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Chapter 96 New Diary

Chapter 96 New Diary

Red light poured out, penetrating the thick gray fog.

The red light in the magnificent ancient bronze palace faded, revealing a man and a woman.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool, Mr. Hanged Man, and Ms. Queen."

Audrey stood up and bowed gracefully while lifting the hem of her skirt.

Alger and Eve followed closely behind and greeted each other.

"I only collected one page of Roselle's diary this time," Audrey recalled the contents of Roselle's diary in her mind, and expressed her thoughts strongly. Dense and strange symbols suddenly appeared on the white paper like mosquitoes. "Mr. Fool."

Klein waved his hand, and Roselle's diary immediately flew into his hand.

"I'm sorry," Alger bowed slightly and said, "I've been at sea and haven't been close to land. I haven't found the New Roselle Diary."

Klein nodded nonchalantly.

As expected, there were fewer entries in Roselle's subsequent diaries.

Seeing that the Fool did not blame him, Alger breathed a sigh of relief. After observing secretly for a while, he found that the Fool did not care much about Russell's diary.

Roselle's diary is of some use to the Fool, but not much, Alger sighed in his heart, and it fits his imagination of a high-level being.

He glanced at Eve secretly, frowned, and then immediately relaxed his brows.

The Queen still did not give Mr. Fool Roselle the diary. Alger supported his chin with both hands, restrained his body movements to prevent Justice from noticing anything unusual, and secretly pondered the reason.

The last time the Queen did not have Roselle's diary, a gleam of light flashed in Alger's eyes, which made him more convinced that the Queen belonged to the Fool's forces.

Klein was unaware of Alger's brainstorming. He pretended to be serious and picked up Russell's diary and began to read.

"On July 9, I suddenly thought of an interesting question. Since the Sequence Path is also known as God's Favor, who did God's Path...blaspheme?"

"Who made the blasphemous slate? Why can it master all the sequence paths? What else is recorded on it? I really want to take a look..."

The blasphemous slate, Klein recalled what Eve and the captain had said. Based on the information he currently knew, he deduced that the one who was "blasphemed" should be a god. After all, the path to god can really lead to the throne of god.

"July 12th. Today I learned a fact..."

"On July 14, I met the mysterious Mr. Zaratul again. He turned out to be the leader of the ancient organization, the Secret Order!"

"Eve is actually the leader of the Rose Society, which is older than the Secret Society. She is worthy of being my golden finger! The leaders of two secret organizations. As expected, I am the protagonist of this era!"

Klein tapped the armrest with his fingers, again and again, in a rhythmic rhythm.

He was not surprised by the news. Although his sister did not explicitly tell him that Zaratul was the leader of the Secret Order, based on the knowledge taught by his sister and the information of the Church of Evernight, Klein had speculated that the Zaratul family had a deep relationship with the Secret Order.

Klein withdrew his thoughts and continued reading the diary.

"After learning that I became a 'universalist', Mr. Zaratul said that I chose a path that was destined to be difficult but relatively safe in the early stages... He told me that his Sequence 9 was a 'fortune teller'."

"Surprisingly, he also told me that Sequence Nine of Eve's Path is 'Assassin'. How cool! It would be great if I could meet Eve before becoming a Beyonder, so that I can become an 'Assassin'."

Well...

I wonder what the Emperor's reaction would be when he found out that the Assassin Sequence 7 was a Witch… Klein thought with some curiosity.

"I was very curious about the relationship between Mr. Zarathu and Eve, but Mr. Zarathu only said, 'My ancestors had a good relationship with Him.'"

"So? So? What's your relationship with Eve? Your ancestor had a good relationship with Eve, how about you?"

"I deliberately mocked him, saying, is it that every 'Fortune Teller' is like this, half-saying and half-hiding, never making things clear? And he is obviously a High-Sequence Expert, so he no longer needs to play the role of 'Fortune Teller'!"

"That Mr. Zarathu... the relic of the Antigonus family."

"Obviously, this can only happen after I become a core member of the Church of the God of Craftsmen..."

"... in low sequence... it may only take a month at the fastest..."

One month...

No wonder my sister was so surprised. The information of Mr. Zaratu needs to be updated. The fastest record now is half a month.

"I continued to ask...smiling without saying anything."

"Fuck the silent smile. When I become a high-sequence expert, I will beat up every 'Fortune Teller' I see!"

Audrey looked at the Fool covered by the gray fog, and thought curiously about what Emperor Roselle had said.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

The Fool's leisurely voice suddenly sounded, and Audrey hurriedly came back to her senses, almost losing her audience state, "It's our honor."

She groaned for a moment, then organized her words and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hanged Man, I haven't found the six crystal feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon, but I've written to my brother and asked him to help find them. Maybe I can give them to you next week."

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

The Hanged Man nodded. He had just been promoted and was not in a hurry to find materials.

Audrey glanced at the party members, pondered for two seconds and said, "I want some clues about the Psychological Alchemy Society."

Although she doesn't want to join the secret organization now, she still needs to contact the members of the Psychological Alchemy Society if she wants to obtain the audience's subsequent formula. After all, good luck can't always be there, and she can't encounter the formula she wants at a party again.

Eve glanced at Alger and confirmed that he had no intention of speaking. She then said, "The Psychological Alchemy Society is looser than other secret organizations. Most of its members are psychologists or psychology enthusiasts. Miss Justice can try to contact these people. Maybe she can find members of the Psychological Alchemy Society."

"Loose?" Audrey blinked and asked curiously, "Why is Psychological Alchemy more loose than other secret organizations?"

Miss Justice looked at the Queen with a sharp gaze, but unfortunately the gray fog blocked her from observing much information. "I will pay for this knowledge."

"I don't know much," Eve groaned, glanced at the Hanged Man opposite her and asked, "Do you need to talk to me in private?"

"No." Audrey followed Eve's gaze to Alger and shook her head.

Eve lay back, half leaning on the backrest, and after two seconds of considering her words, she said, "The Psychological Alchemy Society was originally a seminar for a group of psychology enthusiasts, but they were lucky enough to obtain the 'treasure' left by Hermes, and mastered the audience channels, and then slowly developed into a secret organization. It is a secret organization that has appeared in the past two hundred years."

"Hermes?" Audrey's eyes widened slightly, and she almost couldn't maintain her audience state. "Mr. Hermes is also a Beyonder? A high-sequence 'audience'?"

Alger couldn't help but open his eyes wide and look at the "Queen".

The famous Hermes in history!

"I'm sorry, I don't know," Eve spread her hands, expressing her helplessness, "Maybe this Mr. Hermes is not the Mr. Hermes we know."

Audrey lowered her head in disappointment, puffed her cheeks in frustration, then reacted and immediately restrained her movements. She glanced left and right, and after making sure that no one noticed her movements, she calmly returned to the state of the audience, as if nothing had happened.

"I am very satisfied with this knowledge." Audrey sat upright on the bronze chair, clasped her hands on her legs, and observed Alger carefully for two seconds to confirm that he had no intention of adding anything. She opened her mouth and asked, "What compensation do I need to pay for this knowledge?"

"Agate peacock eggs," Eve adjusted her sitting position, "but the value of that knowledge is not enough to exchange for the agate peacock eggs, so I will pay extra compensation, knowledge or materials. If I can do it, I will try my best to help Miss Justice complete it."

Audrey nodded, wondering what other knowledge she would need. In fact, she wanted to ask a lot, such as knowledge about other secret organizations. But after thinking for two seconds, Audrey decided not to ask and save the reward for later.

"How should I give you the agate peacock egg?" Audrey asked.

"Maybe we can give it a try."

A deep voice came from the head of the long table.

(End of this chapter)Chapter 97 Sacrifice

Chapter 97 Sacrifice

Alger's expression froze, and he subconsciously wanted to look at the Fool, but he suppressed the action and secretly moved his gaze to the "Queen".

Eve noticed the gaze of the Hanged Man, curled her lips slightly, and looked back.

The Hanged Man was stunned for a moment, and silently withdrew his gaze, focusing on the long table in front of him.

Audrey secretly observed everyone's performance and took in all the interactions between the two.

After Mr. Fool proposed the attempt, Mr. The Hanged Man raised his jaw a little and looked secretly at Miss Queen, but there was an unnoticeable pause before looking at Miss Queen.

Hmm... He wanted to observe Mr. Fool, but immediately gave up the idea and turned to observe Miss Queen.

Miss Queen looked at Mr. The Hanged Man. Did she notice that Mr. The Hanged Man was observing her?

So perceptive! I wonder what kind of extraordinary person Miss Queen is.

Audrey observed and analyzed a drama like a rational audience, her emerald eyes fixed on the two of them.

Mr. Hanged Man seemed a little afraid and resisted the Fool's attempt, but Miss Queen was much calmer.

Am I the only one who is looking forward to this... Audrey looked at the two of them and thought silently in her heart.

As one of the earliest members of the party, she knew clearly how magical the attempt mentioned by the Fool was.

"It's just a small attempt," Klein said in a deep voice, his hands crossed and resting on his chin, "I need you to try two rituals, sacrifice and bestowal."

Alger's pupils constricted. He tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, lowered his head and tried not to show any abnormality.

As an official Beyonder, Alger certainly knew something about these rituals. After the Fifth Epoch, orthodox gods rarely responded to similar rituals, so "sacrifice" was often associated with demons and evil gods.

Demons, evil gods...

Alger tried hard to calm his breathing. He felt that he was now at the edge of the abyss, and was getting closer to the center little by little.

At first it was only able to pull people into this mysterious space, then it could respond to prayers, and now it can accept sacrifices.

The Fool's influence on reality is becoming stronger and stronger.

"Ms. Justice can sacrifice the agate peacock egg to me, and I will give it to Miss Queen. This form of transaction is beneficial to both of us."

Audrey covered her mouth in surprise and immediately lost her audience. "It's actually possible!" She exclaimed in her mind in surprise, feeling that this was beyond her imagination.

The girl was stunned for two seconds before she slowly came out of her dumbfounded state and discovered the advantages and the divine nature hidden in the ritual.

"Our Tarot Club is really amazing!" Audrey thought excitedly, "It's completely different from ordinary secret organizations! We exchange materials and supplies in the way of God, the way of God! Praise the Lady... No, that's not right, praise Mr. Fool!"

Alger became more alert. He restrained his body movements and made sure there was nothing unusual before he stood up and asked respectfully, "Dear Mr. Fool, what do we need to do?"

"First, an altar is prepared, and the altar must be inscribed or painted with the symbol."

As soon as Klein finished speaking, a light curtain appeared in front of them. On the light curtain was a mysterious pattern composed of the "eye without pupils" symbolizing secrecy and the "twisted line" symbolizing change. It was the mystical symbol of "The Fool".

Originally, Klein wanted to suggest that the altar could be simpler, but his sister said that this would not be conducive to maintaining the image of the god, so he gave up.

In fact, the act of delivering a package is not very godly in itself, Klein complained in his heart, which god would be a courier for believers? No, they are not my believers.

Hiss… Why does it feel a bit miserable when I think about it this way… Klein threw away the random thoughts in his head and continued to keep a serious face, saying: "If you forget, you can pray to me. Secondly, follow the normal process but there is no need to choose a specific date. Just recite my name."

Thinking of this, Klein's thoughts began to wander again. There were many procedures to please the gods in this step, such as burning herbs and applying holy oils. Could these actions really please the gods?

Miss Justice and Mr. The Hanged Man's prayer rituals also include these steps to please the gods, but I don't feel anything. Hmm... maybe it's because I'm not a real god.

Klein originally wanted to delete these steps, but Eve insisted on keeping them.

Gods must keep a distance from believers so that faith can be spread.

Although The Hanged Man and Justice were not followers of Klein, Eve was certain that they would remain loyal to Klein even if they did not convert.

After all, they are not devout believers, and Klein can not only provide them with emotional value but also provide more practical help.

Klein collected his thoughts and continued, "Recite my name in ancient Hermetic, Giant, or Elven language, and pray along with it: Your faithful servant... the gate."

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

"I have finished reciting this. Combine the spiritual material with the vibration of natural force caused by the spell and wait for my response."

Alger's expression became more and more solemn. He guessed that The Fool might be in trouble and was gradually breaking free from his restraints. One day, he would become a reality.

Maybe He wants to use us to do something...

Alger pondered in his mind, but he couldn't figure out what it was. After all, he clearly had a knowledgeable and powerful subordinate.

Perhaps there is some secret here, The Hanged Man guessed in his heart.

"Sacrifice requires an accurate time." Klein tapped the armrest and asked in a deep voice, "When will Miss Justice make the attempt?"

Although Klein deleted the specific date, the sacrifice still requires an accurate time. This is because the sacrificial channel can only exist for a short period of time, so he must prepare in advance.

"I wonder if real gods are like this," Klein muttered in his mind, "For real gods, is a specific date a requirement or just a decoration?"

Audrey was stunned for a moment, half tilted her head and thought for two seconds, "I need some time to find the agate peacock's egg. After I find it, I will confirm the time of sacrifice with you through prayer. Is that okay?"

Klein nodded.

Audrey immediately jumped up in joy and continued to ask, "Dear Mr. Fool, what is the bestowal ceremony like?"

Klein opened his mouth and continued in a deep voice, "The bestowal ceremony is very similar to the sacrifice ceremony..."

(End of this chapterChapter 98 The Smeared Truth

Chapter 98 The Smeared Truth

Klein repeated the bestowal ceremony in full.

Audrey silently memorized the contents of the ceremony in her mind, and thought to herself with a little excitement, "Praise Mr. Fool!"

Alger looked around and saw that neither Justice nor the Queen had any intention of speaking, so he took the initiative to say, "I heard that there is a 'Listener' of the Aurora Society who is looking for traces of the true Creator, which is the sanctuary they preach."

"The real creator?" Audrey asked with some confusion.

"An ancient being, believed in by many mysterious organizations and secret sects. They know that the Creator has not completely perished, and the True Creator is the remaining core of Him." Alger roughly explained the situation of the True Creator. "Since the Fifth Epoch, the True Creator has appeared in many forms, such as the 'Hanged Giant' and the 'Eyes Behind the Shadow Curtain'."

As he spoke, Alger shifted his gaze to the "Queen", expecting the spokesperson to say something meaningful.

Alger did not want to offend the Fool, and if he had a choice, he would never directly test the Fool.

Eve looked at Alger dimly and added, "During the Solomon Empire, the True Creator was the orthodox god."

Klein didn't expect Eve to directly reveal such a secret history.

He leaned back against the chair, observing the two men's reactions in a leisurely manner, wondering whether he should add fuel to the fire.

He tapped the armrest lightly, recalling Eve's description of the Hanged Man's path, and said with a smile, "I prefer to call Him the Fallen Creator."

Eve nodded and looked at Klein, then retracted her gaze and leaned back.

Alger suddenly felt as if his heart was being tightened, his pupils constricted, and for a moment he even forgot to breathe. A secret sense of excitement and superiority arose spontaneously, making his brain extremely excited.

The secret among gods!

The "Hanged Man"'s Adam's apple rolled, his hands were clenched tightly, veins bulged on the back of his hands, and his eyes revealed fear and excitement.

Audrey covered her mouth tightly. This completely overturned her cognition.

How could an orthodox god turn into an evil god?

This is unbelievable!

"Why?" Audrey's voice was trembling slightly, and she could not keep up with the audience. "Why did the real creator change from a good god to an evil god?"

"Perhaps you will know later."

Eve didn't give a direct answer.

Alger and Audrey's faces froze.

Alger had now come out of that excitement, quickly regained his usual composure, and began to analyze useful information.

The history of the Fourth Epoch is seriously lacking, and most of the information comes from the church's scriptures, but there is no record in the scriptures that the real Creator was a true God in the Fourth Epoch.

Alger glanced at The Fool obscurely. He had never seen any information about The Fool in any document.

The Queen knows a lot about the Quaternary Epoch, which means that The Fool should have been active in the Quaternary Epoch.

Could it be that The Fool is the same existence as the real Creator, an existence erased by the Holy Scripture?

And it was erased more thoroughly, even its existence was erased. Is it because The Fool was sealed? It cannot affect reality, so His existence was directly erased?

If that were the case, then "He" should be an existence that is opposed to the church, Alger thought with some concern.

And the fallen Creator...

Is there really a connection between the real Creator and the Creator?

But in The Book of Storms...

Alger crossed his hands and rested his chin on them, not daring to think any further.

Audrey didn't think too much about it, but she also thought of the possible antagonism between the "Fool" and the church.

Klein sat at the head of the table, taking in the performance of the three people. He tapped the table twice, attracting the attention of all the members.

"I have no conflict of interest with the Seven Gods."

The Fool said in a deep voice.

The surrounding mist gathers around the Fool, completely obscuring His figure, making Him mysterious and impossible to see.

The voice echoed in Alger's mind, making him feel like he was being seen through.

"Mr. Fool, your description is indeed more appropriate. According to our observations, among all the Beyonders who believe in the true Creator, no, the Fallen Creator, the proportion of those who are out of control is much higher than normal, and most of the rest are lunatics."

Alger said with a hint of smile.

This is a danger, but also an opportunity, he judged silently.

This was also mentioned in the Nighthawks' internal documents. He asked his sister at the time, but Eve only vaguely said that it was related to the real creator.

Klein analyzed in his mind, "The matter of the true Creator definitely involves many secrets among the gods."

"This is incredible," Audrey said in surprise. "Ms. Queen, Mr. Hanged Man, can you tell me in detail about the various secret sects and mysterious organizations? It's usually difficult for me to get in touch with them. Um... I will pay you."

Alger turned to look at the Queen, waited for a few seconds, and nodded after confirming that she had no intention of speaking.

"No need to pay, just consider it as the payment for the six crystal feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon."

The Hanged Man cleared his throat twice, glanced at the Queen and said, "I don't know much. If you have any questions, please let Miss Queen know."

Eve curled the corners of her lips and nodded slightly, not caring about his cleverness.

Alger considered his words for two seconds, then said, "Let's start with the Rose Society. It and the Moss Ascetic Society are the earliest secret organizations, but some people believe that the earliest secret organizations were the Church of Evernight, the Church of the God of War, and the Church of Mother Earth."

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

Having said this, Alger looked at the "Queen" calmly. Unfortunately, the "Queen" just propped up her chin with one hand and listened to him quietly. She didn't have any special reaction, nor did she have any intention of adding anything.

Klein was surprised for a moment. Was the Church of Evernight a secret organization?

Audrey puffed up her cheeks and retorted in a muffled voice, "Those people must be members of the Church of Storms, the Church of the Eternal Sun, or the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, right, Miss Queen?"

Eve looked up at Audrey, moved her lips a few times, and said, "Some statements are true, some are false, but the facts are the facts."

Why can't you explain it more clearly... Audrey complained in her heart, lowered her head in frustration, and looked at the table in front of her.

Alger frowned, not understanding what this meant or whether the rumor was true or not.

He sighed in his heart, feeling dissatisfied with the "Queen"'s riddle and secretly hating himself for knowing too little.

The Hanged Man collected his thoughts, adjusted his state, and continued, "The Rose Society has existed since the Fourth Epoch. It originated in the Northern Continent but has a greater influence in the Southern Continent. They established the 'Witch Church' in the Southern Continent and believed in an ancient existence called the 'Chaos Witch', also known as the 'Original Witch'. They once had the right to preach openly in many countries in the Northern Continent, but they suffered a blow after the era of Emperor Roselle and lost the right to preach openly. There are rumors that it was because the Rose Society supported Emperor Roselle in launching a war."

Klein was startled, but then he reacted and used his clown abilities to cover up his gaffe.

The church and the gods are not completely consistent...

I wonder what role my elder sister played at that time... Klein lowered his eyes and thought.

After two seconds, he stopped thinking.

"These are too far away from me," Klein thought silently with his eyes lowered. "No need to think about it."

Eve raised her eyes and looked at Klein, with no joy or sadness in her eyes. Two seconds later, she withdrew her gaze.

I know all this... Audrey thought to herself. After all, this was a belief that was once openly preached in Loen and is now popular in the southern continent. She still knows a little about it... but she has never heard of that rumor.

Alger glanced at the Queen and saw that she still had no intention of speaking, so he continued, "The Sequence Nines controlled by the Rose Society are 'Assassins' and 'Hunters', and most of their members are women."

"It is worth mentioning that there is a secret organization called the Gnosis Society. It is a very secretive organization. I know very little about it. All of its members are women, and the existence they believe in is called the 'Original Witch'."

Audrey looked at the "Hanged Man" with sharp eyes.

"And they hate the Rose Society very much."

Audrey was stunned for a moment. "Why? Don't they believe in the same god?"

Klein couldn't help but prick up his ears. These were things Eve hadn't told him.

"No, to be precise, they think it's not. The Gnosis Society believes that the 'Original Witch' is not the 'Chaos Witch'." Alger shook his head and explained.

How strange... Audrey muttered in her heart.

"The Rose Society's style of doing things is better than many secret organizations. They have never committed blood sacrifices or murders, but they have had many conflicts with the Orthodox Church and other secret organizations."

You're here to seize someone else's territory, how can there not be a conflict... Klein thought silently in his heart.

(End of this chapterChapter 99 Sun

Chapter 99 The Sun

"Why does Gnosis think that the 'Chaos Witch' is not the 'Original Witch'?" Audrey asked curiously while remaining a spectator.

"I don't know, but there are rumors that the Gnosis Society broke away from the Witch Church."

As he spoke, Alger looked at the Queen frequently, but to his disappointment, the Queen seemed not to notice and never spoke.

The "Hanged Man" suppressed his disappointment and continued to explain the knowledge of the secret organization.

Klein maintained the leisurely posture of a Fool and listened attentively.

He already knew a lot of the knowledge that Alger explained, and even knew more, but there were still some things he needed to pay attention to.

For example, there are many differences in the belief of the 'Chaos Witch' between the northern and southern continents. Before Emperor Roselle opened up the route to the southern continent, the belief of the 'Chaos Witch' in the northern continent did not include the existence of the 'Original Witch'.

Because the belief in the 'Chaos Witch' existed in both the North and South continents, many historians and geographers speculated that the North and South continents were connected in the Quaternary Period. At that time, the belief in the 'Chaos Witch' in the North and South continents should have been the same. Differences began to appear after the North and South continents were separated.

Klein suppressed the urge to tap the armrest. He had originally designed this action just to cover up the action of turning on and off his clairvoyance, but he didn't expect that it would become a habit.

Eve rarely talked about her own affairs with him. Klein didn't have the habit of asking questions and never asked proactively, so Klein's understanding of the Rose Society was not as good as that of other secret organizations.

Then there is the Secret Order, who seem to be pursuing something in every action they take.

Klein recalled the cooperation between Zaratul and Roselle in Roselle's diary, as well as the incident with the Antigonus family notes.

Are they after the Antigonus family?

Klein guessed in his mind.

After the three of them talked to each other for a while, Klein dismissed the party.

Above the gray fog, Klein's face was solemn, his eyes focused on Eve.

Eve looked up and smiled back at him.

"you..."

Klein's lips moved a few times, but he didn't say anything.

The gray fog fell into silence.

In silence, Klein held his forehead in distress, but his body accidentally touched a star, and a faint voice appeared in his ears.

"Great God, please look upon this land again."

"Please, save us...save my parents..."

This is a cry for help!

Klein was startled and immediately spread his spiritual power to touch the star.

An illusory image suddenly appeared before his eyes. Indistinctly, he could see a brown-haired boy kneeling on the ground, praying to a crystal ball.

How strange?

The boy's clothing style was something Klein had never seen before. It was neither the current popular style nor the traditional clothing of countries like Loen, Feysac, and Intis. What's more, the boy actually spoke in Giant language.

Klein listened attentively and roughly understood what happened.

He turned to look at Eve, pointed at the stars and said, "Someone is asking for help."

As he spoke, a screen of light appeared in front of Eve, presenting the scene that Klein saw to her.

Eve looked at the light screen in front of her, slowly put away her smile, and nodded slightly to Klein with a serious expression, "Pull him up."

Klein turned his head, and his spirituality spread into the stars, pulling the boy up to the Source Castle.

…

Derrick prayed to the crystal ball over and over again. For the vague hope in his heart, he crossed his arms and knelt in front of the crystal ball.

Just as his heart was sliding towards despair, the crystal ball suddenly burst into a deep red light and engulfed him.

"this..."

When he opened his eyes again, Derrick found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

A magnificent and ancient bronze palace, surrounded by an illusory gray-white mist.

In front of him was an old, mottled bronze table, beside which sat two figures shrouded in thick fog.

A ray of hope ignited in Derrick's heart.

"You, are you… gods?" Derrick asked in confusion and helplessness. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the two figures in front of him.

Do not look directly at God!

"You may call me 'The Fool', and this is 'The Queen'."

There was no denial. It was really a god!

Derrick was so excited that his body trembled slightly. He knelt on the ground, crossed his hands tightly, and prayed, "Great God, please save us. Please look at this land again!"

"I pray that everyone in the City of Silver can escape the curse of fate, and that the sun described in those books will appear in the sky. If, if possible, I also hope that you can save my parents."

"I offer my body, soul, and everything I have to you for your gaze."

Derrick's voice trembled slightly, with obvious fear, but he was unusually firm and had no intention of retreating.

Klein was frightened by Derrick's sudden kneeling. Although kneeling while praying was normal, it still made Klein feel particularly awkward. If it weren't for the Joker's ability, the Fool's status would have been gone.

The Fool secretly took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and began to analyze the information from the boy.

Praying to the gods to watch over this land... What does that mean... The place where he is is not watched by the gods?

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

Hiss... Could this be the legendary God-forsaken place?

A crisp tapping sound echoed in the empty palace.

When Derrick heard the voice, he subconsciously wanted to look up, but just as he raised his head a little, he immediately lowered it again, suppressing his desire to look up.

A soft female voice sounded:

"Why should we help you? Mr. Fool has no interest in the bodies and souls of mortals."

The little flame that had just risen in Derrick's heart was suddenly doused with a basin of water, leaving only a few small sparks.

Eve winked at Klein, and Klein immediately understood what she meant. He said leisurely:

"I can give you a chance."

"I like equal exchange. You can use everything you can get from me and other people who are similar to you to get what you want. Please note that the value must be equal..."

"This can make you stronger. Perhaps one day, you can lead Silver City out of the curse and find the sun on your own."

One is the good cop and the other is the bad cop, this trick always works.

Derrick listened quietly, lowered his head and remained silent. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "I want to save my parents. They are seriously injured. If they can't be cured..."

The boy whimpered and couldn't continue.

"Yes," The Fool said in a deep voice, "I will give you the medicine for treatment."

Derrick felt his mind go blank. He couldn't hear, see, or think. He just kept praying. This state seemed to last for a long time, but it also seemed to last only for a moment. The boy began to think, "Father and mother can survive." This thought dominated his mind.

Klein waited for a while, and only after the boy came to his senses did he begin to talk about the ritual of sacrifice and bestowal.

"What do I need to pay?" Derrick asked with a hint of piety in his tone.

"I love long history, and what I want in exchange is the history of the City of Silver. I have set up a gathering here, and you can join and hand over knowledge at the next gathering, or you can choose to hand over knowledge in the form of prayer when no one is around after you get the medicine."

Derrick didn't hesitate and said immediately, "I'm willing to join."

"Then, draw your code name."

Klein waved his hand, and a deck of tarot cards appeared in front of Derrick.

Twenty-two Major Arcana cards were placed in front of Derrick. The Fool waved his hand, and four cards flew out from the twenty-two cards. They were The Fool, The Queen, The Hanged Man, and Justice.

Derrick took two steps forward and flipped through the tarot cards. The words on the tarot cards had been translated into Giant language by Klein, and Derrick could understand them all.

Without any hesitation, Derrick said firmly: "The sun, I choose the sun."

(End of this chapter)Chapter 100: God-Forsaken Land

Chapter 100: The Land Forsaken by God

"The Sun..."

The Fool chuckles, his tone vague and uncertain, and he is full of the aura of a fortune teller.

"Great God…" Derrick opened his mouth, "I choose to hand over the knowledge after receiving your gift. I will perform the ceremony immediately after I leave."

The Fool nodded. You can call me The Fool.

Derrick was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Yes, Mr. Fool."

Eve glanced at Klein, moved her lips a few times, and began to explain Klein's prayer ritual and the general information of the Tarot Club to Derrick.

After a while, Klein saw that the two had almost finished chatting, so he said, "I'll let you know before the party starts. Find a deserted place within a thousand heartbeats and wait there. I'll pull you in."

Klein guessed that the "Sun" might have come from the God-Forsaken Land. His time should be different from mine, so it would be safer to notify him myself.

"yes."

Klein cut off the connection with Derrick and sent him back.

"Congratulations," Eve leaned back and half leaned on the bronze chair, "You have tricked another member."

Fooling around...

How can you say that the gods are a lie? Even if the gods are fake...

Klein grumbled in his mind and retorted.

He looked at the crimson star in front of him, then looked at Eve below him. Thinking about how Eve behaved in front of Derrick, he half-jokingly said, "Do you think…will he mistakenly think you are my Blessed One?"

After all, in Derrick's eyes, the "Queen" respects "The Fool" very much and can even communicate with "The Fool" alone.

To ordinary people, communicating with gods alone is a privilege that only those who follow them can enjoy.

"Maybe." Eve said indifferently.

"Although they don't dare to ask directly, they will definitely be able to see something after spending more time with you." Klein leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table. "Perhaps in the future they will think that you are my beloved."

"What's the matter? I don't mind." Eve waved her hand and said indifferently, "In the Tarot Club, I positioned myself as a Favored One. Well... But in my positioning, I should be my Favored One."

"I mind it." Klein said immediately, "A fake god brother has a real god sister as his follower. Don't you think this is too much?"

As they were talking, an illusory door slowly formed in front of the two of them.

Klein immediately stood up and took out the potion hidden behind the bronze chair. This was the potion that was delivered to him during the two people's experimental ceremony.

He used his spiritual power to push open the door of sacrifice and sent the potion in.

After doing all this, Klein sat back down.

"Perhaps we can tell them a little about the relationship between The Fool and the Chaos Witch," Eve suggested, "and with a little guidance, they might guess that I was sent into the Tarot Club by the Chaos Witch. If you send another follower into the Tarot Club, then your identity as a follower of the Chaos Witch will be confirmed."

The number of seats in the Tarot Club is fixed. If two "Fool" followers are invited to join the Tarot Club at the same time, it will cause a waste of resources. After all, one follower can represent all the followers to attend the Tarot Club, and even one seat can be used by all followers.

"Followers, how can I have any followers?" Klein complained, "Others may not know, but don't you know?"

"If we reveal our relationship…" Klein rested his chin on his hand and looked at Eve. "What relationship? Brother and sister?"

"Of course, there's nothing to hide about this kind of thing," Eve shrugged. "Even if I don't tell you now, I'll have to tell you later."

"In the future? Are you planning something that I don't know about?" Klein looked at Eve suspiciously, with distrust written all over his face.

"You still don't believe me, sister?" Eve said proudly, "That kind of thing must have happened."

Klein felt ashamed, wondering what that guy was so proud of.

…

Inside the narrow and dim wooden house, dim lights cast a shadow over the simple wooden bed, creating a safe area.

"Father, Mother..."

Derrick stood in front of the bed, tightly holding the potion in his hand, looking down at his parents lying on the bed. The young man stroked the smooth bottle with his hand, hesitated for two seconds, and finally took a deep breath, bent down and fed the potion to his parents.

His heart was beating heavily, over and over again. Derrick couldn't help but hold his breath. He watched his parents nervously.

A groan was heard, and the intense itchiness from the healing wound woke Derrick's parents up suddenly.

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

Lightning flashed, and the pale white light shone into the house before quickly dissipating. The room was dim and bright, and only the candlelight continued to provide light and safety.

"Father, mother!" Tears immediately welled up in his eyes when he saw his parents wake up. Derrick raised his arm and wiped away his tears. His voice trembled slightly as he asked with some expectation, "Father, mother, how are you? Do you feel better?"

The Bergs turned their heads with difficulty and looked at Derrick. Derrick's father moved his lips a few times and said in a weak voice: "The wound is itchy, you..." He glanced at the transparent container in Derrick's hand with his peripheral vision. There were still a few drops of transparent blood-red liquid at the bottom of the bottle.

Derrick noticed his father's gaze, then reacted and subconsciously hid the bottle behind him.

"Uh... this is..."

The boy took out the bottle again with great hesitation, holding the neck of the bottle tightly with both hands, "It's me..."

The boy was not good at lying. He looked at his parents in panic, hesitating for a long time but saying nothing.

Derrick's father stared at his son for a long time. He opened his mouth and said, "Is this the medicine found in the ruins of another city-state?"

"Ah? Yes, yes."

Derrick's mother slowly turned her head and looked toward the rooftop. Tears quietly slid down her eyes and flowed down her cheeks into her hair.

The surrounding ruins had been explored thoroughly long ago, so how could a good medicine be found suddenly? She knew her son, and Derrick must have done something unspeakable, but she couldn't blame Derrick.

"Derrick." The father stretched his hand out from under the quilt with difficulty and raised his hand as if wanting to touch Derrick. Seeing this, the boy immediately bent down. Derrick's father placed his hand on his son's hand and patted it gently twice. His serious injury left him without any strength, so his pats were unusually light but with some force.

"Derrick, never betray the City of Silver."

Derrick looked at his parents woodenly, then slowly bent down and rested his forehead on the back of his father's hand.

"I will never betray the City of Silver."

(End of this chapter)