Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 123 Finally arrived at the Tarot Club

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Klein took the main seat and was about to try to pull people in, when he suddenly saw his pile of debris exposed amidst the gray mist in the distance.He suddenly took a deep breath, feeling ashamed, and quickly moved it away.

After moving the pile of debris and grabbing a few pieces of gray fog to cover it, Klein returned to the position of "The Fool". After looking around to confirm that it was correct, he waited for a while, took out the pendulum, took a deep breath, and tried to divination.

According to the usual practice, you only need to find a divination topic and fall into a dream, but after being killed by his divination target, Klein now has a feeling of "hot potato" towards the gray fog.It can provide itself with help beyond the scope of its own ability, making itself omnipotent like a god, and at the same time subtly making itself lose its awe of the world and become bold and reckless.

But... why is it that only Edward Vaughan can accurately find me?Both the Eternal Blazing Sun and the True Creator before... Could it be that He is stronger than those true gods?Shouldn't this be, or is it that the angels of the true gods that I divination can actually see me, it's just whether it is clear or not, or are they willing to teach me a lesson?This can explain the fact that the real creator asked Ji Guanghui to directly issue a tracing request.

He is holding a citrine pendulum, and he is in a dilemma.

Only by divination can we know whether the Tarot Club can be successfully held, but if something is really divined, it is very likely that they will be approached again.There may be disasters on my side, but other people in the Tarot Society are innocent.

"It's really troublesome..."

Klein sighed secretly, but he didn't feel much repulsion towards the gray fog.Because if it wasn't for the gray mist, he would have been killed in Tingen long ago, really killed.And the captain and the others couldn't deal with the heirs of the evil god, and an unimaginable tragedy might happen to Tingen.

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became. Klein shook his head, shaking all kinds of anxiety and frustration out of his mind, and took out a pen and paper. After deliberating for a long time, he wrote the divination statement:

"Today's Tarot Club can go smoothly."

Make it or break it!I have already left a suicide note. If I die suddenly again this time, I will be buried as Sherlock Moriarty. There is no need to give Melissa and the others the pain of parting... Of course, I will leave it to myself. Please do not cremate without burial expenses...!
After silently reciting seven times, Klein took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

The dream this time was very short. Klein felt as if he opened his eyes just after he closed them. He didn't even remember the details of the dream, but the time showed that 1 minute had indeed passed.He lowered his head, only to see his citrine pendulum rotating clockwise in a moderate range.

Dangerous, but smooth?

Klein cautiously performed another divination. One minute later, he opened his eyes, and the citrine was still spinning steadily clockwise.

Is it really safe?
He didn't put it into practice right away, quietly waiting for the passage of time, and adjusting his mood and state.It was not until three o'clock sharp that they were pulled up on time.

A crimson and illusory light rose, and Audrey Hall looked around in a good mood.

Last night, she finally got the long-awaited Sequence 7 "Psychologist" potion formula. At this time, she still had that mixed feeling of excitement, excitement, steadfastness, and stability, and the Psychology Alchemy Association did not ask her to make a contribution immediately. Call it an advance.But they fully believed that Miss Audrey had excellent "repayment" ability.

There are no new members... Audrey "Justice" stood up, cast her gaze at the top of the long bronze table, raised her skirt, and saluted:
"Good afternoon, Mister Fool, afternoon..."

The gray fog suddenly vibrated, and a light suddenly lit up on an empty chair far away, and everyone's eyes were attracted.

Behind the chair appeared a sign that had never been seen before, which did not belong to any of the 22 paths. There were layers of vines like snakes or dry fingers, and there were faintly ruins of buildings in the gaps.Klein suddenly felt that his spirituality was affected, and felt that the all-black eyes used to control the dummy's "world" were also attracted, and the black lines began to twist in the direction of the chair, as if they were about to be sucked in.

The figure of "World" shook, as if it would disappear in the next second.

If I let all these "black lines" fall on that chair, then I will not be the controller of the dummy "world"!It is very likely that it was the mysterious person who came up before and flipped the card of blasphemy!

Klein looked at the others, and saw that no matter if it was "Justice", "Sun" or "Magician", they all showed painful appearances, staggering to and fro, red colors that symbolized emotional instability appeared on the astral body, and the sequence high As for their "hanged man", he supported the long bronze table with his elbows, struggling hard, and seemed to be extremely uncomfortable.

Dots of light emerged from the astral bodies of the crowd, and poured into the empty seat, and without a sound, there seemed to be an extremely faint figure on the empty seat, fluctuating like water marks , and the swirling black line shook even more violently at this moment, almost breaking away from Klein's control and attaching to the transparent figure!
That chair should be some sort of ceremonial passage!It is absorbing the spirituality of everyone, and even wants to use the "All Black Eye" as a substitute!
Klein understood in an instant, and at the same time broke out in a cold sweat.This was the first time he encountered such a dangerous situation. He vaguely heard a strange wind sound, as if the breeze was gently blowing the leaves, or the dry branches were rubbing against each other.The sound became louder, more obvious, and clearer, like an incomprehensible song echoing repeatedly in a concert hall, which made Klein's scalp tingle.

Can't let this ritual be done!
Without hesitation, he stirred up the gray fog, picked up the "Sun Brooch" and "Dark Emperor" cards, and poured his spirituality into them without reservation, just like the blazing sun at noon descending in the mysterious space instantly, the figure of the paper angel It swelled up, and the black wings spread out, and the distorted power caused the swaying black line to temporarily change its trajectory.The spirituality revealed by Gray Mist and Klein relieved some of the pressure on everyone.Tarot will be able to breathe, and feel the unimaginable coercion and the breath of the gods descending on their heads, and their spiritual intuition simultaneously outlines such a picture——

Behind Mister Fool, an illusory door slowly emerged, like an angel made of light and gold, stepped out of it, landed beside Mister Fool, spread twelve pairs of flaming wings, and A sacred and invisible existence walked out of the gate and appeared on the other side. The black shadow formed a majestic but distorted figure.

Angel……

Everyone in the Tarot Society thought, watched, and felt in shock.

Two angels!

On the long bronze table, two angels stood silently.The ancient and mysterious Mister Fool, who was as calm as time, stretched out his finger, and light and shadow rushed towards the seat at the same time. The light and shadow intertwined and turned into a magnificent rain of light.

This is the mighty power of the gods!

Everyone was shocked by the scene at this moment and forgot to breathe.

But Klein was not in a calm mood at this time. He found that the ongoing ceremony there was only a slight pause, and the paper angel, which had consumed half of his spiritual construction, didn't even win two seconds.The first black line seemed to have landed on the body of the transparent silhouette. The place where the black line landed was the arm. I don't know if it was an illusion or reality. Klein saw that the right hand of the transparent silhouette suddenly had a body. Immediately afterwards, the right hand stretched out to The other black lines seemed to be connected one by one by myself!

I can't stop this at all.Klein immediately came to a conclusion. He should leave immediately and return everyone's spirits to their original places. From now on, the Tarot Club can be canceled!
He was ready to act immediately, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a layer of black veil shining with stars emerging from his body.

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"Three o'clock in the afternoon on Monday... This time point is really abnormal." The decayed king said to himself, he was concentrating on communicating the mystic connection he left on the gray fog, the biggest repulsion came from Origin Castle itself, and the rest was There is only a little resistance that is too small to be ignored.In ten seconds at most, he will be able to go to the top of Origin Castle.

"It's so strange... Klein Moretti is dead, who is calling these people on time? He is not dead? Or is the convener not actually him, but Origin Castle itself? The next heir has already appeared?"

It went smoothly, and the obstruction was terrifying, but it was actually not painful. Soon, he felt that his right hand could move freely.

Suddenly, he felt a strange threat.This threat was neither fatal nor dangerous, it was light and flimsy, but it did arouse His spiritual warning.Above Origin Castle, the right hand that was about to touch the next black line paused in the air, the skin and flesh on the back of the hand parted, revealing a kind of eyes without pupils.Looking up, he saw a night sky with a red moon hanging.

"—."

The sign behind the seat of Origin Castle immediately began to distort, and the vines and ruins disappeared, turning into pentagrams and sheep's heads—the symbols of the devil's path.

Klein's pupils shrank, and he suddenly thought of that person.

The night sky shrouded it.

Under Klein's horrified gaze, the tulle gleaming with stars gently floated above the abnormal seat. The ceremony of the seat obviously stopped, and the two sides seemed to be confronting each other.This is undoubtedly a good opportunity, but he tried his best to stop it and failed, so he really doesn't know what else he can do now.

At this moment, he felt something keenly.

Weird feeling...like...applying?license?The spiritual contact made Klein stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the information actually came from that piece of black tulle.Sheer seems to be asking for his "permission" before helping him overpower the intruding chair.

"Allow" seems to mean allowing the black yarn to stay above the gray mist?It's like I pulled up the Tarot Club. ... This ... lures wolves into the house?Drive away tigers and wolves?How can I face the tiger after swallowing the wolf?No, at least the black yarn looks like it is helping me, rather than directly intruding like a chair...the two of them may be able to suppress each other, and the black yarn conveys such a feeling to me, which is a good thing for me...but Why do I always have to make decisions like this?Can't I just throw this gray mist to someone else?

I have no choice.Klein made a decision.

The black veil was allowed, and it fell softly, covering the entire seat.Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the members of the Tarot Society, because in their spirituality, the entire starry night sky was suppressed, and the demon with a terrifying appearance and a hideous face had to retreat into the darkness.They were amazed by the sublime magnificence of the night sky, and even more horrified by the great existence that this night sky might represent, and the relationship with the mysterious Mister Fool.

Klein saw it too.After the black gauze covered the seat, a crimson full moon flashed above it.

Mister Fool almost praised the goddess on the gray mist.

Their confrontation was over, and the black yarn and the seat fell silent at the same time, as if they were temporarily maintaining their balance because they could not suppress each other.

The gray fog gradually returned to calm. Seeing this, Klein heaved a sigh of relief. He put away the Sacred Sun Emblem and the Card of Blasphemy, and sat at the head in an unfathomable manner. He continued to control the dummy "World", with his forehead almost The people on the table spoke calmly and said with a smile:

"You can look up now."

Hearing this, Audrey the Justice was the first to move. She looked left and right, slowly raised her head, and then she looked at The Fool. Klein felt awe and praise in substance.

Miss "Justice" is an aristocratic woman... She probably believes in the Goddess of the Night, I can understand the look in her eyes... I always feel very strange, as an "evil god", now I am suspected of being an "evil god" His identity was helped by the goddess... Does the goddess know where this place is?When did you notice me again?
After thinking about it, Klein didn't have the guts to ask while praying.

Immediately afterwards, "Magician", "Sun", and "World" also raised their heads one after another. "The Hanged Man" looked in the direction of the Fool, but he didn't dare to look directly, only dared to look at the card of blasphemy in the Fool's hand.

"Praise you, Mister Fool!"

No one else dared to speak, but Audrey's brisk and joyful voice broke the eternal silence above the gray fog, and Klein, who was originally in a somewhat depressed mood, was temporarily relieved of his troubles.

He nodded slightly, rightly responding to her praise.

"Can you tell me what happened just now?"

Her heart was beating fast: "If you want, I will, um, pay as much as I can."

This question may be very offensive, but after seeing the two angels under the Fool's command, and even the power of the goddess of the night, Miss "Justice" has believed from the bottom of her heart that Mister "Fool" is a great existence like the righteous god, benevolent And powerful.

what happened?I also want to know.Safety?This is the safety of divination results?What kind of security is this? …Klein laughed inscrutablely, and said calmly, "No need."

"A visit from an unauthorized visitor."

He tried his best to use the most concise words to fully mobilize the imagination of everyone in the Tarot Society, and as expected, he saw several people leaning back slightly.

"Thank you for your answer!"

Miss Justice stood up and saluted The Fool.When she sat down again, Audrey brought the figures of other members into her eyes again, and formed a dynamic scene with the previously observed picture:

The mood of "Sun" is very stable, and a little abnormally excited.Ah, is it because of the angel of light just now?Just like the "sun" in ancient books, he should have felt the resonance of spirituality.

Forsi was a little depressed while relaxing... She passed the test of that Abraham family member and became his student, but was forced to accept some things that were not good for her?
Mister "World" is as cold and gloomy as usual... It's unbelievable. After such a big thing happened, he can still be so calm. How strong is he?Maybe I get Sequence 7, or even Sequence 6, so I can grasp his emotional changes and thoughts...

Mister "The Hanged Man"...Huh? Mr. "The Hanged Man" looks a little impatient?His body movements showed panic, but he suppressed it forcibly. He has been quietly looking at Mr. Fool, as if he was expecting something. Could it be that he needs help when encountering a serious incident?I don’t know if there is another major event happening at sea... He also looked at Mister “World” and looked forward to it. It is very likely that this is the “Werewolf” Extraordinary characteristic that Mr. “World” entrusted him to sell. He probably also found one of the characteristics of the human skin shadow and the hair of the deep sea naga...

Well, "The Fool" is still so mysterious, powerful, and unpredictable.

A series of thoughts flashed through Audrey the Justice's mind, she looked at the figure shrouded in gray mist and said:

"Dear Mister Fool, I have newly obtained three pages of Roselle's diary."

This is the transcript she asked for from the "Psychological Alchemist Association". Because it was mentioned last night, the time was relatively short, and Escalante only had time to give her three pages.

"What reward do you want?" Klein asked with a smile.

Audrey replied sincerely: "It's your reward for answering my question before, is that okay?"

When she said this, she was inexplicably showing off:
Mr. "The Hanged Man", you don't even know the existence of the "Twilight Hermit Society"!
Phew, I'm really envious, Miss Justice asked some difficult questions in private... I wrote to the teacher when I got back, asking him if there is Roselle's diary there, no, for the outside world, the notes... "Magic Master" Forsi suddenly had desire and motivation.

Under the suspicious gaze of "The Hanged Man", Klein nodded indifferently:

"can."

Audrey quickly manifested three yellow-brown diaries and passed them on to Mister Fool.

Klein took a look, and saw the first page wrote:

"On January [-]th, I got in touch with Mr. 'Gate' steadily."

Just as Klein picked up the diary, Audrey added another sentence: "Mr. Fool, there are ten more pages of the diary that will be given to you one after another. This is the reward for your previous protection."

She repeated her promise in private, lest Mister Fool think that she had forgotten about it. The reason why she withdrew the news of the "Twilight Hermit Society" just now was because she wanted to settle a "debt" completely first. , with a little flamboyance.

The reward paid for providing blessings... "Magician" Forsi chewed on these few words, and suddenly realized that she had missed a very important question.

Regarding the matter of the Abraham family, Mister Fool sent an "angel" to help me interfere with the divination!I should also pay the corresponding rewards... It's over, I didn't think of this at all before... I thought it was the same as other ceremonies, the end is completely over... Forsi was a little panicked for a while.

In normal ritual magic, when praying to the gods or the help of the corresponding existence, sacrifices will be made in advance, and the essential oils and herbal essences that please the target will be burned, which is equivalent to paying the reward in advance. In the "fool" related rituals, many The steps can be omitted, and the price can be paid after the event, or even needn't be paid, which makes Forsi, who is used to the former, subconsciously just say thank you.

She hurriedly looked at the top of the long bronze table, and said sincerely:
"Dear Mister Fool, your interference with divination has greatly helped me, and I will collect ten pages of Roselle's diary for you as soon as possible."

Seeing the performances of Miss "Justice" and Miss "Magician", "The Sun" Derrick Berg suddenly realized and found a way to fully express his gratitude.

However, the City of Silver does not have the diary of the so-called Emperor Roselle... Well, Mister Fool is very interested in history, I want to read more similar materials and documents... Derrick turned his thoughts and turned to the high The leader Mister Fool made a promise.

The "Hanged Man" watched all this from the sidelines, and he no longer doubted the greatness of "The Fool" and the fact that he had "Angel" as his attendant. He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had finally caught the life-saving driftwood.

TBC
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Finally arrived at Origin Castle.

Goddess/Decline: Gaining a spot on Origin Castle (why is there someone else in this spot) is like attending a tea party in kindergarten, six days a week of silence, only some faint signals on Monday...horrible...gold pound……

(End of this chapter)