In a cemetery on the outskirts of Backlund, a burst of illusive and deep light blue light suddenly burst out, and two slender figures emerged from the invisible, gradually filling in with color.
Forsi hugged Xio's slightly thin shoulders tightly, feeling a little heartbroken and afraid, and gasped:
"What should we do now?"
When Xio saw what Forsi had described to him, a picture that seemed to be from the spirit world appeared in front of his eyes, he had already reacted to the general situation. He quickly calmed down the panic in his heart and calmed his breathing:
"Notify Miss Audrey first, then change your address and call the police secretly."
Forsi relaxed slightly in his deliberation, nodded, and subconsciously looked around the specific environment where they were. His white neck turned slightly and then stopped again, and his whole body froze in place.
Xio felt the strangeness of her friend next to her. She quickly clenched the triangular thorn and turned towards the direction Forsi was facing. She only saw a young man wearing a white robe with gold trim, his brows raised and looking at them with confusion.
There were two of them, and next to him was a coffin whose cover had been pried open. The mutilated corpse inside was opening its mouth wide, spitting out wisps of white mist.
The young man felt the somewhat awkward atmosphere, smiled easily, and asked in a calm voice:
"Excuse me, that brown-haired lady, can you tell me where you got the bracelet on your hand?"
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After a burst of deep red and haziness, the silhouettes of the three Tarot Club members took shape together on the everlasting gray fog.
They once again saw the boundless gray fog that was outside reality, saw the magnificent palace that looked like a giant's residence, saw the ancient mottled bronze long table, and saw the "Fool" who seemed to be forever shrouded in gray fog.
After a brief silence, under the leadership of Miss Justice, a brisk greeting broke the tranquility above the gray mist.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!"
Klein, who was sitting at the head of the long bronze table, nodded and responded to the three members:
"Good afternoon, everyone."
Mr. Fool seems to be in a good mood today... "The Hanged Man" Alger secretly nodded, recalling the Edmund Jason he had met before, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart again
The greatness of Mr. Fool - this is his first interaction with an angel in a practical sense!
Unlike the pope who had previously faced "Storm" in a large-scale ceremony, Gad II had a chance. This time, he was actually assigned a task by an angel, allowing him to truly see the opportunity to escape his fate.
Alger hesitated a little in his heart, but still imitated the student-like posture of "Justice" and raised his right hand in an inconspicuous manner to signal to Mr. Fool.
Klein was somewhat surprised to see the uncharacteristic movements of the "Hanged Man". He suppressed the surprise in his heart and nodded leisurely as usual, agreeing to his request to speak.
Alger took a deep breath and said in an extremely respectful tone:
"Praise Mr. Fool for your favor. Thank you for your sitting angel, His Highness Edmund Jason, for giving me a further opportunity. At the same time, that Highness also gave me the corresponding task. I praise you for the virtue of equivalent exchange."
, I will swear here that I will definitely abide by the rules you have set, and at the same time, I beg you to turn your attention to this trivial matter and supervise my piety."
What the hell, my angel!
No, this couldn't be the angel of the "God of Mysteries", right? He found Mr. "The Hanged Man" by following the aura of gray mist remaining on him, and mistakenly thought it was a gift from his Lord.
Beloved, so you secretly provided help in the name of the mission?
But that "god of mystery" also believes in the virtue of "equivalent exchange"? Klein's mind was instantly exploded by this explosive news.
When Klein was shocked by the "shocking" remarks of "The Hanged Man", the remaining two members of the "Tarot Club" also had considerable fluctuations in their minds.
"It turns out that there is an angel under Mr. Fool's seat. This is a great existence that only appears in the descriptions of the Seven Gods!" "Justice" Audrey, who was near the long bronze table, was a little excited for a moment and couldn't help but want to
Turning his gaze towards the silent "Fool", he could only restrain his impulse, "I don't know when I will be able to see Mr. Fool's angel..."
"Mr. Fool is indeed an existence with the status of a true god. Angels, or slave gods, are existences that only appear next to the Lord and the ancient gods. Maybe I can really use this to find Silver City.
"Salvation..." Different from the fantasy-filled psychological activity of "Justice", "Sun" is more about the excitement after seeing hope, and the ecstasy of a drowning person after touching the board.
Looking at the various members of the "Tarot Club" in front of him, Klein suppressed his urge to leave the gray mist immediately and confess to the church to get asylum. Instead, he maintained the calmness that a "fool" should have and relied on the "Joker"
"The expression control ability brought by the potion stabilized his expression, and he asked in a slightly smiling voice:
"What kind of task has Edmund assigned you? Did he tell you anything?"
"The Hanged Man" bowed respectfully and said in a deep voice:
"His Royal Highness Edmund assigned me to be a shadow in the church of 'Storm', but he said that your will is above this task. If it conflicts with your request, I should always put your will first.
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"At the same time, His Highness also gave me an extraordinary item that can give me the ability to 'prophesy' as an aid in completing my mission."
In other words, the existence of the angel who is suspected of being the "God of Mystery" has not noticed my existence, or in other words, in his knowledge, the person in charge of this gray mist has always been his master - the one who has nothing but mysterious notes.
The "god of mystery" with no trace to be found? Klein calmly put his left leg on his right leg, trying to relieve his nervousness.
Then, his thoughts changed and he noticed a slight logical violation.
"If the angel of the 'God of Mystery' still thinks that He is still alive, then where is that existence now?"
"It is impossible for an existence at the level of a true god described in the mysterious notes to fall silently, without even his angels being aware of it."
"Unless He really went home? Because he has the authority to control time and space, he found his way home and left this world without anyone else knowing, leaving only the gray mist that symbolized His power, so
That’s why no one found out…”
Klein's mind was moving rapidly, but he couldn't find a reasonable explanation. He could only ignore this topic and end this "Tarot Session" while maintaining normalcy.
He pretended to be profound and replied in a calm voice:
"I see."
The Hanged Man, who had been waiting for Mr. Fool's feedback, breathed a secret sigh of relief, and the stone that had been hanging in his heart immediately fell.
In this way, even if the angel makes other moves, I should be able to protect myself under Mr. Fool's promised gaze... He no longer thought about it, but turned to look at the other party members.
Seeing that "Justice" Audrey had finished the topic about the angels under Mr. Fool's seat, she turned around with a little regret and asked the Fool about the payment of three hundred pounds to the Fool's beloved.
After receiving a positive answer, she moved her gaze to the "Hanged Man" and said in a sweet voice:
"Mr. 'The Hanged Man', there has been some progress in Qilingers' case."
Alger, who had no intention of placing all his hopes on Edmund's promise, cheered up, adjusted his sitting posture, and asked calmly:
"where is he?"
"Justice", who was wearing an elegant long dress, shook his head, with a hint of regret in his green eyes.
"I received the information before the party. The person I entrusted found that one of my informants with a gang identity was discovered by Qilingos in his home today and was brutally murdered."
"Did you mention the specific place?" Alger nodded slightly and asked slowly, "Are there any witnesses? Why do you think it was Chillinges who did it?"
"You know, it's normal for gangsters to be sought for revenge."
"Justice" Audrey was silent for a second or two, then added patiently:
"It was in the East District. The person I entrusted was a witness. She spent a lot of effort to escape from Qilingos."
The woman... Alger nodded in approval and said sincerely:
"Thank you for your help. I will pay attention to the news in the future."
After saying that, he glanced at "The Sun" who was "squeezed" aside by the issues discussed by everyone. He was in a daze because he could not integrate into the topic. He naturally turned to the top of the long bronze table again and asked tentatively:
"Dear Mr. Fool, if I successfully get clues about the important item Qilingos mentioned, how should I inform you?"
Although he had received Edmund's promise that he would deal with Chillinges, Alger still wanted to get a third layer of insurance under the influence of his past decades of experience!
Klein, shrouded in gray fog, frowned slightly and deliberately asked the Hanged Man in a joking tone:
"Didn't you ask Edmund for help?"
Alger did not panic. This was a question he had expected, and he answered calmly:
"I believe that this more important item should be dedicated directly to you as a way to prove my piety to you."
He would rather let the gods think that he is a greedy careerist than bet his fate on a casual promise.
Klein maintained the majesty of the Fool. Although his heart was slightly disturbed, he still complied with this "small" request calmly.
It seems that "The Hanged Man" did not completely trust Edmund Jason when he came into contact with him. Instead, he relied on the intimidation brought by that angel to stabilize his majesty in front of the members of the Tarot Society.
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I may really be able to take this opportunity to get the powerful item described by Qilingos. Although I can't defeat even Qilingos with my current strength. I can only see if Mr. Azik is interested.
The way Mr. Azik behaved previously was that he was at least a demigod or above. As long as the boss is willing, I might be able to give it a try...
Thoughts were racing in Klein's mind, but his body was very calm and he turned to look at the other members.