ntjyu

If I had voted in favor, would the siblings have given up their revenge? Would they have joined the Psychological Alchemy Society to help George III?

Is my vote really that important?

unless...

Audrey was shocked: Unless they know that I am a member of the Tarot Club and that there is a god like Mr. Fool behind the Tarot Club.

She couldn't help but think back to the time when she was suspected of being psychologically hinted at and was planning to "confess" to Klein. After thinking about it, she finally suspected that the person who gave her the psychological hint might be targeting Mr. Fool.

Are these two things related?

Audrey glanced at the two children and the Angel King in the living room, then stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Would you like to pray to Mr. Fool?"

"Um."

Although everyone present was aware of Mr. Fool's existence and they were all members of the Tarot Club, Audrey was still not used to praying to Mr. Fool under other people's eyes.

She walked into the bathroom, closed the toilet lid, sat down, put her hands together in front of her forehead, and whispered:

"Fools who do not belong to this era,

The mysterious ruler above the gray fog,

The yellow and black king who holds good luck.

Dear Mr. Fool, I have something important to report to you..."

...

In the foggy town.

Klein stood in front of the wall and tried the symbol he saw underground in Tingen and the symbol of the Fool above the gray fog, but unfortunately he failed to open the door.

Klein's expression gradually became bitter. He suspected that he would be trapped here forever, just like Mr. A, fighting with the Beyonders thrown in by the lady until he starved to death or was eaten.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he was suddenly stunned: "No, Mr. A or the other Beyonders, the reason they were thrown in seems to be more for the purpose of punishment."

"But I'm not. I was sent here by that lady as a follower of the Goddess of Night to obtain the magic formula of the Trickster. So, it doesn't make sense for her to deliberately put me to death."

"This place is obviously related to the power of darkness, and even the goddess of night. As the goddess's followers, when encountering difficulties, they usually think of asking the goddess for help.

"So, how can we ask the goddess for help?"

Klein thought for a moment, raised his right hand again, and drew a simple sketch of the dark holy emblem.

Suddenly, the scene behind the transparent door swayed like water waves and changed. A cliff with no visible bottom gradually appeared behind the door, and a sky full of stars and a red moon appeared.

As expected...

Klein took a deep breath, stretched out his hands and pushed the door open.

With a squeak,

The door was gently pushed open, and a whistling cold wind blew in his face, causing Klein to shiver. He quickly wrapped his collar, then tossed a coin and did a divination, which revealed that there was no danger outside.

Then, he carefully drew a "Scarlet Moon" on his chest, stepped out with his right foot, and passed through the illusory door.

First, the scene in front of my eyes went dark, and I saw the endless darkness and the bright stars. Then I found myself on the top of a mountain. There was nothing around me except the lingering snow, rugged rocks and the morning sun.

But he was not completely relieved. Instead, he prepared to try to control the secret doll to open the door to the spirit world and take himself away.

If he succeeds, it means he has left the foggy town and returned to the real world. He can take advantage of the situation to move away from his current location and avoid danger. If he fails, he can quickly recognize the situation and guard against possible attacks.

Suddenly, he heard a slight noise in his ears. It was someone praying to him!

It is confirmed.

I really came out.

Only at this moment did Klein finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's been so exciting for most of the day."

Oh, am I the one favored by the goddess?

If so, is it necessary to go through such a long detour to give a formula? If you are not careful, you may die in it. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: The goddess is too unreliable!

Whoever wants to be the favored one can do so!

Of course, this was just a complaint. Klein still had to go to the church again and face the lady and say to the goddess respectfully, "Thank you."

"Let's go back to Backlund first."

Klein's mind moved, and he controlled the Traveler's Secret Doll to take him into the colorful spirit world and headed straight for Backlund.

He first went to St. Samuel's Church and put away the demigod's secret puppet that was "dropped" nearby. After hesitating for a few seconds, he decided to go back to the hotel he rented first: not only to respond to the members who prayed to him, but also to quickly sacrifice the Fool Card into the gray fog to avoid any more trouble.

As soon as he stepped out of the spirit world, Klein felt that the atmosphere around him was a little strange.

He walked to the window and looked outside. He saw pedestrians gathered in groups of three or four, talking about something. Two newspaper boys were running on the street, waving newspapers and shouting:

"The Feysac air raid has currently caused the death of 262 people!"

"The Feysac air raid has currently caused the death of 262 people!"

"Loen has officially declared war on Feysac!"

"Loen has officially declared war on Feysac!"

The loud shouting and hawking along the way made Klein's mind buzz. "What's going on? I just left for half a day and went to the foggy town. How could such a big thing happen?"

Feysac launched an air raid on Backlund, and Loen declared war on Feysac?

Although he had known that the war was coming, Klein still felt heavy-hearted when it really happened. Whether Feysac launched the war because of the political instability in Loen, to avenge past grudges, to divert domestic conflicts, or simply for the ambitions of the superiors, he knew that the war was coming.

But in the end, it is only the ordinary people at the bottom who suffer.

"Oh, I don't know what I can do in this."

Klein sighed, closed the curtains, and walked into the bathroom. He first prayed to himself and sacrificed the Blasphemy Card above the gray fog. Then he sat upright on the bronze chair and looked at the flickering and expanding crimson star.

Then spirituality spread out and infused into the stars, and soon Audrey's figure emerged from the depths of the gray fog:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have something important to report to you."

"I believe you have heard about Feysac's attack on Loen and the news of the war between the two countries. I just got some secret information about this war. This war..."

Audrey recounted all the news she had heard from the Edessak siblings, Medici, and Lilith, and summarized at the end: "...But the above news is only what I heard. Please forgive me for telling you before I can confirm its truth. I just think that this matter involves too much seriousness. Please let Mr. Fool make the decision."

"…"

After listening to Audrey's story, Mr. Fool was completely dumbfounded.

Chapter 654 Leonard Prays

Audrey's news is more explosive than the last:

"George III is George I, an old fellow who has lived for more than 200 years. He has been preparing for the promotion to the Black Emperor for more than 200 years?!"

"The war launched by Feysac was actually part of George III's plan, in order to complete the last step of the ceremony to be promoted to the Black Emperor?!"

"Has the Seven Gods tacitly approved George III's plan to be promoted to the Black Emperor?" - Oh, I seem to have known this last time.

"This war is not just about that. There is also a game between multiple gods and the Angel King?"

Also, what are the prince and princess planning? Why do they have the confidence to stop the promotion of a god?

What did the Psychological Alchemy Society want to express by voting in a seemingly childish way? According to Audrey's own analysis, it is possible that the Psychological Alchemy Society knew about the existence of the Tarot Club and me - so they were actually coming for me?

But in the eyes of outsiders, I am at least an "evil god". Would psychological alchemy be so bold?

In addition, although Audrey is a member of the Tarot Club, her decisions and ideas do not represent my decisions and ideas. Even if she wants to stop George III, it does not mean that I want to...

Just as I was thinking this, another crimson star lit up in the depths of the gray fog. It was the Lady of Strength, Bernadette.

Klein stretched out his hand, and her figure quickly emerged in the gray fog. Then she spoke, which stunned Klein:

"Mr. Fool, I intend to stop George III's plan!"

"I wonder what your plans are for this incident. Will my actions interfere with your plans?"

Klein held his forehead in his hand silently: What can I plan?

You think too highly of me.

I am just a false god with nothing but appearance, a small sequence 5.

What can I do in this war involving multiple countries, multiple angel kings, and multiple gods?

The point is, even the Seven Gods acquiesced, and believed that George III's promotion to the Black Emperor would be a better way to fight Doomsday, so - is it really right to stop him?

Perhaps it was because Klein at this time had not experienced as much as in the original book, and he did not act as resentful as he did in the original book.

What lies ahead is clearly a trolley problem. On one hand, both George III and George I have committed countless tragedies over the past two hundred years in order to advance to Sequence 0. On the other hand, after advancing to Sequence 0, one can better fight against doomsday.

If George III can really successfully help the Seven Gods fight against Doomsday after his promotion, the lives saved will naturally be much greater than the deaths he has ever caused!

But Crane's only question was, how could such a despicable man as George III... a man who could cause the deaths of millions of innocent people for his own selfish interests?

Is it really trustworthy?

After a while, Klein spread his spirituality and injected it into Bernadette's star, pulling her into the Source Castle. He asked calmly, "Tell me, Madam Strength, why do you want to stop George III?"

Bernadette didn't expect Mr. Fool to pull her up directly. She was a little surprised. This time, she didn't have time to separate an information flow and successfully entered the gray fog. Sure enough, Mr. Fool was testing her before.

She then told him the truth: "Mr. Fool, I'm sure you must know that my father…Emperor Roselle forcibly jumped from the Emperor of Knowledge to the Emperor of Darkness in his later years for some purpose."

Klein: I don't know…

"And he was assassinated in the White Maple Palace when he was jumping to another path. However, he may have completed his promotion at that time and could be resurrected at any time. That's why the church later found the mausoleum he built during his lifetime and destroyed it one by one, just to prevent his resurrection one day."

"However, after years of hard work, the church has only found eight mausoleums in total."

Bernadette said seriously: "So, as long as the remaining mausoleum is not found, there is always a possibility that Dad will be resurrected, unless..."

Klein suddenly realized and said calmly, "Unless another Black Emperor is born."

"That's right."

Bernadette took a deep breath and said, "I don't care what George III did to become the Black Emperor. I don't care how his promotion to the Black Emperor helps in the fight against the apocalypse. I don't care whether the Seven Gods acquiesced to his promotion. Stopping him is purely for my own personal purposes. I will not allow anyone to cut off Dad's chance of survival."

So that's how it is.

Although Klein had never met that fellow countryman of the Great Emperor, he was able to successfully disguise himself as the Fool and get to where he is now, thanks in large part to the diaries he left behind.

Maybe the emperor didn't think so much when he wrote his diary, but he had to bear this feeling. He had thought more than once that if Emperor Roselle was still alive but got into trouble, he would definitely help him as much as possible when he had enough ability.

But now, George III's plan concerns the life and death of the emperor, but Klein feels powerless and once again laments his own weakness.

If he had enough strength, facing George III's indiscriminate killing of innocent people, he would not care about the trolley problem at all. He would just smile and say, "Even if the Seven Gods acquiesce, what can you do? A fool will not agree!"

Because you don't deserve it!

After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "I understand."

"Then go ahead and do it."

Klein hesitated for a few seconds, but still gritted his teeth and said, "I will provide you with some help when the time is right."

Bernadette bowed slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Fool."

"Well, that's it."

He waved his hand to cut off the connection with Bernadette, causing her figure to disappear. Then he injected spiritual communication into Audrey again, and after some organization of words, he said lightly:

"I see."

"Ms. Power's next move will represent my attitude towards this matter."

"As for the Psychological Alchemist Society's plan, you don't need to worry about it. Just protect your own safety. If they are really coming for me, then let them come."

After saying this, he threw this scene to Audrey.

"I've already said my big words. I have to find a way to speed up the digestion of the Puppet Master's potion and collect materials for the Trickster." Klein leaned back, resting his chin on his hand and tapping the table lightly with his fingers.

"The main materials of the trickster are the main eye of the trickster and the real soul of the spirit world plunderer. As for the trickster... I have no idea. I will ask everyone tomorrow. As for the spirit world plunderer, based on its name, we can guess that it may exist in the spirit world..."

"In addition, the most difficult thing is the promotion ceremony of the trickster. Relying on his own strength and planning, he directed a grand drama in front of many spectators to murder a demigod or an extraordinary creature of equal magnitude.?三·8,墈¨书¨旺+ ^蕞·薪.蟋姨_结*啾~鑫!哙~"

"With a Sequence 4 Fallen Count Marionette and a Sequence 5 Traveler Marionette, plus my own strength and Poseidon's Scepter, there is still hope for me to kill a demigod."

"But the problem is, how can we accomplish all this in front of so many spectators?"

Klein fell into deep thought.

"Tsk, let's collect the materials first and then think about this problem slowly. Without the potion, it will be useless even if we succeed in murdering a demigod."

Just as he was about to leave the gray fog, a crimson star deep ahead began to swell and flicker. Before he could check, another star lit up.

"Huh?"

Klein took a quick look with his spiritual sense and was immediately surprised: these two crimson stars were not members of the Tarot Club. They were both above the gray fog by reciting their three-stage link.

He thought, "One of them is probably a friend recommended by Miss Magician, what about the other one?"

With the infusion of spiritual energy, two stars burst into light, revealing a vague image of the person praying - the first star to light up was a short girl, who, at the urging of another girl next to her, read out her three-part honorific name quite cautiously and reluctantly.

Klein was very familiar with that girl. She was the magician Miss Fors. And that short girl... it was obvious that she was Miss Xio.

As for the other star...

Despite the hazy fog, Klein recognized the person praying at a glance:

It's Leonard!

Klein was immediately extremely surprised.

How is that possible?

How could Leonard pray to me? Where did he hear the three-part prayer?

Previously, killing the human trafficker Kapin and helping Miss Sharon deal with the pursuers from the Rose School did expose an "organization" marked by tarot cards, but that's all.

Regarding Mr. Fool's three-part honorific name, I have always emphasized to everyone that it must not be spread without permission, and everyone has been very cooperative...

Oh, except Audrey once accidentally let Edward know.

"…"

Klein frowned. Considering that I am the goddess's favorite, could Leonard's prayer be instructed by the church?

Could it be that the church has already revealed to Leonard that I am not dead?

"Hey, what am I thinking about? Anyway, why don't we just pull him up and ask him?"

Thinking of this, Klein stretched out his hand and quickly injected spirituality into Leonard's star.

...

On the other side,

Leonard stayed in a temporarily rented hotel room. After reciting the three sections, he still maintained a pious prayer posture. After all, in the old man's words, this was a resurrected ancient god.

The respect that is due must still be given.

Of course, Leonard inevitably felt a little embarrassed and uneasy: after all, he had already sworn to the goddess to believe in her forever and devote himself entirely to the Church of Night.

As a result, he turned around and hid here, praying to an "evil god", and even planned to join the organization he founded and believe in him.

ah!

Goddess, I deserve to die!

But don't worry, the reason why I prayed to the "Fool" was only because of Klein and Edward, just to blend in. I swear that I will always and only be loyal to you, the goddess. If necessary, I will be a nail that the Church of Evernight drives into the cult organization - I will cooperate with the church at any time to wipe them out!

Chapter 655: Classic Mr. Fool Disagrees

Leonard knelt for another quarter of an hour while thinking about all sorts of things. Finally, he couldn't help but muttered, "Old man, why don't you respond?"

"Are you sure the three sentences you told me are correct? Are you sure that the 'Fool' really exists?"

Pales said calmly, "Boy, what gave you the illusion that a god would respond to anyone who prayed to him?"

"That's an ancient god!"

"Also, after you pronounce His honorable name, even if He doesn't respond to you immediately, your every move is likely already under His watch. You'd better pray that you don't anger Him for no reason, lest I get blood splashed on my face when you are punished."

Leonard suddenly looked resentful: "...Old man, that's not what you said when you asked me to read it just now?"

"Heh, have you forgotten that I'm a trickster? Can a swindler tell the truth? Maybe I'm just trying to trick you into praying to the evil god in order to kill you."

"You're... so boring."

Leonard pouted and slowly stood up with his hands on the ground, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He rubbed his sore thighs and walked into the bathroom. He opened the toilet lid and just as he untied his belt to pee, a deep red light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, completely drowning him.

By the time Leonard reacted, towering stone pillars had appeared before his eyes. They stood above the endless gray-white mist, supporting a magnificent palace that looked like a giant's residence.

Leonard then realized that he had sat down beside an ancient, mottled bronze table. Beside and opposite him were high-backed chairs that gave off a sense of majesty and solemnity.

At the top of the mottled long table, a figure was shrouded in thick gray fog, leaning back in a chair leisurely, as if looking down at everything in the world.

In an instant, thoughts flashed through Leonard's mind, and then he moved faster than his mind, standing up and bowing to the lofty being: "Good afternoon, great being."

At this moment, he forgot about allegiance to the goddess and the nails. The only feeling he had was: the power of the gods was as great as a mountain and as vast as an ocean!

However, as soon as Leonard bent down, he was pushed back by an invisible force and sat back on the bronze chair. Then a low and calm voice echoed in his ears:

"Don't bother. Just call me Mr. Fool."

Klein watched as his former colleague changed his demeanor and looked up at him cautiously with the attitude of a lower-ranking person. He couldn't help but feel a little amused: It turns out that Leonard, who claims to be the protagonist, has an old grandfather hidden inside him, and he would become reserved and humble in front of a "god".

He asked calmly, "Where did you hear my name? And why are you praying to me?"

Leonard was shocked and said, "Yes... an elder told me your name, and the reason I prayed to you is because... I heard that two of my colleagues believed in you and joined the organization you founded."

"Oh? Elder? Is it Pales Zoroast?"

Klein smiled nonchalantly.

It seems that the old man in Leonard's body told Leonard everything. But how did the old man know that we joined the Tarot Club?

Did Edward tell Him?

"!!!"

Leonard's heart suddenly started beating wildly, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink: This fool... actually knew about the old man's existence and called out his name directly!

"Excuse me, great… Mr. Fool, do you know this old man… Pales Zoroast?"

"I can't say I know him, but I have heard of him. He was an angel who was active in the Fourth Epoch."

Klein's words were completely true. All the information about the old man was told to him by Edward.

Is the old man really an angel?!

Although it was expected, Leonard still couldn't help being surprised. He actually trusted the old man quite a bit now, but he still had a question: why did this former angel choose to parasitize him?

When he was in Tingen, he naively thought that he was the protagonist and everything was arranged by fate.

But after going through so much, he certainly wouldn't be as stupid as before.

Leonard slowly let out a breath, looked around and asked hesitantly, "Have they, Klein Moretti and Edward, also been here like me?"

Klein thought for a moment and said, "That's right, but the way you arrived is different."

Leonard was not surprised and asked again, "Then when can I meet them? I... I have something very important to discuss with them... especially Klein."

Since Edward had joined the Tingen Nighthawks for a short time, Leonard could only be considered a colleague. The reason he cared about Edward was because he thought he had betrayed the Nighthawks, leading to the deaths of the captain and Klein.

But Klein was different. After spending several months together, they had carried out dangerous missions together many times and had always trusted each other. He was a trustworthy friend.

Klein said, "Don't worry."

"Besides you, there are other beings who were pulled in here for various reasons. They begged me to convene regular gatherings to exchange information, buy and sell materials, trade formulas, and help each other. This will help them quickly improve and become high-sequence beings."

"Are Klein and Edward also part of the regular gathering? Do they also have a seat here?"

Klein answered casually, "Yes."

Leonard was silent for a second, then said excitedly, "Dear Mr. Fool, if I also join that regular gathering, then I will be able to see them."

"certainly."

Klein waved his hand and a deck of tarot cards appeared on the bronze table. He raised his hand and pointed, saying, "They each picked a tarot card as their code name. You can also draw one. The cards with owners have been removed."

As expected, the tarot cards were used as code names... Leonard exhaled and couldn't help but ask another question: "Which cards did Klein and Edward draw?"