Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 557 Tarot Club × Memorial Service √ 6K in
The layers of grey fog remained unchanged from eternity, and the crimson stars floated in the sky in a regular pattern as before.

At this moment, Mr. Fool looked at Ron with a complicated and tired look.

It was as if warning him not to cause trouble for himself.

'This bastard has caused me so much trouble. Maybe I should go see a psychiatrist sometime. No, I think the most important thing is to see a psychiatrist for this bastard...'

Klein silently complained in his heart, but he still maintained the demeanor of a "fool".

"Good afternoon, Miss Justice."

The boy simply responded to Audrey, and surprisingly did not cause any trouble. Under Klein's incredulous gaze, he slightly closed his golden eyes.

Silently, the gray fog flowed slowly, and without anyone noticing, thoughts about mistakes, doors, and the authority of fooling resonated with Ron.

Oh my god, my guess was right. At this stage, I am more like the master of Sefirah Castle than that poor guy. Sigh, I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing...

Feeling the feedback from Sefirah Castle, Ron somehow felt that Klein's head seemed to be green.

He suddenly felt guilty and didn’t dare to look Mr. Fool in the eye.

'What's wrong with Ron today? Loss of appetite or a broken heart?'

The perceptive Klein noticed that something was wrong with the boy, but he was totally confused, so he could only be on guard in his heart to prevent Ron from making shocking remarks and launching a surprise attack.

Seeing Klein the Fool's subconscious defensive action, the blond boy's face darkened and he was speechless for a moment.

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time, and the feelings between brothers cannot withstand the test of time.

Is it that serious? Didn't I just play a few jokes on you before?

"What a pity... It's not a good time to take Sefirah Castle now. I must gather the characteristics of "Time and Space Unifier" before I can continue to upgrade to "Original". Otherwise, I will definitely show this guy Klein the truth..."

The golden eyes took in all the members of the Tarot Club, and the young man let out a dissatisfied sound in his heart.

"In such a large gathering, not a single person condemned Klein. This is really a rebellion against the Heavenly Gang. If you don't speak up for me today, won't you be ready to kill the gods and rebel tomorrow!?"

The young man muttered quietly in his heart, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at Roselle next to him, and said softly in a rare serious tone:

"Mr. Emperor, I wonder if Intis's mission is going well. Do you need my help?"

Preach?

The question from the gods instantly brought all the members of the Tarot Club back to reality.

They either openly or secretly cast their gazes at the young man, at the "emperor" whose features could not be seen clearly but who gave people a sense of deep majesty.

'Preaching? All major churches are doing it, but I remember Mr. Ron said that preaching is mainly for the purpose of anchoring the gods and stabilizing their spiritual state, but...

Mr. Rowan is a natural, human-friendly spirit, how could he need an anchor?'

'What happened?'

Compared to Ron asking what's for dinner and verbally attacking the serious Mr. Fool, "Justice" Audrey obviously didn't want Ron to suddenly become serious.

In the words of Emperor Roselle, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal.

As a Beyonder through the spectator path, she quickly discovered something was wrong with the anomaly.

Miss Justice frowned slightly, and said anxiously before anyone else:
"Luo, Mr. Destiny, what happened?"

For some reason, the boy's abnormality always gave her a bad feeling.

Hearing Audrey's brisk, rising voice and feeling the girl's care and love, Ron's mouth curled up slightly.

He looked around, nodded slightly, and then deliberately said in a rather weak tone:
"My original body encountered some difficulties and fell into a deep sleep."

Upon hearing this, Audrey Hall froze in place. Even though there was no entity above the gray fog, she could still feel her heart skip a beat and her brain buzzing, temporarily unable to think.

how come! ?

The original body fell into a deep sleep? Could it be that Mr. Ron recently was his clone!?

What on earth happened?
'Audrey, Audrey, why are you so careless? Why couldn't you notice Mr. Ron's abnormality earlier?'

At this moment, the blonde girl suddenly felt a little guilty. She felt guilty that she knew Ron's address but was always busy with her family. She felt guilty that Ron was in such a difficult situation, but she didn't realize it even though he had received so much help.

She remembered all the love and teachings of the boy in her heart, and her identity as a god made the memory even more precious. If it was really possible, she really didn't want anything to happen to the other party.

Audrey quickly suppressed her fear and anxiety, and asked in a gentle but anxious tone:
"Mr. Destiny, how are you feeling now? I mean, is there anything I can help you with!?"

Even if it's my life, I'm willing!
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Ron opened his mouth and swallowed back the words that said he would die if he wasn't careful. He looked at the girl's sudden anxious expression and for the first time felt like he had a broken mouth.

Damn me!
You are testing my mother!

Frankly speaking, what Ron said was not false at all, and the danger he faced was just like the words he swallowed, he could die if he was not careful.

However, Ron Sotos believed that it was enough for him to bear all these heavy responsibilities, and there was no need for others to bear the burden.

Even to the Goddess of Night and the Ancient Sun God, he didn't say much, didn't tell us about the dangers, and didn't tell us how he could protect the world.

Ron was standing too high up, and suddenly he felt that someone truly cared about him, and for a moment a few grains of sand got into his eyes.

The last person who risked his life for him was Klein.

At this time, the "Hanged Man" who had been observing him for a long time said in a deep voice:

"If you need me, I will definitely try my best. I can also help a little with preaching."

These words were partly true and partly false. Although they could not match the sincerity of the noble girl, they clearly and firmly established her position.

Following the loyal words of the Hanged Man Alger, the Magician Fors also raised his hand and said:
"Yes, Mr. Destiny, I can help you too. Although you always look weird and like to scare people, I think you are still a good person, no, a good god. You saved my life. If you need anything, I can help you too."

Although she was usually very afraid of Ron, when she learned that he was in trouble, this guy who was like a salted fish also chose to muster up the courage to stand up.

The reason was just as Fors herself said, Ron had saved her life more than once.

The young man opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he heard the honest little sun say:

"Mr. Destiny, we in Silver City will also help you. You have brought us hope and food. You are a very good god!"

Hearing this, Cattleya nodded silently and said in a soothing and calm tone:

"Yes, Mr. Destiny, although you always do some unexpected things sometimes, it still does not prevent you from being a kind person."

As for Emlyn the Moon, he had no relationship with Ron, but when he saw the Sun beside him saying the same thing, he said, “I am not going to be outdone.

"Well, even though you speak a little harshly sometimes, you are still a learned guy!"

Hearing this, the "dummy" world also jumped out and said with a heavy face:

"Yes, Mr. Destiny, although you like to play pranks sometimes, you always stand up at the critical moment. No matter how poor or rich others are, you treat them equally. You are a kind and good-hearted guy, but you are not good at expressing yourself."

"If I have the chance, I will definitely explain this to you."

Ron's face darkened as he listened to the concerned remarks of the Tarot Club members. It was not until he finished listening to the last rant from "The World" that he roared in a low voice:

"That's enough. I'm not even dead yet. Who are you holding a memorial service for?!"

In an instant, the whole place was silent, except for the low laughter coming from the top of the long bronze table.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Tarot Club was stunned, and soon they felt something was wrong.

In such a depressing environment.
They accidentally used too much force and seemed to speak out what was really in their hearts.

After all, only when a person dies will relatives or friends reveal the most sincere, practical and deepest words in their hearts in front of the tombstone.

At this moment, except for "Justice", all the others turned their heads away awkwardly and looked around, revealing their guilty and ignorant faces.

"As expected of a Tarot Club member, your acting skills are pretty good!"

The blond boy curled his lips in disdain, not caring about the offense of these guys. He just sighed slightly, put his elbows on the long bronze table, put his chin on it with his palms folded, and then said slowly:

"Even if the world is destroyed, my will will not be destroyed. Millions of years later, I will cry bitterly in front of your graves to let you feel my care for you."

Listen, what a niche word!

Millions of years, the history of this world is less than millions of years!
Everyone in the Tarot Club, even Roselle who was watching the show on the side, fell silent. They suddenly felt that they were worrying about nothing.

Their lives are much more fragile than Ron's. Sleeping is not death. Maybe they just slept for tens of thousands of years. It is still a question whether their tombstones will still be there by then.

After all, even angels have a literal limit to their lifespan!
After receiving Ron's hint, "Justice" Audrey pursed her lips, and suddenly a wave of inexplicable emotions rose in her heart.

"The gods see the world from a different perspective than humans do. Hmm, millions of years is too long. Mr. Ron is telling us to cherish ourselves?"

'Then why didn't he just say it? I'll go see him after the party. He must not be telling me the truth!'

Audrey puffed up her cheeks in her heart and finally felt relieved. However, she did not observe the other members as she did in the past. Instead, she stared at Ron.

“Tsk, the sour smell of love…” Klein, the Fool, who was standing high on the top of the gray fog, watched all this quietly without saying anything.

He has seen a lot of tricks from little brats. He was sad for a long time when this guy faked his death last time.

From then on, he was skeptical of any bullshit Ron said.

The blond boy glanced around, cleared his throat and said:

"Everyone, don't be anxious. You are not even demigods. It is not good to know too much."

"However, I think you should try your best to become stronger and pursue a higher level. The end is nigh. I can foresee that the whole world will experience great turmoil in the future."

“Especially some of you”

As soon as the boy finished speaking, just as Klein expected, his eyes turned to the dummy "world" that had been silent the whole time.

The "magician" Fors also sat up straight as if conditioned reflex, and when he saw that Ron was not looking at him, he relaxed again.

Ron was not lying. When all those uniqueness and materials were gathered together, the entire universe would be destroyed.

By then, although he would definitely put the planet carrying the anchor in a safe place, when the critical moment of the battle really came, no one could guarantee anything.

Try your best to become stronger, and your chances of survival will always be greater.

As soon as the blond boy finished speaking, he sat down on the high-backed bronze chair and kept silent, quietly watching the expressions of the Tarot Club members.

Some of them were happy, some were worried, some frowned in thought, and some were careless.

'Alas, it seems that we really need to speed up the progress.'

Ron sighed in his heart. If it weren't for finding these guys quite interesting, he wouldn't have bothered to remind them.

The Tarot Club and the sad atmosphere turned silent. After a few seconds, the "magician" Fors looked around and raised his hand and said:
"Everyone, I have a question. Why did the two princes of the Kingdom of Loen rebel one after another in less than a year?"

'Is this a distortion of morality or a loss of humanity?'

She silently added a sentence that was often used in Intis newspapers.

Princes, one after another, rebellion?

Such familiar words seemed to have piqued everyone's nerves, causing the Tarot Club members who knew the situation and those who knew the situation to look at the calm and composed "Emperor".

It was not until this moment that Klein the Fool, who was watching all this, realized that there was a world-class traitor in the Tarot Club.

Facing this naked gaze, Roselle's face turned green. He wore Intis's unique fancy chicken feather outfit and said with a look of grief and indignation:

"I've already changed my ways, it's none of my business!"

"No one asked him whether he had ever changed his ways. Emperor Roselle actually felt guilty. No, he had nothing to do with this matter. He felt guilty because he was worried that this matter would affect him. He would not organize similar activities in Intis, would he?"

"Also, why is Emperor Roselle like this? He doesn't feel like a high-ranking person at all. Instead, he feels like a word he invented, which seems to be called 'dou'."

Thinking of this, the noble lady quickly stopped thinking. An elegant girl cannot swear, so she made a complicated application to skip this point.

And the "Hermit" Cattleya couldn't bear to watch it. Fortunately, most people didn't know the relationship between her and Roselle, otherwise she would have wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.

The magician looked around and felt a little discouraged when she saw that no one answered her question in a short time. She moved her eyes slightly and suddenly saw Ron's hesitation to speak. She said happily:

"Mr. Destiny, do you know?"

Nonsense, it all has something to do with me, how could I not know?
Ron's expression did not change. He skipped this question and asked in a puzzled manner:

"Why, are you a descendant of the royal family who has been stranded outside? I can't tell!"

Fors' smile froze on her face, but fortunately Ron just said it casually, and then asked:
"You don't mean to say that you have a friend who has an irreconcilable conflict with the royal family, so you want to find out what's going on behind the scenes in order to resolve the conflict, right?"

How did He know!?

No, He has been in contact with me and Xio many times. For a god, it is impossible to hide these things from each other. Isn't this too cheating?

Miss Magician's smile was forced. It was always frightening to have one's secrets silently peeped into.

Not to mention, as a citrus novelist, she has countless thoughts in her mind, some of which can be shown to others, while others need to be strictly guarded.

"How is that possible? You're overthinking it. I'm just asking out of pure curiosity."

The timid "Magician" retracted his head like a rabbit, and planned to consult Mr. Fool when he had time, or go to the rich Miss Audrey to test the waters.

"You're really boring." Ron muttered, then knocked on the bronze table and said, "These two things are related to me."

"You all should know that the Loen royal family secretly trades in slaves and kidnaps people. I just exposed this last week, trying to make the Loen royal family recognize their own mistakes and abdicate. In the end, they just used a prince to fool me."

"Edessac Augustus is about the same. What I mean is, if your friend really has a grudge, I might be able to help her out for your sake!"

My face?

Fors was stunned and flattered. She never expected that she could still save face in front of this god who always liked to play tricks on people.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to thank him, she heard the "Emperor" across the bronze table smile at Ron and say:

"You are not going to use this as an excuse to say that there are corrupt officials around the King of Rune, and then directly break into the palace and seize the throne, right?"

"However, if you do not want to cause chaos, you must ensure that the majority of ministers and nobles are on your side."

Look, this is called professionalism!
Klein curled his lips and muttered silently in his heart.

The blond boy neither objected nor agreed:

"This is a good thing. At least both sides can save face."

After saying this, he looked at Fors, whose face had turned pale, and smiled like a cunning golden fox.

"I'll find you after the party!"

what?
I?
Participate in a plan to overthrow the royal family?
I am only Sequence 6, and Xiu is only Sequence 7!

You're not serious, are you?

Fors Wall's eyes almost popped out of her head. She never expected things to develop to this extent. She wanted to slap herself in the face.

"I told you to talk too much, I told you to talk too much, I told you to talk too much, but you didn't get much information and you got yourself into trouble. Why don't you go ask Miss Audrey?"

She sat dejectedly on the high-backed bronze chair, her mind a mess of thoughts, all of which were that Ron would come to find her after the party.

The members looked at each other, until finally, the silent dummy "World" said hoarsely:
"Do any of you have the main eye of the trickster, or the true soul of the spirit world predator, or the trace of these extraordinary creatures?"

Although The World was consulting everyone in the Tarot Club with malicious intent, his eyes were darting back and forth between Ron and the Sun.

The former must have the magic potion of the strange wizard, and as for the latter, although these monsters do not exist in the outside world, they may exist in the Silver City.

Although Ron promised that he could give him the main ingredients for the Trickster's potion once things were done, he still had to be prepared for everything.

The blond boy snorted unhappily.

"The spirit world plunderers are in Calderon City, which is a spirit world city. Perhaps you can try your luck there. As for the evil spirits, there are some in a city-state near the City of Silver."

Only free-range cats can be strong. Ron doesn't want Klein to be unable to catch even a "mouse". Ron has been consciously training him all along, but he still feels that Klein is not strong enough to fight.

When Sun heard that the topic had turned to Silver City, he subconsciously straightened his chest and answered honestly:
"Mr. World, I will check the information and ancient books when I return."

"Your honesty and kindness make me ashamed." The fake person "World" nodded pretentiously.

As for the subsequent transaction, it was a bit boring.

"Justice" Audrey asked to purchase the formula and main ingredients of the Sequence 5 potion. After a long period of digestion, and due to Ron's high status, the noble lady felt that the potion would be digested quickly.

The "Hermit" did not propose any deal, but simply agreed with the magician on a "Judge" feature deal and then watched everything.

As for the potion and formula of the Sun, they were exchanged between Silver City and Ron during the transaction, while the "Moon" and "Hanged Man" were in the process of digesting the potions, so there was not much desire to buy them.

The former is one step further and becomes a demigod, while the latter simply has no money.

When the transaction came to an end, the "Emperor" who had been silent all this time suddenly said:
"I need a level 0 seal!"

You look like a level 0 seal to me!

Ron's mouth twitched. He knew without thinking that Russell was asking him for something.

However, the blond boy ignored him and pretended that the landlord had no surplus food. He asked loudly and carelessly:

"How about I take you to the Church of the Seven to grab two pieces?"

Russell's expression remained unchanged. He coughed dryly and said:

"That's not necessary, it's just that Trier is complicated, and Trier in the Fourth Epoch."

He was hesitant to speak, not knowing how to explain in front of so many people that there was a woman who looked exactly like him and always opposed him.

Damn the mirror world!
(End of this chapter)