Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 216 The Idol of the Jackdaw
Although it is not impossible for two Sequence Sixes to kill a Sequence Five by surprise.

But it's worthless. Killing the "Dream Walker" has no value other than venting anger.

The two evacuated quickly through a route planned in advance. They were very nervous along the way and were ready to shout "We admit that the beauty of the pure goddess Idrila is unparalleled" when they encountered danger, so as to refresh the wild pure knights on the roadside.

Looking at Edessak, Serris instantly read the scene at that time.

"Will you feel angry? Will you feel it's unfair?" Cerus asked half curiously and half teasingly.

"Angry? Of course I am." Edessak forced a smile. "I didn't expect them to think I was so worthless, something they could discard at any time."

"But I don't think there's anything unfair about it. After all, I've always enjoyed the privileges of the royal family. Even if I'm really abandoned, there's nothing I can do about it..."

"It's like..." Edessak thought for a moment, "It's like pigs raised on a farm. Normally, they're fed without doing any work, so when they're slaughtered, they have no right to complain."

He tightened his hooded cloak, seeming a bit cold. "It's just that I didn't expect... Although it sounds a bit hypocritical to say this, it's true that I still feel a little lonely and desolate..."

Loneliness. Serris chewed on the word, then continued with a smile, "So what's next? What will you do after you gain enough power? Will you come back and destroy the royal family?"

Edsak smiled like a good gentleman: "How could I have such ability?"

Ceris locked eyes with Edessak for two seconds, then reached out and patted his shoulder. "I'm very optimistic about you, Prince Edessak... no, Captain Edessak. There's no need to fear the future. Calm waters don't breed good sailors."

"Thank you." Edessac looked at Serris seriously, "I also like what Emperor Roselle said."

The hand that Ceirris had placed on Edessak's shoulder froze for a moment. "Of course, he's always so philosophical."

Taking his hand back, Ceres tapped the side of the ship.

For a moment, Edessak felt as if he sensed the emotions of the ship.

It was a joyful and ignorant emotion, like a newborn baby rejoicing at its birth, although newborns do not have such emotions.

Edessak looked at Cerrius with a questioning look.

"I have awakened the machine spirit of this ship," Serris explained. "I believe you will get along well from now on."

"Thank you." Edsak looked down at the deck and thanked again.

When he raised his head again, Serris was gone.

The hull vibrated, and the Jackdaw autonomously broke away from the dock and headed towards the ocean.

Edessak felt that he could give it orders, and that it would obey his commands. This seemed to be the authority that Cerus had given him regarding the Jackdaw before leaving.

But he did not try to control the Jackdaw to stop because it was unwilling to stop and wanted to go into the deep sea.

The waves pushed the boat, the sea breeze blew on his face, and Edessak felt the slightly wet and salty smell in the sea breeze, and for a moment he felt a little excited.

then.

The Jackdaw shook twice and suddenly began to sink as if it had a leak. "Hey, hey, hey!" Amidst Edessak's terrified shouts, the Jackdaw sank completely.

In the distance, Cerus, who had walked away, touched his chin.

"Oh, I forgot to tell them that the Jackdaw is also a fan, and its idol is the Titanic."

When Cerus was free, he would tell stories to his creations. For example, he had told the story of the Titanic to Jackdaw before, which made Jackdaw very envious.

The Jackdaw has always believed that being able to sink in the ocean is a very romantic thing, even though it does have the ability to allow people on board to breathe normally underwater.

"Never mind. They're not Devil Fruit users anyway. Calm seas don't breed good sailors."

"I'm sure they wouldn't mind adding a little 'storm' to their sea voyage."

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On the other side, the Church of Mercy.

Sunday, feeling increasingly unreal, glanced at his palms and said, "It looks like you've almost reached your limit."

"Sorry, my abilities are limited." Klein said apologetically.

"This is not something to apologize for." Sunday's tone was as gentle as ever.

"Last night, the dream of 'Order' enveloped the city called Backlund. Ordinary people and some lower-Sequence Beyonders fell into a dream beautiful enough to satisfy them. There, they might fulfill their lifelong wishes or even meet their deceased loved ones."

Sunday said casually, "I can't stay here forever, so I left behind in my dream... the name and holy emblem of the 'Lord of Fools'."

He looked up at the Holy Emblem of the Fool hanging on the wall, his gaze fixed on the wine glass in the middle.

"I walked around the city and saw a tavern at the end of the world." Sunday suddenly mentioned.

"Uh...what's wrong?" Klein blinked.

"The Masked Fool... they may not be as friendly as they appear, but that's not always the case."

"I was a little surprised to see the Fool here at first, but after thinking about it, it's actually quite normal. Based on my research, this Fool looks more like the Candy Knight or the Sentimental Guardian. At least he's not as lawless as the Fool I know."

When Klein first heard the word "Fool," he thought it was referring to him. He wondered why he had opened the box on Sunday when he had hidden it so well.

Only after hearing the latter part did I realize that it was Serris who was being talked about.

"Does the Masked Fool have a bad reputation among you?" Klein asked.

Although he has been playing in the simulated universe for such a long time, to be honest, there are very few events related to the Masked Fool. Most of his understanding of the Masked Fool comes from Ceris's words and deeds and a few words in the simulated universe.

Therefore, he actually had a good impression of the Masked Fool.

(End of this chapter)