Chapter 20 Ceremony



Backlund, North District.

Leonard, who had just arranged the tasks for his direct team, saw the endless gray fog and heard Mr. Fool's response.

He took a long breath and said in a low voice:

"It looks like there's nothing wrong."

Since Mr. Fool can give feedback and convene a Tarot gathering like normal, it means that he has won the confrontation with Amon.

This way, Klein should be able to get out of this predicament.

In Leonard's mind, the slightly old voice of Pallez Zoroast said, "Huh":

"Don't be happy so soon. After you enter Sefirah Castle, observe the Fool and see if he has a monocle on his right eye."

"You, you mean, the current 'Fool' might be Amon in disguise?" Leonard's eyelids jumped and he asked quickly.

Pales sighed and said:

"It is possible that Amon could really do such a thing."

"...I'll pay attention." Leonard's relaxed mentality instantly tensed up again.

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Sonia Sea, onboard the Future.

“Mr. Fool actually took so long to respond... Does this mean that the disappearance of Gehrman Sparrow of The World is related to what he was planning? I’m not sure. Maybe the time when Mr. Fool didn’t respond was when he was trying to save Gehrman Sparrow, and now, he succeeded... He didn’t mention this matter directly, so he planned to let The World tell the story himself at the Tarot Club?” After hearing the voice of Mr. Fool, one thought after another flashed through the mind of Admiral of the Stars Cattleya.

With the help of the content of the Queen's letter, she suspected that the fall of George III was inseparable from the intervention of Mr. Fool, and the disappearance of "World" Gehrman Sparrow was also a continuation of this matter.

Cattleya's first reaction was to write a letter to the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette, telling her that Gehrman Sparrow had been found. But after thinking about it, she controlled her temper and prepared to attend the afternoon party, learn the details of what happened, figure out what she could and could not say, and then report back to the queen.

"Anyway, the problem seems to have been resolved." The "Admiral of the Stars" breathed a sigh of relief, sat down by the window with peace of mind, and looked at the blue sky.

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Sonia Island, edge of the primeval forest.

Alger Wilson stood on a thin branch, looking at the port and the blue sky not far away.

There was a strong wind swirling around him, but it did not spread out to affect the trees next to him.

As the illusory gray mist appeared, Alger was delighted at first, but then he became a little terrified:

"Mr. Fool took a while to respond... This shows that his previous state was indeed a bit abnormal.

“But now I have recovered...

"You didn't respond to my request to the Sun to borrow the Darkless Cross. You saw my temptation and discovered my hidden thoughts...

"Don't do this again! Mr. Fool just gave me a simple warning this time, but next time I'll probably punish you directly.

“You shall not put God to the test; you shall not put God to the test.”

As his thoughts raced, Alger lowered his head and spoke devoutly:

“Thank you for your kindness and tolerance.”

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Backlund, in the luxurious villa of Count Hall's family.

“Mr. Fool didn’t convey my question to Mr. World… Is this because the Tarot Club will proceed as normal this afternoon, and there will be time for communication then?” Audrey analyzed some problems from the delay in the feedback. “Normally, Mr. Fool’s replies are very timely. This time it took more than a quarter of an hour… Is he dealing with something else, something very important? Something related to the death of George III?”

Anyway, a quarter-hour delay was not a serious problem. Audrey quickly regained her composure and felt much better.

"We will learn the truth from Mr. World shortly.

"I hope this incident will not have more serious consequences than triggering a full-scale war, and war is currently unavoidable..."

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Backlund, North District, underground of Saint Samuel Church.

“Mr. Fool didn’t say he would help me…” Emlyn White held a glass of red wine and frowned slightly.

He immediately interpreted the symbolic meaning of this response from another perspective:

"Mr. Fool specifically emphasized that the Tarot Club will proceed as usual this afternoon. Is he trying to tell me that the chance to escape from the predicament lies with a certain member? Could it be that Star again?

"Well, anyway, I should be out of here this week."

Because Emlyn was being held under protective custody behind the Chanis Gate of Saint Samuel's Church, no matter what happened outside Backlund, it was unlikely to affect him, and it was impossible for him to suddenly succeed in escaping from prison and go to the place where the Blood Emperor's remains were. Therefore, when Klein hinted at the other members in the middle of last week, he omitted him.

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Silver City, Berg's house.

After hearing Mr. Fool’s response, Derrick jumped up from his bed, his excitement evident on his face.

Mr. Fool did not disappear! Mr. Fool did not abandon the City of Silver like the Creator did!

He paced back and forth for a few steps and was about to rush out of the room, go to the twin towers, and tell the chief the good news.

But more than a year of growth still left a distinct mark on Derrick. He finally calmed down and decided to attend the Tarot party and get the blessing promise before going to look for the Chief.

“Perhaps, the lack of response during this period is a test from Mr. Fool to me, the Chief, and the City of Silver, to see if we will quickly turn to the Fallen Creator…” Derrick’s thought patterns began to take on some of the color of The Hanged Man since some time ago.

Of course, he didn't have any extra thoughts because in his opinion, it was normal for gods to test believers. The creator had left behind many similar legends.

After finishing his thoughts, Derrick still couldn't sit still and continued to pace back and forth in the room.

He looked forward to the Tarot Club in the afternoon more than ever before.

In the City of Silver, in the God-forsaken Land, afternoon was a relatively abstract concept. Without sufficient signs to determine it, they could only barely define day and night by the amount of lightning, and were unable to make further subdivisions.

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Backlund, East District, in a two-bedroom rental house.

“Ha.” After receiving a response from Mr. Fool, Fors couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

As a best-selling novelist, she has a rich imagination. During the time when Mr. Fool did not respond, she had woven one terrifying story after another in her mind:

Mr. Fool paid for George III’s defeat with his own fall;

Mr. Fool's plan was discovered by the gods and he was besieged.

Mr. Fool's old injury relapsed and he fell into a deep sleep again. Gehrman Sparrow, the World, was left alone and being hunted by his enemies...

The development of these stories is different, but the ending is very consistent, that is, Fors herself fell into the "Full Moon Whisper" again, lost control and turned into a monster.

Huh... Fors exhaled and said to Xio with a smile on his face:

"I just realized today that Mr. Fool is the most important man in my heart, uh, that one."

"What's more important is that you become a demigod as soon as possible and completely get rid of the full moon curse." Xio responded seriously.

After joining the Tarot Club, she knew her friend's true situation.

"Yeah!" Fors nodded and said with an unchanged smile, "Anyway, I have to have a drink to celebrate now!"

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Above the gray fog, inside the "Source Castle".

After calming down, Klein used meditation to restore his spiritual state.

"When you first learn to meditate, you need to imagine something that doesn't exist in this world and replace the things in your mind in order to truly enter meditation. At that time, my first reaction was to outline the intercontinental ballistic missiles on the earth, but it didn't work... Haha, I didn't think much about it at the time, but now it seems that this may have explained some problems... It's not that it doesn't exist in this world, it's just that it has been lost in the mist of history..." Klein rubbed his forehead and naturally recalled an event in the past.

He then gathered his spirits and planned to get the formula of the "Miracle Master" potion before the Tarot meeting.

At this time, Amon was patiently guarding the place where he died. He could only stay in the "Source Castle" and had nothing else to do.

After considering the method, Klein reached outside the ancient palace and, with a condescending attitude, took out an item from the historical gap in the gray and white mist.

It was a notebook with a cover made of hard paper dyed completely black.

Antigonus Family Notes!

“As expected… It is not derived from ‘Uniqueness’, but it just has a little bit of the power left by the half ‘Fool’ of the Antigonus family…” Klein sighed and threw the notes on the long bronze table in front of him.

Because the contents of this notebook were likely problematic, he did not intend to decipher the Sequence 2 "Miracle Master" potion formula from it. He only used it as a medium for divination.

Then, Klein materialized a pen and paper and wrote down a divination statement:

"The original owner of this notebook."

After putting away his pen and picking up his paper and notes, Klein leaned back in his chair and repeated in a low voice what he had just written.

After repeating it seven times, he entered a gray dream and saw a mountain reaching into the white clouds. He also saw a towering and dilapidated palace on the top of the mountain, separated from reality by a transparent boundary.

Inside the palace, moss and weeds grew in many places. At the top stood a huge stone chair, its surface inlaid with dull gems and gold. In the center, countless transparent worms huddled together, twisting slowly, growing wantonly, and extending out slippery tentacles covered with patterns.

Unlike before, this time Klein saw the "monster" directly and saw its specific appearance clearly.

Suddenly, the palace above the gray fog began to shake violently, and Klein's figure went straight up and was suspended in mid-air.

The next second, his spirit body collapsed into a series of wriggling "spiritual worms", crawling all over the ground.

The "Source Castle" immediately shook, and everything returned to its original state. Klein's spirit also condensed again.

He sat in the seat of The Fool, rubbed his forehead, smiled bitterly and said:

"He is truly a half-fool with his own uniqueness..."

After he finished talking to himself, Klein briefly recalled, picked up a pen, and wrote down on paper the knowledge he had gained from spying on the mythical creatures:

"Sequence 2: Miracle Master.

"Main materials: the heart of the Dark Wolf (the God of Wishes), or other extraordinary characteristics of a 'miracle worker'.

"Supplementary materials: 300 milliliters of the Dark Wolf's blood, one 'Time Worm', and one 'Star Worm'.

“The Ceremony of Promotion: Bringing a Lost History Back to the Present Age.”

ps: During this period of time, some readers have been sending me private messages, asking me not to care about the comments and to calmly write what I want to write. In fact, I have been very calm and not panicked at all. On the one hand, I am indeed prepared for a big drop in subscriptions, and I want to seriously write this rivalry and revelation scene well. On the other hand, thanks to everyone, you did not forget to subscribe automatically while growing the article, and the subscription not only did not drop, but increased.

Frankly speaking, if I saw this kind of plot myself, I would wait for a while and then read it in one go. Who would have thought that during this period, the subscriptions were mostly maintained at around 53,000, which is a very high level. After summoning Zaratul, it continued to rise. The two chapters about Chernobyl and Xiao Ke's suicide had a 24-hour subscription of over 60,000, which is also a record for the Qidian platform. Well, for me, the most important thing is not the data, but to use it to verify some of my own ideas about creation. At least, my understanding of a certain branch of the plot tension seems to be correct at the moment.


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