Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 138: The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road
After talking for a while, the Tarot session ended.

Klein and Padmeow stayed above the gray fog, while he sent the others back to reality.

About ten minutes later, Alger's prayers were heard from the crimson.

Ding, you have a new Fool Express order, please process it in time.

Klein extended his spiritual power and lightly tapped the star representing Alger.

"A fool who does not belong to this era."

"The mysterious master above the gray fog."

"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

"Your faithful servant begs for your attention."

"Please accept his offering."

“Please open the gates of your kingdom.”

Holding a sacrificial ceremony to the evil god is itself a real test of his willpower.

Because nowadays, the gods who respond to sacrifices are basically evil gods.

Alger struggled with this for a long time, unsure whether he should really do this.

He paced the captain's cabin again and again, and finally, the miserable appearance of Qilingos emerged before his eyes. He seemed to be able to hear Qilingos's wailing.

really……

Now that I've chosen this path, I can only go down this path until the end...

I will sell my soul to the evil god...

Alger opened his mouth and read out the Fool's honorific name.

He has made up his mind to be a good traitor.

Soon, amidst the unreal sounds, Alger in the captain's cabin suddenly saw an illusory door made of wind and light open.

This is the door of sacrifice and gift that belongs to Mr. Fool.

This is truly magnificent.

This is good, the stronger Mr. Fool becomes, the higher he can climb.

Alger couldn't help but grin. Perhaps he could really go one step further.

He is currently conducting experiments for Mr. Fool.

As long as... as long as I can be appreciated...

Mr. Fool, I really want to improve.

A knife-like pain came from deep within his spirit, indicating that his spirit was about to be overdrawn.

But Alger felt a chill in his heart. He thought this was a warning from Mr. Fool.

He hurriedly picked up the seven-colored lizard dragon pituitary gland that he had prepared long ago, held it in both hands and lowered his head, and handed it to the illusory door.

In the suction force that suddenly emerged and disappeared in an instant, Alger's hands became lighter, and he lost the slight tingling sensation brought by the pituitary gland of the colorful lizard dragon.

In this way, he followed Mr. Fool's instructions, tried the ritual of sacrifice and bestowal, and successfully registered his own account on "Fool Express".

Watching the "complete pituitary gland of the colorful lizard dragon" disappear in front of him, and hearing the response of "well done" in his ear.

Alger bowed his head humbly: "It's my honor."

He raised his head again and looked ahead, only to see that the illusory door had disappeared, the strong wind had stopped, and the candlelight had returned to its original state.

After the ceremony ended by extinguishing the candles according to the normal procedure, the Hanged Man Alger took a puff of cigarette for the first time in a long time. He didn't usually smoke.

After about ten minutes, Alger guessed that Mr. Fool had left and was no longer watching. His expression was no longer exaggerated. In fact, his previous actions were all performance. If a fanatic could make the evil god more likable...

He slowly leaned back and sat down, muttering to himself, "At first, I could only pull people into the world above the gray fog... After a while, I could listen to prayers and respond..."

"After building a church and gaining the faith and support of other gods, he was able to accept sacrifices and grant gifts... Mr. Fool gradually escaped his predicament and delved deeper into the real world."

He took another long drag on his cigarette.

As one of the first people that Mr. Fool helped to infiltrate reality, he could be said to have followed the dragon.

That’s right, this word was also invented by Emperor Roselle.

Since I've made up my mind to be a traitor, then...

Alger walked out of the hold and handed a flag with the Holy Emblem of the Fool painted on it to a crew member.

That’s right, he spent more than ten minutes rubbing it by hand.

"Hang the flag on the wall, next to the holy emblem of the Church of the Storm... a little lower."

It is very normal to hang the Holy Emblem of Storms on ships. Most sailors and pirates believe in the Lord of Storms.

As for lowering the Holy Emblem of the Fool a bit... now is not the time to completely break off relations with the Church of Storms, so just pretend a little.

hold on.

Forbearance.

When the Fool returns to the throne of God, Alger might be able to become a Saint, or even...

He waved to a sailor and said, "Go, tell Lao Mo that I want to eat fish."

"Okay, Captain." The sailor left with a strange expression.

You are at sea now. If you don’t want to eat fish, can you eat dragon meat?
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In the magnificent palace above the gray fog, two cats, one large and one small, were playing with the pituitary gland of a colorful lizard dragon.

Klein poked, and Padmeow poked again, and various colors were reflected on their faces, constantly alternating.

A slight tingling sensation came from his fingertips, and a strong sense of accomplishment filled Klein's heart.

I'm so awesome!

"It looks like a pair of 0I0." Paduo Miao suddenly said.

Like a helicopter gunship.

Or the water droplets in the Three Body.

Of course, it looked more like an Armstrong-style revolving cannon. Klein's prodding hand suddenly stopped, and he slowly typed a question mark.

Then, Klein continued to observe.

It seems... a bit like...

Klein withdrew his hand. What should he do? He could no longer look directly at the intact pituitary gland of the seven-colored lizard dragon.

Padmeow couldn't help but laugh.

Is that funny? All I saw was a desperate captain.

"Ahem." Klein coughed twice and changed the subject.

"This is a small step for me, but a giant leap for the Tarot Club. At least now I've evolved from a QQ chat group to a Cainiao Station."

After saying this, Klein extended his spiritual power and transmitted his thoughts to the crimson star that symbolized Miss Justice.

After returning to the bedroom, Audrey could no longer sit quietly by the bed. She would sometimes flip through the books beside her pillow, and sometimes look at herself in the mirror with a half-focused gaze.

She was very nervous now, so nervous that she pulled Susie to tell it the story of Mr. Fool.

This was something she had heard from the Mercy Church before, but she had not had time to tell Susie.

In the end, she chose to preach directly: "Susie, you don't have faith yet, right? Do you want to try to believe in Mr. Fool?"

Susie wagged her tail helplessly: "Audrey, I'm just a dog."

As a fellow Beyonder, it could sense that Audrey was nervous and was considering taking out a bone stick to tease her.

After an unknown amount of time, Audrey suddenly saw the gray fog and the Fool in it.

Audrey immediately performed the ritual and retrieved the express delivery from Mr. Fool.

When the illusory door opened and a scene more dreamy than the starry sky appeared, Audrey felt that her body and mind were intoxicated.

This is the mysterious world I have been pursuing.

Audrey didn't feel any discomfort, nor did she feel the tingling sensation like Alger did.

As for the reason, it is because the spiritual materials she uses are all high-quality products.

Any one of them is far superior to Alger's equipment.

She sincerely praised the Fool in her heart.

Then, she accepted the ingredients and prepared the mind-reading potion in one go.

Before the potion was snatched away by Susie, Audrey drank the potion in one gulp with great confidence.

Mr. Fool is the Yellow and Black King who controls good luck. Under Mr. Fool's protection, absorbing the potion is as easy as pie.

At the same time, Earl Hall sneezed violently. He had been dreaming for the past few nights, dreaming of an unidentifiable yellow-haired evil god carrying a carriage and taking his daughter out for a ride.

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“Here, this is Mr. Fool’s honorific name.” Serris returned to reality and found Amon, who was doing nothing.

"The Fool..." Amon adjusted his monocle, "He really knows how to come up with names."

"You told me just like that? Aren't you afraid that I'll steal Sefirah Castle?" Amon asked seemingly unintentionally.

"Ha, you should return to your angelic state first." Serris waved his hand nonchalantly.

Amon smiled. Indeed, he had no use for Sefirah Castle right now. It would be easier to keep it with Klein than to steal it now.

"Do you have a preference in your mind? Or in your opinion, is the candidate for the Heavenly Venerable determined?" Amon blatantly tested Serris.

"No," Serris answered simply. "Whether it's you or Klein, it makes no difference to me whether you become the Lord of Mysteries."

"Of course, in your current state, you'll just become part of the mystery. But that's really okay, since it's all fun and games."

Amon nodded thoughtfully.

Then, Serris took out his phone and sent a message to Klein.

Sow Prince: "Nothing happened recently, right?"

Sow Prince: "If you're alright, come and take the next stage of the potion. Just come to the tavern's branch in Backlund."

Sow Prince: Positioning.

Serris looked up at the door and suddenly had an interesting idea.

Alicia took Sharon to the park today and they probably won't be back until the evening.

Sow Prince: You can come back in the evening and have dinner here, and bring your cat with you.

Want to make a lot of money: OK.

"You really enjoy watching the fun." Amon stood behind Serris and looked at the chat history on his phone.

"How can you say that, my friend? I'm clearly doing good deeds." Cerus said, "Let me think about it. I'm sure both of you will be moved to tears."

"It's a great deed." Amon clapped along.

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Alicia took Sharon, who looked like a doll, for a walk in the park.

One has cheerful steps, like a dancing butterfly, and the other has slow steps, like a stiff puppet.

Because there are very few entertainment activities in this world, and Alicia is a person who can't sit still, so the most thing she does is to take Sharon for a stroll, and Sharon herself is happy to play with her.

At first, Alicia also wanted to buy some cute little dresses and play with Miracle Sharon.

Unfortunately, the clothing industry in this world is also underdeveloped. Alicia finally chose to buy some cloth and try to make clothes herself.

And today, Alicia took Sharon, who was wearing new clothes, out for a walk.

Just when Alicia was picking a beautiful flower, her movements suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if she had seen something incredible.

Fate, it was truly strange sometimes. Perhaps it was some kind of law of aggregation, or perhaps it was the mutual attraction between Stand users.

Alicia met a gray-haired man next to a trash can.

As the saying goes, when two brave men meet in a narrow road, the braver one prevails; there cannot be two tigers in one mountain, unless they are one male and one female.

Pink Fairy vs. Galaxy Batman, a grand serial.

(End of this chapter)