"The encounter described by Mr. 'The Hanged Man' is the ability of the elves, and the ballad is their understanding of the origin of extraordinary creatures?" Audrey, who is very interested in mythology and history, had an ethereal voice, turned her green eyes, and looked curiously
Towards the little "sun".
Although she found it difficult to understand that in the elves' mythology, the dragon was the only surviving extraordinary creature, her long-term etiquette education did not allow her to interrupt other people's speeches without authorization, so she asked in another direction.
Klein, who was doubtful, pressed his hands down, resisting the urge to knock on the long table, and also cast his gaze imperceptibly.
Derrick, who was being watched by other members, was a little nervous. The content of the general class that was originally clear suddenly became blurry, hesitating and unable to say anything.
"You can relax a little." Alger, who was sitting next to him, frowned slightly and said in a calm voice.
Derrick "The Sun" glanced gratefully at Mr. "The Hanged Man" beside him, took a few deep breaths, and recounted the content of the class with difficulty.
"The classics preserved in Silver City do not specify the meaning of this nursery rhyme, and because we have never seen the sea, we only recorded a similar ability once."
"However, some of the former council elders speculated that this should be the ability of the 'Sea Blessed One' to pass through the demigod realm. In the recorded nursery rhymes, the thundering wind has an obvious direction, and the people of fire should also be someone.
A vague description of authority.”
Ability in the realm of demigods... Alger frowned even more, because he didn't get the answer he wanted, and slowly shook his head.
He didn't want to give up and looked in the direction of "the world".
The favored person of Mr. Fool should have more resources and may have unique insights.
But after nearly a minute, Alger didn't see a single wave of movement in this beloved one. He was like a stone statue, sitting quietly on his seat, watching the proceedings of the meeting like an observer, without saying a word.
mean.
Could it be that this level of topic doesn't interest him?
Klein, who was sitting upright, looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of the Tarot Club members who were either deep in thought or confused, feeling a little disappointed.
He had expected someone to come up with more clues.
Sighing secretly, he moved his right hand in an inconspicuous manner, and the "substitute" controlled the movement of the spiritual body's thread.
"The World"'s eyes suddenly became alert. He swept his gaze and said in a low voice:
"I have a commission here."
He looked directly at Miss Justice, who was suspected of being a noble, and slowed down his speech.
"I hope to get information on all the ruined nobles of the Loen Kingdom, including their current addresses. The more detailed the better."
The members except "Taiyang" were stunned for a moment, then cheered up instantly.
"The World" has just commissioned the assassination of Backlund, and now it wants information about the nobles. Which target is he targeting again?
Is there any instruction from Mr. Fool or his angels behind this?
Miss "Justice", who was in possession of this information, frowned infrequently and asked with some vigilance:
"Mr. World, what do you want to do?"
"The World", whose whole body was covered by a cloak and whose face was as stiff as a wax statue, had no guilt and answered calmly and naturally:
"I have been looking for some things recently, some of which are related to many nobles who established meritorious services in the early days."
Suddenly, he laughed slightly sarcastically and said hoarsely:
"You know, many nobles who made great achievements in the early days of the kingdom have now fallen into ruin."
He did not say that those who were still prosperous and those who "survived" were now great nobles. Investigating them was tantamount to courting death.
Entering the "spectator" state, his green eyes were fixed on "The World", and he kept observing the blurred face under his hood as "Justice" nodded, thoughtfully.
"I believe in your credibility, but I don't have complete information about the ruined nobles. It will take three or four days to complete it."
Although as a noble, it is a compulsory course to know something about the same level, but the group of ruined nobles is too large, and even Audrey needs to investigate carefully.
Xio, who had not spoken much, lowered his head, and his expression changed, causing Forsi beside him to glance slightly worriedly.
Don't you think of yourself...
As a live-in friend, she knew very well that her friend was from a noble family, but was framed and had to change his name.
"Whatever reward you want, I can pay you the equivalent value of occult knowledge, some hidden history, or a few formulas."
"The World" made no mention of the gold pound.
Audrey, who maintained an elegant sitting posture, thought for a moment, hesitated a little, and after a few seconds of silence, she considered:
"Can I keep it first?"
She hasn't thought about the specific content yet. Although the Sequence Seven formula is definitely something she urgently needs, she doesn't think that the information on the ruined nobles can be equivalent to a Sequence Seven potion formula.
Klein, who had been silently observing the members, hesitated a little, but after seeing the introverted "Hanged Man" and the "Sun" who started to wander again, he still made a decision.
The "world" controlled by the spiritual thread nodded slightly, and after an inconspicuous pause, continued:
"During my recent exploration, I discovered a complete ruins belonging to the Quaternary Period, which contains some very strange statues."
He did not mention the existence of the red-haired man, nor the Sauron family.
Quaternary era?
Forsi, who had read "Spirit Realm Insights", Audrey, who had a collection of Fourth Age items, and Alger, who was driving a Fourth Age ghost ship, all showed varying degrees of surprise and spirit.
Then it gets tight.
"What did you see in the ruins?" Alger straightened his body and stared at the "world" cautiously, his desire for similar knowledge ready to move.
The other two members, including "Judgment" and "Sun" who didn't know much about the history of the Fourth Age, also turned their bodies.
"The World", who was very satisfied with their reaction, looked across the long table and respectfully requested:
"Mr. Fool, please allow me to show you the scene inside that ruins."
How can pale language compare to concrete pictures? Since you want to deceive something, you must prepare an absolute "bomb"!
The "Fool", who seemed to be as deep as the sea forever, leaned back in his chair and said without caring:
"Can."
His right hand rested on the armrest of the high-backed chair, hidden by the cuff of his coat.
Under Klein's control, "The World" lowered its head, as if concentrating.
In the ubiquitous gray and white fog, wisps of color squeeze out from the void, constantly reorganizing under the guidance of spirituality. Under the thick crimson, the picture changes from blurry to clear, and the illusory scene gradually becomes real.
This is a three-dimensional effect that was post-processed by Klein, and is a splicing of the interiors of those rooms.
On the mottled bronze long table, half-length statues of gods with exquisite details are placed close to each other and arranged in rows.
The handsome man, the lord of the storm, the old wise man, the queen of the night, the plump mother, the tall knight, the nameless young man, and the simplified mysterious symbols correspond one to one. The seven familiar and strange existences shocked other meetings.
The hearts of the members are deeply imprinted in each of their eyes.
For a moment, there was deathly silence under the majestic palace.
The Hanged Man, whose faith had been shaken, was the first to react. It was difficult to maintain his usual calm state, and his voice was slightly trembling:
"Are these the Seven Gods besides the God of Steam?"
Because it was a relic of the Fourth Age, he did not consider this relatively "younger" god at all, and he did not dare to directly ask about the image of the last one.
Although the elf-like face on the sculpture of the last one cannot be matched, and although the other features on his body are covered by the golden lines dotted with maze-like patterns, how could Alger not recognize this one?
Symbols corresponding to gods.
All the ways he communicates with His Highness Edmund and all related rituals contain this symbol.
There is no doubt that this is the symbol of Mr. Fool, the "God of Mystery"!
"Yes." "The World" confirmed the guess of "The Hanged Man" with a normal expression, and at the same time added, "The last one is the former image of Mr. Fool."
The stunned people who were shocked by this subversive picture were silent, unable to speak to themselves for a long time.
Compared with other members, "Sun" originally believed that gods also have their own images. He was observing the sculptures with his eyes wide open, comparing the differences between the gods he knew and the characteristics displayed by these sculptures.
His eyes seemed to be fixed on the last statue, his mouth grew longer and bigger, and his body even began to tremble uncontrollably.
But this scene was not noticed by the surrounding members. Compared with the subversive information, these were not enough to pay attention to.
Audrey, who devoutly believed in the goddess of the night, shook her head and looked at the "world" in confusion. She didn't even realize that she had entered the "audience" state.
"Mr. World, are you sure this symbolizes gods?"
"I remember that gods all exist in the form of symbols..."
Before she could finish speaking, Audrey froze in her seat, unable to squeeze out the next words with her lips.
Isn’t there a god who exists in concrete form right before our eyes?
As if they had a telepathic connection, all the members of the Tarot Society looked at the "Fool" who was in the highest position. Only "The Sun" slowed down and lowered his head deeply subconsciously.
Under everyone's fearful and expectant gazes, Klein nodded indifferently and then made no response.
Mr. "Fool" is really a resurrected god. He is even in the ranks of the righteous gods in the fourth era!
Various speculations grew in everyone's minds with the impact of the specific image of the gods. The fear originally caused by the relationship between "The Fool" and the true Creator became more prominent at this moment.
Why can’t there be any trace of the former righteous god’s existence now?
Under the probing gaze, his body trembled slightly. Derrick, who had been suppressing his excitement, suddenly raised his head, his expression even looking a little fanatical.
“Praise the great ‘God of Mysteries’!”
"Mr. Fool, thank you for returning your sights to this land."
Under everyone's surprised gazes, a tear slowly slid down the half-grown child's cheek.