When Audrey heard the question about "the fool", she didn't answer immediately as she usually did. Instead, she opened her bright eyes and looked at the "hanged man" with an examining gaze.
Algier unconsciously restrained his movements and remained silent for a few seconds before speaking:
"I found two pages of Emperor Rosel's diary and remembered their contents."
"I have one page." Audrey, whose gaze was separated by the gray fog, replied in a detached tone.
"Very good." Klein didn't let his joy or disappointment seep into his voice.
What he was delighted about was that there were a full three pages, while what he was disappointed about was that there were only three pages. Because the first collection was relatively easy and it was a discovery of one's own resources and channels, but in the future, it would become increasingly difficult and involve more factors.
"Let's 'express' it now?" Audrey asked calmly.
"Yes." Klein nodded briefly.
He maintained his previous posture, almost without any change, "The audience" must be cautious.
As his words fell, yellowish-brown parchment and dark red pens appeared before Audrey and Algier.
Each of them picked up the writing tools and began to recall the symbols in their minds, giving an urgent emotion to express.
In an instant, more lines of text appeared on the yellowish-brown parchment, some were upright and grand, some were delicate and winding, and some were crooked.
In less than a minute, the content that Audrey and Algier forcibly remembered was all transferred onto the parchment.
Klein's mind suddenly registered, and those three pages of parchment appeared in his hands.
He scanned them with his gaze and browsed through the diary, noticing that the language order was reversed, and there were missing words and typos in the content.
However, the experiment proved that within a certain degree of error, the reading of Chinese wouldn't be affected, and after being tortured by asterisks for a long time, he had no fear of missing words or typos:
"On April 8th, I stood at the bow of the 'Black Throne' ship, opened my arms, and told Green and Edwards and others: 'Do you want my treasure? Then go to the end of the fog sea to search for it. I have hidden all my treasures here!' They completely didn't understand my humor and actually asked if I really had extra treasure. It was so boring. You guys can't be the Four Prophets of the Divine Revelation!"
"On April 11th, an unnamed small island was discovered on a non-safe shipping route. There were many extraordinary species on it. No, I prefer to call them extraordinary species, which gives them more prestige. Besides them, there were many strange creatures on the island. I think if Darwin came across it, he would definitely be unable to write the theory of evolution again."
"On April 15th, Green became a bit strange. Was it infected by something?"
When Emperor Rosel, who was born in the Kingdom of Inthis, had ever made a voyage? The fog sea should be the ocean to the west of the Inthis Republic... Well, he needed to go to the library to find some historical materials to compare... Klein quickly finished reading one page and turned his gaze to the next.
At this moment, he no longer concealed the fact that he knew Emperor Rosel's secret symbols, because this was a behavior consistent with the identity of the Fool, and Audrey and Algier didn't speak. They sat quietly waiting. They seemed not to be surprised at this result or this phenomenon at all, and even thought that it should be like this that was correct.
"On October 2nd, they decided to make me and the Abel family's Matilda get married without consulting me first! Oh my god, I haven't even met her yet! No, I have to refuse! Even if I run away from home, even if I have to fend for myself from now on, endure all the oppression, I will resist this arranged marriage!"
"On October 5th, Miss Matilda is so beautiful."
"On October 6th, her personality, her temperament, are all the types I like. I start to look forward to our marriage."
Hey, Emperor, where's your integrity... Klein leaned back in the high-backed chair, blocking his emotions from seeping through the mist.
He noticed that the early Rosser did not keep a diary every day. Usually, only when something happened that needed to be joked about, recorded, or expressed emotionally would he start writing.
His gaze moved down, and Klein looked at the last entry on this page:
"On October 9th, they actually called me the Son of Steam. I liked it very much."
Seeing that the contents of the previous two pages were of little value for the time being, Klein couldn't help but feel a slight disappointment.
But he didn't lose heart. He moved the third page of the diary to the top. Both sides of this page were written with the content:
"On May 21st, the Church of the Craft Gods gave me two choices, the starting points of two sequential paths. One was 'The Generalist', which belonged to the complete sequence chain they themselves possessed, and the other was 'The Secret Seeker', obtained from the Mosch Monastery, lacking a higher sequence."
"On May 22nd, my choice was simple, 'The Generalist'! The complete sequence 'The Generalist'! Although having more knowledge of mysticism would help me find a way home, the problem was that without being strong enough, such a journey would inevitably rely on external forces, and whether these forces were good or bad, kind or malicious, was uncontrollable, and it was very dangerous. Therefore, it would be better to make oneself stronger and return by one's own power. So, the complete sequence was my top consideration!"
"On May 23rd, I became a 'Generalist'. Thanks to the power of the potion, I was able to completely recall the knowledge I had learned before, physics, chemistry, and so on."
"Not only did I recall it, but I also deeply understood and mastered it. Ha, this is truly a 'career' tailor-made for me as an outsider! It can maximize my advantages! I have to say, if I go back in this state, to my senior year of high school, I will definitely become the top student. If there were more standardized and in-depth professional studies, the goal of becoming a scientist would not be too difficult."
"On May 26th, I enjoyed the identity of 'The Generalist'. A strange thing happened. When I presented myself as 'The Generalist', everything I did fit its positioning, and the whispers that almost drove me crazy became quieter. My occasional outbursts of anger were also controlled, and I remembered the diary incident."
"Was this what the mysterious Mr. Chalatus meant by 'acting'? This might be the key to solving the problem of the potion's danger."
Klein looked at this diary page, deeply feeling that he had significant differences in character and style from Emperor Rosser.
For example, when it came to returning home, he more thought about using a deeper understanding of mysticism knowledge to avoid danger and achieve the goal, while Emperor Rosser's idea was to control the danger by himself.
"I have to say, sometimes I even envy this kind of person. Maybe everyone craves what they don't have... Of course, I also have to consider strengthening myself, and both hands must be strong... " Thoughts kept emerging in Klein's mind, making him sigh.
And Emperor Rosser's description of reducing the danger of the potion gave him more confidence in his summary from the previous night, and gave him a clearer grasp of the essence of "acting".
Putting away the three pages of the diary, Klein looked up at "Justice" and "The Hangman", and smiled slightly:
"Sorry, I was so absorbed."
Audrey smoothed out her envy in her heart and smiled calmly:
"I can understand. I look forward to exchanging Emperor Rosser's diary content with you one day."
"That requires a price, though." Klein smiled and glanced at "Justice", then swept his gaze over the silent "The Hangman".
Audrey clasped her hands in front of her and said: "Mr. Fool, Mr. Hangperson, I have three questions I'd like to ask. If you think the answers are of high value, just tell me what you want and I'll try to find them later."
"Sure," Alger replied simply and calmly.
Klein nodded slightly and leaned back more comfortably.
Audrey thought for a few seconds and said:
"The first question, 'acting' - what does it mean? I've noticed that the residual spirit in the potion has had a very minor effect on me. Is it because I've been acting as an audience these past few days?"
Alger didn't speak and turned his gaze to the Fool, seemingly waiting for an answer.
Klein tapped the edge of the long table with his finger and said in a relaxed tone:
"I'll explain it with an example. The core power of the sequence potion is like a heavily guarded castle. Those residual, counterproductive spirits reside within the castle. Our goal is to solve it and truly become the castle's masters."
"We have two methods now. One is to force our way in. This may not succeed, but it will definitely harm ourselves unless we crush the enemy with absolute superiority. But obviously, we don't have that."
"The second method, we have an invitation letter from the castle master. This invitation letter allows us to pass through the guards' checks and sneak into the castle easily, eliminating the enemy with ease. But the problem is that the invitation letter has the appearance features and corresponding temperament descriptions of the guests, so we must disguise ourselves and 'act' as the invited guests. Do you understand?"
Alger seemed to have guessed it and immediately asked back:
"Is that the name of the sequence potion?"
"Yes," Klein gave an affirmative reply.
Audrey was suddenly enlightened and felt she completely understood the meaning of 'acting'.
And with a slightly agitated mood, she immediately broke out of the 'audience' state and praised joyfully:
"That's an outstanding method. I think, I think, it perfectly matches your title. Its style is very consistent with 'Fool'... I never expected 'acting' to work this way. Fortunately, I've been instinctively acting as an 'audience' these days."
She paused and said:
"I think this is a very valuable answer. I can't just accept it peacefully. Mr. Fool, what kind of exchange do you need? Of course, I still owe you a page of Roselius Emperor's diary."
"More Roselius diaries, or..." Klein paused.
He originally wanted to say any information about the 'diviner' sequence, but he felt that such a low-level request would damage the Fool's image. So he gave up temporarily and planned to ask in an inconspicuous way at a later opportunity.
Anyway, I've only been promoted recently and haven't fully digested the 'diviner' potion... He reassured himself calmly and added:
"Or any information about the Antigonus family, even the parts I knew before, is fine."
Alger was silent for a few seconds, carefully looked at the top of the bronze long table, and slowly began to speak:
"Mr. Fool... Now I can pay you for your previous answer."