Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 210 Finally fooled

On a street deep in the East District.

An old man was hurriedly returning to his rented apartment, holding a ham in a paper bag.

The old man's name was Old Kohler, and about two months ago, he was just a homeless man. But in the last two months, he met a kind detective and became his informant who helped him collect information about the East District.

The detective called himself "Charlotte Moriarty", but old Kohler felt that this was a fake name.

After all, no private detective would use his real name when going out.

Invariably, with the help of this Sherlock Holmes detective, his life has improved. For example, the paper bag he holds in his hand. He likes to call it a "New Year's gift."

Walking quickly home, Old Kohler looked around cautiously, fearing that those hungry, wolf-eyed people would pounce on him and steal his "New Year's gift." Fortunately, no one did, because the smog seemed particularly strong today, forcing the homeless people to hide early.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the color of the surrounding environment had changed. His vocabulary was not sufficient, otherwise he would probably have used words like "stained with a filter" to describe it.

But he didn't need a high level of education or a wide vocabulary. He just felt that the color of the light shining down from above his head had changed, becoming a little pink.

But this was not his illusion. If he looked up at this moment, he would notice a pink, hood-like object covering the sky above the East District, making it difficult for the smog concentrated in the East District to spread.

Although there was still a lot of light yellow mist overflowing, it had played the most restrictive role possible.

As he walked, he felt that the fog around him had become much thicker. The church bell tower that was originally clear not far away was gradually swallowed up by the mixture of light yellow haze and iron black colors. Even the pedestrians around him were only blurry shadows if they were more than ten steps away.

Old Kohler instantly felt like he was forgotten by the world, and subconsciously raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose.

"Why does the fog smell so bad today?" he muttered, quickening his pace.

One step, two steps, three steps, old Kohler suddenly felt his face getting hot and his forehead seemed to be burning.

He seems to be ill.

This made his steps stagger slightly and his vision blurred.

He stumbled forward a little unsteadily, but did not fall to the ground as he expected.

Old Kohler felt as if he had hit something like a piece of iron, but it didn't hurt.

The paper bag in his hand fell off and was caught by another strong hand.

In a daze, he heard someone talking in his ear.

"Please try to stay awake, old man. Come, repeat after me, 'The Beauty of the Pure Goddess Idrila is Unparalleled.'"

In a daze, old Kohler felt as if someone was carrying him up.

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Inside an apartment building on the edge of the East Side.

A middle-aged laundry worker hung up the last piece of clothing she had just washed, waiting for it to dry.

She looked at the sky outside. The fog outside the window had become so thick that she couldn't tell the time.

Without the sun, it will undoubtedly take longer for clothes to dry, but it’s not so bad during this period because there are fewer customers and the space needed to dry clothes is not as scarce.

But finishing work too early is not a good thing. It does not mean that you can rest. It only means that you have not worked enough and your income is insufficient.

The laundry worker, Liv, took a breath, turned, and gave a few words to her eldest daughter, Freya, who was wiping her hands and glancing at the vocabulary book in the next room. Then she headed for the front door, intending to see if there were any other places that needed temporary maids.

But when Liv opened the door, she found it was blocked. Crystal-like pink crystals blocked the door, preventing her from leaving.

Looking back, I saw that the windows and ventilation ducts were blocked by similar crystals.

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It was rare to see the Mercy Church full of people.

The door was open, but the yellowish haze stopped at the door, as if blocked by some invisible force.

The worn-out seats in the large prayer hall were already full, and the extra people could only stand or squat in the corners.

These small number of people are passers-by who temporarily hide in the church because they cannot see clearly in the heavy smog or because they feel unwell.

A slightly larger number of people came from surrounding church schools and some semi-charitable factories invested by churches.

In most parts of the Kingdom of Loen and even the world, teachers and staff at Sunday schools have all received specialized training. They are well aware that they need to go to church if they encounter unusual situations.

The largest group came from two busy figures, one red and one pink.

The two men were like fishermen going out to sea, and from time to time they would go out and carry back a sack of seafood.

Every time they came back from outside, they would bring back five or six people at a time, either on their backs, shoulders or arms. When they passed by houses with people in them, they would block the doors and windows with the power of life.

Although Alicia's [Flawless Dome] barely slowed down the spread of the smog, its effect was quite limited. After all, she was not good at this kind of operation.

Serris leaned against the podium at the front of the prayer hall, watching the noisy crowd and the two busy people coming and going. He didn't offer any help, nor did he stop them, just watching quietly.

However, no matter when the people in the church came in, what their physical condition was when they came in, or whether they were infected with any disease, no disease broke out in this church.

He had joined and experienced most of the factions in the Collapse Iron World, including the rich factions such as the Medicine Seeker, the Herbalist, and the Ecological Manager.

Although most of them only stayed for a few days or less than a day, it would still be too embarrassing if the disease really broke out in his territory.

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Inside the underground building, Klein gradually felt overwhelmed as he fought against the "Law Mage".

He was only able to engage in a brief back-and-forth exchange with the demigod in front of him because he had taken the initiative during the initial outburst. However, soon, Klein felt more and more restraints being placed on him. Some of them came from the active release of the "Law Mage," and some came from the laws of the Kingdom of Loen itself.

He could sense that as he disobeyed the restraints, either unintentionally or passively, the strength of the "Law Master" in front of him became increasingly stronger, and the majesty emanating from him almost suffocated him.

Klein, who had repeatedly resisted sentences like "imprisonment" and "exile," seemed to be marked, with the impact becoming stronger each time, and the release of targeted laws no longer required a "reason."

Because he has now "broken the law" too many times, and every resistance is undoubtedly "resisting law enforcement."

If it weren't for the fact that Ince Zangwill had been elbowing the air and the surrounding environment for some unknown reason, and hadn't just been pinned against the wall and severely insulted by a passing spiritual creature, leaving him unable to deal with Klein, Klein would have probably been eliminated long ago.

Even if he wanted to escape now, it would be difficult to do so, because the "Law Master" had already issued the law that "escape is prohibited from this place".

During this interlude, Klein was once again "imprisoned"

As Klein was subdued, the "Law Mage" once again raised the triangular spike and issued three laws in quick succession.

"No substitutes are allowed here."

"Fighting invaders is a good deed, and those who do good should be rewarded."

"To resist law enforcement is a crime, and the guilty shall be punished by death."

Klein instantly discovered that the distance between him and the "Law Mage," which was not close to him, had suddenly disappeared and was fundamentally erased. In other words, he "came" in front of the "Law Mage" and saw him raise his right hand.

In that right hand, pure light condensed and transformed into a blazing spear. At the front of the spear, two white wings stretched out, surrounding the tip like an angel.

This was a death judgment from a demigod. Klein could hear the heavy footsteps of death approaching.

An intense fear that did not exist surged from his heart, attacking his reason and trying to make him give up resisting the source and power.

However, Klein, whose expression was becoming increasingly grim, suddenly smiled.

Finally got fooled!
This was a killer move aimed at Klein, and it was also the opportunity Klein had been waiting for.

Ever since the "Lawmarch" began using punishments like "imprisonment" and "whipping," Klein guessed that the death penalty was likely to exist.

Therefore, Klein always kept a trick up his sleeve, pretending to accidentally violate the "law" and waiting for the "death penalty"!

The "Law Master" noticed the change in expression, and a moment of surprise appeared on his face, but the verdict had already been made, and even he could not reverse it.

A light breeze blew, and green, illusory Bodhi leaves suddenly appeared around the two of them.

The next moment, the spear pierced Klein's back.

Blood splattered.

The triangular spike fell to the ground, and the spear passed through Klein's body without any hindrance and fell to the ground.

The "Law Master" staggered back two steps and coughed up blood.

The imprint of "Tianhui" and the cycle of cause and effect.

(End of this chapter)