Susie was squatting at the door, waiting for Audrey to return.

At this moment, as soon as the big golden retriever saw her approaching, he immediately went to greet her, and with great performance talent, he barked twice and wagged his tail.

She didn't ask on the spot, but accompanied Audrey back to the bedroom before asking with concern:

"Is it over?"

Audrey said "hmm", indicating that there was no problem.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Susie asked.

"Not for now." Audrey shook her head slightly.

Because of Susie's concern, she instinctively recalled her experience just now, but she found that she could no longer remember the image and name of the president of the Psychological Alchemy Society. She even had to concentrate to remember some of the information she had learned from Gehrman Sparrow in the "world".

Frankly speaking, as a "manipulator", she could do similar things in front of extraordinary people below the level of demigods, but it was almost impossible to influence a saint in the spiritual realm without him being able to detect it, unless the other party had been hypnotized, unconscious, or enslaved.

That gentleman might be at a higher level than I expected... Audrey controlled her emotions and calmly made a certain judgment.

She winked at Susie and asked the big golden retriever to guard outside the door, while she sketched out the personality mask representing "arrogance" in her mind.

Just as she was thinking this, she felt a slight ripple in the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness around her.

Audrey thought to herself and stretched out her left hand. She reached forward and took out an extremely cold, illusory gray-white mask.

As long as I think seriously, this "arrogance" mask will come to my side? Or is it already in my subconscious mind and has always been following me? Audrey carefully examined her own island of mind while giving the thought of making the "arrogance" mask disappear.

The cold, illusory gray mask quickly became transparent and melted into the surrounding collective subconscious sea.

Audrey still couldn't figure out where the "arrogant" mask had gone and why it appeared so timely.

This made her even more alert, and she decided to pray to Mr. Fool as soon as she had the chance, and make a wish to seal this personality mask.

Just when she wanted to do a few more experiments to gain more knowledge from the "Arrogance" mask, she saw the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness gently shaking without using the extraordinary ability of "Manipulator".

A tiny glimmer of light "swam" over from afar, getting bigger and bigger, more and more obvious, and finally turned into an illusory letter.

The letter stopped in front of Audrey's mental island, as if looking for a way to complete the "delivery".

Of course, Audrey would not allow external things to enter her consciousness, so she quickly stretched out her left hand and touched the illusory letter.

Seeing that her fingers were about to touch the surface of the letter, Audrey suddenly stopped.

Her experience and intelligence told her at the same time:

Don’t rashly touch anything in the world of mysticism, especially the spiritual realm. Otherwise, it will be easy to be polluted and have mental problems!

Thinking of this, Audrey created a virtual personality to take the lead and put on the long black gauze gloves called "Hands of Fear".

After making the necessary preparations, she reached out and took the illusory letter, watching it peel off in her palm and unfold page by page.

This is all the information related to the psychic dragon in Eastchester County.

Using the ocean of collective subconsciousness to transmit information... The high-level ability of the "audience" channel is truly magical... As a "manipulator", Audrey has been working hard to maintain her original yearning for the world of mysticism, that simple pursuit of "dreams" and "magic".

This is one of her ways to prevent herself from getting lost in the "manipulation" experience and being gradually assimilated by the ocean of collective subconsciousness.

After reading all the information, Audrey let the illusory letter dissolve into the ocean of collective subconsciousness.

She still didn’t rush to pray to Mr. Fool. She went out and took care of other things according to her previous arrangements.

At dusk, before the family dinner began, she found a moment to quickly pray in her bedroom and made a wish.

The next second, Audrey saw the gray-white "arrogance" mask emerge from the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness in front of her. The illusion disappeared bit by bit, and a small amount of metallic luster flashed.

For some reason, this personality mask has a certain sense of substance, somewhere between illusion and reality.

This means that it is physically isolated from Audrey's mental island.

Of course, it also loses the ability to return directly to the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness.

Audrey took the "arrogance" mask and tried to take off the "lie" that turned into an emerald necklace, overlapping the two.

Just as she expected, the half-real and half-illusory mask of "arrogance" was inlaid on the "lie", turning into a pattern that roughly resembled a human face.

From now on, I will carry it with me in this way, and prevent the personality mask from coming into contact with my mind and body until I need to use it... Audrey's thoughts turned, and she sincerely thanked Mr. Fool.

She then went out and headed for the banquet hall at home.

On the way, she met her father, Earl Hall.

"Good news." Earl Hall said with a smile.

Audrey did not hide her surprise:

"Alfred is coming back?"

This is her other brother.

"You actually guessed it?" Earl Hall said in surprise, "In the second half of the year, he will return to Backlund as a general."

In the second half of the year... Susie is already a "Dream Walker"... Audrey thought for a moment and asked again:

"Dad, when are we going back to Eastchester County?"

Since the war had just ended, there were too many things to do in the entire kingdom. The nobles did not return to their respective fiefdoms at the New Year and remained in Backlund. It was already the end of February.

Earl Hall nodded and said:

"About April."

…………

Above the gray fog, inside the ancient palace.

"Mind Mail"... Be careful of the virus, don't click it randomly... Klein sighed and threw the "curtain" representing the extraordinary characteristics of the "Mysterious Attendant" back into the pile of debris, letting it cover all the items there.

He had just fulfilled Miss Justice's wish by using the ability he named "Grafting", connecting the illusory concept of the personality mask with the metallic texture of an ordinary iron mask, and ordered the "Spirit Bugs" who would be guarding the "Source Castle" to replenish their forces on time so that the "Grafting" could be maintained.

"From the description of Mr. Glutton from the Psychological Alchemist, Zaratul seems to have tracked him to the city of Constanton. I must be more careful..." Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his fingers, causing "Spirit Worms" to emerge from his body one after another.

His figure then disappeared into the "Source Castle".

…………

Wintershire, Amanda Mountains, inside the Quiet Church.

Leonard got a document from the Pope.

This would be the first thing he would be responsible for after becoming senior deacon.

Returning to his room, Leonard leisurely leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the desk. Then he opened the documents in his hand and read them one by one:

"Merlin Hermes, a wandering magician who enjoys fulfilling other people's wishes... The city of Constantine that was rebuilt overnight... The 'Fully Automatic Wishing Machine'... The Sequence 4 of the 'Fortune Teller' path is called 'Trickster', Sequence 3 is called 'Ancient Scholar', and Sequence 2 is called 'Miracle Master'..."

Leonard watched and suddenly fell silent.

After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and asked:

"Old man, how many angels of the 'Fortune Teller' path are still active on earth?"

Pales Zoroast let out a "tsk".

"This is acting. There should be only one 'Miracle Master' who needs to act right now.

"You should know who I'm talking about."

Leonard glanced at the information in his hand again and muttered:

"I had a lot of fun..."

He had decided that the main purpose of this mission was to act as a "night watchman", digest the potion in his body, and travel by the way. As for the handling of the incident, the focus was to find a reasonable explanation.

After flipping through the thick materials out of boredom, Leonard retracted his feet and stood up.

He was going to collect the "1" level seal that belonged to him, the senior deacon.

For other saints of the Church of Evernight, this is a rather headache-inducing matter, because the negative effects of the sealed object are not so easy to bear, especially when it needs to be carried for a long time. However, if they choose a holy object that is more suitable for themselves, the problem of duplicate abilities will arise.

Leonard does not need to worry about this problem. As long as the sealed object he likes has the characteristics of being alive, he can ask the old man for help and "parasitize" a "Time Worm" into it, so that the negative effects of the sealed object will be significantly reduced and become as obedient as "Word of the Sea".

Therefore, the key is to select the ability…Leonard whistled and walked out of the room.

…………

Three o'clock on Monday afternoon, in the ancient palace above the gray fog.

Deep red light rose up and solidified into different human figures.

Many times, Sun Derrick did not need to count his heartbeats. He only needed to look at the wall clock and calculate the time in Backlund to know how long it would take for the Tarot Club to hold a gathering. At this moment, he stood up with Miss Justice and bowed to the head of the bronze table along with the other members of the Tarot Club.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

After they sat down and greeted each other, Emlyn the Moon glanced around and said:

"I want to know if the 'cultivator' and 'moon' paths are special compared to other paths?"

After asking the question, he added quite frankly without disguising himself:

"I recently learned that the internal system of the Earth Church is different from the normal one. It is divided into two parts: the God-favored and the God-loved..."

After Emlyn the Moon finished his brief description, Alger the Hanged Man, Cattleya the Hermit, Leonard the Star and the others looked at each other, and none of them could give a reasonable explanation.

Of course, every member present, including "Sun" Derrick, could hear that the internal system of the Church of the Earth was abnormal.

Just then, they heard a soft sigh.

This sigh seemed to come from an age even older than the ancient times, originating from Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the mottled long table.