Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 463 Tarot Meeting (×), Spoils Division Meeting ()

“No, you can’t. Murder is illegal.” Audrey held up her index fingers and made an X in front of her. “The Augustus family, who symbolize order, should know a lot about the law.”

"If possible, I hope we can be more honest with each other."

Elsalis pursed her lips, revealing a slightly desolate and bitter smile: "You figured it out."

Audrey said nothing, she just nodded.

She never imagined that the third prince, Edsack, who had once pursued her, would turn out like this.

It is indeed very beautiful, but something just feels off.

"So why did you come to me for cooperation?" Audrey asked. "If it's just a matter of conflict, given Herwin Rambis's style of doing things, he must have offended quite a few people."

“Because your identity is suitable enough. And I can sense that Miss Audrey, you are also someone with an extraordinary destiny.” With his identity revealed, Edsack became much more relaxed. “That gentleman saved my life, so I am willing to trust those he approves of, and I also believe that even if the cooperation does not go through, you will not reveal my affairs.”

"Is it because of this invisible lady?" Audrey looked at the sofa not far away.

On the sofa, Triss's figure was slowly outlined.

“You are very perceptive, Miss Audrey,” Edsack praised sincerely. “If possible, regardless of whether this collaboration takes place, I hope we can become friends.”

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Susie, who was standing next to her.

The big golden retriever seemed to really like Edsack, its tongue lolling out and its eyes clear as it affectionately snuggled against Edsack's leg.

He was in a position where he could break her leg with just a little force.

“Of course, I also hope we can become friends.” After saying that, Audrey tilted her head slightly, looked away, and glanced at the exceptionally beautiful blonde girl in the dressing mirror. Then she looked at Edsard again, her face still bearing a warm smile.

"Hmm, perhaps we can indeed discuss the matter of cooperation."

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, streaks of deep red light rose up and solidified into different human figures on both sides of the bronze table.

The timeless silence above the gray fog was broken, and an indescribable vitality filled the magnificent ancient palace.

As soon as Justice Audrey regained her senses, she prepared to rise from her seat and bow to the person at the head of the bronze table.

Then she immediately noticed a person so short that they were almost completely hidden by the table, with only their shoulders and above visible. She instantly identified Hugh by their height.

Hmm, people are joining the Tarot Club quite frequently. Just last week, they added Emperor Roselle.

Suppressing her thoughts, Audrey greeted Mr. Fool as usual.

Good afternoon, Mr. Fool.

As the cheerful greetings faded, Audrey followed suit, and everyone except Serres and Roselle rose to greet Mr. Fool.

Among them, the new member codenamed "Judgment" immediately became a little shorter after standing up from his chair.

Then, Audrey discovered another problem:
Mr. Fool has undergone a subtle change compared to before.

This magnificent presence seemed to blend more harmoniously and uniformly with the entire palace, the entire space, and the vast gray mist, its aura becoming increasingly profound and lofty, radiating a feeling as boundless as the sky and the ocean, or like the whirlpool in a toilet bowl when flushing.

This feeling is beyond words; if I had to describe it, it would be like unclogging a drain with a toilet plunger.

No! Why would I think that?
Audrey shook her head frantically in her mind.

It must be because Mr. Devil often uses the bathroom as a metaphor for Mr. Fool's kingdom, which has corrupted her thoughts!

So, Mr. Fool has been resurrected and regained more power in the Kingdom of God? Audrey snapped out of her thoughts, her eyes shifting slightly, filled with curiosity, joy, and a touch of pride and arrogance.

During the brief moment of thought, Hugh and the other members introduced themselves to each other, and were successfully taken aback by Russell's identity.

After her self-introduction, the hermit Cattleya turned to the head of the long bronze table, bowed, and said:

“Dear Mr. Fool, I did not receive Russell’s Diary this time.”

"There won't be any more, right?" Klein glanced at Rosell and muttered to himself.

But he simply nodded, his expression impassive, and calmly replied, "Let's begin the transaction."

After a brief silence, Leonard glanced at Fowles and Emlyn, then faced Audrey and spoke first: "Nobody wants to make a deal? Well then, Mr. Moon, Ms. Magician, and Ms. Justice, let's talk about the payment for what happened before." "Uh, don't we need to request a private meeting?" Fowles was taken aback.

“That’s fine, but I think if we distribute the spoils, other attendees might be interested and want to trade with you.” Leonard shrugged. “Whether we discuss it privately or not is up to you.”

Loot? Hugh's attention was drawn to the word.

“I have no objection,” Emlyn said, shrugging.

Seeing this, Audrey and Fowles nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's talk about what we've gained this time."

Leonard raised his right hand: "First, there's the extraordinary trait. The extraordinary trait of the Corpse Collector Path, Sequence Nine to Sequence Five."

"Then there is a Sequence Four Night's Watch extraordinary property."

Sequence Four! What on earth did Fowles do?! Hugh was both surprised and alarmed.

"Then, let's set the spoils: some materials rich in prisms, several packets of incense and potions, which are respectively..."

"He wasn't carrying any extraordinary items. The only thing that was even remotely related to the extraordinary was a blasphemous card. It was the Hunter card."

Hugh felt a little uneasy and looked at Fowles with concern.

A blasphemous sign?

What exactly did Fowles do?
Could she have launched a night raid on the Ironblood Crest?
"Okay, that's all."

As Leonard uttered a word, Klein helped him materialize the corresponding item on the long table using gray mist. Soon, the bronze table was filled with all sorts of materials.

The tarot reading session instantly turned into a spoils-dividing party.

“You forgot one,” Emlyn suddenly interjected.

"What?" Leonard looked over in confusion.

Emlyn smiled and conjured something on the long table as well. It was a book with a cover featuring a beautiful girl with long black hair and wearing a schoolgirl uniform.

"The Beauty of Ruen Weekly"

Leonard's face immediately darkened.

"This isn't spoils of war, take it!"

"Hahaha." Emlyn laughed and took the book.

"What does this mean?" Xing asked curiously.

Emlyn held up the book in his hand and showed the cover to Xing.

“This is Mr. Star,” he explained with a smile, pointing to the cover.

Xing immediately gave a thumbs up, indicating that it was excellent.

Just as Leonard was about to continue his "spoils-dividing operation," he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were being watched by a wild beast.

He followed that gaze and saw Alicia's thoughtful expression.

What... what is this feeling...?

Leonard felt drenched in sweat.

Ah, this suffocating feeling like being entangled by a python...

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PS: Yay, Lao Zhai has finally gained extraordinary power!
There are actually people who believe that Lao Zhai can bypass computers and, like a puppeteer, simultaneously control dozens of people to attack one person.

This is so much fun!

I'm going to control you all right now, quickly vote for me with your monthly tickets!

(End of this chapter)