After a psychiatric treatment, Klein returned to Moretti Manor and met his family.
"Ms. Lucy Brooke?" Klein suddenly saw the lady who would become his sister-in-law next to Benson.
"Klein, you're back?" Melissa happily called Klein and pulled him to the sofa.
"Benson and Lucy are preparing for their wedding and are choosing a suitable time. Do you have any good suggestions?"
Klein looked at Benson in astonishment, and then looked at his future sister-in-law.
Benson's eyes were a little erratic, and his future sister-in-law had a suspicious blush on her face. He reasonably suspected that Benson had made some mistakes that all men would make.
"Of course!" Klein smiled, "Our family finally welcomes a new member!"
"That's right!" Melissa was even more excited than Klein, "We need to choose a suitable time to hold the wedding, prepare dresses for Benson and Lucy, and prepare to invite guests. Oh, by the way, we also need to choose a suitable church to hold the wedding..."
Benson and Lucy looked at each other and were a little amused, "There's no need to be so anxious..."
"No, we should have prepared earlier!" Melissa was full of energy and pulled Klein to discuss it. From the guest list to the wedding church, they all made a list.
Klein looked at the five-page "wedding plan" in his hand, and his mouth twitched slightly.
He looked at Melissa, who was so excited that she couldn't help herself, and the couple whispering, and laughed unconsciously.
At this time, some of Klein's plans were constantly postponed, and nothing was as important as the present.
For the next half month, Klein was busy with this wedding, and he and Melissa arranged the wedding.
Of course, in the past half month, he has also sought out psychologists several times, and his mental state has greatly improved. He has gradually accepted the worm vortex in the body of the star spirit.
And this world and Truman Manor seemed to be waiting for his decision, and they seemed silent and peaceful.
Today is Benson's wedding day. Klein, wearing a tuxedo, stood with Melissa, who was wearing a beige dress, to receive guests who came to witness the ceremony.
After more than ten minutes, festive and cheerful music sounded, gradually becoming sacred.
A lady in a holy wedding dress came in from the door with one hand on her father and the other on her mother, and walked step by step along the aisle to the altar.
Benson, who was wearing a straight dress near the altar, swallowed his saliva vaguely and smiled uncontrollably.
"Really stupid." Klein muttered softly.
"A little bit." Melissa also smiled and nodded.
"But Benson's life event has finally been resolved. It's your turn next." Melissa suddenly glanced at Klein.
"Ah?" Klein's expression almost lost control.
"Under the gaze of the goddess of mercy, I will witness a sacred marriage..."
The pastor's voice suppressed all other voices, and Klein hurriedly looked at the wedding in front of him.
"...I do!" The promises of the two newlyweds echoed in the church, and the hymns of the night sounded at this time, as if sending sincere blessings to the two newlyweds.
Klein suddenly fell silent and looked at everything in front of him quietly.
...
"Good afternoon, Mr. 'Fool'..." Miss Justice's voice was still full of vitality. She seemed to have found a new meaning in life after becoming a dream bishop.
"Good afternoon." The Fool nodded gently and greeted the members of the Tarot Club.
Of course, this greeting really made people's heart beat faster and couldn't help themselves.
Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man, Ms. Hermit and others have already started brainstorming.
However, the Fool did not care about these small details, but looked around and said softly, "The next gathering may need to be postponed. I will notify you of the specific time."
The voice of the Fool called the attention of the Tarot Club members back.
"...I will obey your will." Everyone looked at each other and bowed their heads in response.
"Okay, you can start now." Klein relaxed his body and leaned back in his chair, watching what might be the last Tarot Club.
"..." The Tarot Club members could not get more information from Mr. "The Fool", and could only suppress their doubts and start the main topic of today's Tarot Club.
"I have recently completely mastered the Psychological Alchemy Society of Loen, and I am now a registered Dream Bishop." Audrey shared her life.
This made the others look sideways, these two identities are incredible.
Influenced by Miss "Justice", the others also spoke up and shared some important information about themselves or the world today.
"I have a batch of characteristics here, do you need them?" Mr. "World" once again sold his collection of characteristics, which was warmly welcomed by the Tarot Club members.
The atmosphere on the gray fog became lively, and no one was needed to guide it.
"The Fool" Klein looked at the secret organization he had worked hard to run with satisfaction. Every member got what they wanted, which was good.
"I may have to disappear for a while. If you want to find me, you can write to me." Mr. "World" also said.
Among them, "Star" and "Justice" were a little surprised.
They knew that Klein had been staying in Backlund.
"You..." Leonard "Star" wanted to ask, but stopped.
"Don't worry." Mr. "World" glanced at "Star" and nodded gently.
"There may be some special movements recently, but don't worry, you can pray to the 'Supreme Fantasy'." Mr. "Fool"'s unusually abundant humanity today is the second time to kindly remind.
"Yes!" Some doubts in everyone's hearts are getting heavier. Why is it the "Supreme Fantasy" instead of the "Fool"? !
"Fool" and "World" seem to be hiding something.
And in their understanding, "World" is the "Fool's" favorite.
It's just that they can't know the specific matters, and in the end they can only end this Tarot Club with the voice of the "Fool" announcing that it's over.
"Huh..." Klein couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He felt that he was now saying goodbye to everything that belonged to him, and then facing the final fate.
"There are two more..."
"Dear Mr. Azik, I need to face my fate now, but you don't need to worry about me..."
Klein sent a letter to Mr. Azik.
"And Miss Messenger..." Klein summoned Miss Messenger and handed over the letters that he had prepared long ago for Miss Sharon and Maric.
"No...for...me...?" Miss Messenger's four heads spoke one after another.