Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 206 was actually "opening a door" for the Outer Gods (3K)

I was so stupid, I should have realized it sooner.

I am the Fool, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog; I must maintain my dignity.

Under the threat of social death, "Fool" Klein pretended to be nonchalant and withdrew his gaze, which infuriated Ron.

His scalp tingled and cold sweat poured down his back. He had never been this nervous, not even when facing the offspring of an evil god, because he was just a hair's breadth away from experiencing the "joy" that Roselle had never known.

As for why Klein made such a connection, it's because Zillingus's information first appeared at the Tarot meeting, and Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man's reactions just now perfectly eliminated all wrong options.

This was neither done by the "three major churches" nor by the "Ruen military," so who else besides the Tarot Society would know about Qilingus's intelligence?

Even more coincidentally, according to his deduction, that little brat should be a high-sequence individual.

"Yes, he can still travel to the spirit world, and he possesses a level 0 sealed artifact. My current divination still has no effect on him!"

Cheating!

With another push of his toes, Klein felt so embarrassed that he wished he could carve out a large villa with a garden from this mysterious gray fog space.

This shameless fellow's mind raced, and he suddenly realized a problem.

"Wait a minute. I'm Mr. 'The Fool' now, not Klein Moretti. And what does my pretentious act as Mr. 'The Fool' have to do with me, Klein Moretti?"

"Besides, Klein Moretti is long dead. I am Sherlock Moriarty now!"

"Yes, that's right. I, Mr. Fool, am not familiar with that little brat at all. He doesn't even know me. In his eyes, I am a great being. Moreover, he prayed so devoutly every night recently. Is it wrong for me, Mr. Fool, to unilaterally accept that little brat as my benefactor?"

There is absolutely nothing wrong with that!!!

At this moment, Mr. Fool chose to play dumb to escape reality.

At the head of the long bronze table, the "Fool," shrouded in gray mist, shifted his posture without any tension or stiffness.

A slight smile played on his lips as he nodded slightly to the boy with wide, golden eyes, then gave him a look that left the blond boy to interpret.

???

Ron was a bit brain-dead watching all this, not understanding what this poor guy was trying to do by winking at him.

He was about to slap the bronze table, intending to draw everyone's attention to him, so as to explain the matter of the so-called "Fool's" followers.

However, just as he raised his arm, it suddenly stopped, hanging in mid-air, as if pulled back by something invisible.

The blond boy glanced around again, then pursed his lips and gave up on arguing with the "idiots."

"If I argue too much with idiots, doesn't that mean I'm on the same intellectual level as them?"

Pushing up his monocle, Ron muttered to himself, once again marveling at how Origin Castle truly lived up to its name.

Those monstrous things are truly something you must never touch. Haven't you seen how even the clever and witty noble lady has turned into such a bear-like creature?

Seeing the interaction between "The Fool" and "Fate," Audrey, the "Justice," pursed her lips and revealed an even more elegant smile, feeling excited that her guess was correct.

"Hmm... but Mr. Ron's body language suggests that he's quite resentful of Mr. Fool. Was he punished by Mr. Fool that day?"

"That's quite in line with His personality~"

"I'll try to visit Mr. Ron sometime soon. When I was observing him casually during my spectator phase, I noticed that his potion digestion seemed to be accelerating. I wonder if that's possible during my mind-reading phase..."

"Perhaps this has something to do with the fact that the other person is an angel?"

The impossibly beautiful noblewoman instinctively read the blond boy's body language, puffing out her cheeks as she thought to herself.

Above the gray fog, no one noticed the extremely awkward atmosphere, but Mr. Fool, with his thick skin and empathy, successfully withstood the incessant nagging gaze from the blond boy.

"Mr. Fool, I can only remember 6 pages of Emperor Roselle's diary right now, so please allow me to give you the remaining 13 pages in two parts."

Just then, Alger, the "Hanged Man" who hadn't noticed anything, used his memories to make rubbings of six parchment pages with clear traces of copying. He lowered his head to express his apology.

"This is nothing too important."

With a calm, unassuming voice, as always, "The Fool" adjusted his mindset and caused the six diaries to appear in his hands as if traveling through the spirit world.

He looked down and stared intently, examining the details closely.

Seeing the poor man's actions, Ron couldn't help but look at the Roselle Diary in his hand, as if he wanted to review or criticize the erotic content in the diary.

However, this time Russell's diary was different from the usual one. As Ron read it, he unconsciously pushed up his monocle.

Aside from some common-sense laws that he hadn't shared before, namely the conservation of extraordinary characteristics and the aggregation of extraordinary characteristics, there was another law that particularly interested the blond boy.

A poor fellow, trapped deep in the storm, lost in the darkness. He calls himself Mr. Door?

"Tsk, a door?"

Upon seeing this word, Ron's lips twitched, as he recalled his own "poisonous words" used to insult Deathly Ghost.

As the archenemy of the Old Celestial Venerable and the Old God, the blond-haired boy is busy searching for his own power while also looking for the power scattered by his two "good brothers".

He has already found one of the original powers, and the rest now all have their own masters, no more and no less.

The scattered authority of the dead is more difficult to deal with. He has only encountered the first sequence of Palesna and the "Angel of Time" Amon, whose name He has only heard of and whose avatars He has come into contact with.

As for the remaining "brainless" and "opening the door," there were no clues at all, but now, it seems, maybe, probably, perhaps he has stumbled upon them!

Russell is such a good guy!

Ron's golden eyes suddenly lit up, his heart filled with joy.

She felt that Russell, with whom she must have had a lot in common, was so kind and compassionate that he not only provided amusement by writing erotic content in his diary, but also recorded such important information.

Putting everything else aside, Ron is determined to be friends with Russell!

Lost in darkness and storms, communicating under the full moon, outside the real world.

Upon seeing these descriptions, Endless Wisdom immediately began to calculate the location of Mr. "Door".

After a while, the omniscient one had the answer.

Astral Plane or Abyss!

It's even more likely to be from the astral plane!

As for why such a conclusion is made, endless wisdom has its own reasons.

Russell's description of "being lost" is very interesting. In this world, where could the King of Angels, who holds the power of the "Gate," be lost?

Only the astral plane, separated from this planet by a barrier!

As for why Ron believed that this Mr. Door was the King of Angels, he guessed based on His title. The so-called "Fool" or "Red Angel" are not titles that one can claim to be without enough courage.

"Except for that one poor wretch, of course!"

The blond boy pursed his lips, memorizing the information. He planned to return to the real world and ask Medici, the King of Angels, who had lived long enough to know quite a bit.

Compared to the truly great being who could deduce most situations from just a few words in the diary, Mr. Fool was now scratching his head, completely baffled by Russell's diary.

"The Emperor is really something, couldn't he have written this in more detail?"

Klein silently muttered something to himself, then scattered the parchment in his hand and looked at the members of the Tarot Club.

"Ah, Russell's diary reminds me of something. I don't think I've shared any simple, common-sense knowledge with you!"

"Although some of you understand, and some only have a vague understanding, I still think it's necessary to tell you!"

With a slight nod, Mr. Fool chuckled and said this.

"Dear Mr. Fool, what kind of common-sense knowledge is this? I can buy it with money. No, I mean, I can exchange it for something of value."

Upon seeing that Mr. Fool was about to share some of the contents of Emperor Roselle's diary, Audrey "Justice"'s emerald eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly spoke up, attempting to slap Mr. Fool's cheeks with money.

Hmm. What Mr. Fool said about common sense might actually be considered high-level knowledge.

At that moment, Audrey Hall instantly thought of Mr. Ron, who was both arrogant and adorable, and of his boastful words about useless things.

"Mr. Fool, what price must we pay?"

Alger, the "Hanged Man," followed suit, equally eager to learn about the contents of Russell's diary.

"Ha, no need, it's just a trivial matter."

With a light laugh, Klein responded calmly and then began to recount the knowledge he had just acquired.

"Mr. Destiny shared part of this at the last gathering, and I'll simply summarize and add some points!"

Shameless!

Upon hearing this, Ron pouted, clearly unconvinced.

"Exceptional traits not only persist, but their numbers remain constant under similar pathways. In other words, as the number of high-sequence extraordinary traits increases, the number of low-sequence extraordinary traits decreases, and vice versa!"

"Besides this, the extraordinary characteristic of similar paths is that they attract each other, and there is an instinctive law of convergence."

"Mr. Fool, what is meant by similar paths?"

After "The Fool" Klein finished speaking, "Justice" Audrey discovered the key point hidden in his words.

The noblewoman smiled impeccably and politely asked the "Fool" at the head of the long bronze table for his advice.

"Hmph ╯^╰, similar pathways refer to pathways that can be substituted for each other in high sequences."

"This won't lead to madness or loss of control; just like a normal promotion, it won't place any extra burden on the extraordinary!"

(End of this chapter)