Chapter 878 September
Standing next to the temporary altar built on the ground, Klein also held his breath, his eyes fixed on the two lines of beautifully written words in front of Angel.
This is the complete recipe for "Ancient Scholar"!
Although Fulgrim's Hound, also known as the "Guardian of Sefirah Castle," had made him somewhat suspicious, and he once again suspected that his choice of the "Fortune Teller" path was somehow orchestrated by fate, this shock had already filled his mind twice before, when he saw the "Fool" card in the misty town and learned about the Sequence 3 promotion ceremony. Therefore, he did not reveal any flaws in front of Arianna this time.
"But the goddess didn't even give me the ascension ritual. It seems she already knows I got the information about the ritual from Angel... Is she really as bad as we suspected? Or is she actually hiding her true condition by actively responding to her believers, perhaps even a little too actively..."
This idea suddenly popped up in Klein's mind, but he immediately hid it in his heart. He took a deep breath and memorized the potion formula of the "Ancient Scholar" before the herbal ashes dissipated.
This was earned by Angel killing Hvin Rambis, discovering the truth behind the smog, sacrificing the Sealed Artifact from the pollution of the "Starry Sky," and giving up his own reward...
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt moved.
From Tingen to Backlund, from Low Sequence to High Sequence, Angel had helped him so much, yet he had given so little in return. Even if one included the Fool's contribution, it was still far from enough.
"Fortunately, if my prediction is correct, the Ancient Scholar's promotion ceremony is tailor-made for me. I'll be able to catch up with her soon..."
Pursing his lips, Klein looked at Arianna. She seemed to have already known the outcome of the sacrifice and prayer. Her expression was indifferent and her eyes were calm. After Angel picked up the "Manipulator" feature and cleaned up the altar, he spoke:
"Plan a plan to deal with those two people as soon as possible. If you need my help, you can pray to the goddess or chant my name."
With that, His figure instantly vanished from their sight as if erased by an eraser, and the enormous crimson moon overhead suddenly shrank back to its normal size. Stars dotted the pitch-black night sky, a late summer breeze blew through the streets, and the clamor of the distant voices reached their ears.
The "secret" effect ended and the two returned to the real world.
Ten minutes had passed since Angel pushed Herwin into the mirror world. The carriage Audrey was riding in had long since disappeared. The two of them looked a little out of place on the street. Fortunately, there weren't many pedestrians and carriages in Queens at night, so no one noticed their sudden appearance.
Puff, a stream of flame lit up and then went out, reflecting the unnatural light and shadow dances in the puddles on the side of the road. The street was empty again.
Only the words that seemed to come from far away still echoed:
"Let's talk about that time you were trying to suppress your laughter... Didn't you say you wanted to discuss my 'look'?"
"...What does it look like...Wait, don't you need to inform Audrey about the outcome of this incident?"
"I can ask Mr. Fool for help later..."
"Fool... mmm..."
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"Dear Mr. Fool, good evening, and thank you for allowing us to hold this impromptu meeting."
In the gray mist palace, Angel happily stood up and expressed his gratitude to The Fool at the head of the long bronze table.
The latter didn't seem to care much. He knocked on the table to signal her that she could start, then leaned back in his chair, hiding his figure in the thick gray fog.
Hmm, Mr. Fool doesn't seem well. No, "He" probably just isn't interested in our conversation. After all, it only involves a "spectator" demigod and a secular king trying to break the shackles of the church... Angel muttered to himself, sitting back in the high-backed chair belonging to the "Queen." He looked at Audrey, "Justice," beside him, and Klein, "The World," who looked listless at the other end of the long table.
Apart from the host of the meeting and the real owner of this venue, there were only three of them sitting at the table.
"Miss Queen, your request for an emergency meeting means that tonight's incident has been resolved, right?"
Audrey asked excitedly.
After realizing that the strongest member of the Tarot Club had come into direct conflict with Hvin Rambis, she was able to foresee the outcome of the incident, but she immediately prayed to Mr. Fool, hoping that He would inform Mr. "The World", who was also in Backlund.
Now that "The World" also appeared at the impromptu meeting, the result was self-evident. She even felt a little sympathy for the "manipulator" Hwin who had to face the fate of two demigods at the same time.
That's all. Who made him suddenly break into our carriage and try to hypnotize Miss "Queen"!
Audrey, who had recovered all her memories under the effect of "purification" when she entered the gray fog, thought bitterly.
"Yes, Hvin Rambis is dead, but this matter has been covered up by the power of 'secrecy'. For now, please do not show any abnormality. Just pretend that he is still alive..."
Angel nodded and "flipped" the two of them into the mirror world. He began to recount in detail the process of how the psychic learned that King George III was the real mastermind behind the Great Smog. This was not only to inform "Justice", the participant, but also to tell Klein about his battle with the "Manipulator" and give him a reference.
During the brief battle, she was deeply impressed by the speed with which Hwin invaded the island of consciousness. If she had not mastered mirror magic and created a maze deep in the consciousness, and if the "man in the mirror" had not suffered from the mental plague, the battle would probably not have ended so easily.
The "Strange Mage" lacks the corresponding means. Although his secret puppet has no thoughts, no subconsciousness, and will not be affected by the psychic plague, since the spiritual thread can transmit "petrification", it can naturally also transmit "consciousness". Facing this extraordinary person who can launch attacks regardless of distance and position, Klein's original weakness will be exposed, and his fate will be similar to that of Sophia, the "Strange Mage" of the Fountain of Youth.
But he didn't seem to be listening. Could it be that he was too tired... Looking at the "world" that was also hidden behind the gray fog, Angel snorted lightly and turned his gaze to "Justice" who was listening to her story attentively with shining eyes and nodding from time to time. His expression finally relaxed.
"So, the 'Manipulator' trait already belongs to you? Can I, can I buy it? Or exchange it for something?"
Upon learning the whereabouts of Hvin Rambis's "legacy", Audrey pursed her lips and looked at Angel somewhat embarrassedly.
"It has no other use for the time being. I can sell it to you, but it's best to digest the 'Hypnotist' first and then consider this after you are promoted to 'Dream Walker'. Otherwise, it may affect your mentality."
Angel warned.
"I've already digested the potion... Well, just now, when I caught the contradiction in my thoughts and realized that I was hypnotized by Hwin, that familiar feeling appeared."
So fast? This must be due to the frequent encounters with the demigod Hwin... Angel thought about it and nodded.
"Then at tomorrow's Tarot Meeting, you can start collecting ingredients for the 'Dream Walker' potion... Also, for the next week or so, it's best to pray to Mr. Fool every day and go to church more often to avoid being hypnotized without realizing it. Even though Hvin Rambis is dead, there are still many Demigod Beyonders in his 'Psychic Alchemy Society' who might have noticed his disappearance in advance. Those of us who had contact with him will become prime suspects."
"I understand," Audrey nodded and replied, "Shortly after my father returned home tonight, His Excellency Saint Anthony, the Archbishop of Saint Samuel Church, came to visit and had private conversations with me, my father, and my brother. I suspect he's also trying to prevent this from happening."
It seems that Ms. Arianna went to the church before leaving and arranged all this. Was this an oracle from the goddess, paying attention to key believers, or did she take the initiative to do this...
Angel expressed his gratitude to the goddess and the "Servant of Secrets" for their thoughtful help to the believers. He then discussed with Audrey and Klein about the "Twilight Hermits" and King George III's attempt to start a war. Only then did he end the meeting and return to the real world.
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After the two figures beneath his seat disappeared in the crimson light, Klein the Fool finally breathed a sigh of relief. He could no longer maintain his divine image and slumped down in the high-backed chair.
"I won't dare laugh at her again next time... I won't dare laugh at her to her face..."
He muttered, waved his hand, and summoned a piece of parchment to be spread out in front of him. On it was recorded the recipe for the "Ancient Scholar" potion bestowed by the goddess today.
Two lines of words appeared in the blank space below as his thoughts progressed. These were the promotion ceremony that Angel had learned about.
"Three hundred years out of touch with reality, the 'Guardian of Sefirah Castle', the 'Fool', and this gray fog..."
His puzzled murmurs echoed throughout the palace.
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As September arrived, Backlund, a city of 5 million people, became bustling and busy once again. With the reopening of schools, the factories in the East District, South District, and St. George District completely emerged from the heavy smog at the end of last year and resumed full production capacity. Thick fog once again drifted over the city, blocking out the already scarce sunlight and causing the temperature to continue to drop.
At the Tarot Club four days ago, Angel spent 1,000 pounds to buy a key clue from the "Hermit" Cattleya: the fleet of "Vice Admiral of Disease" Tracy entered the Raging Sea area from the Misty Sea and headed towards the southern continent.
Just before she set off, Elaine and the "Red-haired Girl" set out from Bayam, heading to the same place with a ship full of "scrapped munitions" from the Loen Navy.
The "pain" witch finally couldn't help but take action.
Of course, there was a reason why Angel deliberately spread the information. She contacted Duchess Georgina Augustus and told her that the "Golden Queen" would contact her this Friday night. If the "White Saint" Catalina was still serving the royal family, she would most likely get this news. If she knew, it meant Tracy knew.
Angel also guessed that the "immortal" witch might be taking advantage of the situation and instigating Tracy to find Elaine so that she could completely digest the "pain" potion and prepare for her promotion to demigod.
"No matter what, I won't be a loser..."
Angel muttered, looking at the full-length mirror in front of her that reflected her image. The mirror surface soon began to ripple with light, and the interior gradually showed a scene of trees, grass, and the night sky.
A figure emerged from the darkness. It was Duchess Georgina, wearing a tight-fitting suit that made it easy to move, and perfectly outlined her tall figure.
"Good evening, 'Golden Queen'. I never thought our first meeting would be on the outskirts of Backlund, and in this way..."
Looking at the full-length mirror placed diagonally beside the tree trunk, the breathtakingly beautiful witch with long light golden hair and deep purple eyes in the mirror, and Christine Theresa who seemed a little timid standing beside the mirror, Georgina Augustus chuckled and teased.
"Isn't it because I'm worried that you'll catch me if I enter Backlund?" Angel in the mirror also smiled, which made Georgina stunned for a moment even through the mirror. "Then, why are you, or the royal faction behind you, looking for me?"
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