Milk cows? In other words, Ma'am, you're Miss Judi's mother? You look very young… Hmm, the age of a High-Sequence Beyonder cannot be judged by their appearance…
I remember that Judi had indirectly revealed that her mother was a demigod of the Spectator pathway…
Therefore, it was impossible for her to be a priest or bishop who was permanently stationed at Enmat Harbor. She had been sent here at the last minute!
Yes, Dunn's problem is the side effects of the mental sutures. And regarding this treatment, Spectator is indeed more suitable… With the help of a Doctor from the Planter pathway, he should be able to resolve Dunn's mental confusion after some treatment.
However, I once "guessed" that Miss Judi's mother was the "Sloth" of the Psychology Alchemists, but she was still sent by Earth Mother to carry out this relatively confidential mission… Then, either my previous "guess" was wrong, or she was very trusted by Earth Mother. Perhaps joining the Psychology Alchemists was tacitly permitted by Earth Mother.
This wasn't strange either. Thinking back to how Miss Justice would so easily become Pride in the future, it wasn't unacceptable that the Psychology Alchemists would have any snitches other than the president.
As his thoughts raced, he replied with a smile, "Thank you for your help, Miss Priest… I'll get someone to bring the cows away as soon as possible."
He didn't know how to address her. With Dunn present, it wasn't convenient for them to interact much… While stumped, he suddenly recalled how Sloth had addressed herself as Miss Sloth in the Psychology Alchemists. He guessed that she might like to address him as "young," so he called her "Miss Priest."
Indeed, the woman with long brown hair revealed a lazy smile when she heard that. The dimples at the corners of her mouth appeared as she nodded. "You're welcome… Heh heh, this lad sure knows how to talk."
Dunn was puzzled when he heard them say something about "milk cows." He thought it was a code or a riddle, but since he was new here, he didn't think too much about it. It was only when he followed the two priests to the dormitory and saw a milk cow in the clearing behind the church…
After handing Dunn over to the white-haired Priest Norris and Miss Judi's mother, he bade them farewell and left.
There was less than an hour until the Tarot Gathering, so he had to make some preparations.
Speaking of which, Priest Noris was a resident of the Rich Church, a Sequence 7 Harvest Priest.
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Backlund, Cherwood Borough, in the gardened villa at 28 Kingst Street.
Xio Derecha had already visited at noon. Her makeup and clothes were all in Ebner's study. Even if she wasn't there, she had no choice but to come.
The Skades were already familiar with Miss Xio, and Detective Bryan had given special instructions before he left. Therefore, they didn't treat her as a guest at all and allowed her to enter Ebner's study.
After spending an hour getting dressed, Xio looked at herself in the full-length mirror, hoping to remember this image.
Perhaps in one or two more times, even if I don't deliberately dress up to deepen my impression, I'll be able to conjure this image in Mr. Fool's kingdom…
Just as she thought of this, she saw the familiar, illusory crimson light surge out like a tidal wave, drowning her.
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In the Forsaken Land of the Gods, in an area outside the City of Silver, in a half-collapsed black-gray tower.
Derrick moved to the edge of the fire, leaned against the broken wall, and faced his companions. He pretended to be asleep, waiting for Mr. Fool to summon him into the gray fog.
Ever since he discovered that the members of the six-member council and Elder Lovia were unable to discover the existence of Mr. Fool, he gradually believed that as long as he didn't carelessly expose any problems, he could secretly attend the Tarot Gathering above the gray fog even under the gaze of others.
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Empress Borough, Earl Hall's mansion.
Audrey sat in her bedroom and let Susie guard the door while she thought with sparkling eyes, Two weeks have passed. Mr. Hanged Man must've prepared the pituitary gland of an adult Rainbow Salamander… I'm about to advance to Sequence 8!
To her, this was more exciting and worth looking forward to than the thirty thousand pound bounty and the large plantation worth at least 8,000 pounds!
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On the ghost ship of the Blue Avenger, Alger, who had taken the initiative to leave the capital, Backlund, and return to the sea, felt the summoning of The Fool. The face of Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilangos suddenly surfaced in his mind—flesh and blood rapidly decaying as pieces of his face peeled off.
Alger lowered his head in awe, allowing the crimson tide to engulf him.
…
And at that moment, Klein, who was sitting in the palace that looked like a giant's residence above the gray fog, was wondering for the last time what kind of tone and posture he should use to prevent The Fool from being suspicious of the loss of the Morning Star of Depravity.
I can think of a few words and tone to respond… Goddess bless me. I hope Mr. Tower will respond according to my script… As Klein secretly prayed, he secretly drew a crimson moon.
At this moment, the five members of the Tarot Club had already appeared on both sides of the ancient table.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool ~"
After Miss Justice greeted The Fool who had led everyone to the seat of honor with a cheerful voice, Klein activated his Spirit Vision and observed Justice, The Hanged Man, The Tower, The Sun, and Judgment to confirm their present state.
The others didn't experience many changes. Only the surface layer of the Astral Projection deep in Mr. Tower's Ether Body changed again. The unified color was much purer. This meant that he had indeed advanced to Sequence 6.
Klein thought for a moment and took the initiative to say with a chuckle, "Congratulations on taking another step forward in the path of being a Beyonder, Mr. Tower."
"I can't do without your help and protection," Ebner replied humbly.
It was also the truth. Without the Tarot Club's logistics platform, it was impossible for him to gather all the materials needed for a Polymath so quickly.
Mr. Tower's Sequence has increased? What Sequence was he? 6 or 5? Hmm… Mr. Fool only said that he "advanced a step" and didn't congratulate him on becoming a demigod… This means that he wasn't originally a Sequence 5…
While Audrey looked at Mr. Tower enviously, she imagined what she would look like after becoming a Mid-Sequence Beyonder.
The Hanged Man also had the same misjudgment as Justice regarding Tower's strength. Therefore, he had determined that he had become a Sequence 5 with powerful combat strength that was comparable to a pirate admiral.
The Sun, on the other hand, had feelings of envy and yearning. He believed that by relying on the Tarot Club, he would one day become a powerhouse like Mr. Tower, the true Sun of the City of Silver.
Miss Judgment Xio wasn't surprised at all. She had already learned of the news during the transfer of information from Ebner's advancement. Therefore, the slightly agitated her had been actively completing the interrogation missions issued by MI9 over the past week. This resulted in the military prison having a terrifying legend of "invisible horror."
At this moment, The Hanged Man snapped back to his senses. He stood up, faced Mr. Fool, and said with abnormal respect,
"Mr. Fool, I received nineteen pages of Roselle's diary this time.
"Here, I have to thank you for sending your Blessed to help me get rid of Qilangos. These diary pages are my reward!"
19 pages? Not bad… Klein didn't talk about the Blessed as he said with a smile,
"This is the principle of equivalent exchange.
As expected of Mr. Fool… A pirate admiral with a mystical item isn't someone "He" takes to heart at all… It seems like there's no need for me to mention the bounty… I wonder how many High-Sequence Blessed Mr. Fool has… Audrey sighed wistfully.
Upon hearing The Fool's reply, Alger said humbly,
"The limit of my current memory is six pages. Please allow me to give them to you a few times."
"No problem." Klein, who was enveloped by the thick gray fog, nodded slightly.
At this moment, Ebner was conjuring the diary pages as he said apologetically, "I also obtained three diary pages this time… Well, I still owe you four pages. I can only wait for the next one… I hope you can forgive me…"
I hope you can understand that I lost your Fallen Morning Star… It's a pity that I can't say it out loud; otherwise, Mr. Fool's "awesomeness" would be completely over.
After lampooning inwardly, Klein wasn't in a hurry to flip through the nine pages of the diary. Instead, he rapped the edge of the long table and looked at Ebner. "There are already preliminary results from the investigation of the Fallen Morning Star… Do you want to share it with them, or do you want to hear it alone?"
Please choose to communicate privately… The more people who know what I'm saying, the easier it is for me to be exposed…
Although he was nervous, Klein still leaned back leisurely after asking the question, as though he didn't care about the answer.
When Ebner heard that, he was taken aback. He looked deeply at The Fool and suddenly had various guesses.
Giving me a choice might seem like a casual question, but it's not in line with Klein's habits… By asking this question, it's as if he wishes for me to choose to communicate privately…
Could it be that the secrets involving the Fallen Morning Star aren't suitable for others to know? That's not right. If that's the case, Mr. Fool would definitely say it out loud…
Or could it be that in this "secret," there's information that can be "sold for money," so Klein plans on hiding it from the others? That's not right. That way, wouldn't I be able to guess the nature of the poor god who lacks money… With Klein's caution, he wouldn't do that.
Hmm… Then, there's another possibility… Did something happen to the Fallen Morning Star itself…? Did he have to come up with some sophistry to fool me?