Mystery: A Spark

The reason Azik didn't agree immediately was mainly to find out who the real mastermind behind this was.

However, Azik never expected that this mischievous little guy would pull such a stunt on him, which truly broadened his horizons.

“Well, actually I’m not too sure either. I only know that he calls himself Narzdor,” Arthas replied.

“Narzdo?” Azik repeated the name softly, frowning.

"Well, besides that, I don't know much else."

Azik thought for a long time, then shook his head and said:

"I don't feel a sense of familiarity with this name. Maybe it's because I'm not familiar with it, or maybe I've forgotten about it."

He placed the puppy on the table, patted its head, and said:

"You can come to me once a week from now on, and I'll teach you some things. Also, I have some former subordinates who fought alongside me. One of them is currently serving as my messenger, and you can have the rest join the Scourge. They might be of some help to you."

“Thank you, Mr. Azik,” Arthas said happily.

……

Monday afternoon, 15 Minsk Street, Joewood District.

After having dinner and taking a nap, Klein arrived above the gray fog at the appointed time.

Two days ago, after attending the extraordinary gathering hosted by the old man with the eye of wisdom, he received a commission from an old gentleman named Miller Carter.

The old gentleman bought a house from a bankrupt viscount and was about to modernize it when he discovered that the house's basement led to a large underground structure.

Considering the potential safety risks inside, he temporarily halted construction, preventing the workers and servants from exploring rashly. Instead, he sought out the detective, Klein, hoping he could help ascertain the condition of the underground structure's interior.

After carefully performing a divination in the bathroom, Klein finally accepted the old gentleman's commission.

Of course, the generous compensation given by the old gentleman also played a significant role in this.

Klein's plan was to first conduct a simple exploration of the underground structure.

If the elderly man encounters a danger that is beyond the capabilities of ordinary people, then he should be advised to call the police.

However, to Klein's complete surprise, he hadn't gone far after entering the underground ruins when he keenly sensed a strong sense of anger and malice emanating from the depths of the underground structure.

Seeing that things were not going well, Klein decisively turned and ran.

After escaping the underground structure, he didn't hesitate to have Miller Carter call the police, showing no intention of ever entering the underground ruins again.

Afterwards, he originally planned to go above the gray fog to perform a divination on the underground ruins.

After thinking about it for a while, he probably gave up on the plan in the end.

Those two reckless experiences led him to divine the eternal blazing sun, which nearly burned him to ashes.

On another occasion, he divined the true creator, which caused him great suffering.

Although both divinations yielded positive results, Klein really didn't want to go through that again.

Judging from the anger and malice he sensed in the underground ruins, what was hidden there was likely to be very difficult to deal with.

While it's unlikely that he'd reached the level of the Eternal Sun or the True Creator, Klein really had no need to be so foolish as to divine the existence of that thing underground.

Since this thing has been there for so many years without any problems, there is naturally no need for him to go out of his way to provoke it.

The safest and most reliable approach is to have Miller Carter call the police and then have the official extraordinary individuals intervene.

At 2:50, Klein materialized a man wearing a hooded robe on the chair opposite the ancient long table.

Just like the previous attempts to create a clone, this man was stiff and lifeless, clearly not a real person, and could not fool the members of the Tarot Club.

However, Klein already has a solution to this problem.

He reached out and grasped the "All-Black Eye" he had obtained earlier, which had been corrupted by the true creator. With the help of its extraordinary properties, he saw that the dummy opposite him also had fine black lines floating outwards.

Then, Klein carefully allowed his spirituality to spread out through the "All-Black Eye," touching several of the illusory lines.

Suddenly, he felt a grasping sensation.

At that moment, as soon as he had a thought, the dummy immediately raised its hand.

This is the result of Klein's previous experiments; he can use the "Master of the Puppet" ability to create a fake Tarot Club member.

However, this approach is very energy-intensive and cannot sustain a second one.

Klein decided to use "The World" as the code name for this newly appeared dummy.

If "The Fool" is the beginning of the Tarot cards, then "The World" is the end, representing perfection and sublimation. Klein named his trumpet "The World" in the hope of having a beautiful beginning and an end.

From now on, many things he is unable to say or make requests can be handled by "the world".

This will greatly reduce the possibility of the "Fool's" image collapsing. A life with aliases, no, a alternate account, is a complete life... Klein secretly praised in a pleasant mood.

Soon it was three o'clock, and Klein reached out to the red stars below, pulling the other Tarot Club members above the gray fog.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~ This afternoon..." Audrey was about to greet each member of the Tarot Club when her gaze suddenly fell on the figure sitting at the very end.

It was a stranger wearing a hooded black robe, equally ethereal and hazy.

"Who is this?" Audrey looked at Mr. Fool with a mixture of doubt and delight.

Will Tarot experience a resurgence and grow stronger?

Could it be Hugh? No, Hugh isn't that tall. Could it be a newcomer that Mr. Fool recruited from somewhere else?

As Audrey's thoughts wandered, Klein leaned back leisurely and said:

"This is the newest member, Mr. 'World'."

At the same time, through his enhanced spiritual vision enhanced by the gray fog, he discovered that the surface color of "Sun's" astral body had become much purer, and judged that the other party should have already advanced to "Prayer of Light".

"Hello." "Justice" Audrey greeted him politely, scrutinizing the new member with curiosity.

She quickly "read" the relevant information from the few details that peeked through the hazy gray fog.

Mr. World was a reserved man, rarely making any physical movements, and always with a stern face... I wonder where he came from, Rune, Intis? Or perhaps a place abandoned by the gods like the Silver City? Audrey nodded thoughtfully.

"The World" did not respond to Audrey's greeting. He looked around and said in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. 'Fool' told me that I could issue tasks and collect materials here, is that right?"

“Yes,” Audrey, the “Justice,” nodded gracefully. “But you must wait patiently for Mr. Fool’s reading time to begin.”

"Miss Justice, you have quite the sense of ownership..." Klein thought with amusement.

At the same time, he glanced at Arthur discreetly, wondering what his fellow countryman would want as payment for assassinating Ambassador Beckeron.

Hopefully, it's not about money... Klein turned his gaze back to the "Hanged Man".

Alger Wilson, the "Hanged Man," remained silent and observed secretly as a new member joined the group.

At this moment, seeing Mr. Fool looking at him, he quickly and humbly bowed and said:

"It's still six pages this time. I'll give you the last page next time."

“Okay.” Klein nodded slightly.

The "Hanged Man" quickly gathered his strength, recalled the content, and expressed the strong ideas he had conveyed.

He quickly "wrote" six pages of the diary, only to see them suddenly disappear and appear in Klein's hands.

As the pages of the diary flowed before his eyes, Klein learned the general situation of Russell's three children.

The most noteworthy of these is Roselle's eldest daughter, Bernadette, because Zarathustra prophesied that she would become a great figure in the mystical world, but she would hate and betray Roselle.

This aroused Klein's considerable curiosity, partly about what kind of important person Bernadette had become, and partly about why Zarathustra would say she would betray Roselle.

However, since there was no further information about this matter in the diary, he had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and continue reading.

Subsequently, Klein learned some information about the Soren family from this diary, as well as that Rosell had participated in an extremely secretive organization that was hostile to the true creator, and that Rosell had created the blasphemous playing cards containing the secrets of Sequence Zero in order to disrupt the existing order and disturb the structure of the mystical world.

Klein was incredibly surprised by the information about Sequence Zero. He never imagined that as long as one took the corresponding potion, performed the proper ritual, and mastered the method of role-playing to digest extraordinary characteristics, an ordinary person could gradually become a true god.

However, in order not to make the members of the Tarot Club feel uncomfortable, Klein did not dwell on the matter for long and quickly controlled his emotions.

He made the diary disappear from his palm, tapped the bronze table lightly, and looked at Arthur, asking:

"Mr. Tank, you did a great job, taking care of Beckron in less than a week. What kind of reward do you want?"

Chapter 134 Catching a toad and squeezing out its pee

"Beckron is dead?"

Alger looked at Arthur with some surprise in his eyes.

Although he had always known that Mr. Chariot seemed to have a very strong background and power, he never expected that the other party would be able to kill a country's ambassador in less than a week.

An ambassador like this would certainly be protected by a considerable number of military officers, and the ranks of these officers would be quite high.

In this situation, the fact that the chariot could kill Becker so easily indicates that the opponent was either extremely powerful or had a very secretive method of killing, making it impossible for others to detect.

Upon hearing that Mr. Chariot had killed Beckeron, Audrey immediately thought, "I knew it."

When she saw the news before, she had speculated that it was likely done by Mr. Chariot or Mr. Hanged Man.

However, since Mr. Hanged Man is currently at sea, Audrey is more inclined to believe that Mr. Chariot was responsible.

Alger looked at the Fool in the thick gray fog and said respectfully and humbly:

"I'm sorry, I just got the people I needed, so I couldn't help."

"This is a request, not a favor, so don't worry about it." Mr. Fool chuckled and turned his gaze to Arthur again.

At the same time, he was praying frantically in his heart, hoping that his fellow villager would give him face and not make a request that he could not fulfill.

However, his hopes were destined to be dashed.

Arthur pretended to think for a moment, then looked up at the head of the bronze table and said respectfully:

"Mr. Fool, please forgive my disrespect. I know your reward cannot be measured in money, but I have recently encountered some financial difficulties, so..."

He paused for a moment, making Klein feel the pressure, before speaking:

"So I want to use this achievement to exchange for nine thousand gold pounds."

Nine thousand... gold pounds?

When Klein heard that Arthur wanted to offer money as a reward, he realized that something was wrong.

When Arthur announced the specific numbers, Klein's heart shattered into nine thousand pieces, completely beyond repair.