Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 265 Have you ever heard of Mr. Fool? (3.6K)

"About a month ago, someone from the secret society suddenly claimed that Zarathustra is the 'mysterious god,' who has not only returned to the real world but has also secretly advanced to Sequence Zero, presenting various pieces of evidence!"

"At the time, many within the Secret Order chose to believe, after all, with the loss of their leader, the Order's position in Intis was increasingly precarious, and its annexation was only a matter of time!"

"Does anyone know what's really going on? Did Zarathustra really succeed? Did He fool everyone, including Roselle Gustav, and even the Seven Gods?"

"Tsk, they're quite good at nesting dolls."

Upon hearing about the exact same method used in his own "Mother Tree of Desire," Ron's expression became complicated for a moment, and he sighed inwardly.

Compared to "the original creator" Ron, he was actually more wary of "the Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity".

The former's authority has been replaced, and even the "True Creator," who is in the worst condition, is only half-mad, so barring any unforeseen circumstances, he can't cause any trouble.

The latter, although it does not have a sequence zero, is not in good condition for those at the top of its three pathways.

Needless to say, Amon is very energetic, but his personality is too similar to that of the Dead Ghost.

Needless to say, "The Door" was in a semi-mad state and didn't have children, which was something Ron admired.

As for the "Fool".

Ron of the Antigonus family also learned something from Medici. According to his deduction, the "half-fool" was probably in the hands of the goddess of night, fighting against the "will of the celestial being" in a dream.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the Celestial Venerable can influence the extraordinary beings through which his pathways are located.

The only problem now is how to handle this matter so that the Dead Ghost doesn't benefit from it, and so that it remains completely unaware and feels that it has successfully deceived everyone, lest this guy cause any more trouble.

In that instant, the blond boy's mind was filled with the "Thirty-Six Stratagems of Russell," including trickery, deception, and so on.

"Ha, Zarathustra may be the 'God of Mysteries,' but the 'God of Mysteries' may not necessarily be Him!"

After a moment's thought, Ron Sothos adopted a very serious demeanor and warned him in a cryptic tone.

But upon closer examination, his warning is chilling.

"Uh, Mr. Time, what does this mean!?"

The old man, dressed in a black robe and with a beard that dragged on the ground, twitched his eyelids and asked in surprise.

"Tch~ It means exactly what it says. The secrets of the sequence pathway are far deeper than you imagine..."

"You can refer to the relationship between the Goddess of Night and the Primordial Moon. Both of them wield the power of the Red Moon, but their different titles point to different beings."

"you understand me?"

The boy revealed a meaningful smile, a smile that looked awkward no matter how you looked at it, making everyone at the gathering's hearts skip a beat and their minds race.

This description likely indicates that another unknown "evil god" has arrived in the real world, and it is likely to be just as bizarre and terrifying as the "primordial moon"!

"Mr. Time, are you saying this mysterious god is an evil god!? He's impersonating Zarathustra, the leader of the secret order!?"

The old man nearly ripped off a large clump of his beard before finally figuring out the anomaly that occurred during his divination and the bizarre "correct" answer.

As an "ancient scholar" and a high-ranking member of the Secret Order, he was active even before Rosell was born, so he had a deep understanding of Zarathustra.

That guy is always mysterious and speaks vaguely. He rarely shows himself, even to his own people. When giving instructions, he gives a hint and then leaves you to guess.

In the end, you will find that you have unknowingly become His pawn. You know nothing, yet you have passively helped the other party achieve their goal.

However, the God of Mystery's high-profile style and his unpretentious attitude always made him feel a little uneasy.

Does he lack the air of a charlatan or is he still a fortune teller?

This question had been lingering in his mind.

Even if Zarathustra returns, He will not claim to be Zarathustra. At most, He will create a Mystic and make it public, or simply give relevant revelations.

"Isn't this obvious? Besides, I know the 'high-ranking' one from the fortune-telling path; I even played a game with that guy yesterday!"

The blond boy shrugged, insisting that the "mysterious god" was an evil god, while "inadvertently" revealing himself as a high-ranking person who knew the "diviner" path.

I played a game... and you seem to be implying something...

"You mean Zarathustra did succeed, but his condition wasn't good, so he became the target of other beings, shaking His anchor!?"

The old man thought to himself, "History," but then he grasped the key point and immediately asked a question.

Only this explanation can explain why the "God of Mysteries" would target the Secret Order!

His intention to deal with their leader is self-evident.

"I don't know about that. The guy I know is very mysterious, loves to act like a ghost, and speaks in a vague way. Who knows what his real identity is?"

"However, His status is high enough, and He is not called the so-called mysterious god."

"Yes... I meant Source Castle and its pauper charm..."

The blond boy muttered to himself, and guided the other party further according to the general plan he had just come up with.

"Mysterious...pretending to be supernatural...vague...these adjectives are very apt..."

"And to have this being, who is on par with true gods, acknowledge His status—could Zarathustra have truly succeeded?! No one should easily change their ways, except for a madman!"

"How did He do that?! What did He fool?! History or fate?! How come I don't know?! Have I been fooled?! But I feel the same as before!"

"Mr. Time, what is the name of the being you speak of? Or what is His/Her honorific name?"

Without a second thought, the old man, who came from a "secret society" and had seen the second blasphemous stone tablet, immediately asked questions, wanting to get more information.

"Heh, of course, you should know about Sequence Zero, 'The Fool,' right?"

"That being took this name as its title."

"A fool who doesn't belong to this era..."

"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog..."

"The King of Yellow and Black, who holds the key to good fortune..."

The name "Fool" is associated with the three-part title of honor within the Twilight Hermits.

As the rhythmic chanting filled the air, the exquisite and magnificent church seemed to dim slightly, as if a divine presence were watching over everything in silence.

Adam, who sat at the head of the stone table, looked up at Ron with some surprise, as if he remembered something, then looked away without making any comment.

Sequence Zero "The Fool"!

A new name in three sections!

If Zarathustra hadn't succeeded, how could he possibly use such a prestigious name!?

"It's not impossible that someone might be impersonating him... but who has the capability to bear the title of Sequence Zero and the corresponding three-part honorific name...? Even the ancestor of the Antigonus family was only known as Half a Fool... It's impossible for just any low-sequence individual to claim that title, is it?"

"Is that Amon? No, no one wears a monocle."

"Could Zarathustra really have the support of the Church of Night? How did He do that?!"

The high-ranking members of the "Secret Society" had almost shaved their beards off as he frantically searched through the fog of history, trying to find the corresponding figures.

But the more he thought about it, the less he understood, because among the great figures hidden in the long river of history, apart from their own leaders, it seemed that very few could accomplish such a thing.

In particular, the diviner's approach.

"Could it be that my secret society has truly prospered? No, time is guiding me; it's making me trust this 'Fool.' What is his purpose?"

"Sigh~ In short, neither side can be trusted too easily; it's time to take another risk and test the waters."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will be more careful in this regard!"

The old man, "History," nodded emphatically, expressing his gratitude, as if he hadn't understood Ron's meaning.

However, there was one thing he cared about: if "The Fool" really was that vague Zarathustra, then as the second-in-command, he might be able to gain some benefits, such as completing that harsh ritual and becoming an angel was not out of the question!

"Heh, don't mention it. I get along pretty well with that guy..."

Ron waved his hand with a smile, completely betraying Klein.

This was his plan: to replace the dead ghost with the poor ghost. So, after rounding down, all the forces that "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" had painstakingly cultivated would eventually fall into the hands of Ron Sothos.

He'll show off to the dead ghost when the time comes; just thinking about it makes him feel wonderful.

As for whether the dead ghost might have doubts behind the scenes, it's not worth worrying about. Praying to the "God of Mysteries" is the same as praying to the "Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity," so it's not surprising that one or two people "dialed the wrong number."

"Fool... if you can still see this being, perhaps you could try to bring Him into the gathering..."

Just then, a senior employee who had dedicated his life to the organization made a suggestion that won everyone's approval.

Even the "Imagination" angel at the very top of the stone table did not express any objection.

If such a great talent were to join, then the resurrection of the "Lord" would be just around the corner.

The so-called true creators are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs. It must be said that the term "invented" by Rosell is truly apt.

After this topic was put aside, the atmosphere of the small gathering relaxed once again.

Time ticked by, and just after the "giant" and the "scholar" reached a deal at sea, the blond boy raised his hand, drawing everyone's attention.

"Everyone, I want to know what important relics the Grim Reaper left behind, especially those related to the underworld!"

"Of course, I'm referring to sufficiently confidential information or clues; there's no need to mention the common, readily available information!"

He glanced around with a somewhat indifferent look, finally fixing his gaze on the "giant" that was over three meters tall.

"Warrior" and "Corpse Collector" are adjacent paths, so it is highly likely that the "Giant" is from the Church of the "God of War" and should know more about this.

"This gathering is great...it has all sorts of resources and connections...that poor guy still needs to work harder...but I can use the resources from this gathering to support the Tarot Club."

Spurring himself on, the blond boy spontaneously became a double agent, staring intently at the "giant," giving the big guy the unsettling feeling that he was about to be sold out.

For a moment his body stiffened, and the "giant" began to hesitate about whether or not to betray the church's secrets.

One second later...

"In fact, most of the high-ranking members of the 'Spirit Cult' are located in the Southern Continent, right in the ruins of the former Byron Kingdom..."

"However, if we're talking about important relics, I do have some very confidential information."

The seemingly honest but actually shrewd "Giant" did not hesitate and immediately revealed the information about the "God of War" Church. However, he did not go into details because the price had not yet been agreed upon.

What do you want?

Hearing the implication in the "giant's" words, Ron asked without hesitation.

"I want a weapon with few negative effects but high power, preferably a greatsword or a giant hammer."

"For either Sequence Four or Sequence Three, I can provide the materials myself."

"If this deal can be struck, I will obtain a weapon crafted by a god, which would be a tremendous help to a warrior..."

The "giant," who had been so arrogant in the previous encounters, smiled憨厚ly and awaited Ron's reply.

"Sure, that's no problem. Just write down what you know on a piece of paper and hand it to me!"

The great "Prime Minister of Time and Space" granted the mortals' request.

Just as Ron agreed, a fountain pen and several pieces of parchment suddenly appeared in front of the giant.

This is a product of mere imagination.

(End of this chapter)