Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 306 Good afternoon~ (3.2K)

After enjoying a lavish lunch, being warmly received by the handsome young man, and declining the invitation to stay overnight, Klein left with heavy steps.

To be honest, his feelings were very complicated. In Roselle's diary, this gray fog was something that even Sequence Two Zarathustra longed for, but to obtain it would inevitably involve taking huge risks.

However, the strange incantation that bound me to the body immediately upon my transmigration, does this mean that all of this was set up by the former owner of the "Source Castle"?

If that's the case, since He was able to pull Him from Earth, does that mean He can also send Him back?

Or, if one reaches a high sequence or even sequence zero, one can use the fog to return to Earth?

Information is missing. There are still many questions. But the good news is that Zarathustra doesn't seem to have succeeded, and the gray fog remains in my "Fool's" hands.

Silently cursing to himself, Klein eased his somewhat tense mood and hired a carriage to leave Ron's luxurious villa.

Life goes on, and he has to keep busy. If he doesn't want to live like this, then he can only be kept by that rich kid.

But Klein Moretti is definitely not one to live off a woman!

"Sigh~ Why is it always so rushed? It's always like this. Can't you stay and play some games with me?"

The boy raised his hand and crushed the two Time Worms he had found on the poor man. He shrugged and sighed to Amon beside him.

"You can play by yourself."

At that moment, Medici's pointed sarcasm caused all the monocles that had somehow ended up all over the villa to turn their attention to him.

"Ron, the Lord's condition is very bad right now."

"so what?"

The boy raised his eyelids and asked.

"Therefore, I wish to take my leave. I have discussed it with Orochi, and we are going to help 'Master' stabilize the situation!"

Medici said somewhat hesitantly.

"Mr. Ron, we appreciate that you discovered the problem early, but Medici and I couldn't just stand by and watch this happen, so we wanted to help in our own way."

A slightly indifferent voice came from inside a guest room. Urolius, who had been hiding his whereabouts because of the true god, stepped out.

The "True Creator" was not in a good state, and when they learned in advance that Ron was going to carry out the elimination plan, these two members of the "Redemption Rose" thought of sneaking in in order to make the ending as positive as possible.

After all, we can't just stand by and watch our Lord perish without any hope left.

As for why they didn't negotiate or try to persuade Ron to save the "True Creator," it's because they, a half-crippled angel king and an angel king with low rationality, were simply not qualified to negotiate.

A hasty disagreement could very well cause things to go wrong, leaving no room for maneuver whatsoever.

The little brat was easily swayed by gentle persuasion, and even a schemer of the Angel King caliber was well aware of this, so he didn't make any unreasonable demands.

"Look at what you're saying, making yourself sound so pitiful."

"Medicure, Urolius is at least the King of Angels, while you're just a Sequence Four witch. What are you doing getting involved?"

Ron neither agreed nor disagreed, but instead provoked the Red Angel, trying to make Him give up the dangerous idea.

If such a useful servant is gone, there's nowhere else to find one.

His true thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Don't worry about that, I'll definitely have my own way!"

The Red Angel pursed her lips, looking quite confident, as if she had some backup plan.

"Okay, I grant your request."

After a moment of contemplation, the blond boy, unusually, nodded slightly, approving Medici's leave.

"You agree?"

"Why wouldn't I agree? You didn't sign a contract of servitude with me. If a servant needs leave due to family matters, I, as a kind, noble, and great master, will naturally agree!"

"Isn't this normal?"

Upon receiving this reply, the Red Angel was stunned. He frowned and pondered for a moment, realizing that his job was indeed exactly as Ron had described.

Aside from the daily tasks that servants are required to perform, Ron would never inquire about or ask what He did outside during his rest time.

So you really think of me as a servant?!

For a moment, He didn't know whether to be angry at being looked down upon or to be grateful for having a servant's exclusive holiday.

According to His consistent thinking, the reason Ron helped Him and kept saying he wanted to take a servant was because he valued His power as the King of Angels and wanted to make Him his subordinate for his use.

结果

This guy seems to really want a servant who can get things done efficiently.

Isn't this a job that any ordinary person could do?!

Don't you underestimate me, Medici?!

I, the King of Angels, am being used for such trivial tasks!?

"You really just want a servant?"

The God of War felt a deadly provocation and asked in disbelief.

"Medici, are you out of your mind? How many times have I told you? I want servants, servants—servants who can clean rooms, do laundry, cook, and look respectable!"

"If you don't need your brain, you can donate it to someone in need!"

The blond boy was annoyed. Even though he had said it many times, the dim-witted red angel still thought he had ulterior motives.

Please, stop being so narcissistic.

In fact, the role of your servant has far exceeded that of the King of Angels, and even your full-force attack is less effective than a casual strike from me...

Sigh... I have to call that vengeful spirit back, otherwise no one will take care of me...

Ron silently muttered the same thing Klein had said to himself, then disdainfully walked away to continue drinking his wine and eating the leftover dessert from lunch.

He had just discovered that industrial alcohol had a unique flavor.

A few seconds of silence fell over the villa. Medici ultimately restrained himself from trying to maintain his dignity, after all, serious matters were more important now.

"Big Serpent, let's go, let's go to Binsi first!"

3 PM.

Above the gray fog.

A surge of red light emerged like a tide, adding a touch of life to the otherwise silent palace, which resembled the dwelling of a giant.

Good afternoon, Mr. Fool.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Destiny~"

"Good afternoon, Miss Justice~"

With a lighthearted greeting, Ron nodded politely in response.

I haven't seen her in so long, and so has Hazel.

In a daze, the boy thought of his good friend whom he hadn't contacted for a month, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Things are different now than before. We know more people and have more things to do, so we rarely have time to show our care to our first true friend.

As Ron's gaze swept across the room, it landed on a familiar figure—a new member!

Isn't this the author who writes erotic novels?!

Is this Mr. Ron, who loves reading erotic novels?

In an instant, the two people with the same hobby glanced at each other and recognized each other based on their mutual appreciation.

Of course, Ron saw it, while newcomer Fors Wall was only guessing.

With his golden hair and golden eyes, plus his height being similar to Hugh's, it would be difficult for this woman to find another person with similar features.

"This is Miss 'Magician'."

Having adjusted his state, "The Fool" Klein sat leisurely on a bronze high-backed chair and introduced himself to everyone.

Good afternoon, Miss Magician.

"Justice," Audrey greeted cheerfully.

Because of her greeting just now, there was no need for "The Fool" Klein to introduce the members of the Tarot Club to "The Magician".

"Uh, good afternoon, Miss Justice."

Fors followed suit and quickly completed the "initiation ceremony," completely unaware that her tone, demeanor, and actions had been exposed to the "mind reader."

She must be Fors. Although she was disguised, you could still tell from her voice that she had passed Mr. Fool's test.

Audrey Hall's jewel-like green eyes lit up, but she didn't make a sound or reveal her identity, quietly entering audience mode.

In a daze, she was like a golden retriever sitting in a corner, observing her target's every move.

"Gentlemen, I'd like to entrust something to you!"

At this moment, the blond boy, who had already looked around, suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

"I am looking for Bernadette Gustav, the eldest daughter of Rosell, the leader of the Dawn of Elements, and one of the Four Kings of the Sea."

"Does anyone know where to find this lady?"

"If you can provide any clues, I can give you the reward you desire!"

As Mr. Fool expected, the little brat eventually made a request at the tarot reading.

This is a good thing... If Ron has made contact with Bernadette, it means Mr. Fool has also made contact... If I were to rely on chance encounters, I don't know when I would ever meet him...

Klein's heart pounded for a moment, and then he saw Ron turn his head and glance at the calm and reserved Hanged Man.

"Mr. Destiny, I know some clues. Would you like to hear them alone, or would you prefer I tell you them?"

Alger, the "Hanged Man," clearly understood what the angel meant. He didn't have time to process the true identity of the "Mysterious Queen" and immediately spoke like a shrewd businessman.

Since the Four Kings of the Seas have been mentioned, it means that this question is largely directed at him, the "pirate captain."

Let's just say that.

Ron was overjoyed and looked at the treasure-hunting giant Alger again. Such a gain was definitely beyond his expectations. Professional matters should be left to professionals.

"Yes, Mr. Fate!"

"Admiral Cattleya once followed the mysterious queen, but the two later nearly broke off relations because she joined an ancient and secretive organization."

"Based on the intelligence we have, the organization she joined is the Morse Order."

"Of course, I personally doubt that this break is genuine. You know, the Elemental Dawn is fighting against the Morse Penitentiary, while the Star General is more like a spy infiltrated into the ranks!"

"The mysterious queen is a high-sequence powerhouse, whose whereabouts are elusive and difficult to find. However, according to information from our sources, Star Admiral Cattleya appeared on the eastern coast of the Sunia Sea last week."

"Given the Future's speed, they most likely haven't left that area yet!"

"Therefore, Mr. Destiny, you will most likely find the Mysterious Queen through her."

Although this intelligence was known to knowledgeable and organized pirates, it was only known to these "insiders".

Therefore, the "Hanged Man" thought these should fetch a good price.

(End of this chapter)