Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 223 Dog Licking Mirror

Tuesday afternoon, Backlund, in a secret room in the basement of the Steam Church.

Ikanser took off his hat, smoothed down his fluffy but not soft hair, and sat down in the first seat on the left.

Then, he took out the ancient silver mirror of Arrodes from the special pocket inside his clothes and placed it in front of him.

They came to discuss what happened some time ago, about the dream and the golden giant.

Archbishop Horamick, dressed in a white priest's robe, saw that everyone had arrived. He looked around and said gently, "Let's begin the meeting, Ikanser. You should start by telling us about what has happened recently."

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Klein was wearing a black windbreaker with a gray scarf wrapped around his neck. A brown kitten, also wrapped in a small towel, stood on his shoulder.

These two scarves were not bought, but knitted by Padu Miao.

The project is simple: gather a few balls of yarn and tie a knot at the ends. Then, place Padu and the yarn balls in a basin. Turn off the lights and let Padu scratch with his eyes closed for ten minutes.

Then, two towels, one large and one small, with exquisite patterns made their debut.

This is the correct way to open "Lucky Man".

This is Pritz Harbor, the largest and most prosperous port in the Kingdom of Loen.

Klein arrived at Rose Pier at the front of the harbor, carrying his suitcase and cane.

The White Agate was anchored there. Compared to humans, it was extremely large and was said to be able to carry hundreds of passengers.

This was the passenger ship that Klein chose to take on this voyage.

Although Serris would surely not refuse if he asked for a ship directly, even someone as poor as Klein would not feel comfortable being a beggar.

When two people are together, if one of them always takes without giving, then the two people are unlikely to become good friends.

After spending so much time together, Klein had already figured out Serris's views on things like "value" and "trading." He also understood what he should do if he truly wanted to engage in a mutually beneficial exchange of interests with Serris.

He didn't care about money, and collecting Beyonder Characteristics was purely a hobby. What he really cared about was "fun."

This was a vague concept, without a clear standard. No one except Cerus could judge whether something was "fun" to him.

But Klein, who had some understanding of "joy" to some extent, could vaguely guess.

His performance in the Tarot Club and the simulated universe seemed to be "fun" to Serris, and even his own increased strength seemed to be "fun".

Considering the "foreseen future" that Serris had mentioned when they first met, Klein believed that doing things that differed from Serris's "prophecy" might just be "for fun."

Klein stood below and glanced up at the steamship. He collected his thoughts and, amidst the undulating blue waters, stepped onto the ladder.

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In the Rhoside Archipelago, Serris, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes that were obviously out of place in the local area, casually dropped an anchor on the side of the road.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, turned his head to look in a certain direction, and a twisted arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hee, you can actually guess so much? You're really a sharp little kitty." Serris muttered to himself without caring about the strange looks from others, with an unusual red light in his eyes.

He was really curious. How long would it take Klein to guess that the world he lived in was a fictional world?
This is bound to be fun.

Serris suddenly raised his hands and patted his face, shaking off his slightly frustrated expression.

"Really? Why do I look so much like a Japanese yandere girl?" Serris muttered, "It must be because I was in contact with Hanabi for too long before." Then, he began to think seriously about whether adding a yandere personality to himself would make him more attractive.

Maybe he can pursue Boss Aha madly?

Fuck the female ghost star god of pleasure hard... It's exciting just thinking about it.

A patrolman who was driving away homeless people with a wooden stick on the roadside saw Serris behaving strangely and looked at his clothes and skin.

Then he immediately stepped forward, put away his short stick, stood up straight, put his legs together, saluted, and said in a panicked but enthusiastic tone: "Good afternoon, sir. How can I help you?"

Serris lowered his hand, glanced at him, and then withdrew his gaze in boredom: "No."

"Um, okay. Have a nice trip." The inspector lowered his head and bowed with a look of disappointment.

Serris was in a good mood and casually praised him, "Your Rune language is good."

The inspector immediately said excitedly, "Thank you, sir. I think I am half Loen, too."

Becoming a Loenese has always been his pursuit. He doesn't mind suppressing his compatriots. It's more like he's always been doing this.

"Do you really want to become a Loen person?" Serris became a little interested.

"Yes, sir." The inspector stood straight.

"Heh." Serris looked into the inspector's eyes and chuckled. "Really? Then maybe one day my dream will come true."

After saying that, he turned and left without paying any more attention to the patrol.

After taking a few steps, he pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and sent a message to Amon.

Prince Sow: "Please go to the East District and ask if there is anyone who wants to shed their original identity and become a patrol street girl in the colony."

Whoever is stronger is the real one: "OK."

Serris knew a little bit about the trick of soul exchange.

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On the deck of the White Agate, Klein saw nearly ten people gathered together, led by a middle-aged, portly gentleman with rosy cheeks and bright eyes. A gold pocket watch chain and a jewel-encrusted brooch could be seen on his double-breasted frock coat.

Next to him was a lady wearing a wide-brimmed round hat. Her face was completely covered by the hanging dark blue gauze, and her figure was maintained quite well.

In front of them stood two children, one large and one small. The younger was a boy, no more than ten years old, wearing a child-sized formal dress. The older was a vibrant young woman, fifteen or sixteen years old. Her features weren't particularly striking, but her brown eyes were quite lively. A hint of freckles and a fluffy, pleated skirt added a touch of playfulness to her.

Klein didn't pay much attention to it. He looked away, confirmed the room number on the ticket, walked into his cabin and closed the door.

The room was not spacious, just enough for a bed, a table and a cabinet, but not even a chair.

Its greatest asset was the windows, through which the sunlight from the harbor streamed in, casting pure golden spots on the table and bedside.

The sea was always rough, so there was nothing on the table. Klein could see himself in the mirror embedded in the wall behind the table.

This is a face that is about 70% similar to the "Zhou Mingrui" before he traveled through time, but it is more handsome and cold, and there is no slight fat on the belly.

As soon as I closed the door, a line of red, blood-like words suddenly appeared on the mirror on the wall.

"Great master, your loyal and humble servant Arrodes is at your service."

(End of this chapter)