The same thing happened to me last time I met Reinette, but I didn't figure out why. It happened again this time.
What's going on?
Obviously, the purpose was to fleece Medici and digest the mystic, so why didn't the mystic digest it, but the spiritual mage digested it instead?
What did I just do that caused the spiritual master to digest it?
Edward recalled carefully and found...there was nothing special.
Furthermore, if the Spiritual Master really digested because of Medici, why did he only digest so much? - Is it not consistent with His status as the King of Angels?
Edward pondered for a long time but still couldn't come up with a pattern. "If Medici still can't recite my three-part formula, then I have to visit him more often in the future. At least I have to figure out why the spirit wizard digests the potion."
Well, as expected of Medici, it is very useful——
Whether it's for my future self, my past self, or Klein.
...
Future time and space, 1349.
At the Backlund Aurora branch, Medici was lying on the sofa with his arms folded.
He appears to be sleeping, but as a Sequence 1 evil spirit, he no longer needs the physiological habits of ordinary people to conserve his energy.
Suddenly, he opened his red eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He stretched himself, looked at Priscilla who was curled up on the sofa opposite him, and frowned: "Why isn't it over yet?"
Medici was no longer surprised by the fact that Priscilla attended weekly gatherings organized by a "mysterious entity", but the experience of leaving him behind to attend the gatherings made him very unhappy.
There is a feeling of being concealed and designed.
"He" picked up a glass of strong liquor and drank it in one gulp. "Damn it, Lilith is probably collecting another Conqueror's Beyonder Characteristics and the Red Priest's Uniqueness right now, but I still have to play house with the kids here."
"If this continues, I will have no choice but to watch others snatch my last Beyonder characteristic away and advance to Sequence 0."
"If that's the case, I'll have to be depressed for the rest of my life._鸿.特!暁\税·旺· ￠冕,废·阅?黩*"
He suddenly remembered what Edward said when he came not long ago, "Is that guy Adam...really dead? But why did he die? He did this, but he died suddenly. This...is too abnormal."
"It must be... He is plotting something again."
"Shit!"
While he was cursing, he suddenly raised his eyebrows as if he sensed something. Then he threw away the wine glass and stepped out into a dark alley.
I saw a middle-aged man wearing a pure black clergy robe and a soft hat standing a few meters away with his head lowered, exuding a sense of decadence.
"Why did you lead me out here?"
"Mr. Medici."
The middle-aged man bowed slightly and said, "I want to make a deal with you."
"Trade? Where did you come from? You are worthy of making a deal with me."
"The deal is, we set you free, and you do us a favor."
The middle-aged man raised his head. He was a man with a high nose bridge and facial features like a classical sculpture. In addition, he only had one eye.
Ince Zangwill.
Medici frowned at the one-eyed man in front of him, leaned against the wall and said, "Again, where did you come from, you stray dog? Are you worthy of doing business with me?"
Ince Zangwill said calmly, "Although I am indeed a pitiful lost dog, my master has supreme power. It is not difficult to help you out of this predicament."
"Your Lord? Who is it? Has Salinger been resurrected?"
"Of course not."
"Well, even if your Lord has this ability, how does he plan to help me gain freedom?"
Ins said: "As long as you take the girl with you to Saint Milon of the Feysac Kingdom, you will naturally know it then."
"Feysac?"
Medici seemed to be thinking about something. "I think I know what kind of wild dog you are. It's quite interesting."
"Oh, that's great. I can't help but feel happy when I think about being able to break free from the cage that Adam and that person prepared for me, but..."
Medici suddenly flicked his fingers, and several fire bullets with fatal attacks were fired at Ince Zangwill. He flashed and retreated more than ten meters away in an instant, avoiding the range of the fire bullets. /三·叶_屋¨ ,罪,辛`璋.结*庚*欣!哙`
But just as he stood firm, he stumbled suddenly and covered his left chest with a grim look.
"I...will come again."
Ins covered his chest, the ring on his finger flashed, and disappeared on the spot.
Medici had no intention of stopping them. He just watched quietly for a moment with a thoughtful look on his face, then returned to the house.
...
Above the gray fog.
As 3 o'clock in the afternoon arrived, figures appeared one after another in this ancient and unchanging gray fog palace accompanied by red light.
Although she was worried about Edward's whereabouts, Audrey still greeted everyone as usual: "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man..."
"…Good afternoon, Mr. World."
Audrey looked at the new person who appeared in the Tarot Club this week. Although his face was blurry, she recognized him from his clothes and small movements. He was Emlyn, the vampire who attended the party organized by Priscilla last time.
As expected, he passed Mr. Fool's assessment and joined the Tarot Club.
Not only Audrey, but Fors and Priscilla also realized this and couldn't help but feel a little strange in their hearts - after all, Emlyn was introduced to the Tarot Club by the three of them.
Fors thought further: Since the Tarot Club can join in this way, can I also recommend Xio to join?
But then again, everyone here seems to have some distinctive characteristics. What does Xu have?
etc!
What do I have?
Fors began to doubt her life for a moment.
Klein chuckled and introduced:
"This is the new member, Mr. Moon.
"Mr. Moon, this is the party I mentioned to you before, the Tarot Club. The members present are..."
As Klein introduced them, Emlyn looked at them one by one, wondering whether members like The Hanged Man and Justice were human or extraordinary creatures, what path they were in, what sequence they were at, which organization they belonged to, and whether they were friendly to the vampires.
Audrey looked up at Mr. Fool and asked, "Mr. Fool, Mr. Hightower and Miss Queen still haven't contacted you?"
Klein shook his head: "No, but they are still safe now."
"OK."
Audrey was a little disappointed, but she cheered herself up quickly: "I'm sorry, I was trying to find Mr. Gaota last week and couldn't get any of Roselle's diaries. Please wait another week."
"Okay." Klein said calmly.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Fors woke up suddenly and looked towards the top of the bronze table and said:
"Dear Mr. Fool, I have received three pages of Roselle's diary."
"very good."
Roselle's diary? Emlyn felt as if he had heard something extraordinary again. In his puzzled eyes, Fors materialized three pages of the diary and passed them to Mr. Fool.
In the past, Miss Justice would probably enthusiastically explain to the new members at this time, but she was clearly not in the mood today. Klein did not explain much either. After all, Emlyn would know after a party.
Klein was not in a hurry to read the diary. Instead, he waited for others—mainly the mysterious queen, who was a big diary user. As long as she was around, there would be an endless supply of diaries.
But, to his surprise, Bernadette bowed her head slightly and said, "Sorry, Mr. Fool, I don't have a new diary this week either."
"Um."
Although he was disappointed, Klein's reaction was calm. He lowered his head and read the three pages of the diary submitted by the magician:
"February 11th. Today I learned a secret of the Sauron family. Hahahaha, I laughed to death..."
The first page talks about Roselle learning that the Hunter Pathway females change gender to males at Sequence 4. There is no useful information.
"On May 5, the unspeakable organization once again convened a gathering of members... The old man answered me with a smile. He said his name was Hermes. Hermes? The Hermes who created the ancient Hermetic language? Hermes, the founder of human mysticism?"
"But I don't know if this is his real identity or just a code name. After all, everyone in this organization has a code name, just like when I first joined, my code name was... Number Nine, because I seemed to be the ninth member to join."
"But the guy codenamed Hunter burst out laughing and said that there was a member who had given himself the codename Eight. He happened to be missing, so I came and became Nine."
Chapter 486 The Mysterious Queen's Question
"I also think it's quite interesting. That 'Senior No. 8' must have had similar ideas to mine. He picked a code name that has nothing to do with himself. This way he doesn't have to worry about others discovering his true identity."
Klein frowned. Hermes?
"He actually lived to the time of Emperor Roselle, and might even be alive today! He is a living fossil of human mysticism!" He felt a surge of emotion in his heart, and realized the horror of the "Twilight Hermit Society" from another perspective.
Even Hermes is a member of it!
The following content talks about how Roselle learned that the idea of the Twilight Hermits was to wait for the original creator to awaken, but the members of the organization each had their own ulterior motives, and he learned the information about the audience path from the blasphemous slate.
"It turns out that the Sequence 0 of the Audience pathway is called Dreamer."
Tsk, they actually hold the profane slate that records all the potion recipes. The Twilight Hermits are really much more advanced than my Tarot Club.
Klein complained silently and turned to the last page. He found that it was just a page of daily records of Emperor Roselle's early time travel. They were of no value. They were Roselle's records of life in the manor. The whole content was about wanting to hunt, missing delicious food, and hoping to obtain extraordinary powers and beautiful maids.
After throwing away the diary, Klein looked around and said calmly, "Let's get started."
Little Sun Derrick spoke impatiently, "I have been assigned another mission. The chief wants to lead the team to explore the dilapidated temple, and he specifically asked me and Elder Lovia to go with him."
Alger said, "This may be your chief's final verification to clear you of suspicion."
"What shall I do, Mr. Hanged Man?"
"Don't do anything unnecessary. Follow your chief's instructions and complete this exploration well." After a pause, Alger added, "You have a clear conscience and have never done anything to let down the City of Silver. Any more verification will only prove your loyalty to the City of Silver."
Derrick felt relieved: "I understand."
"Then...what else should I pay attention to when exploring that strange temple?"
As soon as the voice fell, several people present subconsciously looked towards the empty space in the "tower". With his "relationship" with the real creator, he must be able to give some reliable suggestions. +0`0·小,说′徃+ *埂+歆_最.哙\
At the head of the long bronze table, The Fool, who was quietly watching from the sidelines, spoke:
"Flesh and blood, whispering."
Derrick was a little confused.
Alger thought for a moment and said, "When the time comes, communicate more with Elder Lovia. She obviously believes in the True Creator and should be able to give you some correct advice."
"OK."
The following was a period of buying and selling of various extraordinary materials. Emlyn, who was listening in, witnessed the conclusion of a deal. After thinking for a while, he asked eagerly:
"Everyone, who knows how the vampires can improve their strength without relying on gifts from their elders?"
Blood clan?
Alger was stunned at first, then his brows relaxed.
A vampire hiding in the darkness, covered in pus and moving like the wind? Derrick couldn't help but look at Emlyn from the side.
As for Audrey Priscilla and Fors, they just looked over quietly.
Being stared at by so many people, Emlyn the Moon suddenly felt at a loss, vaguely realizing that he seemed to have asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.
Look at what I'm doing. Can't I have a vampire friend? Do you want to explain... No, what's wrong with being a vampire? I am a vampire. There's nothing wrong with admitting it!
We, the blood race, have a long history, a long life, and rich accumulation. We are a noble race! You are not particularly powerful. The items you just traded were at most level 6!
Thinking of this, Emlyn raised his chin and added proudly:
"Yes, I am a pure vampire."
Klein was speechless. From now on, Little Sun Derrick would no longer be "alone" at the Tarot Club. This Emlyn was not much smarter than Derrick.
Alger thought for a moment and said, "I know how the vampires can improve their strength."
Emlyn looked over immediately: "Um, Mr. Hanged Man, what kind of reward do you need?"
"No, we are all members of the Tarot Club, and this kind of information exchange is free. What do you think?"
Emlyn was immediately deeply moved: Mr. "The Hanged Man" is such a generous and noble person.
Alger thought for two seconds and said:
"Vampires can also take potions to advance, but they must be the correct kind. Certain experiments have been conducted within the various churches, and the results have proven that this method is feasible, but I can't see the specific information."
Emlyn immediately said loudly:
"But the main ingredients of those potions are from my clan!"
Alger smiled and said, "Never say absolutely. For example, I have a clue about the characteristics left by a blood clan baron. He died in a sudden conflict and had no time to find a successor. You can use potions to receive this legacy and prevent the blood clan's power from being lost."
"Inheriting the legacy in the form of potions to prevent the blood race's power from being lost..." Emlyn suddenly felt that what Mr. The Hanged Man said made sense, so he changed the topic and asked, "What is the price?"
"Between 4,000 and 5,000 pounds. I won't know the exact amount until I find the owner."
Alger didn't urge him, but smiled casually and said, "I know this is a difficult decision. You can take your time to think about it. There's no need to rush."
"Okay." Emlyn breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, the world, which was silent as usual, said in a calm voice: "I want to issue a commission."
Everyone looked over immediately. The last commission issued by the world was to find the man named "Ince Zangwill". Unfortunately, apart from the members of Prissia Aurora Club who had discovered his whereabouts in Feysac, no one had any further clues until now.
So that commission is basically on hold.
Klein controlled the world and materialized a photo: it was the girl he saw on Simim Island who was suspected to be a time traveler.
"I want to find this woman."
The moment Audrey saw the photo, her heart started beating fast: What this woman was wearing... How could it be possible?!
She subconsciously wanted to ask a question, but then she held back and decided to wait and see.
Klein said, "I met her on Simim Island in the Rorsted Archipelago a few days ago. She was called a 'witch' by the locals. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to talk to her before she left."
"I have something very important that I want to confirm with her."
It has been several days, and every time Klein thinks back to what happened, he still feels a little creepy.
Since traveling to this world, his two most important secrets (the time traveler and Mr. Fool) were revealed so easily by that girl. The gray fog, which was Klein's last piece of pure land and the only place that made him feel safe, now seemed less safe.
Who is she?
Why do you know this?
What does she want to do?
These three questions always lingered in his mind.
Although the girl said before she left that she would understand once she reached Sequence 4, Klein couldn't wait. He was eager to know everything:
More importantly, he wanted to know...if he could still go home.
Alger stared at the photo for a moment and asked, "I want to know what the relationship is between Mr. World and her? This will determine how I should look for her."
Klein thought for a moment and said, "Maybe... she's from the same hometown. I don't know her, and I don't know who she is, what her identity is, or even her name. But I guess she and I are from the same hometown. I want to get some news about my hometown from her."
His words confused Audrey. Mr. World... Klein said that girl was from the same hometown as him? However, she was clearly wearing Edward World's clothes. Why did Klein say that she was from the same hometown as him?
She subconsciously looked towards Edward's position. If Edward was still there, she would be able to talk to him about this doubt in a while.
"Understood."
Klein looked at everyone again, "Does anyone have anything else to ask?"
Audrey hesitated again and again, and asked, "Mr. World, I want to know... why do you think that girl is from the same hometown as you?"
"…"
After thinking carefully for a moment, Klein said, "Clothing."
"I see."
Really a costume?!
What is going on?
Seeing that no one spoke again, Klein added, "Then, I'll leave it to you all."
After a pause, he asked again, "By the way, does anyone know where I can meet mermaids...wild ones?"
Alger said, "I heard that there seem to be mermaids in the east of the Sonia Sea, but I don't know exactly where."
"Can non-wild ones be used?"
Bernadette suddenly spoke up.
"Are you talking about those raised by the church?" Klein shook his head and said, "For some reason, I don't want to have any contact with the church."
"No."
She shook her head. "I raised them myself."
"Uh, huh?"
Klein was stunned. Why did the mysterious queen want to raise mermaids?
Bernadette continued, "If you need anything, you can come to my palace on the Misty Sea, the Emerald City. All the mermaids I raise are there."
"Okay, thank you very much."
Seeing that no one was talking anymore, Klein knew that today's party was almost over, and was about to announce:
The mysterious Queen Bernadette suddenly looked up and asked in a serious tone:
"Mr. Fool, I want to know… In this world, besides your kingdom where the Tarot Club is being held, is there any other mysterious space filled with gray-white fog?"
Chapter 487 My Great Father
Her question immediately startled everyone in the room. Klein's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly thought about the meaning behind Bernadette's question:
Another mysterious space filled with grayish-white mist?
But it is not above this gray fog?
Klein suddenly thought of the description of the "miracle" at the beginning of the diary page he had just seen. He thought that the Dusk Hermits also had gray fog and a mysterious space above the gray fog.
At that time, he thought he was overthinking, but Bernadette's question made him extremely surprised and suspicious.
He knocked on the table to ease the shock in his heart, and then asked calmly: "Have you seen another gray fog space? Or has your father encountered it?"
Bernadette nodded: "My father and I have seen it."
Have you seen them all?
Bernadette is also a member of the Twilight Hermits? No, just now when she was talking about the Twilight Hermits, although she showed that she had heard of this organization, she obviously didn't know much.
The conversation between Ms. Strength and Mr. Fool made everyone, including Audrey, confused, especially Alger: Why did they bring up Ms. Strength's father? Who is her father? Why was he mentioned by the mysterious Mr. Fool?
Sensing everyone's doubts, Bernadette did not deliberately hide the truth and said frankly: "My father... is Roselle Gustav."
"???????"
Except for Audrey and the confused Priscilla, everyone else typed a series of question marks.
Russell Gustafa?
Is that the Emperor Roselle?
Ms. Strength's father is Emperor Roselle?
Then the Lady of Strength...isn't she the mysterious Queen Bernadette, one of the Four Kings of the Sea? !
The Hanged Man Alger was the most shocked. To him, the existence of the mysterious queen was still an unattainable legend. He did not expect that she would inexplicably become a member of the same organization as him and would always sit diagonally opposite him.
Fors was a little embarrassed. I just took her father's diary and presented it to Mr. Fool in front of Ms. Strength. She...she wouldn't be angry, would she?
Emlyn was greatly shocked. Although he was a homebody, he knew Emperor Roselle very well. In a sense, the dolls and puppets he loved were all invented by the emperor!
In the "Puppet World", Emperor Roselle is known as the "Father of Puppetry"! Wait, could the Emperor's daughter have some treasures left behind by the Emperor?
Silently watching everyone's shocked expressions, Klein's anxiety from the past few days was relieved a lot. This is the Tarot Club. There will always be new "surprises" waiting for you.