In the captain's room, Cattleya slowly got up from the floor and walked silently to the full-length mirror next to the bookcase.

The skin on her face in the mirror was fair and smooth, without a single crack visible, her ears were of normal size, with no signs of expanding, and her slightly dark purple eyes were calm, as if nothing had happened.

However, Cattleya's mysterious eyes could see more:

The eyeball-like flesh hidden under the skin that had not yet completely dissolved; the spirit whose pain and madness were rapidly fading away; the countless phantom things that were difficult to describe and roaming around; the sailors who were cleaning the decks across several rooms...

Everything within a few dozen meters appeared in her field of vision without any obstruction but in an extremely chaotic manner.

Since the day she became a Sequence 5 Astrologer, her ability as a "secret peeper" has been greatly enhanced. She can also vaguely see thick curtains like shadows around her. Behind the curtains, it seems that something is watching her and all living beings.

There is no trace of being influenced by Mr. Fool, which in turn explains a lot of problems… His, no, His ability to directly pull my spirit body into that mysterious space is strange, powerful, and secretive, and it is not comparable to that demigod-level scepter… Although He is wearing popular clothes, this does not explain anything. For a being of this level, it is very easy to present different images in the eyes of different people, and His true appearance will probably make everyone who looks at it lose control and die… Cattleya stared at herself in the mirror, silently recalling everything that had just happened.

She inevitably had some guesses about Mr. Fool’s identity, but these were just guesses without any evidence.

"The fact that He is wearing a formal suit doesn't mean He is young. He was born not long ago. Perhaps His essence is ancient, older than the Seven Gods. The knowledge that has been pursued tells me that before the Cataclysm, there were indeed more ancient gods, and He might be one of them." Cattleya muttered to herself silently, turned away from the full-length mirror, walked back to the place where she had been struggling in pain, and picked up the framed glasses that had fallen to the side.

She put her heavy glasses on her nose, covering her deep purple eyes, and everything that was not within her normal vision quickly disappeared from "in front of" her.

Cattleya stood there, pondering once again what impact Mr. Fool and the so-called Tarot Club would have on her.

Unconsciously, a tall figure emerged in her mind, and the words that she could never forget echoed in her ears again:

"Leave, your destiny is not with me."

Is this my fate, Your Majesty? Cattleya closed her eyes.

…………

Above the gray fog, inside the ancient and majestic palace.

Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his fingers, causing all the tarot cards on it to disappear.

He was thinking about what would happen after the "Admiral of the Stars" joined the Tarot Club:

"If there is no other way, I may really have to leave the safe channel and enter the ocean derived from the ruins of the war between gods to look for the mermaid's song. At that time, the Hermit, who is afraid of the Fool and can be controlled by me to a certain extent, is obviously more reliable than collaborators such as Vice Admiral Edwina of the Iceberg. It is safer to borrow her ship... Well, Mr. Hanged Man is an alternative plan.

"'Admiral of the Stars' is a member of the Moss Ascetic Order and possesses a lot of knowledge. This is very helpful to the Tarot Club, but for me, it poses certain risks. The image of Mr. Fool is based on being unfathomable... In the future, I must be more cautious and resolutely not give answers that pretend to know something. When I am not sure, I would rather be ambiguous or even use a charlatan approach. Of course, if I want to completely solve similar problems, I must improve myself as soon as possible and become a High-Sequence Expert as soon as possible. My strength must match my level and my level must match my status.

"With a Sequence 5 leader like him and many powerful people joining him, the overall strength of the Tarot Club is not low.

“After getting the ‘Poseidon Scepter’, I no longer have to worry about such Tarot Club members being too strong and causing problems.

"I hope that one day in the future, the member of the Moss Ascetic Order, 'Admiral of the Stars', can become an important helper in my revenge against the 'Hidden Sage'."

Klein exhaled, and his figure disappeared into the gray fog.

…………

Backlund, at the bottom of Saint Samuel's Church.

A night watchman wearing red gloves entered the temporary office assigned to them with a telegram.

"Captain, something happened in Port Enmat." He said to the "Requiem Master" Sost with a little excitement.

Soest stroked his hair on the right side of his temple and said:

"What's going on?"

"The latest information about the 'Fool', the 'Fool' that Aurora is looking for." The team member holding the telegram handed over the paper in his hand.

His answer immediately attracted the attention of several red-gloved people present, including the black-haired, green-eyed man in the corner, who had his chair lifted up, his feet on the table, his face covered with a top hat, as if he was taking a nap.

Soest took the telegram, glanced at it, and immediately laughed:

“Someone lied that he was his follower and attempted to defraud, but after reciting his honorable name, he was struck to death on the spot by a bolt of lightning.

"There really is a secret existence called 'The Fool'..."

The files related to the two Tarot rituals and "The Fool" have been handed over to Soest's Red Gloves Team, who are responsible for investigating, but there are no clues in this matter, and they don't take it seriously because they have other tasks.

"The Fool has the ability of lightning field?" Leonard Mitchell said as he took off the black hat covering his face.

"Who knows? If he is the incarnation of an old friend, he can do similar things if he prepares the corresponding magical items in advance. This is not without precedent in the past, especially those false gods on the southern continent and the colonial islands. Haha, that liar lied that the 'Fool' was the incarnation of the 'Lord of Storms'. This may be the reason why he was killed by lightning instead of other ways." Sost leisurely tossed the telegram aside.

Leonard took a look, put his feet away, half-turned his body, and laughed softly:

"Don't you want to check it out?"

“How do you find him? You pretend to be an ignorant person and recite his name?” Soest sneered.

This is very likely to catch the tail of the "Fool", but I will basically say goodbye to this world. My "Nightmare" digestion progress is good. I just got another good thing. There are still many sequences waiting for me. How can I bear to sleep? Leonard stroked his drooping hair and said:

"Can we find a few death row inmates to give it a try?"

"But he can also just not respond." Soest shook his head.

"It can be started from the two cases involving Tarot rituals. I feel more and more that this is related to The Fool. First of all, The Fool itself is the main card of Tarot. Secondly, the organization that is looking for or arresting the followers is the Aurora Society. The first case involving Tarot rituals is the Lanevus case. The Aurora Society's attempt to bring down the True Creator was thus destroyed." Leonard pulled his black vest and stood up to speak.

Soest thought about it seriously and said:

"The clues of the other cases just happened to be cut off. We have nothing to do for the time being. You can try to reinvestigate the two Tarot ritual cases."

"Okay." Leonard responded with a smile.

This was exactly the effect he wanted to achieve, to gain freedom of action for a certain period of time by using a case whose results no one cared about whether it was investigated or not.

…………

At 2:50 p.m., Fors returned to his residence shivering from the cold streets.

It wasn't that she wanted to go out in such damp and cold weather, but the food stored at home had been used up, and Xio had gone to Pritz Harbor to capture a fugitive and collect the bounty, so she didn't know when she would be able to return home.

"She always instinctively pursues and captures fugitives, which can be considered a role to some extent..." Fors held the large brown paper bag, habitually took out the key to open the mailbox, and grabbed the letters and bills inside.

After entering the room, putting away the food, and taking off the thick coat that was wrapped tightly around her, Fors began to look through the letters.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up because there was a letter from her teacher Dorian Gray.

After she was promoted to "Master of Magic", she immediately wrote about this matter in a letter and mailed it to Dorian Gray, hoping to get the teacher's congratulations and follow-up guidance. However, several days passed and she still didn't get a reply. She was a little worried and wondered whether she should go to Pritz Harbor to take a look.

Fors quickly opened the envelope and looked through it:

"…I'm sorry for replying just now. I was away from Pritz Harbor for a while for a relative's funeral.

"...I am pleased with your talent. Perhaps the stories hidden in your heart helped you perform better. When you have digested the 'Master of Magic' potion, I will provide you with the Sequence 7 'Astrologer' formula and certain materials, and also give you a gift...

"...The key to the role of 'Master of Magic' is the two words 'performance' and 'fooling'. 'Fooling' can also be replaced by 'deception'. This has been verified by generations of Beyonders... You can refer to the 'swindler' and 'magician' in other ways. The meanings of their names are similar in some aspects..."

Fors breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the wall clock, walked quickly back to the bedroom, and locked the door.

The weekly Tarot Club is coming soon.

Not long after, a deep red light surged out before her eyes like water, drowning everything.

In the ancient and mysterious palace, Fors was about to look at Mr. Fool when he suddenly noticed a figure beside him.

That position had been vacant before!

A new member? A lady? Magician Fors' eyes twitched slightly, and he half turned his body, pretending to be indifferent.

Another new member? A lady at that… Miss Justice was about to stand up to greet Mr. Fool when she suddenly saw a strange figure.

She discovered a problem with some confusion and expectation, that is, the women were on the same side and the men were on the other side.

This should be Mr. Fool's deliberate division. I wonder if there is any symbolic meaning in it... Well, the left side is the lady, the right side is the man, and the one who is neither left nor right is Mr. Fool, the god who cannot be defined by gender. Oh yes, and Mr. World... Haha, is he neither male nor female, or even a human? Audrey, you think too much... Justice stood up and saluted briskly:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"