Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 273 Frank's Mushrooms Have Disappeared
The tarot session fell completely silent.

Everyone is looking to the world.

The world is looking at the cover.

One second, two seconds.

Someone let out a quiet gasp of surprise.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to suddenly become even more oppressive.

Fowles lowered his head further and further until it was completely hidden behind the book.

A few seconds later, the world reached out its hand:
"Show it to me."

"Okay...okay." Fowles shakily pushed the book along the table towards the world.

The world took the book, opened it, and quickly turned the pages one by one.

The book is very detailed, recounting the stories of the Five Seas Wild Rose's encounters with various female pirate generals at sea. It contains many detailed descriptions and difficult-to-express passages.

Klein was deeply shocked. He didn't show it outwardly, but inwardly he was already muttering to himself.

Tell Old Man Pa, I want to eat Dipsy's pie...

“You remember it very clearly,” Klein remarked casually.

Fowles froze on the spot.

not good!

I should have left some blank spaces and added some random text...

“Because… I’ve read it several times. You know, this book… is really well written.” Fors’s mind raced, and in this life-or-death situation, he immediately came up with a perfectly reasonable answer. “And… and I also drank the [Candle Scholar's] potion! My memory has become exceptionally good!”

"Hmm." World nodded and said nothing more.

Audrey watched this scene and quietly analyzed it.

This behavior clearly indicates that the book was written by Fowles. But if she was so afraid, why would she release it? It doesn't make sense.

Audrey tried to put herself in Fowles's shoes.

Because there are benefits to be gained. A benefit that... is worth even offending Mr. World.

Audrey nodded silently, but she wasn't worried.

Having spent some time with Mr. World in the simulated universe, Audrey knew that although he looked scary, he was actually quite gentle inside.

At least Fowles' life is not in danger.

After quickly flipping through a section, Klein's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly.

Even setting aside some details that are difficult to describe, this book still has many problems.

Big problem!

For example, the first chapter of this book clearly states that Gehrman Sparrow is a member of the Klein family. This essentially exposes his background.

Later, Gehrman, dressed as a woman, infiltrates the "Black Death" and encounters the disease.

Klein did indeed plan to assassinate General Tracy, who was suffering from the disease, in the near future.

call.

Klein closed the book and took a deep breath.

"Who is the author?" Esperanto asked Fowles gently. "Don't be afraid, just tell me."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

This unusual tone frightened Fowles even more.

She shook her head frantically: "I don't know."

"So... are you the author?" The topic suddenly shifted.

"No!" Fors immediately denied, his brain racing.

Brain! I'm fucking ordering you to move!

In that instant, Fors felt that his intelligence surpassed that of Roselle.

This is the instinct for survival in living beings, the desire for life of a drowning salted fish.

“Mr. World,” Fowles suddenly became self-righteous, “Look, I’m so scared, and I still showed it to you. That makes it even less likely to be me! If it were really me, I wouldn’t need to show it to you, would I?”

The more she talked, the more sense it made.

Yes, as long as she doesn't say it, who would guess that it's because of a system task?
She straightened her back. Seeing the magician girl suddenly become confident for no apparent reason, Klein changed the subject.

"Then why do you think this is about me?" World tapped the book cover. "I shouldn't have told you anything about myself."

Fowles choked up.

“Um…it’s…spiritual intuition…” Her voice trailed off.

Klein sighed inwardly and controlled the world to withdraw his gaze.

"Never mind, everyone has secrets."

"Let's make a deal. Give me the original copy of this book later, and the price... I'll pay for the Sequence 8 and Sequence 7 of your Memory Potion."

"If you feel it's not enough, you can also make your own requests."

Enough! That's more than enough!
Fowles nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay."

[Congratulations, host, on completing the mission and satisfying your adventurous spirit.]

[Reward received: a quarter-penny coin.]

Fowles felt his head buzzing.

what?
A quarter penny?

You damned bastard! You won't even give me a penny!

Fowles broke down.

I risked my life, and in the end I didn't even get a penny!

Fortunately, they obtained potions ranging from Sequence 8 to Sequence 7, at the cost of only the original manuscript of the novel.

Actually, it's not a loss; in fact, it's quite a profit.

She let out a long sigh of relief.

Never mind, that works too.

After exchanging ideas for a while, the tarot session came to an end.

After a heated debate between the Sun, Derrick, and the Moon, Emlyn, about which history—the "Silver City" or the "Vampires"—was more complete, Klein smiled slightly and ended the gathering.
See you next week, everyone.

“As you wish.” Justice Audrey immediately rose and bowed. The others were not much slower, including the Hermit Cattleya and the Priestess Alicia.

Everyone except Padma was sent back to the ground. Klein and Padma stayed on the gray fog, waiting for the magician Fowles to sacrifice the original novel.

…………

Back in reality, Star General Cattleya glanced at the broken planetarium on her desk and carefully recalled what had happened at the party earlier.

It has at least three members who can be called "great beings". The strength of the priestess and the wheel of fate is questionable, and the others are probably not too strong.

Cattleya made a basic judgment.

After a few seconds of silence, she took out a pen and paper and carefully wrote: "Someone has been consciously collecting the Emperor's diary recently."

She dared not mention the Tarot Society in her letters, nor reveal any information. Fearing punishment, she could only offer reminders based on things that could be easily discerned in ordinary circumstances.

Judging from the codename "Mr. Devil," he might be an angel of the demonic path, a "Blood Duke," possessing a strong ability to resist malice.

He can immediately detect even the slightest negative thought that anyone might have towards the Blood Duke.

Although it didn't look like it, Cattleya didn't dare to let her guard down.

After writing and folding the document, he took out an exquisitely crafted harmonica that looked like it was made of gold and that he always carried with him.

She left the room, intending to temporarily leave the Future to summon the messenger of the "Mysterious Queen".

The reason for not summoning from the ship is that ever since Frank's teacher boarded, the messenger has never dared to board the Future again. The only way to summon the messenger is to leave temporarily.

However, this was not a complicated matter for her.

Just as she was leaving the room and preparing to take flight, Cattleya suddenly saw a flustered Frank.

"Frank, what's wrong?" Cattleya suddenly had a bad feeling.

“Captain, three mushrooms are missing,” Frank replied.

Cattleya's brows furrowed immediately, because this definitely wasn't referring to ordinary mushrooms, but rather the mushrooms that Frank had activated and made into crew members.

"Which three?" Cattleya asked.

“Bamboo mushrooms, a delicacy enjoyed by tourists in spring and autumn,” Frank replied.

(End of this chapter)