Leyton leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. Seeing that no one was starting a new topic, he continued, "I have a rather powerful Mystical Item for sale. It's among the strongest below the demigod level, and if one is lucky enough, it can even be stronger than many Sequence 1 Sealed Artifacts."
"What Mystical Item?" "Justice" Audrey, the Tarot Club's biggest source of cash flow, asked curiously.
The other Tarot Club members also cast curious glances, even the usually silent "Death" Azik.
Leyton chuckled, resting his hands on the table's edge. He described the effects of the scissors he had named "Till Death Do Us Part," adding at the end, "It's best used with Mystical Items that have Purification and healing abilities. This can effectively counter its negative effects."
"If you want to buy it, I will put a certain seal on it, which can effectively reduce its negative effects, at least ensuring it doesn't affect its use."
Klein, who already knew about this Mystical Item, immediately manipulated The World to say, "Can you reforge it? At least, change its appearance."
He was quite covetous of this Mystical Item, and he had even witnessed Leyton's battle with that puppet above the Gray Fog. Both the "Hurricane of Light" and the probability-based fatal effect were extremely powerful.
If it could be paired with items that increase luck, it could achieve critical hits with every strike. Moreover, the Seer Pathway itself doesn't have many defensive measures, so it wouldn't affect my fighting style at all. It's just that the appearance of the scissors really affects my image; I feel like a pervert.
"Death" Azik, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "There's a certain probability of transforming an attack into a fatal blow?"
Leyton nodded lightly, "Yes, this seems to stem from the special nature of the crafting material. It is imbued with the aura left by the former Death. It is precisely by leveraging this aura that it can, with a certain probability, unleash fatal attacks."
"And because of that, it cannot be reforged, at least not by me, unless a true 'Master' takes action."
Azik nodded gently, as if lost in thought. He remained silent for a while before speaking, "Can you lend it to me for a period of time? I want to come into contact with the aura left by Death."
"Yes." Leyton nodded, unsurprised.
The aura left by Death, this Mystical Item is quite powerful. Unfortunately, I'm still in debt, and the scissors' shape is too inelegant... "Moon" Emlyn evaluated it in his mind. Although somewhat tempted, he still gave up on this Mystical Item.
It's too expensive. I just raised money to buy the Ocean Songster's potion formula; otherwise, I could have bought it. "Hanged Man" Alger, who was also in a financial crisis, didn't speak either.
I possess Purification abilities myself, so I don't need to pair it with additional Mystical Items to use it. However, at my current Sequence, using it would likely be very taxing. Also, the hurricane axe is very suitable for me. I'll wait until I advance to the next Sequence before considering it... "Sun" Derrick pondered for a moment, ultimately abandoning the idea of purchasing this Mystical Item.
Everyone in the Tarot Club fell silent for a moment. Everyone was tempted by the powerful Mystical Item; the only problem was that they were either already in a financial crisis or would fall into one after purchasing it.
"Justice" Audrey, the only one in the Tarot Club with enough cash to buy this Mystical Item, also fell into distress. I've already ordered the Black Hunting Lizard's spinal fluid from Mr. Lawrence, so buying Mr. Tower's Mystical Item would be difficult... Unless I borrow money from Alfred, he's already back in Backlund. No, he'd definitely ask too many questions.
Audrey leaned on the table's edge, struggling for a while, but ultimately gave up on the idea of buying this Mystical Item.
It seems it won't sell today, so it can only temporarily become my collection. The Tarot Club still needs many more Miss Justice. Leyton sighed inwardly, then turned his head to glance at Klein at the head of the table, before lazily sitting back in his seat and saying nothing more.
Klein looked around, waited a moment, and seeing no one else raise a request, he leaned back in his chair and chuckled, "You may now freely converse."
In an instant, "Justice" Audrey, "Hanged Man" Alger, "Magician" Fors, "Moon" Emlyn, and others all turned their gazes to the new member, "Chariot" Anderson.
Hermit Cattleya, The World, Sun, and Leyton seemed to react a beat slower, also turning their heads to look at "Chariot" Anderson.
Suddenly watched by so many gazes, Anderson shifted uncomfortably and said, "Why are you all looking at me?"
"How did you come into contact with the murals left by Angel of Fate Ouroboros, and how were you imbued with ill luck?"
"Hanged Man" Alger directly asked the question everyone was curious about.
Anderson tugged at the corner of his mouth, then straightened his back a bit and said, "I'm a treasure Hunter, so naturally, I encountered these things while searching for treasure."
He paused, observed the speechless expressions on everyone's faces, and lightly coughed twice, "Haha, just kidding, just kidding."
Then, without further concealment, he briefly described his encounter in the Sea of Ruins. He had a talent for storytelling, and even "Hanged Man" Alger and "Moon" Emlyn, who were not new to the mysterious world, listened with great interest.
"Justice" Audrey sat upright, listening intently, thoughts flashing through her mind one after another:
The ocean where noon and night alternate, the dangers that could appear at any time, all kinds of Monsters—this is more exciting than any story or picture book I've ever read. If it were the old me, I would only marvel at Mr. Chariot's exciting adventure, but for me now, I can already glimpse the dangers and chaos of the mysterious world through it.
To be able to adventure in such dangerous waters, searching for treasure, Mr. Chariot himself must be a very powerful adventurer, most likely Sequence 5, I just don't know which Pathway.
"Magician" Fors's eyes lit up slightly. What a wonderful adventure! With just a few minor changes, it could become a bestseller. I'll need to change it a bit more so that the Tarot Club members don't discover my pen name.
Sea of Ruins, 'Admiral Hell' Ludwell often frequents that sea area. Recently, there have been rumors at sea that Admiral of Stars and King of Immortality are also appearing near that sea area. Could this Chariot be one of their crew members? "Hanged Man" Alger subtly glanced at Hermit Cattleya across from him, trying to discern something.
After a moment of silence, "Sun" Derrick, who had not spoken, raised his hand and said somewhat impatiently, "During this time, I followed the exploration team led by 'Chief' to Afternoon Town. This is the only way to the Giant Kings Court, and it is also the Door that separates myth from reality."
"We met Mr. Tower in Afternoon Town, and also, Amon!"
The Tarot Club members, who had been listening quietly, instantly became agitated. Their gazes, full of inquiry and vigilance, shifted between "Sun" Derrick and "White Tower" Leyton. Then, they uniformly looked towards The Fool Klein at the head of the mottled long table.
Klein, who had already learned of the events from "Sun" Derrick's prayer, calmly scanned everyone and chuckled, "It's nothing."
"Hanged Man" Alger and Hermit Cattleya were the first to react, looking meaningfully at Leyton, who was lazily leaning back in his high-backed chair. It's nothing, which means the problem has been resolved. Did they ask for Mr. Fool's help, or did White Tower resolve an Angel of Fate's clone by himself?
"What happened then?" "Justice" Audrey pressed.
She didn't think too deeply. Since Mr. Fool had said it was nothing, then it must be nothing. She was more curious about what Sun and White Tower encountered in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Also, how did Mr. Tower get to the Forsaken Land of the Gods?
"Sun" Derrick organized his words slightly, omitting less important experiences along the way, and began directly from the illusion he saw upon arriving in Afternoon Town, to the appearance of "White Tower" Leyton, their exchange, and then how Amon's avatar was captured by Leyton, and the subsequent changes that occurred in Afternoon Town.
Finally, "Sun" Derrick turned to The Fool Klein at the head of the mottled long table and asked devoutly, "Mr. Fool, who is the deity representing Concealment? And why can't the names of the King of Angels be spoken afterwards?"
As expected, these are the questions. Thankfully, I consulted beforehand. Klein sighed inwardly, leaning back slightly in his chair, and leisurely said, "One who can represent Concealment must be the Mother of Concealment."
"Heh. Of course, there are also some existences whose names themselves possess power."
After answering two sentences, Klein said no more, sitting quietly as if feigning sleep.
Mother of Concealment! The extreme danger and Darkness of the Forsaken Land of the Gods also implicitly prove this point. The great catastrophe mentioned by that clergyman refers to the Great Cataclysm that ended the Third Epoch, and Evernight Goddess also participated in this matter!
The King of Angels who were tempted, the city-states that were slowly corrupted, that Great Cataclysm not only buried an epoch but also created the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Some deities fell because of it, but some King of Angels ascended to godhood because of it, which is why their names cannot be spoken.
Hermit Cattleya suddenly understood many things, and at the same time, she had more questions. This was the first time she had felt the weight of history so truly.
"I understand... Thank you for your answer." "Sun" Derrick nodded knowingly, then sincerely thanked Mr. Fool.
Azik, who had been sitting silently in his seat, reached out and rubbed his forehead. After a moment of heavy silence, he spoke, "The Great Cataclysm that occurred at the end of the Third Epoch, the lingering aura and divine power of the gods affected a continent, making it no longer suitable for human survival. After the gods left, it became the Forsaken Land of the Gods."
"Death also participated in this matter. At the invitation of Evernight, many beings also founded an organization."
Founded an organization? Rose Redemption! This is actually related to the Goddess... Those invited by the Goddess must be deities like Death or King of Angels close to deities. What were they plotting? Assassinating the Ancient Sun God worshipped by the City of Silver?
I always feel like I've stumbled upon a grand conspiracy that ended the Third Epoch and influenced the Fourth and Fifth Epochs. Under the dense Gray Fog, Klein's probing gaze looked at Azik, but to maintain his image as The Fool, he ultimately did not voice his curiosity.
"Justice" Audrey, "Magician" Fors, and "Moon" Emlyn listened very attentively, while inwardly marveling at the high-level discussions of the Tarot Club.
"Chariot" Anderson sat ramrod straight in his chair. Although he didn't quite understand this high-level information, pretending to listen very carefully and also pondering was quite simple; he often did this when he attended school at the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.
Although he was just pretending, he still carefully wrote down every word everyone said, preparing to look up information after leaving here.
I can't ask the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom priests; otherwise, they'll definitely shove a bunch of test papers at me, and even grade them. I'll inquire about the location of the Golden Dream; Edwina must have quite a few books.
As everyone was still savoring the information contained in the recent conversation, "Sun" Derrick seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to face The Fool Klein, saying somewhat reservedly, "Respected Mr. Fool, how long until your envoy arrives in the Forsaken Land of the Gods?"
My envoy? Alas, Mr. Fool's envoy and believers are all him alone, and right now, I'm just a Marionettist who has just advanced to Sequence 5.
To resist the corruption entrenched in the Giant Kings Court and defeat the Dark Angel's evil spirit, at least Sequence 3 or even Sequence 2 is required. To block Amon and true Creator's corruption, unless I can fully control Sefirah Castle, it's just going to be a suicide mission.
I really want to give this guy the title of "envoy" and then throw him into the Giant Kings Court. At the head of the mottled long table, Klein glared at Leyton, who was lazily leaning back in his high-backed chair.
Collecting his scattered thoughts, Klein shifted to a more leisurely posture, leaning back in the high-backed chair. He chuckled softly, his voice unhurried, "Still need to wait, for some destiny, an opportunity."
Some destiny, an opportunity... "Sun" Derrick murmured silently, then bowed extremely devoutly and thanked, "I understand, respected Mr. Fool."
Afterward, everyone exchanged some of their experiences. Leyton specifically described the abandoned city he was currently in, recounting the various attempts its people made to survive in the Darkness.
After exchanging their experiences, everyone taught Sun some ancient hermes and exchanged some knowledge in the field of mysticism.
Time flew by quickly. The Fool Klein, after everyone tacitly stopped talking, calmly said, "Let's end it here."
"As you wish." "Justice" Audrey immediately stood up, curtsying with a slight lift of her skirt.
The other members also stood up and bowed one after another. Then, streaks of crimson light surged like a tide, carrying the blurry figures on both sides of the mottled long table away from this space.