Mystery: The Returner of the Stars

Chapter 491 The Fool’s Tarot Card
Sure enough, it was Zaratul. It seemed that Hastur's slap was not the wrong person.

Klein's originally a little guilty mood suddenly felt much lighter. If this person was not Zaratul, it would be really bad to slap an old man for no reason.

If it was Zaratul, there would be no problem.

Just think of it as fighting for Emperor Russell, he really wanted to beat Zaratul.

"you know me?"

Zaratul's calm gaze, like a lake that has been silent for countless years, can easily reflect Klein's mental state.

Know that his emotions fluctuate when he hears his name.

"I've heard that last name before."

"In the historical materials of the Fourth Age Empire, it is a very remarkable surname."

Klein tried to keep himself as normal as possible to prevent Zaratul from easily seeing through his thoughts.

"The Fourth Age has passed so far away. Are today's young people also interested in that dusty history?"

"When I was in college, I majored in history, so I was involved in these ancient pasts."

"If you want to ask about the history of the Fourth Age, I may be able to give you some answers, which may subvert your understanding of existing history."

At this moment, Zaratul was like a kind and enthusiastic old teacher, with the light of recalling history in his eyes.

"Of course it's excellent."

Klein himself is indeed interested in the mist-like history. Since Zaratul is determined to pretend to be an enthusiastic old man, he will naturally not miss this good opportunity to ask questions.

He talked from the rise to the fall of the Solomon Empire, and asked some questions about the history of the Third Age.

Zaratul was very patient, and he basically gave answers to these questions.

I don’t know whether it’s out of professional habits or intentional. When answering questions, I always have reservations, just like when I take off my pants, I always only take them off halfway.

Not crisp and refreshing at all.

After chatting for 10 minutes, Klein gained a lot from Zaratul's narration of history, and he confirmed it with the knowledge he had.

"Do you want to leave here?" The image of Chara is a cunning devil who will choose to throw out a tempting bait at the right time when the conversation is harmonious.

"think."

"Then maybe I can help you."

"Why don't you get out of here yourself?"

"Haha, I am already dead. The me standing in front of you is just a historical image intercepted a long time ago."

Zaratul said this very easily, but it gave people a very pretentious feeling, which was more subtle and quiet than Russell's pretentiousness.

"If you have the opportunity to reach the peak of this extraordinary path, you will naturally understand that history is our best friend."

“I wish I could get that far and see it with my own eyes.”

Seeing that Klein seemed to recognize him, Zaratul told him how to leave here.

At the end, He sighed and said: "I just hope that my ashes can be scattered in the Celenzo River near Trier, the capital of Intis. That is my hometown and the place where I was born."

Gee, this acting is so good, I almost believe it.

If Zaratul is really dead, Hastur will never come in specifically to deal with him, and the Secret Order is still active in the mysterious world and has been pursuing the Antigonus family notes.

As for the Zaratul in front of him being a historical image, it is also very doubtful.

Being locked up here by the goddess of the night cannot be a random historical image.

It should be a clone, and a very important clone.

Klein agreed while thinking about the next countermeasures.

"I can also tell you the Magician's potion formula as a reward for asking you to take my ashes back to my hometown."

This reward is really generous... Klein complained, and then accepted the matter with a smile.

The Sequence 4 Conspiracy Mage was originally his target for this adventure to sneak into St. Samuel's Church.

"You have such a high status, if the ashes you left behind were dumped into the Serenzo River, wouldn't it cause mutations in the creatures in the river?"

Zaratul smiled and said: "This is not something to worry about. My ashes have lost their extraordinary properties and will not cause any changes."

"That way I'm relieved."

Klein felt that before he tried to leave, he could squeeze some more useful knowledge from Zaratul.

"What is the origin of this stone statue?"

"He is a descendant of an ancient god." Zaratul chuckled and said, "He also has a brother, who should be familiar to you."

"Antigonus."

Antigonus...the Kingdom of the Night...Hornakis...Fregera...

Klein began to put the fragmented information together and sort out the general story of what happened.

After squeezing out a pile of extraordinary knowledge from Zaratul, Klein briefly left the church and went to search for the obsidian in Zaratul's mouth.

This object is necessary to open the door here, in this foggy town.

After some searching, Klein finally found the piece of obsidian. He returned to the church and faced Zaratul again, finding that he seemed to be very sure that he could retrieve the obsidian he needed.

Can He see my future?
With doubts, Klein handed the obsidian to Zaratul for a look. Zaratul nodded and said, "You are a very lucky person."

"I've always thought so."

"It's good, the lucky ones go further down this path."

"Thank you for your kind words."

After a few words of greeting, Zaratul told Klein the opening symbol and the magician's potion formula, and even said in a joking tone: "You can try to divine whether this potion formula is true."

"I believe in your character." Klein said with a smile.

"Believing too much in one person is not a quality that a qualified Extraordinary should possess."

Yes, so I don’t believe what you say in my heart... The smile on Klein’s face is still there.

This opening symbol taught to him by Zaratul is generally consistent with the complex symbols provided by the Antigonus Family Notes through the Ragdoll of Doom.

However, there are still slight differences in the details between the two. The meniscus pattern and a fold line logo have swapped positions.

As the first owner of the Antigonus Family Notebook, it is absolutely impossible for Zaratul to remember this symbol incorrectly. The reason for the difference must be that Zaratul has some conspiracy.

Fortunately, I knew this complex symbol in the Antigonus family notes in advance, otherwise I would not have been able to clearly see Zarath's calculation in this regard.

"All the conditions have been met, you can open the door to escape."

Having said this, Zaratul looked at Klein again and chuckled: "Young man, don't forget to take my urn."

As the words fell, his entire body disintegrated into countless tiny light spots, spreading around and then blending into the void.Where Zarath was sitting just now, a tin-white jar was left. The pattern on it was very simple, but there was nothing special about it.

Klein controlled his marionette to pick up the urn and gently opened the lid. It was filled with gray-white powder and particles.

It was really ordinary ashes. Who cremated Zarath?Cremate yourself?Then how do you put it into the jar after cremation?
Klein speculated in amusement as he came to the wall behind the stone statue of Mother of Heaven.

There was a depression there that seemed to more or less match the shape of the obsidian.

Klein stared at it for a while, then placed the obsidian into the depression and began to draw the complex symbols that Zaratul taught him just now.

When he came to the place where the difference appeared at the end, when he was thinking about whether to believe Zaratul or the Antigonus Family Notes, the time charm in the palm of his right hand began to heat up again.

The twisted symbols above were glowing, then floating at the height of a finger, and began to reorganize into a new complex symbol.

New complex symbols are imprinted into the spell, and the entire time spell is in a semi-activated state, and can be fully activated with just a light touch.

Now, the third choice is now in front of Klein, and it depends on how he chooses.

"Maybe I didn't have a choice in the beginning."

Klein murmured, feeling that such an idea was too negative.

In the end, he chose to believe Hastur.

Not a crescent moon symbol, not a twisted line, but three stars.

When the complete symbol was completed, the time spell attached to Klein's palm was completely activated, forming a bright starry sky that enveloped everything around it, illuminating the entire dark church.

A portal with flashing light also opened at this time, but it was blocked by the starry sky that lit up first.

As the light in the starry sky gradually grew stronger, an illusory figure appeared from behind Klein.

Klein felt a bit creepy. He immediately changed positions with his puppet, stepped back a certain distance, and entered the light emanating from the starry sky. Then he looked back at where he was standing just now.

Zaratul, who claimed to be dead, appeared in front of him like this.

"Dear Mr. Zaratul, aren't you already dead? You even put your ashes into the jar yourself. Why do you appear in front of me now?"

"Are you worried that I won't take away your urn as promised, so you followed me silently like that?"

"Or maybe you had bad intentions from the beginning?"

Klein mocked mercilessly. If this starry sky hadn't forced Zaratul's figure out of nothingness, God knows how he planned to deal with him later.

"Young man, didn't you believe me from the beginning?"

Zaratul's face did not show the embarrassment of having his true identity revealed, and remained calm. However, his gaze towards the starry sky seemed a little uncertain.

He seemed to be suspicious of something, cautious, but afraid to confirm directly.

"I think I should leave. As for your ashes, since you are still alive, it is more meaningful for you to take it back to your hometown and scatter your ashes with your own hands, isn't it?"

Klein realized that the starry sky could not last for long, and he did not dare to delay any longer. While it could still block Zaratul, he hurriedly left through the portal.

"leave?"

Zaratul's eyes flashed, and the shadows of history around him turned into torrents, distorting the surrounding time and space, and began to wash away the starry sky in front of him.

Klein didn't hesitate any longer, blended into the starry sky, went to open the door of light, and escaped from here.

His departure also took away this bright starry sky, and in the end, only a piece of talisman paper that had lost all its extraordinary power was left, burning in front of Zaratul.

The not-so-bright firelight reflected on Zaratul's face, seeming to mock him for having made many calculations in vain.

Zaratul didn't feel angry because of this, but stared deeply at the place where the starry sky disappeared.

"Amon, do you really have such ability?"

"The starry sky has different authority from the goddess of the night. Which existence will this be?"

"Could it be an old friend I know?"

After muttering a few words, Zaratul reached out and pulled into the void, and a portal emitting light reappeared in front of him.

Although this portal pulled from past history can only exist for a short time, it is enough for Him to pass through.

……

Countless transparent maggots huddled together and sat on the huge chair, slowly squirming and growing wantonly, spreading out almost invisible tentacles.

At the bottom of the ancient chair, there is a tarot card lying quietly.

It also showed Russell on the surface. The emperor wore a gorgeous headdress, colorful clothes, and was carrying a cane with luggage. He seemed to be about to travel a long distance.

His expression is full of longing for poetry and the distance, and there is a puppy beside him. In the top corner are words outlined by bright stars: "Sequence 0: The Fool!"

This is sequence 0 of the fortune teller path, Fool!
Klein was shocked. He now calls himself the Fool and happens to be on the path of a diviner. Is this really just a coincidence?
A sense of fate came to his mind, and he felt that everything was arranged from the beginning, just like 008 did.

During Klein's silence, the stars shone brilliantly, seemingly connecting to the starlight on the Fool card under the ancient chair in the distance.

Wait a minute, what does Mr. Hastur want to do?
Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to take away the Fool's Card?
Although this is a bit ridiculous, Klein feels that this is something that Mr. Hastur would do.

Thinking of this, his heart began to beat fiercely, if, if, it could really succeed.

Then I don't need to search hard for the next Sequence 3, Sequence 2, Sequence 1 or even Sequence 0 potion formulas and promotion rituals.

All he needs to do is make a deal with Mr. Hastur and use the appropriate chips in exchange.

Hope it works.

Klein was looking forward to this in his heart, and the hazy starlight did not disappoint him. The Fool's Tarot card under the ancient chair began to tremble slightly, as if it was trying to break free from some kind of restraint, and moved in his direction. Come flying.

At this time, the group of transparent maggots entrenched on the ancient chair seemed to be disturbed. Each maggot formed a vertical eye and looked in this direction.

It did not stop the movement of the Fool's Tarot Card, it just looked in that direction.

It was thinking, and its confused and confused mind began to have the concept of clarity.

But just when the Fool's Tarot Card was about to fly over wrapped in that starlight, darkness descended from the sky, covering up the starlight and everything in front of it.

A ball of squirming transparent maggots, the ancient chair, and the Fool's Tarot cards were just hidden in front of them, disappearing, never to be seen again.

Failed, Mr. Hastur's plan to steal the Fool's Tarot failed.

Klein felt sorry for this from the bottom of his heart. It would be great if Mr. Hastur could succeed. Then his future would be much more convenient.

That dark night that suddenly fell... was it the goddess of the night who stopped Mr. Hastur's plan?

The last piece of darkness came so timely and accurately, as if it had been waiting here for a long time.

It seems that his actions are under the watchful eye of the goddess of the night from beginning to end.

Klein sighed and didn't dwell on the matter anymore.

In a world where darkness spreads, the starry sky is still brilliant, in the study room of a luxurious villa in Queens District.

008 began to write on the blank paper, from Sequence 9 Seer to Sequence 0 Fool.

(End of this chapter)