Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 222 Who are the cultists? (3.5k views)

[Dear Mr. Ron, Mr. A's gatherings are all signaled through newspapers. Coincidentally, the previous Extraordinary Gathering will be held as scheduled in three days.]

Heur put the equally unsigned letter into the envelope, stamped it with the lacquer seal, and handed it to the long-awaiting Mr. Habakak. Heur then let out a deep breath.

"Mr. Ron must be very busy, that's why he used such brief words!"

The girl had too many expectations and unnecessary confidence in her best friend.

Besides, it can't be that Mr. Ron is having fun with other women, so he has to write perfunctory letters to me, can it?

No way, really?

Mr. Ron is not that kind of person!

After taking off her pajamas and putting up her long, dark green hair, she summoned her personal maid to help her dress and groom herself. After having breakfast with her parents, Hazel took her own carriage to find her "little friend".

The origin of that note that mysteriously appeared in the book's inner pocket must be investigated thoroughly; the name of the "evil god" cannot be allowed to be passed down so easily.

Moreover, the format of that title is a three-part title, which is almost equivalent to that of the "Goddess of the Night" and the "Lord of the Storm"!

The Queen.

Inside the luxurious villa of Earl Hall.

"Sigh~ I wonder if those notes had any effect. They must have already noticed, right?"

Audrey Hall was overwhelmed with emotion, her delicate face displaying the anticipation and excitement of a young girl.

This traitor seems quite pleased to see the Tarot Club grow, and she has a strong sense of ownership about it.

That was a gathering under the watchful eyes of the gods. If she made any indelible contributions to the growth of the Tarot Society, the sense of accomplishment would be far greater than that from learning dance, practicing piano, or copying paintings.

After all, having a count father with vast wealth and great power in the kingdom caused Audrey a lot of trouble from a young age.

What is precious in the eyes of ordinary people may be something she could easily obtain by simply chatting at the dinner table or by charming her count father.

However, these easily obtained things and the comfortable life that could be obtained without paying a price caused this noble lady to lose a lot of happiness.

When you are born into one of the very top few people in the world, it means that you will lose many goals in your life. When you succeed at everything you do and don't even need to work hard, an indelible emptiness will arise in your heart.

Just like the endless banquets of the Loen nobles and the endless silver parties of the Intis nobles, these are undoubtedly products of this mentality.

Having money naturally leads to a desire for psychological superiority, and only by showing off to people of the same status can one obtain that immense spiritual satisfaction.

This is a problem that only the rich can understand and imagine!

"I now have a new goal: to become a powerful Extraordinary, and to expand the Tarot Society!"

An impossibly beautiful noblewoman strolled through her own garden, her beauty accentuated by the colorful flowers.

"Sigh~ But these two things can't be accomplished in a short time. After all, I can't just use money to make the Tarot Club grow and expand. It's a mysterious and extraordinary gathering, and Mr. Fool certainly won't be satisfied with using vulgar money all the time."

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Audrey, who was even more concerned about the future of the Tarot Club than Mr. Fool, stopped in her tracks, puffed out her cheeks slightly, and dispelled the beautiful fantasies about the future in her mind.

"Audrey, you seem to be troubled by something?"

Some awkward Rune language came from the golden retriever beside the noble girl.

As a dog with a rich owner, Susie didn't understand Audrey's complicated thoughts.

After all, it's just a dog.

"It's nothing, Susie. Actually, in a strict sense, it's a good thing."

Audrey Hall pursed her lips, squatted down, and looked at her beloved dog earnestly.

"Miss, Miss Hazel has come to visit."

Just then, Audrey's personal maid, Anne, rushed over, causing Susie to stop talking and quickly switch to "I'm just a dog" mode.

"Hayr?"

The noblewoman asked in confusion, because today didn't seem to be the day she had arranged to discuss the occult with the other party.

"Yes, Miss Hazel seems to be in a hurry, as if she has something important to tell you."

"Is it urgent, something urgent?"

Upon hearing Anne's words, Audrey Hall was slightly startled. As a "mind reader," she naturally guessed Hazel's possible purpose in coming.

This must be the discovery of her hidden name, belonging to Mr. "The Fool," inside the book.

However, the other party's reaction was different from Miss Mind Reader's speculation. Hazel and Mr. Ron had a close relationship. Did she come to see me because she discovered something, or did Mr. Ron tell her something?

In that instant, the noblewoman suddenly felt a sense of shame, as if her disguise had been stripped away.

However, if that were the case, Hazel should have found an opportunity to tease me privately, why would she rush over here?

A look of confusion crossed her jewel-like green eyes, but the noblewoman immediately flashed an impeccable, elegant smile and said lightly:

"Okay, I'll go now."

Inside the reception room.

The girl with dark green hair took a sip of the Fermer coffee from the highlands. She unconsciously turned her head and glanced at the doorway from time to time out of the corner of her eye.

The light, quick footsteps grew louder, which eased Heyle's somewhat anxious expression considerably.

"Hazel, what happened?"

The noblewoman strode forward and asked her friend, as well as the subject of her extraordinary "experiment," with curiosity.

A look of confusion crossed her face, as if she were genuinely puzzled.

Sigh~ Audrey, you're getting more and more hypocritical.

After three seconds of silent repentance, the noblewoman revealed no flaws.

"Audrey, I've discovered something very, very serious, something that could even threaten our lives!"

When Hazel saw the noble lady, who was always reliable and sometimes even "enlightened" by her, come over, she immediately stood up, went to her side, and spoke in a low, very serious voice.

But before Audrey could analyze the statement, she suddenly grabbed the noblewoman's arm and whispered in a lower, more serious tone:

"I suspect that some of our friends are secretly worshipping and venerating evil gods!"

Her tone was so serious that the oblivious noblewoman looked surprised.

"Look, this is irrefutable evidence. Someone only recently slipped this paper into the book!"

A familiar note suddenly caught Audrey Hall's eye, causing her eyes to widen instantly and her mind to go blank for a moment.

This was the note she had prepared, printed with the honorific name of "The Fool".

"Huh, huh?"

The "mind reader" could no longer maintain the audience's attention and uttered foolish voices questioning the meaning of life, because judging from her friend's behavior, what she said was actually the truth.

This shows that Heyole had no idea about Mr. Fool!

"Could it be that she only knows Mr. Ron on one hand?!"

At that moment, the noblewoman realized she had made a foolish mistake and wished she could disappear into the ground.

"Audrey, don't be afraid. Although this is a very serious matter, there is no immediate danger."

"I need your help. Together, we'll find this cultist hiding among us and then hand him over to the Inquisition of the three major churches for trial!"

The "cultist" Zheng Yi's lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw his friend's clear and innocent eyes, he swallowed his words back.

"Hazel, how did you determine that there are cultists hiding among us?"

The noblewoman, her face contorted with a slight muscle soreness, feigned ignorance and asked in return.

She had disguised the paper well enough to slip it into this old book. She couldn't understand how Hazel had discovered the clues and was so sure that it had only been inserted recently, not decades ago.

"Audrey, my extraordinary ability is so convincing that no one will notice!"

Upon hearing this, the girl with dark green hair smiled and boasted smugly.

"That works too?"

The noblewoman pursed her lips, but didn't say a word.

"Don't worry, Audrey, I'll protect you. Our priority right now is to find that 'cultist.' We can try to persuade him not to do such a dangerous thing!"

I am not a cult member.

Muttering to herself, Audrey Hall looked at her somewhat bewildered friend and asked curiously:

"Hazel, who do you think could it be? Hugh or Fors?"

"Audrey, I think they are both very unlikely suspects. Although they are extraordinary, they did not have the opportunity to tamper with Viscount Grynt's library."

After a moment's thought, Heyle gave her initial conclusion.

"Could it be Viscount Grelint?" the blonde, blue-eyed girl asked curiously again.

"No, he doesn't seem like it either. Viscount Grelint is still an ordinary person. If he were a cultist, why would he care so much about the affairs of extraordinary individuals?"

Rubbing her head, the dark green-haired girl once again gave her conclusion, but at this moment, she suddenly froze, looking incredulously at Audrey Hall, who had a "dumb" expression on her face.

She gripped Audrey's arm tightly, her eyes filled with utter shock and the pain of being betrayed by her friend.

Hey Audrey, why did you have to be so talkative!

Upon seeing this, the noblewoman's heart pounded wildly, and she felt that she would be exposed in the next second.

"Audrey, it wasn't me!"

Suddenly, Hazel shouted.

"what?"

"Audrey, you don't doubt me, do you? Think about it, if it were me, why would I expose myself like this?!"

Seeing Hazel's almost tearful expression, the noblewoman felt as if she had been struck by a giant hammer, her heart sinking with guilt for deceiving an honest person.

Her best friend didn't even doubt herself, which shows how much trust she had!

I'm sorry, it's actually me, Audrey. You're really going too far. Since becoming an Extraordinary, you seem to be getting better and better at lying.

A pang of guilt caused the girl's beautiful face to flush slightly, her shy demeanor hidden from view. She pursed her lips, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

"Hayor, I have no doubts about you. Think about it, if you were a 'cult member,' you would be the one who hides the deepest and is least likely to be suspected!"

The dark green-haired girl paused for a moment, her eyes suddenly turning suspicious. She moved closer to the noble lady again, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

"I understand, Audrey!"

"You mean Susie is a cult member? I suspected that dog was suspicious a long time ago. Not only was it behaving suspiciously, but it was also unusually intelligent for a dog, and it would even stalk me from the corner!"

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Mr. Fool, please save this fool!

Audrey Hall put one hand to her forehead, having given up all hope for Hazel's intelligence.

It's not that Heyle is to blame, but rather that Audrey's image in her mind was simply too perfect.

How could someone so perfect and considerate be a cult member?!

(End of this chapter)