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Chapter 134: Boy, do you want to become a magical girl?

Chapter 134 Boy, do you want to be a magical girl?

Five "lottery tickets" were torn into pieces at the same time, and a feather pen left lines of writing on Ins Zangwill's clothes.

"Ins Zangwill's luck was particularly good today. All five lottery tickets were successful, and the Rose Bishop, Disaster Priest, Judge, Corrupted Baron, and Biologist were drawn."

While Dunn successfully restrained Megose, the "Distortion" belonging to the "Corrupted Baron" was activated from not far away.

Twisting "trapping Megose" into "isolating the bound inside and outside".

At the same time, an "order" from the "judge" was issued.

[Anyone who maliciously harms women or infants is guilty and should be stopped]

Under the dual effects of "distortion" and "law", and with the blessing of the luck of the "disaster priest".

The moment Klein fired, a demigod-level spiritual creature happened to pass by, happened to be on the trajectory of the bullet, and happened to block and deflect the flame upwards.

Ins Zangwill, who was hiding not far away, raised his sword and chopped off his left hand. The hand fell to the ground and merged into the shadow. It quickly approached half of Megose's body and merged into her lower abdomen.

Under the cover of the thick "darkness" inside the security company, no one noticed.

The feather pen continued to write: "The flesh and blood of a Sequence Five and a Rose Bishop have inspired the divinity of the true Creator's offspring. Under the catalysis of the biologist, the advent of the true Creator's offspring has been greatly accelerated."

Ins Zangwill himself was a Sequence Five "Gatekeeper". Before Megose entered the Blackthorn Security Company, he attached a spirit to her.

Now, the time is just right.

The spirit attached to Megose began to chant, chanting the name of the true Creator.

Under multiple stimulations, the baby in Megose's belly accomplished something that was impossible. He tore open Megose's lower abdomen and completed a pseudo-descent of God as the offspring of the evil god.

Just before the evil god's offspring arrived, a picture suddenly appeared in Klein's mind.

Megose's bulging belly began to wriggle and tear violently, and a bloody head popped out. Captain Dunn Smith lost control on the spot after looking directly at the demigod-level mythical creature.

Without time to think, Klein made a prompt decision.

The "Damage Hand" disappeared from his left hand, and was replaced by a pistol that was exactly the same as the "Heavenly Fire Judgement" in his right hand.

The Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire is actually a pair of guns.

Without the slightest hesitation, Klein acted completely on instinct.

He put his two guns together and raised them high above his head.

Golden liquid metal flowed past, and the double guns turned into a heavy sword.

At the same time, Leonard heard Pales' voice: "Kid, stand back."

Before he could react, a sudden pull pulled him away from where he was.

It is a purple silk thread that appeared out of thin air.

Dunn was also pulled away from the spot along with Leonard.

The two were thrown behind Klein at the same time.

What's going on? Leonard hasn't reacted yet.

The blazing flames began to burn from the heavy sword and erupted.

For a moment, Klein felt like he was holding a sun in his hand, and the intense heat almost made him let go.

So hot!

Although it couldn't be seen from the back, Klein's face was twisted when viewed from the front.

But the next second my hands were no longer hot.

Klein's hands had been carbonized and he had completely lost the feeling in them.

At this moment, Klein made up his mind.

For the people I love, for all those who love me, I will launch an awesome attack.

"Skyfire, unsheath!"

A beggar's version with insufficient energy.

As the offspring of the evil god poked his head out, a huge flame broke through the roof of the Blackthorn Security Company and shot straight into the sky.

Not far away, Padmeow, who was picking up things everywhere, was startled by the noise and his fur stood on end.

What's going on? Boss Kevin is here too?

But why is the movement of this Skyfire so small?

Does the team in Tingen City have such a sealed object? Ins Zangwill, who was hiding, watched this scene from the corner.

It's probably similar to the effect of self-destruction.

The experienced Ins Zangwill immediately made a judgment.

Klein felt the heat from his hands spread throughout his body.

This was indeed the case. The flames spread from his hands and instantly burned throughout his body.

His movements began to become slow because his body, which was gradually carbonizing, could not support him to make big movements.

Chop down like a mountain falling.

A violent explosion ensued.

Descendants of the Evil God: Don't create a new account.

Klein: Kill him as soon as he shows his head.

As if hearing Klein's inner voice, the evil god's offspring silently shrank back.

Klein: I was kidding. It would be gone in seconds even if I didn't show it.

An explosion occurred and half of the building collapsed.

Today is another nuclear peace day.

...

The Blackthorn Security Company had become a ruin, with burn marks and broken objects everywhere. There was no sound at all, just like a grave.

Leonard felt someone shaking him.

He woke up from his fainting in a daze, raised his head, and saw Captain Dunn in front of him.

He seemed to have been knocked unconscious by the explosion just now.

The attack just now was really fierce. Even though he was standing in the opposite direction of the attack, he was still hit against the wall by the explosion and knocked unconscious.

"Captain, where's Klein?" Leonard asked, holding his head and feeling dizzy.

Dunn said nothing and made way.

Leonard walked around Dunn and saw Klein standing there motionless.

Of course, Klein does not have the strong willpower like the superheroes in the movies, who would rather die standing up.

His body was simply completely carbonized, that's all.

Leonard stood up with difficulty, staring blankly at Klein's body. He staggered, half crawling, half walking to Klein's body, wanting to reach out and feel Klein's breath, but was afraid of accidentally knocking his body over.

"Old man..." Leonard unconsciously called out to his grandfather, wanting to see if Klein, who was in this state, could be saved.

It has only been a short while, and perhaps the spirit has not yet entered the spirit world.

"It's hopeless." An old voice sounded beside Leonard's ears.

Leonard took two steps back, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground. Captain Dunn stepped forward in time to hold him up.

His green eyes were filled with pain, and drop after drop of tears flowed across his face, washing away the blood and dust.

His hands were shaking. He could have been stronger...yeah...he could have...

"I can't do anything..." Leonard muttered to himself.

For a moment, he felt that the whole world was dim.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

No, it's not a feeling, the world has indeed become dark.

He looked up blankly, and it was pitch dark around him.

What's going on?

"How do you feel, dear Mr. Protagonist?" A strange voice suddenly came from in front of Leonard.

Leonard looked in the direction of the sound blankly, but he could see nothing but darkness.

Leonard shook his head sadly, his eyes were empty and unfocused. He was no longer in the mood to think about why he was here.

But the voice didn't seem to have any intention of letting him go.

"It seems that you finally understand that you are not the protagonist."

"You are just an ordinary person. You have ideas but you are powerless to do anything."

"You can't change anything. You can't even... keep Klein."

Leonard closed his eyes and continued to shake his head. But he couldn't deny it.

"You're just a loser, a loser from beginning to end."

"No matter how hard you struggle, the result won't change."

The voice suddenly changed the subject and asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Leonard, how many years have you been a Night Watcher?"

"It seems like... five or seven years, I can't remember clearly." Leonard answered subconsciously.

"Oh, it's been so many years." The voice seemed to be sighing, "Then you must have seen a lot of extraordinary events, including loss of control and extraordinary monsters, right?"

"Yeah." Leonard nodded subconsciously.

"Then guess what, was the mastermind behind this incident a natural disaster? Or a man-made disaster?"

"Lanevers..." Leonard said through gritted teeth.

"Not only that." The voice denied Leonard's words, "The mastermind behind this is Ins Zangwill, and Lanevus is just his pawn."

"I'll remember that." Leonard clenched his fists tightly, and flames ignited in his green eyes. He would check whether the news was true or not.

But there is no doubt that he wants revenge.

"Hahaha." The voice mocked without hesitation.

"The Scourge didn't kill you, but you, the human race, did."

"This is the despicable nature of human beings. You are a loser. All human beings are losers."

"This world has never been beautiful."

"It is what it is. It is neither fair nor reasonable."

"It persecutes heroes, breeds evil, spreads ugliness everywhere, and eliminates all beauty."

Leonard couldn't refute: "After saying so much, what do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is, young man, do you desire power?"

"Do you want to sign a contract with me and become a magical girl?"

...

At No. 2 Daffodil Street, Melissa sat on the single sofa, repeatedly studying the three tickets in her hand, studying the words on them, studying the printed date and seat number.

Benson sat beside her, looking at his focused sister with a smile, his body posture very relaxed.

Everything is so beautiful. As long as you know nothing, you won't think about anything.

Suddenly, they heard the doorbell ringing.

Jingle bells, jingle bells.

Melissa glanced at Bella, the maid who was busy in the kitchen. Bella was at home, so the person who rang the doorbell could only be Klein.

She picked up the three tickets, stood up with a slightly puzzled look, and ran quickly to the door.

This shouldn't be the time for Klein to get off work.

But this is not important. What is important is that she can bring the surprise to Klein.

At that time, I thought it was normal...

Her black hair was much more moisturized than before, her face was no longer thin, but had a more beautiful rosy complexion, and her brown eyes were bright and lively.

Turning the handle and opening the door, Melissa was stunned for a moment because she didn't know the visitor.

"I'm your brother's colleague." Leonard introduced himself outside the door. He wore a black suit over his white shirt.

"Hello, where is Klein?" Looking at Leonard's appearance, Melissa's intuition told her that something seemed to be wrong.

She instinctively tiptoed to look behind Leonard, but found nothing.

"I'm sorry…your brother, Klein, died at the hands of a vicious criminal while trying to save some people. He…was a hero, a true hero." Leonard didn't dare to look Melissa in the eye.

Yes, he is a hero, not me, just a loser...

Melissa's eyes widened little by little, her body swayed slightly, and the three tickets in her hand fell weakly to the ground.

They are facing up and have the title of the play, The Return of the Count.

(End of this chapterChapter 135 Amon preaches to fools

Chapter 135 Amon preaches to fools

Backlund.

Xing was walking on the street holding a trash can in one hand and a mobile phone with navigation in the other.

As for why there is a navigation here?

"The evil map continues to serve you. There is a treasure chest 100 meters ahead and turn left." The voice of Serris came from Xing's headphones.

Just like that, Xing turned a corner and walked straight into a stronghold of the Zmanger gang.

By the time Xing left amidst the wailing, the trash can was already filled with all kinds of strange things.

She didn't take the money, money meant nothing to her.

What she needed were some nicer decorations to decorate her precious trash can.

This was the first time she had seen such a cute trash can and she would never let it go.

It's small and cute, just the right size to serve as a bed for Mimi.

In this world, the extraordinary hides in the dark, although there are frequent gas explosions. But in order not to attract attention, Xing still hides Mimi in the trash can.

"Mimi..." Mimi slightly lifted the lid of the trash can, poked half of her head out, and complained weakly in a language that others could not understand.

"What's wrong with this? If I couldn't get in, how could it be your turn?" Xing said nonchalantly.

"Okay, okay, don't be jealous of it. You are all my wings." Xing comforted Mimi.

"Mi Mi..."

Xing suddenly hugged the trash can and started sobbing: "I'm sorry, Mimi, but I don't want to do that. Now I have nothing except lofty morals. But I can't give this thing to you, because it's too heavy and will crush you."

"fan!"

"It's like this," Xing's expression changed in an instant, and he nodded indifferently, "But just because I have money doesn't mean I want to spend it. The inequality is solved in an instant."

Then, Xing changed the subject: "Eh? Mimi, you said I can understand what you say, so am I a... Riddler?

"It turns out that I have unknowingly embarked on the path of [mystery]. I myself did not realize that the mysterious star god is so terrifying." Xing was shocked.

"Mimi..." Mimi hugged her body, feeling cold.

"Ah, we're here." Xing raised her head and looked at the Mercy Church in front of her, "There are so few people here."

There was neither a priest nor a nun in the church, and it looked deserted.

There was only a thin-looking priest leaning against the door frame at the church door.

The priest was wearing a black priest robe and sitting in a reclining chair, flipping through church scriptures. From time to time, he adjusted a pair of light gray-blue, faded monocles on his right eye.

Although the Joyful Church is also recognized by the three major orthodox churches, the name of the church does not sound very serious and no one promotes it, which has resulted in the church not having a single believer so far.

The Mercy Church itself maintained an attitude of "believe it or not, forget it" and did not spend any energy on publicity.

Of course, as a newly emerged church and a brand new belief, some people will not care, while others will take it seriously.

For example, some businessmen and nobles saw some benefits in it.

They invest in the church in the form of donations. This money is nothing to them, but if the church eventually grows and becomes stronger, then as the first group of donors, they will surely receive certain preferential treatment.

Serres: The first lesson of growing up is to forget your roots.

Among these nobles, there was naturally Audrey, who had wanted to donate to Mr. Fool.

After several attempts by the audience, Earl Hall agreed to let his beloved daughter donate to the church.

This was the first time his daughter proposed to invest abroad, which moved Earl Hall deeply.

The little girl finally grew up and learned how to make money.

Moreover, this is a righteous god recognized by the church, so there is no need to worry about your little one being abducted by the yellow-haired evil god.

Earl Hall firmly believed that his daughter was a devout follower of the Goddess of Night.

Outside the Church of Mercy, Audrey saw the holy emblem of the Fool, a strange symbol composed of a pupilless eye symbolizing secrecy and a twisted line symbolizing change. In the middle of the symbol was a goblet.

This is Mr. Fool's holy emblem. Audrey thought, and asked the servant to enter the church and put ten thousand pounds into the donation box.

As an open believer of the Goddess of Night, it was impossible for Audrey to actually enter this church.

Because he didn't know what gesture to use for salute, he could only tap his fingers in front of him to draw a crimson moon.

I hope Mr. Fool won't blame me.

At this moment, she saw a gray-haired girl in strange clothes, holding a trash can in one hand, passing in front of the carriage and heading straight towards the Joyful Church.

Feeling the gaze, the gray-haired girl turned around and looked at Audrey.

Xing looked at Audrey who had opened the curtains in the carriage. Blonde beauty? Isn't this Dior from our JOJO? Remember to indicate the source next time.

"Mimi!" Mimi exclaimed softly.

It's a beautiful girl!

The beautiful girl's radar suddenly reacted. She slightly pushed open the lid of the trash can and peeked in quietly.

I don't know why, but Mimi seems to have an inexplicable passion for beautiful girls. Could it be that people are influenced by bad company? Xing reflected silently.

Could it be that my nightly obsession with the photo of Kafka's mother had affected Mimi's worldview?

That was not right. She was still hoping to introduce Mimi to Pam.

It seems like I should show Mimi a few episodes of Animal World some other day.

Just watch the squirrel fight against the folded-ear rabbit.

Audrey turned her attention to the sneaky Mimi.

"Mystery!" was discovered.

It was intentional actually.

Mimi opened the lid and waved to Audrey.

For some reason, Mimi always had an inexplicable intuition that there was a great terror in this city.

Faintly, she saw a pink pig hovering over Backlund. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed all the beautiful girls together.

So scary!

Mimi had a feeling that if she couldn't win Audrey over in the near future, Audrey would be seduced by someone else.

Beauty is only worthy of the strong, and I, Mimi, must get such a beauty.

Audrey covered her mouth in surprise. This is... an extraordinary creature!

Bang.

The lid of the trash can was closed by Xing.

How dare you! Do you dare to rebel? You can only be my concubine, and you still want to seduce others?

But it doesn't matter, since you like this blonde beauty very much, I will take action.

I see you don't understand me, the Train Lily King, at all. Watch me refine her in an instant.

Let me open up directly into her heart, this is the will to open up.

At some point, Xing had a bouquet of roses in her mouth, and she was half leaning against a carriage painted with the Hall family emblem.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Hey, miss, are you out playing alone?" Xing began to flirt with her.

Audrey vaguely saw a little gray raccoon holding a rose in its mouth and winking at her.

What's going on? Is this a hallucination?

Before Audrey could reply, Anne, the personal maid beside her, spoke up: "Hello, Miss. Please don't let your trash can stick to our carriage. Thank you."

I don't know what means were used, but Annie didn't see Mimi just now.

What! Xing took two steps back in shock and looked at the trash can in his hand in disbelief.

Baby, you are disliked!

Baby, let's go, we don't want to play with that bad woman.

Xing walked towards the Mercy Church holding the trash can angrily, and slammed the lid of the trash can in a daze.

"Mi Mi! Mi Mi! Mi!"

Let me out, I want to pick up girls, it will be too late if I wait a few days!

You still want to pick up girls? I think you deserve a rua.

Entering the church, Xing came to the priest who was reading a book.

"Hello, Father. It was Ceres who asked me to come here and asked me to learn about the beliefs here." Xing showed the priest his chat history.

"Okay." The priest adjusted his monocle.

"Miss, is she interested in listening together?" The priest turned around and asked Audrey in the carriage.

When Audrey heard this, she immediately opened the carriage door, got out, and walked to the priest's side, followed closely by her personal maid, Anne.

"Father, what is your name?" Audrey lifted her skirt slightly, performing the aristocratic skirt-lifting gesture.

"Just call me Father Amon." Amon replied with a smile.

"Now, please allow me to introduce our Lord to you. My Lord has been known by many names, but here, we will only refer to Him as the Lord of Fools."

I know, there are fools, Audrey thought with some pride.

"My Lord is now called the Lord of Fools, in the past, present and future."

It turns out Mr. Fool is so powerful. Audrey was filled with pride.

Trash cans have existed since ancient times. This is Xing's idea.

Then, Amon began to talk about the scriptures he had heard from Serres: "There are six angels standing beside the Lord's seat. The first five are the old, the young, the sick, the disabled, and the pregnant angel."

What? Audrey tilted her head.

The star performing seal applauded: Great, it's the Mutual Aid Association for Vulnerable Groups, we are saved.

"This symbolizes our Lord's kindness to the world and His compassion for the sufferings of the world. He is high above the spiritual world, and His mercy is spread throughout heaven and earth."

We have six angels in the Tarot Club. This is amazing! You know, the Church of the Goddess of Night is only... No, Audrey, you can't keep thinking about it, but no wonder the three major churches allowed Mr. Devil to build a church...

Audrey couldn't hide her surprise.

Xing immediately thought of the Sky Ring Clan and the Wing Makers. They had also called themselves "angels", but one was an angel of harmony and the other was an angel of abundance.

So she had seen dozens of angels on the streets of Pinocchio.

I'm so awesome!

Xing is very proud.

"Among them, the Angel of Sickness is also known as the Angel of Death. He is the angel who loves our Lord the most..."

Is this right? Audrey blinked in confusion, but her good upbringing prevented her from interrupting Amon.

Amon saw Audrey's confusion and patiently explained, "As mentioned before, our Lord exists at all times, and His angels are also present at every stage of His growth."

"And the sick angel was exactly the angel who sheltered the Lord from the wind and rain when He was still a child."

So that's how it is.

"And the last one is the Angel of Time." The smile on Amon's face became even more intense. "He was once a king in ancient times. He eventually converted to my Lord and rang the bell of heaven for my Lord..."

　Roast Chicken: Who should be the next knife?

　　meme: meme...

　　Roast Chicken: That's as you wish.

(End of this chapterChapter 136 New Tarot Club, New Members

Chapter 136 New Tarot Club, New Members

"In addition to the six angels, there are thirteen saints under my Lord. They are called the Thirteen Heroes Who Chase the Fire. Among them, Saint Kong Meng is the saint most favored by my Lord and is always by his side..."

A few minutes later, Amon finished speaking the contents of the holy book.

"That's amazing." Xing clapped his hands enthusiastically.

"That's about the specific situation. I wonder if the two ladies are interested in believing in our Lord of Fools?" Amon smiled and looked at the two ladies in front of him. He ignored the maid Annie.

"Sorry, I'm a believer in the Goddess of Night." Although it seemed like he believed in Mr. Fool right away, his long-standing belief in Night was still difficult to change.

"I'm sorry, I have always been a loyal believer of the Trash Can Cult..." Xing answered without hesitation.

"We don't mind if our followers believe in other religions. Of course, other religions may mind." Amon pinched his eye sockets, "Can you introduce your Trash Can Cult to me? I'm a little interested."

"Of course." Speaking of this, Xing became excited.

"Let me introduce you to our great Tatarov."

Ten minutes later, Audrey left in her own carriage.

His head is full of the great king of garbage.

"Annie, is the trash can really that good?" Audrey asked the maid beside her uncertainly.

"I don't know, miss," Anne replied, equally confused.

...

The sound of the whistle echoed in every corner of the platform. The huge Thomas train, dragging more than twenty carriages, slowly stopped at Backlund's platform.

Klein, wearing a tuxedo, a half-high silk hat, and a cat standing on his shoulder, easily carried the exaggerated suitcase that was not quite proportional to his body size, and stepped steadily onto the ground of Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen.

In the suitcase were all his belongings.

As soon as he arrived in Backlund, he was choked by the thick smog and started coughing.

The smog is so thick that it feels like a Jack the Ripper situation.

Yesterday, Klein, who was resurrected after watching the advertisement, crawled out of the grave like the login interface of the game Plants vs. Zombies.

It was a true resurrection from watching advertisements. He was woken up by the advertisements on his mobile phone.

He was lying in the grave at the time, listening to the sound of "yi dao 999" and the sound of little claws digging the grave.

After opening the coffin, Klein heard Padomeow's happy meow: "Brother Ke, we know you are not dead."

Klein touched Padomeow's head and asked curiously, "Really? How did you know that?"

"We saw it," Padre answered.

This was most likely caused by excessive spirituality, similar to the effect of divination, Klein guessed.

After being resurrected, he always felt that there was something strange about the incident, so he divined the culprit behind the whole thing.

He performed divination and got Ins Zangwill, and instinctively felt that there seemed to be someone behind him.

But since the clues were interrupted, he only knew that it was Ins Zangwill who did these things.

I don't care if there is someone behind you or not, I don't care if you are a pawn or not.

Ins Zangwill, when I find you, I will definitely show you the ultimate humiliation.

Just wait for me to stuff the durian into your swallow.

Klein was quite angry.

I haven't exchanged my gem for money yet!

In order to find an explanation for the small amount of money that flew away, and to take revenge on Ins Zangwill, Klein divined the opportunity for himself to become stronger.

In a dream.

This doesn't mean that he is daydreaming, to be precise, he is simulating the universe.

Of course, this is also very normal. After all, all the external plug-ins he is wearing now are from the simulated universe.

He also divined for ways that might help him get promoted.

In Backlund.

In order to avoid involving his brother and sister in what happened later, Klein didn't plan to go home, but he still secretly went back to take a look.

Just in time for his brother and sister to go to the circus, Klein mixed in with the clowns and performed magic.

Unfortunately, his sister remained expressionless throughout, even when facing him.

It was Klein's great failure.

At that moment, Klein felt that his clown potion was completely digested.

And it seems that it's not just because he fully understands the connotation of the Joker...

Although the result did not seem satisfactory, on the bright side, he completely digested the clown's potion.

It's a mixed feeling.

It seems that he doesn't have to spend half a year's salary to buy Miss Justice a breakfast that she totally despises.

On the train to Backlund, Klein received a text message from Ceres.

Sow Prince: "Are you there?"

Sow Prince: "I know you are not dead."

Prince Pig: "Don't play dead."

Prince Pig: "I dug up your grave, but you weren't there at all. Where were you?"

Want to make a lot of money: "Fuck, what the hell did you do?"

As a former keyboard warrior, Klein's true nature was revealed once he got online.

The whole person has turned into a keyboard warrior and his speaking style is wrong.

Prince Sow: "I lied to you. I just wanted to see if you could be resurrected by watching the commercials."

Prince Pig: "I didn't dig your grave. I just ate all your tributes."

Prince Pig: "I love to tell little lies."

Just like that, Klein came to Backlund, and then took the steam subway and the public horse carriage to find a house for rent.

Although Ceres invited Klein to stay at the World's End Tavern or the Mercy Church, Klein refused.

The pub was a hodgepodge of people and he was afraid of accidents.

As for the church, forget it. He always felt out of place living in a church that worshipped his own faith.

It felt like he would be nailed to the cross in the next second.

"Catholics use the cross as a token of trust. Why do they think Jesus likes the cross?" Klein suddenly had an idea and asked Padmeow on his shoulder.

"Maybe it means that if it doesn't work, I'll hang it back for you?" Padomeow answered uncertainly.

While he was daydreaming, he came to No. 17 Minsk Street and rang the doorbell.

There are two mechanical robins hanging on the doorbell. When you press the doorbell, the two mechanical robins will immediately make bird sounds.

Oh, welcome…spitting up…oh oh oh.

The workmanship is a little rough, but it's still pretty good, Klein commented.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that after leaving the Nighthawks, his craftsmanship had improved a lot, and the paper figures he folded were no longer ugly.

It felt like the curse that I had been carrying for a long time had suddenly disappeared.

Soon, he was welcomed into the house by a maid and rented the house next door at No. 15 from Mrs. Samuel.

As Sherlock Moriarty, a fake identity he had prepared for himself.

Padmeow also got a new name: Peanut.

...

Klein's first morning in Backlund began with a terrible environment and cheap food.

Even Padomeow couldn't stand it anymore and offered to help him get some money back.

Klein declined.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He was busy the entire morning. He first went to the headquarters of the Backlund Post in Cherwood District and subscribed to a month's worth of advertisements at a cost of 30 pounds.

It's expensive, but there's no "Backlund Honest Man Newspaper", so there's nothing I can do.

Klein suddenly had an idea and asked Padu Miao: "Padu, do you still remember the place filled with gray fog?"

Paduo thought for a moment and said, "Remember, it's the place where Brother Ke acted very cool."

"That's right." Because the gray fog had been exposed, and as a comrade who had experienced life and death together, Klein told Padomeow about the situation of the Tarot Club.

After spending a long time together, Klein has come to trust Paddo quite a bit.

"I'm familiar with this!" Padomeow was very happy that he could help Klein. "Isn't it just being a supporting actor? Sister Weiwei often asked me to do this job before."

"Leave it to us." Padomeow patted his chest with his little paws.

"Okay, then you can recite my honorable name first… I don't know if the cat's meow will work." Klein said uncertainly.

"I think I can speak now..." Paduo Miao suddenly opened his mouth and spoke in Chinese by vibrating the air, "After taking that extraordinary characteristic."

"Ah?" Klein was stunned, then said, "Then repeat after me. It doesn't belong to..."

At 2:45 p.m., he returned to his bedroom, locked the door, drew the curtains, and created a spiritual wall with "holy night powder."

Then he walked four steps backwards, came to the top of the gray fog, and pulled Paduo into the gray fog first.

"You need a code name." Mr. Fool, who was high above the gray fog, materialized a deck of tarot cards.

"Yes, great Mr. Fool." Padmeow raised his little paw and saluted.

...

A place forsaken by God.

Derrick was at home, having just returned from playing cards at church.

Cerus brought an alarm clock to Silver City, which saved him from having to worry about time and allowed him to know exactly when to hold weekly meetings.

Now, everyone in town knew that he was attending a magical tarot meeting, so he didn't have to hide anything.

Suddenly, Derrick's eyes blurred and he felt himself surrounded by thick gray fog.

And in the indescribable distance, in the depths of the gray fog, a vague figure sat upright on an ancient high-backed chair, looking down at him.

"Get ready for the party." The Fool's voice echoed in Derrick's ears.

He fell back and lay on the bed.

All ready.

On the ceiling, the light bulb brought by Mr. Devil, which was of unknown principle, was emitting enough light to fill the entire room.

A deep red light emerged from in front of him, covering the light of the bulb.

...

Backlund, Queens.

Audrey returned to her bedroom, claiming she was tired. She suppressed her excitement and did not pace back and forth. She sat quietly on the bed, waiting for Mr. Fool's call.

Although she knew Mr. Fool would not care, she could not wait to tell the rest of the Tarot Club that she had donated 10,000 pounds.

I don't mean to show off, I just want to call on everyone to donate, after all, the Mercy Church is really dilapidated now.

Of course, it would be even better to have a compliment from Mr. Fool.

Soon, the crimson tide arrived as expected.

...

On an ancient sailing ship.

Alger locked the door of the captain's room and sat behind the sextant and navigation notes, constantly writing in Russell's diary.

After receiving praise from the top leaders, he did not linger in the prosperity of Backlund. He took the initiative to leave the metropolis and returned to the sea, carrying a batch of secretly copied Roselle's diaries.

At this moment, he felt the call of The Fool.

He thought of the miserable plight of Qilingos.

Qilingos is still alive, or rather, he cannot die now.

He was also very conscious, but because he was now a tree, he was unable to take any action at all.

Can't hear, can't see.

But although his consciousness is very clear, he is unable to communicate.

Alger shuddered and instinctively lowered his head, allowing the crimson tide to swallow him.

...

The World's End Tavern.

Serris, who was chatting with Amon, suddenly said, "I'm going to Sefirah Castle. Bye."

"Can you introduce me to someone?" Amon adjusted his monocle with a smile.

"Hmm..." Serris actually thought about it carefully.

"It depends on the situation." Serres thought for a moment and said.

Actually, it's not impossible. As long as we exercise some restraint, there shouldn't be any trouble.

And the point is...it's really, really interesting.

Amon, the original body, tried his best to climb up to the Sefirah Castle but failed, but a clone of him climbed up.

(End of this chapter