Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 201 Time is starting to speed up!

That's why people say that mechanized exploration is so efficient. What would have taken a team nearly a week to complete was completed in just over two hours.

Klein was also free, and since he had no commissions the next day, he watched them explore until late at night.

Although there was a period of time when he took the time to go down into the gray fog to finish his dinner.

Soon, it was around twelve o'clock, and the exploration of Silver City was basically completed.

This time they had made a great harvest, and there were no casualties, which made Elder Lovia, who led the team, smile from the bottom of her heart.

What they are discussing now is what to do with the temple.

After all, they already have three faiths in Silver City: the Amber King, Mr. Fool, and the Lord who created everything. What the hell is this real creator? It's a name they've never heard of, so what does it matter?

As Mr. Devil and Chief Colin led Silver City to better and better conditions, Silver City had already given up its original beliefs and turned to believe in two new gods who could truly help them.

With such firm belief, this so-called true creator naturally had no place to stand in the City of Silver.

The people of Silver City adhere to the policy of "One City, Two Trusts" and the important principle of "One Silver City".

Firmly oppose separatism, oppose foreign beliefs, crack down on illicit cult members, and firmly follow the leadership of the church...

After half an hour of discussion, they came to a conclusion.

Why think so much? Just blast him!

The windows of the church were opened, and two cannons were ejected.

"Mr. Fool, please bless us and blow up these heretical creations." One of the expedition members muttered to himself while bombarding the ground with artillery fire.

Above the gray fog, Klein the Fool tiredly turned off the live broadcast of the God-Forsaken Land.

Although his spirituality was not insufficient, he was really a little sleepy.

He had nothing to do for the next few days, so he took on a mission to find a vampire, but there was no rush, and perhaps he could relax a little.

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Backlund, St. George District.

Fowles put down the manuscript in her hand. This was the new book she was busy writing, "The Fool I Pushed."

Recently, a new author who is very popular has taken away a lot of her traffic, resulting in the data of her new book being somewhat unsatisfactory for her as a well-known writer.

What's the new guy's name?

Miss Pink Fairy, yes, that’s my pen name.

It stole a lot of her fans.

He even arrogantly left her a message saying that if he didn't like her, he would challenge her offline.

We even booked the address, but for some reason we booked it in a small forest where many couples were dating.

But this was not important. What was important was how could Fores tolerate this? He immediately decided to let her see the power of the Beyonder.

But before that, Fors planned to take the "Candle Ink Scholar" potion he bought from Mr. Devil.

Because he was in a state of spiritual excitement after taking the potion, Fors did not notice the system panel that suddenly popped up.

[Faced with Alicia's invitation to a women's training class, what do you choose...]

[Choice 1: Domain expansion, QQ space...]

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Backlund, Queens.

After finishing lunch, Audrey practiced the piano for a while and returned to her bedroom on time.

Audrey was holding two potions, one for herself and the other for Susie.

It was obvious that Susie had not yet fully digested the "Candle Ink Scholar" potion and was still trying to become a learned dog.

"Susie, you need to work harder," Audrey said, somewhat disappointed. "Fols is now also a [Candle Ink Scholar]. You can't be promoted a month earlier than others and then be surpassed, right?"

Audrey tried to adopt a Russell-style teaching tone: "Recess time is for overtaking on the curve, not for playing with bone sticks or eating snacks."

Susie tried to emphasize, "I don't understand what you mean, Audrey. I'm just a dog."

"That's why you need to study even more." Audrey took out a thick stack of books. "This is 'Five Years as a Dog, Three Years as an Adult' that I bought from Mr. Devil. I hope you can finish it all within a month."

"Woo..." Susie tilted her head and made a cute whimper, indicating that she didn't understand what Audrey was saying.

In fact, as a "spectator", Susie often only needs a small hint or even a glance to understand what her master wants her to do.

However, it would occasionally pretend not to understand and just lie there motionless.

Just like it is now.

I'm just a dog and I don't understand your human language.

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Winter County in the north of the Kingdom of Loen.

A black Gothic church with a pointed roof stands on a vast expanse of snow-covered mountains.

There was a cliff in front of it, and everything around it was white, without any sound at all.

This is the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Night, the Tranquil Church, commonly known as the Holy Church.

Leonard Mitchell, with his black hair and blue eyes, put on a black windbreaker, red gloves, and walked out of his room.

Just now, he completed his promotion to Nightmare. However, he had not yet had the opportunity to participate in the operation after successfully being promoted and stabilized. He still had some training and so-called mystical courses to go.

Rounding the corner, Leonard saw a staircase leading down and saw Captain Dunn Smith, who was wearing a black windbreaker and had a pair of deep gray eyes.

He reached out and patted Leonard on the shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement.

He took two days off this week to watch Leonard's promotion. The team was temporarily led by Old Neil, who was promoted to a combat scholar.

Although Dunn is the captain of the Tingen City team, he can still take two days off.

As a captain-level church member, even without a Red Glove, he was still qualified to enter the Holy Temple. Leonard smiled and hugged the captain. Suddenly, he saw Klein Moretti, who had a slightly scholarly demeanor, behind the captain.

He stood there, looking at him with a smile and nodding to him.

Leonard opened his mouth to say something, but he only tilted his head back slightly and sighed, "Captain, my memory seems to be getting worse."

"I've forgotten that Klein is gone..."

Dunn patted Leonard on the back comfortingly: "You need to distinguish between reality and dreams now. This is the biggest problem Nightmare needs to face."

"I understand, Captain." Leonard nodded, said goodbye to Dunn, and went to the "Red Gloves" training base.

From this point on, everything was confidential. Even Captain Dunn Smith couldn't sit in on this meeting.

As they walked, Leonard's eyes became more and more determined.

Ins Zangwill, this is the power I gained by sacrificing my dignity...

Lanevus is a lesson for you.

I must stir you up with my own hands!

He glanced at his right hand.

During this period, in addition to training, he also often went out to take on various tasks.

The bounty hunter's potion was almost digested.

He was confident that he could fully digest the potion within the next two weeks and advance to the next stage of "Rogue One", which would allow him to become a double Sequence 7 magical girl.

As such, he believed that he could fight even against Lord Cecima who was holding the holy relic "Sword of the Goddess".

He even came up with a code name for himself: "Goddess Shovel".

Although he didn't know why he gave himself such a name, he unexpectedly felt it was appropriate.

Perhaps he was playing the night watchman in advance.

I walked down the stairs to the first floor of the church, knocked on the door and entered a small room.

There were chairs in the room, and some night watchmen wearing red gloves were sitting here and there.

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Another few days passed.

The waves are rolling and the vast Sonia Sea.

The "Blue Avenger" moved forward steadily without any shaking.

The Hanged Man, Alger Wilson, sat in the captain's cabin, holding a brass sextant with his eyes closed.

Silently, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Finally digested it..." Alger opened his eyes and raised his hands. The red veins on his hands bulged and radiated heat.

He threw out a punch casually, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard, with a force greater than any before.

His "Scorch Walker" potion was finally digested.

Alger, who was always deep in thought, couldn't help but leave his seat and pace back and forth in the captain's cabin, thinking about the future he longed for.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the heavy planks and the vast ocean and fell on an ancient and hidden island.

He let out a long sigh without any hesitation.

He raised the cup of Wastelander potion and made a toast, but he didn't know to whom he was toasting.

"Cheers." He said, raised his head and swallowed the potion.

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Time jumps and speeds up to two months later.

PS: The following words are not charged.

Do you believe in the Law of Aggregation of Beyonder Characteristics?

I admire the first person who consumed extraordinary properties.

Maybe it will get out of control?
klein.

Once I become proficient in it, I will definitely make you wake up.

Everyone has to go to Sefirah Castle eventually.