Chapter 131: How to Escape from Amon
After confirming that Miss "Fate's" emotions hadn't changed significantly, Alger frowned slightly and asked with confusion, "Lost control?"
The Little Sun nodded and said:
"Yes, I don't know why he suddenly appeared in my room, but he had completely lost control. His head was split open in the middle, constantly dripping liquid. Many cracks appeared on his body, with each crack forming a mouth..."
"Ugh," Alice drew in a sharp breath, "That's disgusting."
Audrey nodded in strong agreement.
Alger tried hard not to let his expression change too much as he continued asking, "He hadn't lost control for decades, but suddenly lost it after your return?"
Derrick nodded seriously and said:
"I've speculated two reasons.
"One is that because I chose the 'Sun' pathway, Amon may have a special sensitivity to this pathway.
"The other is that He sensed Mr. Fool was inviting me to join the gathering, which caused some kind of change. It was ultimately confirmed to be the latter."
Amon could sense Mr. Fool inviting people to join the gathering!
Upon hearing this news, the Tarot Club members instantly gained a deeper understanding of the so-called "Number One Below True Gods".
Despite the previous incident involving Amon and Klein's drawing, Alice actually strongly doubted the truthfulness of this statement.
Alice gently tapped the table twice, drawing everyone's attention before saying:
"That's not all.
"Amon should also be able to sense Mr. Fool's gaze."
After scanning the expressions of the others, Alice pondered for a moment before looking towards Klein in the gray fog: "Mr. Fool, could you help me with something?"
Klein nodded slightly, so Alice materialized Amon's image.
A black classic long robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, a monocle made of crystal, a wide forehead, thin face, black eyes, black curly hair...
"This is Amon," Alice introduced. "If you happen to encounter Him, I have two suggestions for you."
Alice leaned back in her chair and, recalling Sung Shu's words and combining them with her own impression of Amon, said:
"If He doesn't have an absolute reason to kill you, try everything to pique His interest—this doesn't guarantee your survival, but you might have a chance to die a bit more happily.
"If He has an absolute reason to kill you...
"You'd better commit suicide right now."
"Huh?" Fors opened her eyes wide in confusion. "What kind of suggestion is that?"
This was also the question of the rest of the Tarot Club. Alger frowned and asked reluctantly, "Is there really no way to escape?"
Alice propped her chin up as she looked at Alger. He usually appeared wearing the robe of a Storm Bishop, no longer needing to hide his relationship with the Church of the Storm. Storm...
Sung Shu's smiling face appeared before her. She saw Sung Shu's lips move, uttering extremely irresponsible words:
"Perhaps you could try rushing up to hug Amon and shout 'Leodero' in Giant language, Ancient Hermit language, or something similar?
"If you're lucky, you might be able to perish together with Him...
"After all, the Lord of Storms isn't a deity with a good temper. If anyone dares to call out His name directly, they'll definitely be struck by lightning.
"Goddesses are much better, at most you just won't be able to say their names out loud..."
Coming back to her senses, Alice looked at Alger in front of her and hesitantly said, "You might not like this method..."
"What method is it?" Audrey asked curiously.
Alice looked at Alger with hesitation, and Alger said in a deep voice, "It's alright, please go ahead."
He was also very curious about what this method he might not like could be.
Alice looked at Alger with pity and explained to Audrey:
"The true names of gods contain power.
"For example, if you shout 'Leodero' in Giant language, Ancient Hermit language, or other languages that can invoke natural forces, you'll be struck by lightning.
"Um... maybe you could be struck dead along with Amon?"
Recalling Alice's expression when looking at Alger earlier, they suddenly realized—Leodero was the true name of the Lord of Storms.
This was... blasphemy!
Alger was shocked to his core. Even though he was no longer the devout believer he was a few months ago, this still had a huge impact on him, whose faith had already been shaken. He nearly fell off his chair.
"I told you earlier that you wouldn't like it..." Alice muttered softly.
This sentence reached Alger's ears, but he didn't know what to say—should he comment on Miss "Fate's" rare display of understanding?
In fact, it wasn't just Alger who was shocked by this; it's just that as a believer of the Lord of Storms, Alger was particularly affected.
Whether it was Audrey, Fors, or Klein hiding in the gray fog, they all fell into deep thought at this moment.
However, compared to the others, Klein was more concerned about another issue. He manipulated "The World" to ask, "Are there... true names of deities with milder authorities?"
"The World's" picky behavior once again shocked the members of the Tarot Club, while Alice blurted out, "Of course there are, comparatively..."
Alice's voice suddenly stopped. She had wanted to say that the true names of goddesses were much milder, but she suddenly realized that Sung Shu hadn't revealed the true names of any goddesses to her.
After a brief consideration, she turned to Mr. Fool sitting at the head of the table and asked curiously, "If I were to say Mr. Fool's true name, would I become an idiot?"
For a moment, Klein really wanted to kick Alice off the gray fog directly.
He suppressed this desire and manipulated "The World" to turn stiffly towards the head of the table like everyone else, before calmly saying:
"Haven't you tried it before?"
"But that wasn't..." Alice wanted to argue a few more points, but Mr. Fool gently tapped the bronze long table twice, silencing her.
Although the gray fog blocked Klein's gaze, Alice realized that if she continued to make a fuss, Klein would probably get truly angry.
—Mainly because he couldn't smooth over this situation; neither of them knew what authority the Fool should have.
"I'm sorry," she apologized straightforwardly, though her tone didn't sound particularly apologetic. Nevertheless, Mr. Fool leaned back in his chair, seemingly deciding not to pursue the matter further.
Alice blinked twice before asking the Little Sun, "So what happened next? After your chairman rescued you?"
In the quiet Tarot Club, the Little Sun's voice sounded again:
"The chairman told me that it was just one of Amon's avatars.
"He explained again why he had been guarding me and having me stay next door, and after confirming I was fine, he let me go home on my own..."