Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 189 Otto ascends the gray fog
Klein arrived above the gray fog and sat in front of the high-backed chair that belonged to the Fool.

Following the gray fog in front of him, he saw circles of clear light spreading out from the edge of the ancient, mottled bronze table, to the side of the Fool's chair.

An unfamiliar crimson star expanded and contracted in the gray fog, and bursts of prayers could be heard faintly from that strange star.

Not Xiao Yang and the others? Strangers?
Klein thought for a moment, then radiated his spirituality, touching the crimson as if responding to a prayer.

The scene before his eyes suddenly changed. Through the hazy gray fog, Klein saw a blond man standing at the bow of the ship.

Could the stranger on the sea be someone recommended by Mr. Hanged Man to join the society?
It doesn't seem like it. If it was the Hanged Man, he would have reported it in advance.

Crane was well aware of Mr. Hanged Man's character.

So how did his honorable name get leaked?
Klein decided to pull the person above the gray fog to test their quality, just like he had done when he examined the person recommended by Miss Justice.

But this time, he won't be in a hurry to hang up the phone.

He wanted to see what this person who took the initiative to pray to him wanted, and he also wanted to ask how his name was leaked.

Klein reached out and pointed at the rippling circle of light, establishing a connection.

Suddenly, he felt his spiritual energy surging out crazily, causing the entire mysterious space above the gray fog to tremble slightly.

I am!

Klein was horrified.

He instantly entered the Herrscher state, and relics appeared, covering his entire body.

This allowed his spirit to be at peace.

Finally, everything calmed down, and a blurry and distorted figure emerged from the edge of the long bronze table.

Through the gray fog, you can just barely see golden hair and green eyes.

For some reason, a term suddenly popped into Klein's mind.

Mrs. Green Lily.

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One minute ago, Kallen Fantasy.

As it was already late, Otto returned to his own private lounge on the ship.

He casually flipped through the novel in his hand, which was the latest work of the famous female writer Fowles.

"Believers are fools."

"Forget it, may the believers live a long life."

————There is a Little Fool in the Church

Otto stroked his chin. Was Mr. Fool really so easygoing? He allowed his followers to make such jokes.

This is almost written as a female ghost to Mr. Fool. Aren’t you afraid that the anchor will reversely affect the state of the true god?

Suddenly, his hand movements stopped.

He felt something pulling at his spirit.

Enemy attack?

Before he had time to think about it, gray mist emerged from before Otto's eyes, and crimson light bloomed from before his eyes.

He subconsciously raised his hand and was about to fight back, but suddenly remembered his own inferences and attempts during the day.

He put his hand down again.

Gray mist enveloped him, causing his spirit to rise.

Soon Otto opened his eyes again and saw the endless gray fog, an old high-backed chair, and a dark shadow looking down at him.

Looking at the figure shrouded in gray fog, Otto felt no fear at all.

He stood up and gave a standard smile: "Good evening, respected Mr. Fool."

He bowed forward with considerable grace.

I haven't introduced myself yet, and you even know the name "Fool"?

Klein paused. Since he was so straightforward...

"How did you know my name?" Klein asked calmly.

"I got this from a member of the Aurora Society," he said politely.

"My name is Otto Apokalis. I hope that reciting your name today does not cause you any trouble." Otto? That false god from another planet!

Klein's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

But he soon calmed down.

If the "false god" opposite could really see through his disguise, then he shouldn't have this attitude.

Moreover, Klein didn't think he could pull a complete Angel King.

Then the situation is obvious.

His condition is very bad, perhaps only around Sequence Three strength.

And above this gray fog, Klein was not much inferior to the other party.

As his thoughts raced, Klein spoke in a calm tone.

"You don't belong to this world."

At this moment, Klein Candy Knight's emotional perception sensed Otto's emotions.

But only for a moment.

He only realized that I was an outsider after hearing my name.

Otto didn't know what he was thinking about, the smile on his face became even wider, and he lowered his head humbly.

"You are truly a prophet."

Then, seeing that Klein hadn't answered, Otto raised his head.

"Great Mr. Fool, please allow me to become your believer." An inexplicable glint flashed in his eyes, but the gray fog blocked it, preventing Klein from seeing it.

Klein was still a little nervous. He tapped the bronze table twice.

"Okay, but you need to prove your worth." After saying that, Klein extended his hand, indicating that Otto didn't need to stand.

"It's my pleasure." Otto sat down obediently.

"There are several people similar to you who I pulled into this place for various reasons. They formed a gathering to trade recipes, buy and sell materials, exchange information, and commission tasks."

Klein decided to let Ceris restrain Otto.

"Mr. Fool, please let me join this party."

Otto immediately followed Klein's topic and made a request.

"Okay, every Monday at 3pm, no distractions."

Klein smiled and pointed at the playing cards that suddenly materialized on the bronze table. "They decided to use the names of tarot cards as their code names. You can pick one yourself. Those that already have owners are not included."

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Otto returned to reality, looked up at the ceiling, and then looked down at the book on the table called "There is a Little Fool in the Church".

"Fool..." He chuckled and opened the door to leave the room.

When he came to the corridor, Otto saw one of his crew members, who was passing by with a vase containing a bunch of chrysanthemums.

Otto greeted the crew in a good mood.

"Yo, John."

"Good evening, Captain." A crew member named John responded cheerfully.

"You also grow flowers, um, chrysanthemums anyway." Otto tried to find a topic. "I didn't expect you would be interested in flowers."

"Actually, I'm not really interested in it. My girlfriend likes it, so I tried it." The crew member responded.

"Yeah, it's not that easy to grow flowers, especially at sea. It's easy to kill them."

"Yes," John replied with a smile, "so I found this kind of flower that is easier to grow."

"chrysanthemum?"

"Yes, chrysanthemums are easy to grow."

Otto paused.

"Scratch it if it itches."

(End of this chapter)