Chapter 132: The Occasionally Reliable Miss "Fate"
"Wait a minute," Alice couldn't help interrupting Derrick. "They let you go home by yourself?"
Derrick hesitated, then nodded.
Alice sought confirmation again: "After you just experienced such a bizarre and terrifying event, your chief let you go home alone?"
Derrick continued to nod hesitantly.
"Is this some kind of custom in your Silver City?" Alice asked sincerely.
Derrick hesitantly shook his head.
Among those present, only Alger tried to steer the conversation back on track: "What did you do after that?"
The Little Sun, sensing something amiss from Alice's questions, carefully replied:
"I... I was a bit scared, not knowing if Amon would take any further actions. So as soon as I got home, I started praying to Mr. Fool..."
Alice put her hand to her forehead.
Alger's mouth twitched twice.
Fors covered her face with her hands.
Audrey vaguely felt something was off, but couldn't pinpoint what exactly.
As for "The World"... what expression could you expect from "The World"?
"Did you not consider the possibility that your chief might be monitoring you?" Alice asked weakly.
Derrick's eyes widened as he grasped the key issue, and anxiously asked, "Then, what should I do?"
"Persuade your chief to believe in Mr. Fool?" Alice suggested hesitantly.
"..." Derrick fell silent for a moment, then turned his gaze to Alger.
Fors, who had just lowered her hands, covered her face again. Audrey fidgeted a bit before finally maintaining her composure thanks to her noble upbringing.
Alger's mouth twitched again before he pondered and replied:
"In my experience, your chief has certainly assigned someone to monitor you covertly, and you've undoubtedly exposed your special nature!
"Don't doubt this. If even the chief wasn't cautious, your Silver City wouldn't have survived in such a harsh environment until today."
Derrick nodded, accepting this explanation.
Alger continued:
"However, you don't need to worry too much for now. I've thought it through carefully. Even if your Silver City's chief discovers your abnormality, they'll likely only suspect you've been possessed or corrupted by Amon. They won't think of the Tarot Club. You still have time to slowly figure out how to resolve this issue."
"He probably was really possessed by Amon... I was possessed too..." Alice said hesitantly.
Alger turned to look at the monocle on Alice's face and fell into deep thought.
Audrey and Fors' expressions also changed as they suddenly recalled Alice's behavior at the beginning of this Tarot gathering, their hearts racing.
"Why are you all so nervous?" Alice tilted her head and adjusted her monocle, mimicking Amon's gesture.
Alger forcibly suppressed his urge to jump out of his chair and cautiously suggested: "Miss 'Fate', could you consider our psychological endurance when you joke next time?"
"But I really was possessed by Amon," Alice said sincerely. "Where do you think this monocle came from otherwise?"
Alger was at a loss for words.
Derrick carefully interjected:
"I was indeed possessed by Amon at that time... Mr. Fool discovered this through my prayers and then taught me a ritual.
"Through this ritual, Mr. Fool sent His angel to purify Amon's avatar."
Angel?!
This time, Alice appeared even more surprised than the other Tarot Club members, looking at Klein in astonishment.
After all, unlike the others, she knew Klein's background. Where did he get an angel from? He wasn't even doing as well as her - at least she already had two angels wanting to kill her...
After regaining their composure, the others began to ponder a question - why was Miss "Fate" so surprised?
Recalling the details in the "Sun's" words, Alger gradually convinced himself.
Mr. Fool didn't directly summon an angel but first taught the "Sun" a ritual. Through that ritual, He then sent an angel to purify Amon's avatar, taking quite a roundabout approach...
In the past, Alger had speculated that Mr. Fool was in some kind of predicament. Now it seemed that Miss "Fate" might not be aware of the extent to which Mr. Fool had freed himself?
That made sense. If he were Mr. Fool, he wouldn't tell Miss "Fate" such important information either...
Thinking of Miss "Fate's" personality, Alger tensed up and quickly suppressed these disrespectful thoughts, lest he accidentally reveal them in front of Miss "Fate".
Unaware that she had been the subject of such speculation, Alice realized this might be the work of the gray fog space. She lowered her head silently, hoping Alger and the others would smooth over the lie themselves.
Klein also pondered silently in the fog about the possibility of having "The World" step forward with grand statements and then making an example of him.
After all, it seemed that more public displays of divinity were needed to solidify his status as a deity...
The innocent Little Sun looked at everyone's reactions in confusion and continued: "After Amon's avatar was purified, I coughed up a small worm. Do you know what it is?"
With Klein's help, he successfully materialized a semi-transparent small worm with twelve transparent rings.
Audrey and Fors looked over curiously, then shook their heads, indicating they had never seen or heard of anything like it.
Alger quickly had an answer, but before responding, he looked at Alice.
"Why are you looking at me?" Alice asked, puzzled.
"Do you know what this is?" Alger inquired curiously - theoretically, having been possessed by Amon, Alice should have seen such a worm.
"I... should I ask Amon?" Alice suggested hesitantly.
After a moment of silence, Alger explained:
"It should be the carrier Amon uses to create avatars.
"In mythology, there's a worm with a similar appearance, also having twelve transparent rings, called the 'Time Worm'. However, no one has ever actually seen a 'Time Worm'. Many suspect it's actually the name of a Sequence potion."
Alice nodded with an expression of "I've learned something new," leaving Alger momentarily unsure of what to say.
Derrick asked curiously, "What can it be used for? I mean, the dead one."
"I don't know," Alger admitted somewhat shamefully.
At this point, the Fool, seated at the head of the bronze long table, calmly spoke: "It's the main ingredient for certain rituals."
*What a good idea... If you don't know, it just means your mystical knowledge isn't extensive enough!* Alice silently quipped.