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Chapter 44 Tarot Club

"Do I look like that kind of person?" Lu Heng looked at Klein seriously.

"I promise! I won't delay anything!"

Lu Heng pointed to the sky and swore.

"it is good"

Klein was silent for a moment, then walked towards the bookshelf and searched for a while.

He found a deck of tarot cards from among his pile of divination tools.

After a set of skilled shuffling processes, the 22 Major Arcana cards were placed in front of Lu Heng with their backs facing away.

"Young man, come on."

Klein spoke in a rather mysterious low voice, which, combined with the quiet and dark environment around him, created a strong atmosphere.

"You're making it seem like we're doing some shady deal."

"But I'm also curious about what cards I'll draw."

Lu Heng complained a little, then reached out and picked one at random.

A pope.

The "Pope" with a solemn and sacred face is accepting the worship of believers in the religious temple and guiding the believers' doubts.

Behind the Pope, there are two pillars, indicating that he is in a world of duality and division and is responsible for integration.

His right hand is pointing to the sky, which is a gesture of ancient missionaries and represents his missionary identity, while the scepter in his other hand represents the integration of power.

The power of the "Pope" is different from that of the "Emperor". He can deny the power of the "Emperor", formulate religious and spiritual laws, and counter the secular forces represented by the emperor.

The key held in the Pope's hand is the door to the kingdom of God and the key to unlocking wisdom.

"Well, it is indeed very appropriate for you, Brother Lu."

Klein sighed as he made a clicking sound beside Lu Heng.

"I'll go first into Sephira Castle, and I'll bring you in later."

Looking at the clock next to him, which was almost three o'clock, Klein walked towards the door and subconsciously pushed it open, preparing to go to the bathroom as usual.

Suddenly, the intense gaze behind him made him stop suddenly, and he slowly turned his head.

"Actually, I'm not going to the bathroom to go online. I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

Lu Heng slowly closed his eyes, placed his right hand on his chest, lowered his head slightly, and said devoutly with golden light shining on his body,
"Praise the Fool, praise the great Lord of the washroom, your followers are looking forward to your guidance in the Kingdom of God."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched slightly, and then he walked out as if accepting his fate and closed the door tightly.

"Oh!"

Only one devout believer was left in the bedroom.

Beyond the spiritual world and the star world, there is an unknown place that cannot be touched by the real world.

Above the gray fog, there is a magnificent ancient bronze palace.

As if at the head seat of the mottled long table that had never changed, the fool's seat was covered in gray mist. After a flash of crimson light, a tall figure suddenly appeared.

The deep red light spread and dissipated like a tide, and human figures appeared one by one on both sides.

Lu Heng opened his eyes and appeared in the first seat on the left side of the Fool. The distance was very close, almost sitting in the same row.

Almost in an instant, the two figures looked towards the position above, and their moods changed when they noticed that there was one more person.

Below Lu Heng was a male figure with a blue seaweed head, exuding the breath of the sea, and it seemed to be our Pirate King and Political Commissar, Mr. Alger Wilson.

Across from him, there was a blonde female figure, her face blurred, her temperament elegant, even her sitting posture had a unique ladylike beauty. This was Backlund's most beautiful Miss Jewel, Susie's dog? Audrey Hall.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!"

Miss Justice Audrey was the first to greet the Fool, her manners were graceful and natural, and her sweet and pleasant voice made people unable to help but admire and indulge in it.

The Fool gently knocked on the mottled and ancient bronze table, and the echoing sound was like the holy bell of a church sacrifice.

"This is my dear friend, the Lord of Radiance. You may call Him the Pope."

A distant and deep voice came, explaining to the two confused people.

At the same time, the two of them were secretly looking at the mysterious Pope, because he was not covered by the gray fog, but sat on the bench openly, nodding to the two of them.

The clothes he was wearing were not of the style of the Kingdom of Loen, nor of the Feysac Empire, the Kingdom of Feynaport, or the Republic of Intis.

Audrey could swear on Susie's behalf that this was definitely not clothing for today's era.

Not only is her wardrobe filled with popular clothing from various countries and regions all year round, but she also has a wardrobe dedicated to collecting unique clothing with ancient history.

But she had no idea about this kind of clothing.

Mysterious square patterns and cloud-shaped patterns were intertwined on the red-gold collar. Golden silk threads outlined many unique patterns on the white-gold robe that he had never seen before. They seemed to have special meanings.

Some of them look like evening gowns, but they are not too cumbersome to wear.

A mysterious being like Mr. Fool, perhaps he has lived for a long time.

By the way, I can discuss clothing matching with him. This gentleman’s clothes give me a wonderful feeling. They have both a sense of ancient history and the vigorous vitality of creation.

Backlund's pearl muttered silently in his heart.

Our Hanged Man, the Inverted Political Commissar, also carefully looked at this mysterious member. Anyone who could be regarded as a close friend by a god-level being must be a great being of the same status.

He has eyes like red-gold lava, black hair and yellow skin, and a calm and gentle expression. When he notices our gazes, he will smile in response.

But could the title of Lord of Light be related to the vision that happened a few days ago?
Well, let’s go back and look for clues about this person carefully.

"Hello, both of you."

Lu Heng greeted with a smile.

The glance made both Miss Justice and the Political Commissar feel the warmth in their hearts.

"You don't have to care about anything else. I'm just a member of the Tarot Club."

He just wanted to be a diving fish quietly and make some bubbles occasionally.

Lu Heng's explanation eased the tension between the two.

"Mr. Fool, I found another page of Roselle's diary!"

Miss Audrey reacted and copied the diary and gave it to Mr. Fool.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fool. I'm still sailing on the sea and don't have Roselle's diary yet."

So Mr. Hanged Man is at sea now?

Audrey began to imagine the waves and undercurrents of the sea and the fantasy scenes of pirates searching for treasure.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Klein was no longer anxious to find Roselle's diary. The important information was already in his mind.

There is no need to search through a pile of pornographic diaries to find the few secrets of Roselle.

Just as Klein was flipping through the records of Russell's sex scenes that lived up to his name, Audrey below him seemed to suddenly remember something, with a strange and uneasy expression.

I was so distracted by the Pope's appearance just now that I forgot to ask about Susie.

……

Cloud City, the legendary earthly kingdom of the ancient gods, is a dreamlike city like clouds and mist.

(End of this chapter)