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This move is still too risky!

After all, that mysterious queen is a long-established demigod (saint). If my spirituality is not enough by then and she sees through my superficial nature, then everything I have built up for so long will not collapse in an instant, right?

What should I do then?

How should I face Edward and the other members of the Tarot Club?

Klein couldn't help but think: If my spirituality is not even enough to pull the mysterious queen above the gray fog, it would be great. Anyway, I told Edward in advance. ,小?税_宅^ ¨最!欣*璋*结+叼^芯?快`

If you can't see the mysterious queen, you can avoid the possibility of being exposed!

At this moment, two crimson stars lit up in the depths of the gray fog and kept shining.

Klein pulled himself together and extended his spiritual power to touch one of them. In the dim light, he saw a black kitten with its eyes closed, praying to him seriously.

It would be nice to have an extraordinary creature.

He couldn't help but feel a little envious, but he soon realized that this cat was from the witch path, and her promotion would be destined to bring disaster and misfortune, just like Backlund's high-sequence witch, whose one performance could lead to the deaths of thousands or even tens of thousands of people.

Did Edward intend to keep her at Sequence 7 to satisfy his well-known wish, or did he have other plans?

Find an opportunity to ask.

His spirituality suddenly surged and poured into the deep red light that flowed like water. Then a black kitten appeared in this magnificent palace, standing beside the long bronze table and sitting on a chair that did not belong to the current members of the Tarot Club.

The little guy still has his eyes closed and looks very serious in his prayers. He is so adorable.

Klein said calmly, "You can open your eyes now."

"Ah? Oh."

Lilith opened her eyes carefully, then looked around curiously, and finally set her sights on the figure of the bronze leader. "Hello, Mr. Fool."

Klein nodded. "Hello, cute little guy."

After the greetings, both sides were silent for a while.

Lilith remembered Edward's instructions, and Klein didn't know what to say for a moment. In the past, when a new member came, he would ask about the other party's situation, ask if the other party wanted to join the Tarot Club, and then let the other party choose a Tarot card of his own. !秒_章~段-暁?说*网¨ ?啄￠芯￠嶵!哙,

But do we have to do the same with this cat?

Soon he shook his head and laughed. He almost forgot that letting Edward Cat and the Mysterious Queen come up was not to let them join the Tarot Club, but just to let the Gray Mist "get familiar" with them so that he could complete the sacrifice in a while. Why think so much?

However, before playing, everyone had to choose their cards, and only when the corresponding symbols appeared on the back of the corresponding seats could they officially become members of the Tarot Club.

Isn't it enough to just come up and take a walk?

Chapter 366: Queen Card and Strength Card

To be on the safe side, Klein decided to go through the same process as before for new members. As for whether they would attend the weekly gatherings, that would be decided later.

He tapped the index finger of his left hand, causing the remaining tarot cards to materialize on the bronze table:

"Choose a card, little one."

Lilith stood up and squatted, but unfortunately she was still some distance away from the table: "What?"

"…"

Klein was somewhat helpless. This was going to set a new minimum height for our Tarot Club.

"You can jump on the table and choose."

"oh!"

Lilith was not polite. She jumped onto the bronze table, then walked to the pile of tarot cards with small steps. She fiddled with them one by one with her feet and looked at them one by one. Finally, she raised her head with an innocent look and said, "Ms. Lilith, you don't understand."

Then - why were you watching so seriously just now?

"Then just pick one you like."

"Oh~"

Lilith lowered her head again and looked at the cards carefully one by one. After a while, she picked a card out of the pile: "I want this one."

This card shows a beautiful woman sitting in an elegant and comfortable chair, looking carefree and relaxed.

Queen card.

Klein couldn't help but stroke his forehead. "How could you, a little kitty, choose the Queen card? I thought this card would be the choice of the mysterious queen."

But since I have chosen it, there is nothing to say. Perhaps this is a destined fate.

"Well, that's the Queen then."

With Klein's approval, the symbol of the Queen appeared on the back of Lilith's chair, and the tarot card that she had hooked in her claws also disappeared.

"Eh? No more?"

Lilith looked around in confusion, then looked up at Klein: "You chose it, didn't you give it to me?"

"…I gave it to you, but in a different way. Okay, you can go back now."

Klein gently waved his hand to disconnect from Lilith, causing her figure to disappear into the gray mist.

Then he looked at another crimson star that was still twinkling, and the smile on his face suddenly faded: "The real trouble is this person."

He pinched his fingers and spread his spirituality again. Then a figure with waist-length chestnut hair and unique clothing style appeared in the depths of the gray fog.

Is this the daughter of Emperor Roselle, the mysterious queen of "big shot"?

The surging spirituality surged out again, injecting into the stars that symbolized the mysterious queen. The next second, Klein felt the palace begin to vibrate slightly. His spirituality was like being rapidly drawn out by a high-powered pump and was about to run out of energy, causing waves of pain in his brain.

"No...it's like this before I even pull it up. If I pull it up, I'll have to scrap it right away."

Klein covered his forehead with one hand and tightly grasped the edge of the bronze table with the other. His expression became increasingly painful, but he did not disconnect. Instead, he continued to inject spirituality: "Try again, one last try."

At this time, the figure of the mysterious queen gradually emerged on an empty chair at the bronze table, but it flickered like a short circuit.

For Bernadette, she just felt a trance, and her consciousness came to a magnificent palace full of gray fog. Not far away, a mysterious and profound figure was looking at her indifferently.

She subconsciously wanted to open the Eye of Secrets, but stopped in time.

Do not look directly at God!

As a long-established High-Sequence Beyonder, Bernadette knew that she needed to maintain a fear of everything, so she immediately lowered her head and didn't look at Mr. Fool.

At this time, she also felt her strange state, which seemed to represent a kind of instability, as if... this palace could not accommodate her.

Bernadette naturally couldn't doubt that it was Mr. Fool's problem, so the problem must be with herself! Thinking of Edward's reminder that this ancient god might not respond to her, this feeling of being unable to accommodate and being rejected... maybe it was a test of Him for herself?

She soon had an idea. Since this place couldn't accommodate her "complete" self, why not come in as an "incomplete" self?

This may be impossible for others, but it is not difficult for her.

In the tent, Bernadette's body suddenly moved. Under Edward's surprised gaze, she stretched out her hand to open the secret door, took out the sage's forehead ornament with a vertical eye surface inlaid with "diamonds", and put it on her forehead.

Almost in an instant, her body and her soul turned into an information stream creature composed of countless information and knowledge. Every piece of information was her, and every piece of knowledge was her.

This allows her to divide herself into countless tiny selves.

Two or three seconds later, Bernadette quickly took off the sage's forehead ornament and entered the secret door again, recovering from the information flow state. However, she was able to withdraw most of her consciousness above the gray fog, retaining only a small part of herself in the information flow state.

Then, the palace stopped shaking, and Bernadette's figure stabilized. Klein felt that his spiritual energy consumption was reduced by half and reached a range he could bear.

But why did it suddenly happen like this?

At this time, Bernadette said modestly: "Hello, Mr. Fool, may I ask if I have passed your test?"

ah?

I?

test?

Oh! Yes, that was my test!

Klein figured it out quickly. He immediately held his chin up and smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad."

Mysterious Queen, oh mysterious Queen, the last time we met at the Roselle Exhibition, I was fleeing from your hands. Hey, now you are finally in my hands.

Be quiet and give all the diaries of Emperor Roselle to your Uncle Zhou!

Of course, Klein was just thinking about this in his mind. He remained calm and asked, "Are you the daughter of Roselle?"

"Yes, my name is Bernadette Gustave." She hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Mr. Fool, do you know my father?"

Klein shook his head and said regretfully, "Such an interesting person. I really want to meet him. Unfortunately, when I woke up, he was already dead." He paused and asked, "You seem to think that your father is not dead?"

Bernadette nodded heavily. "Yes, I believe he must still be alive somewhere in this world, and I will definitely find him." "Then I look forward to the day when I can meet him."

Klein smiled and manifested the remaining tarot cards again: "Choose a card that suits you."

She quickly scanned the tarot cards, then paused on the Hermit card for a few seconds, then looked at the others, and finally said calmly: "Power."

"very good."

After a while,

Klein cut off the connection with the mysterious queen, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed. "Fortunately... this mysterious queen and Mr. Hanged Man must have something in common. They are indeed pirates who yearn for freedom. They are both so imaginative."

It's good to use your imagination. One imagination is equivalent to countless performances.

call--

The next step is to take Edward and the others out of the God-forsaken Land and send them back to the outside world.

...

In the God-forsaken land, in the tent in afternoon town.

Edward had been watching Bernadette's reaction from beginning to end. After her consciousness was pulled up by Klein, he could clearly see that Bernadette's condition seemed unstable.

He knew that this was a problem caused by Klein's lack of spirituality. He thought Klein would use this as an excuse to stop, but he didn't expect that he would still bite the bullet and drag Bernadette towards the Source Castle.

Edward knew that Klein was just trying to hold on for his sake. He was touched but also worried.

At this moment, he saw Bernadette suddenly take out a sealed object from the secret door and put it on and took it off, and then her condition stabilized.

Two minutes later, Bernadette opened her eyes: "It's OK."

Although he was curious about how she managed to enter Sefirah Castle when Klein's spirituality was insufficient, Edward couldn't ask her, so he could only casually ask, "Did you communicate with Mr. Fool just now?"

She nodded slightly, her expression somewhat lost: "I asked Him if he knew my father. He said that he had just woken up not long ago and did not know him."