Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 112 Painting for Mr. Amon

"So that's how it is. It seems I was overthinking it." Klein comforted himself. Perhaps Ceris meant for me to digest the potion by interacting with the Yingjie and understanding them.

That being said, it seems that Serris doesn't have such a bad taste.

perhaps?

Klein saw two pink-haired figures, one large and one small, passing under the Ferris wheel. He could sense that their styles were significantly different from those of the surrounding NPCs.

If the appearances of the NPCs are basically copy and paste, then these two are models created by a professional art team.

The bigger one looks very similar to Sakura next to her, except that she doesn't have the fox ears on her head.

"So the ears on your head aren't natural?" Klein looked at the donkey...fox ears on Sakura's head.

"Well, it's a side effect of being a fusion warrior." Sakura recalled how Alicia couldn't let go of her ears. "For some people, it might not be considered a side effect."

"I heard you were a killer before?" Klein didn't know how to continue the conversation, so he could only try to find a topic.

"Indeed, I once belonged to an organization called 'Poison Pupa'." Sakura's eyes stayed on the pink-haired little girl and did not move away.

Klein felt that his control over his body had greatly improved since becoming the Joker. He speculated that his speed in learning techniques would also increase. "Then, could you please teach me some assassination techniques?"

Ying's answer was straightforward and concise: "Of course."

Then she added, "It's just that I'm not good at teaching. Maybe you should go to Hua. I can help you contact her."

Klein nodded. "Then I'll leave it to you."

A little while later, the Ferris wheel had already gone through several turns, and Klein and Ying were chatting idly.

"In short, you should be careful. You come from a civilization we've never known before, which makes you quite special. And the more special a person is, the more careful you should be." Ying reminded Klein, but she felt like she hadn't made anything clear.

Klein had gradually gotten used to the speaking style here. In short, it was just the Riddler.

So, Klein decided to ask directly: "Why should the more special people are, the more cautious they should be?"

"Because the more special someone is, the more likely they are to attract the attention of the 'shadow.' The Fire Chaser moves towards the light, casting a shadow behind it. The [Fire Chaser Moth] also has a shadow. I can sense that she has set her sights on you. Although her attention is not on you at the moment, you still need to be careful."

Klein understood. Although Sakura's words were vague, he could probably guess who the shadow was referring to.

Let’s observe a second of silence for poor Ms. Ritsuka Fujimaru. I hope she can walk out of the laboratory safely.

"You mentioned the Fire-Chasing Moth just now. It seems to have some connection to the 'Thirteen Fire-Chasing Heroes'. Could you please explain?"

"I'm sorry, I might be the one who knows the least about the organization." Sakura said apologetically. "As members of the Poison Chrysalis, we can't know too much."

"Is that so? Okay then." To avoid a dull moment, Klein changed the subject again. "You seem to have a special relationship with Qianjie. So, is he also from that organization called 'Poison Pupa'?"

"Yes, he and I were both members of this organization."

"It's hard to imagine that Qianjie's personality can actually make him a killer." Klein imagined Qianjie squatting in the corner with a knife.

A bit funny.

"Although he's also a killer from the Poison Pupa clan, Qianjie never carries out assassination missions. You've dealt with him before, so you can probably imagine what it's like when he's in battle."

Crane recalled a game from his previous life, Assassin's Creed, which was also nicknamed "Berserker's Creed" by netizens.

"Indeed, as long as we eliminate all the witnesses, it will be a perfect infiltration."

Ying smiled and said, "Although he always makes things into a big deal, he is impatient after all."

"I feel like you all always give Qianjie some inexplicable filters. For example, Alicia calls him cute, and Eden says he's a sad person." Although he could feel that Qianjie was a good person, Klein couldn't put these labels on Qianjie no matter what.

He could sense that Qianjie was probably angry with him, but he really couldn't see any sadness in him.

"Alisa... She's like this to everyone. Or rather, I can't imagine what it would be like if even Alisa didn't think he was cute enough."

"As for Eden, she's a singer herself, and the fusion warrior surgery gave her a more acute sense of sound. She can always detect things in a person's voice that others can't. She's a singer, and she's also a good listener."

"As you said, we may indeed have some prejudices against Qianjie, but if we can't even trust our companions, then I'm afraid we can only go on alone."

“I see. I see.” Klein understood.

This is the first time that Sakura has spoken such a long string of words. It seems that she really values ​​her companions.

"She's here, just go find her directly." Ying suddenly reminded.

Huh? You're here so soon?

I don't know what Ying did, but the amusement park's environment began to fade, like a layer of water splashed on a wet watercolor painting. All the colors slowly blurred together.

"It was nice chatting with you. See you next time." Klein heard Sakura's voice, but it was vague and unclear.

When the colors around him became clear again, Klein noticed that he had arrived at a martial arts gym.

Standing in front of him was a young man.

A boy? What's going on? Didn't Sakura just use "she" to refer to a woman?

"Hello, Mr. Hua," Klein said.

Hua sighed, "Ying told me that you wanted to learn some fighting techniques from me."

The voice was pleasant, distinctly female. Klein immediately understood his previous faux pas.

"Feel sorry……"

"Nothing." Hua's answer was concise, and it seemed that he was used to it.

"Sorry to bother you then." Klein stood in front of Hua.

Hua is a relatively taciturn person: "Then let's get started."

Hua said, taking a starting stance: "I need to understand your movement habits first."

"Okay." Klein assumed the fighting stance he had learned from his combat coach, a retired knight.

A minute later, Klein, who was knocked to the ground, understood something.

So that's how it was. Without extraordinary abilities, he was nothing. Even with the potions and blessings that blessed his body, he was no match for the Hua in front of him.

"I heard from Alicia that you possess special extraordinary abilities. In fact, you can use them. After all, they are a part of you." Hua pulled Klein up from the ground.

Klein nodded helplessly.

Ten minutes later, Klein understood.

It turns out that she had just let it go.

If he didn't use the paper man substitute and the kite-flying tactics like flame jumping, he would have no way of doing anything to Ying Jie in front of him.

But if we really fight like this, then there is no point.

"I roughly understand." Hua gave a fair evaluation, "Your physical fitness is very good, and you learn techniques quickly. But your fighting skills are a bit behind."

During the battle just now, Klein had deliberately learned and imitated Hua's movements. Although he couldn't fully understand their meaning, he did manage to imitate them quite well.

"Study hard from now on. We cannot change the past, but you still have the opportunity to change the future. Please memorize the following set of movements first..." Hua decided to start teaching from the basics.

"Okay." Klein got up from the ground.

…………

Paradise Hall.

Amon put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf. His spirit told him that someone seemed to be looking for him.

"Oh, someone finally comes to see me? I thought everyone hated me." Amon said this with a smile without any self-awareness.

There was no awareness of "leaving a bad impression on everyone on the first day".

"How could that be? Everyone is just busy." A familiar voice reached Amon's ears, making him raise his eyebrows.

really.

"That's him, Sister Alicia." A childish voice rang out, "He has your color."

As soon as she finished speaking, Alicia walked out of the portal holding a shoeless little girl.

The little girl looked no more than ten years old, with blue hair, a white dress and a black beret on her head.

"Hmm, should I say 'first meeting' or 'meeting again'?" Alicia dropped Grayshu in her arms into the air beside her, and a knight in silver-white armor appeared out of thin air and caught Grayshu.

"I didn't expect to see you here. This is really interesting." Amon replied.

"I see. It seems I don't need to introduce myself anymore. As expected of me, I can make friends even in another world."

"Well, sister Alicia is really amazing. I have to praise you." Grayshu sat on the shoulders of "Mr. Knight" and clapped gently.

Amon looked at Gresh with a distressed expression and said, "I heard that you are all heroes left over from the previous civilization. How come in your era, children this young had to go to the battlefield? If I remember correctly, humans should be more concerned about the safety of their cubs."

"Oh, the color is so fake. You need to smile more. I mean smile from the heart." Grace said, shaking her head.

"Color? Is it the ability to see through the essence directly like the audience? This is really an unpleasant ability." Amon's smile was still bright.

"It's a pity that I don't know how to laugh from the heart. After all, no one has ever taught me this." Amon looked a little helpless.

"You are really a good actor. Can I draw a picture for you? How about just fulfilling the beautiful girl's little wish?" The way Grace spoke was quite incongruous, as if she was deliberately imitating someone.

"Of course, it's my honor." Amon bowed very gentlemanly and elegantly.

Grace nodded lightly without saying anything more.

A curtain appeared in front of her out of thin air. Gray took out a drawing board and pen from somewhere and started painting in the air without any paint.

Amon looked at Grayshut who was painting out of thin air with great interest.

"What an interesting ability! Are you using some of my characteristics to paint?"

"Yeah, what do you think? I'll be very happy if you're willing to praise me." Grace kept talking while holding her hands.

　The last chapter was blocked, and they said I was a bitch. Which big brother was so upset after watching the human experiment?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)