Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 230: Spear of Scourge, Nicardoli

Klein felt as if a pair of hands were strangling his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He breathed rapidly, pursed his lips, and gritted his teeth, trying his best to control himself and not lose his composure.

"Calm down, Old Zhou. Calm down." Russell's voice suddenly exploded in Klein's ears.

The changes in Klein's body disappeared in an instant, vanished, and were undone.

Klein returned to his original state in an instant.

With red eyes, he took two deep breaths, raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously, forcing a smile.

"I'm sorry, I...I lost my composure. I didn't intend for this to happen."

"Of course, I understand." Russell's tone was surprisingly gentle, like an elder's. "I was the same way at first."

Russell said after a few seconds, "What a shame. If there wasn't a beautiful lady waiting outside, you should have imagined or conjured up a large-screen TV or a game console so we could all play and chat. That's true male romance."

Klein raised the corners of his mouth, trying hard to maintain a smile. "I'll talk to Serris later. Maybe we can get together alone."

"Relax a little, your smile is so ugly now."

Klein let out a long breath and used his clown abilities to force himself to maintain a normal smile.

At that moment just now, he even forgot that he could use his extraordinary abilities.

"Although it's inappropriate and inappropriate to say this," Russell tried to lighten the atmosphere, "but honestly, the way you nearly lost control just now was quite remarkable."

It's obvious that Russell is not good at comforting people, but his words did work.

It turns out that people will really laugh when they are extremely speechless.

"Thank you." Klein felt much more relaxed.

It seemed that Russell had twisted his silent laughter into a smile from the heart.

"I'm curious about how many extraordinary abilities you possess. It's amazing how you almost lost control. If you really lost control, I can't imagine what kind of creature you would become." Russell asked curiously.

"This is the first time I've seen something so... how should I describe it? A mess? A patchwork of ideas, perhaps? Or perhaps a hundred schools of thought contending, one after another?"

"Anyway, this is the first time I've seen such a relentless loss of control."

"I don't know either." Klein shook his head. "I still don't know what the mythical creatures of the Path of Pleasure are."

As a fortune teller, he knew that it was some kind of insect.

Seeing that Klein's emotions had stabilized, Russell continued, "There's no need to despair completely. You've lived in this era for quite some time. Think about your family and friends in this era."

"Like me, my eldest and second sons, Charles and Bonois, and my daughter Bernadette."

"Charles, he should be dead. As for Bonois, I have very complicated feelings about him. On the one hand, I'm indifferent, disappointed, and hate him, but on the other hand, I occasionally care about him secretly. I remember when he was a child, in those first few years after he was born, he was really cute."

When talking about this kind of thing, Russell's expression brightened visibly, and he became more talkative. As a father.

"My eldest daughter, Bernadette, is very beautiful and has been beautiful since she was a child. She is well-behaved and smart, knows how to be filial to her old father, love her younger brother, and cares for her mother."

"Anyway..." He spread his hands, "Perhaps you can start a family in this era and truly integrate into this world. There's no need to forcefully try to return to the past."

"I think Miss Justice is pretty good, and she has a pretty good relationship with you..."

"Uh, okay, Your Majesty. Stop, stop." Klein quickly stopped Russell, who seemed to be about to transform into an old lady at the village entrance.

"Alright, if you don't want to listen to my nagging..." Russell shrugged. "Privately, you can just call me Old Huang. There's no need to call me the Great Emperor. Although I'm hundreds of years older than you, we're actually of the same generation."

Russell stroked his beard. "Counting the countless years I've traveled through time, these few hundred years are so small they can be practically ignored."

"Okay." Klein nodded and agreed. "Then I'll call you Old Huang in private from now on." "Speaking of which, what's Serris's real name? I've never heard him say it before." Russell thought of another time traveler.

"Chen Ming," Klein replied. He had talked to Ceris before.

"Oh," Russell nodded, "It's not as nice as my name."

Old Huang, you really want to fight for everything.

Klein complained in his heart.

"Alright," Russell reached out and patted Klein, "Don't keep the lady outside waiting too long."

Audrey, who was observing pedestrians outside the alley, heard footsteps and turned around to see Russell and Klein walking out of the alley.

She was very curious about what the two of them talked about, but since he deliberately avoided her during the conversation, she would not ask.

Looking at Mr. World's current appearance, although she couldn't see anything, she intuitively felt that Mr. World seemed to have just cried.

This is both the judgment of the "audience" and the inference of the "previewer".

This suddenly made Audrey's mind wander.

Two men...enter a secluded alley...the younger one comes out crying...the older man's aggressive approach...

Before her thoughts drifted further and further away, Audrey forcefully retracted them and stopped daydreaming.

"Sorry for the wait, beautiful lady." Russell greeted Audrey. "I hope you won't be too bored."

"Of course not," Audrey nodded with a smile, "There are so many things worth admiring here."

"You're such a great audience member," Russell said, pointing into the air with a smile. "I believe you can go far enough."

"Thank you." Audrey bowed gracefully.

The three of them walked around the streets of Pinocchio twice.

Since this is a rest area specially prepared for them in front of the boss's room, all food is free.

The scene changed again, and the three of them came to the boss room.

A huge circular golden platform surrounded by buildings similar to ancient Greek dueling arenas.

"Oh? A new map?" Klein raised his eyebrows.

After being in contact with Xing for a long time, he sometimes uses some Internet terms.

A huge humanoid figure fell from the sky and landed on the other side of the platform, facing the three people from a distance.

He was covered in armor, the main body of which was white, and there was a golden, wing-like thing floating behind him.

"Cool!" Russell whistled.

"This new boss is really handsome." Klein nodded in agreement.

The new boss raised the weapon that looked like a sickle and a spear in his hand, and floating objects like wings behind him spread out to the left and right.

The voice was majestic and heavy, and the lines it spoke sounded vaguely familiar to Klein.

"I am Nicardoli, the Spear of Wrath. The bringer of chaos and the embodiment of strife."

"Remember, I am a necessary scar in this world!"

(End of this chapter)