Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 120 Klein Opens the Door to a New World

the next day.

Audrey came to the restaurant and noticed Earl Hall reading a newspaper.

Sure enough, once a man reaches a certain age, no matter how rich or poor he is, he will evolve into a bald uncle lying on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"You got up very late today, our hard little diamond." Earl Hall joked.

Yesterday, Audrey didn't avoid other people when she was talking to Viscount Fox, which led to many people hearing the title "Backlund's Hardest Diamond."

In front of her father, Audrey obviously did not maintain the etiquette of a young lady. She puffed up her cheeks and looked at Earl Hall without saying a word.

"Alright, alright." Earl Hall placed the newspaper on the dining table and raised his hands in a French salute. "I was wrong, my lovely little gem."

Because most of the people in the Hall family were not arrogant, the servants around them couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.

"Hmph." Audrey snorted pretentiously, walked behind Earl Hall, and massaged his shoulders: "Dad, what are you looking at?"

"Here, today's Backlund Daily. Speaking of which, this actually has something to do with you." Earl Hall handed the newspaper to Audrey.

Audrey looked down.

"According to reports, the incident occurred between 8 and 9 last night in the Queens district of Backlund. That evening, Hurricane Admiral Qilingos was found dead in a park. The scene was quite horrific and terrifying, so this newspaper will not provide a detailed description."

"In addition, four Tarot cards were nailed to Qilingos' body: Justice, the Fool, the Devil, and the Hanged Man. There was even a message carved into his face: 'The Tarot Society declares responsibility for this matter.'"

"Aurora Society, also a terrorist organization, sent a representative to condemn this behavior. They stated that the Aurora Society has primary responsibility for the disaster, and that the Tarot Society's responsibility in this case is an overstepping of boundaries."

"Please do not panic. The Inspectorate has dispatched a large number of personnel to conduct routine inspections of this incident. Special forces KFC has also been involved in the investigation..."

A terrorist organization? How could our Tarot Club be a terrorist organization? We're clearly official Beyonders of the Orthodox Church, okay? Just like the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, and the Mechanical Heart. Audrey felt a little dissatisfied.

Then, she changed her mind and thought, doesn't this just prove that they hid well?

Suddenly, her heart was filled with pride.

One of the seven pirate generals, Qilingos, died at the hands of our Tarot Club, and now everyone in Backlund knows about it. This successfully fired the first shot in our march toward the world.

Looking at Audrey's excited face, Earl Hall felt something was wrong and his brows were tightly furrowed.

"Audrey, I know you like the occult, but these secret organizations are very dangerous." Earl Hall's tone was unusually stern.

Audrey rolled her eyes and nodded obediently: "Yes, it's very dangerous."

Seeing his daughter like this, Earl Hall didn't know what to say. He had seen his daughter secretly become a Beyonder, but he absolutely could not accept her being abducted by the Yellow-haired Evil God!
Earl Hall felt like he was hallucinating. He seemed to see a man, shrouded in gray fog, with his features blurred. He waved his hand at him and said, "Old Deng, is it safe to park my carriage downstairs? Oh, by the way, isn't my carriage nice? Your daughter paid for it."

Earl Hall shook his head and threw this unrealistic idea out of his mind.

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"Extra! Extra! Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilingos was killed by terrorists in Backlund!"

On the tram, Klein suddenly heard the voice of a newsboy.

Qilingos was killed. Was it Mr. Azik who did it?

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out a penny, handed it out the window, and bought a copy of the "Tingen Morning News". Many passengers around him did the same thing.

Unfolding the newspaper, Klein immediately saw the headline: "Great Pirate Qilingos Killed in Backlund, Terrorist Organization Tarot Club Claims Responsibility"

A terrorist organization? A Tarot Club?
Mr. Azik didn't know about the Tarot Club, and judging by the Gray Mist's behavior, Miss Justice wouldn't spread the word. So how did the name of the Tarot Club get out?

Could it be that it was divined by an official Beyonder?
Klein continued to look down.

"It is reported that……"

demon.

Klein knew how the name of the Tarot Club spread.

He thought of Ceres's face with that smirk.

Okay, okay, Serris, you really make me proud.

He could already imagine Serris trying to take credit for it at the next Tarot Club.

He covered his face with one hand and flipped through the newspaper. Seeing that there was no useful information, he put the newspaper away and planned to take it home to show the others in the family.

The carriage began to move forward along the track. Klein closed his eyes and rested, listening to the conversation between the passengers next to him.

"Do you think the members of those terrorist organizations will claim the bounty?"

"You must be joking. They are a terrorist organization. How could they possibly collect a bounty?"

"But there's a £10,000 bounty. Someone's bound to take the risk, right?" "No matter how desperate they are, if the person who posted the bounty doesn't pay, what can you do?"

"Too."

Ten thousand pounds! Klein was a little dazed.

Klein looked inward, feeling that his combat power was approaching that of Sequence 6. Suddenly, he felt as if the sea was covered in gold.

Ten thousand pounds for a pirate general, and now there are six...

At this moment, Klein pushed open the door to a new world, and the gears of fate began to turn. The pirates at sea still didn't know what they would face. But it didn't matter, because everything was the result of the choice of Steins;Gate, and the order of the sea was about to be reconstructed once again.

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Fors Wall and Hugh Dilcha, wearing veiled hats, walked along the street, heading to the nearest Bavat Bank.

"Money is always gone without you noticing." Fors sighed.

"Yes." Xio nodded in agreement. "Although my money didn't come from the wind, it certainly looks like it was blown away by the wind."

"Luckily, the book 'Stormwind Heights' is quite popular, and royalties have been deposited into my account. Otherwise, I would have to find a clinic or hospital and become a doctor again." Fors sighed with satisfaction and worry.

"Speaking of which, why did you choose to give up medicine and pursue literature?" Xio asked curiously.

"Because I discovered at that time that studying medicine could not save the Kingdom of Loen." Fors said weakly.

"I didn't expect you to be so ambitious before," Xio continued, "So what about now? Can you save the Kingdom of Loen now?"

"No," Fowles replied bluntly, "but the idiotic plot in my book can torment a large number of young readers. Since I can't save Loen, then destroying the forms of Loen's residents is also a meaningful thing, isn't it?"

Finally, Fowles concluded: "People live to prove themselves, either to become the savior or the devil who destroys the world."

"Is that so? Then how far have you progressed with your plan to destroy the world?" Xio clapped his hands gently, encouraging his friend's great dream.

"Well, I'm facing a huge dilemma right now, which is that I'm too lazy to start thinking about plans." Foles said lazily.

Xio smiled and shook his head. "Will our investigation into Qilingos affect your author status? After all, we might be targeted by the Mandated Punishers and the Nighthawks."

"No, you're the only one being targeted." Fors chuckled. As an apprentice of one of the three Gou families, how could she possibly expose herself so easily?
"It was you who called the police, it was you who sent the letter, and it was you who became famous in gang circles and on certain streets in the East District. And I, Fors Wall, am just a weak, pitiful, and helpless author. Even if it were discovered that I was living with you, I would say you were a pervert and imprisoned me day and night..."

"So you've been simply accompanying me these past few days?" Xio was stunned, "And the bounty is all mine?

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Foles asked back, "Anyway, if I need money, I can just ask you directly."

Xio blushed and turned away, not looking at Foles again. The situation was very good.

Fors, who was of a fairly normal sexual orientation, was completely unaware of her friend's little thoughts. She flicked her hair and continued to chatter heartlessly.

"Don't you think this is an interesting experience? Well, this experience has given me a lot of creative inspiration. My next novel will be about... a sudden murder that leads to various stories. Of course, this theme is still too common. We can change the beginning a little. For example, two people died in this murder, and the method of homicide looks like suicide. The only survivor joins the inspector's investigation team..."

"I've even thought of a name. How about calling it 'The Lord of Ghostly Bewilderment'?"

Feeling Fores's concern, Hugh suddenly didn't know what words to use to respond, so he could only walk forward. He accidentally forgot to turn and was pulled back by Fores.

Xio suddenly felt a little ashamed. Fors was so nice to her, but the side dish she had in her dream a few days ago was Alicia.

She decided to use Folsom as the side dish tonight...

At this moment, the big orange has been decided.

Just then, they heard the newsboy's cry:

"Extra! Extra! Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilingos was killed by terrorists in Backlund!"

"Huh? What?" Xio and Fors looked at each other in confusion.

Isn't this a wrong process? Shouldn't they first report it to the church, then the church doesn't believe them, then they go through great pains to escape the pursuit, and finally stand up to Qilingos's world-destroying plot and save the world?

How come Qi Lingos died just two days ago after I reported him?
"Have you heard of this Tarot Club?" Fowles asked Hugh.

"No, it might be an organization similar to the Aurora Society." Xio thought for a moment and made sure he had never heard of the name of the Tarot Society.

A few seconds later, Hugh bought a copy of the Tussock Times from a newsboy who was taller than him.

"It seems that this Qilingos is indeed dead. Being able to kill Qilingos means that there is a high probability that there are High-Sequence Experts in the Tarot Club." Xio looked at the newspaper.

Fores stood behind Xio, bent slightly, and watched with her: "So, this Tarot Club is likely to be stronger than the Aurora Club."

She stood up and said, "Let's not look for Miss Audrey for now. There are too many details hidden in Qilingos's death. Going there rashly may put us in danger."

"Of course." Xio nodded.

　Our Lao Xing hasn't appeared in a long time. But the plot of the evil god coming soon, if Lao Xing comes back at this time, then the plot will be impossible to advance. If the evil god comes, Lao Xing will go up and knock him out with a baseball bat, then there will be no fun.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)