Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 336: Mr. Luo's money is returned, and the poor man's money is divided into :

"Then how did you know that!?"

Nonsense...of course I did it myself!

Seeing that the great detective didn't seem very smart, Ron suspected that it was because he had been exposed to the uniqueness of "The Fool" for too long and there were negative effects left on him, which led to this guy's behavior.

Shouldn't a normal person immediately kneel down and sing praises to her as the great, supreme, and loving "Ruler of Time and Space"?

"I saw it with my own eyes..."

In desperation, the silver-haired lady chose to leave after her work was done, hiding her achievements and fame.

I saw it with my own eyes... Why did that petty person attack Zaratul!? Could it be because He has always been thinking about that so-called Sefirah Castle!?
And what the hell is Supernova? The style of painting is incompatible with this era!
Klein was both surprised and not surprised by this answer.

Because his first reaction just now, apart from reporting to Ron, was to go to the "Glorious Church" for help.

Since the petty person who gave him power last time had made it so clear, Klein didn't mind trusting him a little more.

But unexpectedly, the "Ruler of Time and Space" would take the initiative to attack for him, which was really touching.

Frankly speaking, there was nothing wrong with Klein's guess. It was just that his reasoning was wrong, but the result was correct. For example, someone was not doing this for him.

Self-attack is the most deadly.

I can only say that Mr. Fool is worthy of being Mr. Fool!
We are not fellow villagers, but we look like them. It’s really strange... We can’t be foreign friends... Then we can win their trust by speaking a foreign language. Why pretend to speak Chinese?

"Ron, is there really only a little bit of ash left of Zaratul? You didn't encounter any danger, did you?"

Out of caution, Klein asked the witnesses at the time in a relaxed manner, as if chatting with friends.

He used his clown abilities to control his facial expressions, appearing to be curious and gossipy.

For a Beyonder with a bit of faith, it is quite reasonable to inquire about this kind of secret knowledge.

Well. If Zaratul is really dead, then everything makes sense. He missed Sefirah Castle and somehow connected his honorable name to Sefirah Castle. After his death, the prayers related to his honorable name were transferred back to Sefirah Castle and thus received by The Fool.
Wait, does this mean I can impersonate Him and become the new boss of the Secret Order! ?
This thought flashed through his mind, and Klein could no longer suppress it.

Because this represents quite important resources, including various extraordinary materials, potion formulas, secret knowledge, and a large amount of gold pounds, no, it should be shiny Fel Gold!
If he succeeds, Mr. Fool will have his own foundation and won't have to worry about being exposed by the Tarot Club members or being seen through by Ron.

Most importantly, there's Russell's diary, which could be a big help back home!

Maybe I can make a special trip to Intis in the future?

When he thought of this, Klein Moretti smiled like the silly son of a landlord.

Really, Zaratul, if you are dead, then why would you send me a gift?
How embarrassing!
"Klein, are you questioning my eyes? If I say turn into ashes, then turn into ashes."

"Besides, why do you have that expression?"

At this moment, the tall lady nudged the detective's arm with a complicated look on her face, as if she was looking at a mentally retarded person.

Ron did not spy on Mr. Fool's thoughts and excitement, so from her perspective, the poor guy suddenly laughed out loud.

I really don't understand him...

The silver-haired lady curled her lips, not knowing what to be excited about.

Looking at Klein's foolish look, Ron suddenly showed a sad expression on his face.

"Alas, Klein, you didn't know how dangerous it was. I almost couldn't see you..." Yes, if I was just a little slower, I really wouldn't be able to see you...

The silver-haired lady complained in her heart, and then continued to deceive with an admiring tone:

"Thanks to the Ruler of Time and Space, He is so great, so reliable, and so beautiful..."

"He is like a bright star in the night sky, and like the glorious sun at noon, He saved my life just like that..."

Mr. Fool felt increasingly uncomfortable listening to Ron's endless praise and eulogy.

You have never praised me like this before... Are you going to betray Mr. Fool! ?
At this moment, the four servants finally felt the frustration and discomfort of being controlled by NTR.

"Hey, Ron, don't you believe in Mr. Fool?"

Suddenly, Klein dug his toes into the ground, licked his cheeks, and whispered a reprimand.

"Klein, you're weird. Don't you believe in the Goddess of Night, the God of Steam and Machinery, and Mr. Fool?"

With just one sentence, Klein Moretti completely shut his mouth and sat on the sofa in silence as if he had eaten a fly.

Seeing that the effect of the first stage had been achieved, the silver-haired lady smoothed her hair, her blood-red eyes as lively as a deer in the forest.

“In fact, I still trust Mr. Fool more, but the Ruler of Time and Space saved my life after all, so I have to thank Him out of both emotion and reason.”

"Although this is only indirect and He doesn't care, we must be grateful to the gods no matter what."

"If He had a church, I would definitely donate 50,000 pounds to express my gratitude!"

fifty thousand! ! !

Klein wanted to vomit blood after hearing these inhumane words, but Ron's words about trusting Mr. Fool made him even more excited.

It seems that compared with this trust, fifty thousand pounds is not worth mentioning in the eyes of this poor guy.

It's a pity that I can't help you now, but since you trust me so much, I won't let you down...

Klein Moretti was deeply moved at this moment, his heart filled with the joy of regaining what he had lost. Even if it was a fake god, he did not want his followers to turn to others because of his own incompetence.

Poor Klein forgot the nature of Green Tea Ron and was completely played into his hands.

"Oh my~ Klein, do you know that there is a church in Backlund?"

"Although He didn't mention any reward to me, He helped me unintentionally after all. I think I should still express my gratitude. What do you think?"

"If that's the case, will Mr. Fool be angry? What do you think, Klein? You have a lot of experience in this area!"

Seeing that this poor guy was not willing to fall for it, Ron smiled faintly and repeated his "gratitude" again.

You seem to be pointing to something...

Faced with this question, Klein did not answer immediately. He just complained in his heart and then touched the wallet in his trouser pocket that was under layers of protection.

For a moment, the expression on the poor guy's face was quite complicated.

(End of this chapter)