapped in the chaos of memory and did not notice the strangeness here.
Otherwise, he would definitely be shocked by this sudden silence.
"you......"
Finally, after dozens of seconds of silence, Old Tang took a deep breath and spoke slowly in a dry voice: "I am very interested in what you call the Fool. Can you tell me about it?"
"Of course." The bearded man nodded, as if a switch had been pressed, and his face regained the look that a living person should have.
Perhaps because of too much wine, the blush on his face became more and more obvious, almost covering his entire face. He talked non-stop with the strength of the wine.
"Actually, we here basically believe in the goddess of the night, but because I have been wandering at sea for a long time, I believe in the Lord of Storms to a certain extent." The bearded man drank wine and talked: "Actually, the Fool has been a person for more than ten years.
A god who suddenly appeared in 2000, everyone initially treated him as a cult. But this is the sea, and there are very few followers of The Fool, so it didn’t matter to us whether it was a cult or not. At that time, it was basically
I have never heard the name of a fool."
"But later, the God War happened, and the God of War, one of the original seven righteous gods, fell and became the six righteous gods. It was also after that period of time that the giants from Bayam worked hard to preach,
Basically, when I meet people passing by, I will pull them over and preach about the Fool’s teachings. We also passed by some people from Bayam here, and then we learned about the Fool.”
"wait wait wait!"
Although Old Tang had been mentally prepared beforehand, he felt that he might hear some unbelievable and sensational things.
But after hearing this big man talking nonsense.
He was still in shock.
What god war?
What Bayam?
What giant?
What on earth are these?
Old Tang simply found it unbelievable that the man in front of him was saying these unbelievable things in a matter-of-fact manner.
This made him think for a while that it might be the person's imagination. Maybe he was just mentally disturbed and made up these strange information for him.
But Lao Tang quickly gave up this speculation.
Because even the faces of the surrounding onlookers didn't show much surprise, as if these things were really normal here.
The bearded man who was interrupted was not angry, but looked at Old Tang with some confusion: "What's wrong?"
After trying hard to calm down his mind, Old Tang continued to ask: "What does the 'giant' you mentioned just now specifically refer to? Is it a dragon?"
"Dragon clan?"
The bearded man looked puzzled: "What does this have to do with the Dragon Clan?"
Old Tang was stunned for a moment. In his understanding, these extraordinary powers must be related to the dragon clan. Even the giants in Nordic mythology are actually the incarnation of the dragon clan. The typical example is Odin. Although that guy
Dragons, in legends and stories, are indeed Cyclops.
But here, all his common sense seems to be of little use.
Old Tang felt vaguely awkward...as if this place was not a world he was familiar with...
But here happens to be the Secret Church and the Lord of Secrets that he knows about...
Old Tang suppressed the random thoughts in his heart, and then asked tentatively: "Then, what does the giant you are talking about look like? I have never seen a giant before..."
"Oh, you may have misunderstood." The bearded man scratched his cheek slightly shyly, seeming to be a little shy, but it couldn't be seen on his face covered with stubble and red from drinking, "Baiya
Although those people in Mu are called giants and some are called half-giants, they are actually just relatively tall people, with an average height of two and a half meters, so we all call them giants or half-giants, which is the same as those in mythology.
Those giants are different. These half-giants basically believe in the Fool, so they often recruit people to preach and introduce their savior..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying the last word "Savior", the bearded man looked as usual, but the melon-eating crowd not far away from him were frantically clasping the ground, using
He covered his face with a hat.
Old Tang didn't notice the melon-eating crowd.
Two...two and a half meters?!
He was stunned by this data.
This is so meow...
A picture instantly emerged in Old Tang's mind. A group of giants with an average height of more than two and a half meters. Then they were holding the Mysterious Holy Book (or it should be the Holy Book of Fools) and preaching to people with kind smiles.
…
Just imagining that scene makes one's scalp numb.
Old Tang swallowed, feeling that his excellent height of 1.8 meters seemed a bit inadequate...
Although dragons can disguise themselves as other species by adjusting their bones, in theory there should be no problem adjusting their height.
But every change takes a huge amount of time and energy, and his body shape is theoretically the most suitable for him. A slight change would take a lot of effort... There is no way to improve myself to 2.5 meters...
This is a very sad thing!
But when he thought about it, Old Tang couldn't help but shook his head. His most critical issue now was not this!
He thought for a while, found an entry point, and continued to collect information: "By the way, what is the place you call Bayam?"
After asking this question, the bearded man looked at him with disbelief. Even the people eating melons around him looked at him with shock and curiosity.
"Why don't you know anything? Even if you don't know Bayam, even the seven righteous gods don't know...which corner did you run out of?"
"Now that Bayam has been chosen as the address of the Church of Fools' headquarters, it has become completely famous. Since you know the Lord of Mysteries, you should also know where the Church's headquarters is."
The big man with beards clicked his tongue in surprise.
"..."
Old Tang suddenly became embarrassed, this...
"I am Chinese from the United States."
Old Tang honestly told his identity as a human being. If you use this explanation, you might be able to fool him a little bit. Because some Americans don’t even know where New York is, and pointing to Canada on the map.
Maybe you can fool me a little to show that you are poor at geography.
"USA?"
Now it was the bearded man's turn to be dumbfounded.
"What country is the United States?"
"...?"
Old Tang and the bearded man looked at each other with big eyes.
It felt like one of them was talking and the other was listening, but in the end, they didn't get the message right at all.
This strange situation lasted for nearly a minute. The bearded man finally retreated.
"Okay, let's change the topic..." the bearded man said, "It feels like you are not from this world..."
"..."
Now Old Tang was really silent.
Now he really suspected that he was thrown into another world by that bastard magician. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain everything he encountered.
Old Tang took a deep breath for the last time and asked: "...Which country is...here?"
"The Kingdom of Loen." The bearded man answered without thinking.
"..."
Old Tang fell into chaos.
He could say this was a different world, but this group of people spoke Mandarin, and there were ships going back and forth. If he said this was a world of dragons, he could be sure that what they were talking about did not exist at all.
Old Tang felt that his hair was going bald.
"Then why do you speak Chinese? And you speak it so standardly?" Old Tang asked hysterically, asking his soul question, "Don't you have your own language?"
"?"
The bearded man slowly questioned: "Is there something wrong?"
"..."
Seeing the baffled and taken-for-granted expression on the other party's face, Old Tang was completely defeated.
Feeling hazy and in a trance, I feel like I might be dreaming.
Looking at Old Tang who seemed to have lost his soul, the bearded man couldn't bear it, and kindly reminded him: "If you want to know more about the Fool, you can go to the Church of St. Arianna, although it belongs to the Goddess of the Night.
The church, but it also contains information about the Fool."
"I'm just an ordinary sailor. I haven't studied much, so I may not be able to help you much."
The bearded man shrugged his shoulders and expressed helplessness, "Maybe you can ask the landlady, she seems to know a lot."
Old Tang reluctantly showed a smile, said a few perfunctory words, and left in a hurry, wanting to tell others the strange news.
His head was about to explode, and he couldn't analyze anything useful.
If that guy's nonsense is correct, everything becomes confusing...
Just as he was halfway there, his stomach suddenly growled, and his body protested.
Only then did Old Tang realize what he had come out to do this time.
He touched his empty belly and sighed helplessly.
"Why......"
Then he turned around again, walked straight to the bar, and asked the waiter: "Is there anything to eat here?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Sir, are you hungry? Our renditions of langoustines and Dixie pies are delicious. It would be even better if you would like some sparkling water..."
"No, no, no," Old Tang quickly interrupted the waiter's endless sales pitch and said bravely, "Just order whatever rice noodles you like..."
Thinking of the environment here, Old Tang paused for a moment, and then added: "Bread is fine, too."
Because the most serious thing is... they have no money...
They were sent to the sea soaked to the skin before, with almost no useful things on their bodies, only some useless submersible wreckage, not to mention money, and they were so poor that they were so poor.
No one would carry money underwater, right? Unless they were crazy.
Therefore, the foursome are currently penniless.
I was able to stay in the hotel because the landlady was kind and said I could pay for it in the end...
They thought they might be able to make money once they contacted the college.
But now it seems far away, and whether we can go back is still a question. The only hope is the passing freighters as Luo Xihu said.
"We don't have rice noodles here. Is bread okay? You can go back to your room and rest first. We will send it to you after a while."
The waiter looked rather regretful and said, "Do you really don't want Dixie pie and langoustine? We have very cheap ones here."
"No..."
Old Tang hurriedly waved his hand and rejected the waiter's kindness.
They can't even afford the cheapest bread now, so how can they have the nerve to buy other bread?
"Okay then." The waiter didn't force it, "How many pounds of bread are needed? Should I pay now or include it in the accommodation fee?"
The waiter continued to ask kindly.
Old Tang had no idea how bread was calculated here, so he could only bite the bullet and say with a straight face: "...Bread for four people, and then it will be included in the accommodation fee."
As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head.
As the King of Bronze and Fire, Norton, the famous bounty hunter Tang was proud for thousands of years, and finally lowered his head in shame in front of the little bread.
No way, no money!
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