Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 346 The Fool's Trick (3.2K)

Wait a minute? She's Mr. Destiny? Wasn't Mr. Destiny a boy who was less than 1.5 meters tall last time?

Upon hearing Audrey's greeting, Fors, the "Magician," looked astonished. Even as a true veteran of the useless extraordinary, she had never heard of such an unbelievable thing.

The man turned into a woman, and most importantly, he even grew taller!?

Xiu would be incredibly envious if he knew.

She immediately thought of her friend, the "sheriff" who was also 1.5 meters tall.

The perceptive "mind reader" noticed Miss "Magician's" astonishment, or rather, based on her understanding of Fors Wall, Audrey had already guessed her reaction.

"Miss Magician, Lady Fate is an angel under the command of Mr. Fool~"

What? An angel? An angel? Are you kidding me? An angel attending the same party as us? I'm only Sequence Nine! A single hair from his head could kill me!

Fors Wall froze, stiffly turning her head to look at Ron like a puppet, the shock clearly visible in her eyes.

Are all angels like this? Have they fallen so low as to share the same hobbies as me?

Based on her observations at the last gathering, she recognized the blond boy as Mr. Ron, whom she had met before. Recalling the second time she saw him, Fors pursed her lips and began to doubt her life.

A being of Sequence Two actually openly discussed with her how to write erotic novels.

Steam rises above—has the world gone mad, or have I gone mad?!

Fors looked surprised, and she seemed to be hiding something else, just as I suspected. I really want to know what she's thinking right now~

Seeing her friend Fors's shocked and surprised reaction, "Justice" Audrey tilted her head with satisfaction, easing the tension she had felt earlier that morning.

As a "mind reader," she relishes the psychological reactions of her friends when secrets are revealed, especially when certain secrets are known only to her and unknown to others. This is true of Ron's angelic identity, and it is also true of the "blasphemous card" before Mr. Fool.

Whenever these secrets are revealed, it always makes the noble ladies, who are full of a sense of ownership, feel even more at home with the Tarot Club.

"Hmph, I'm not!"

At this moment, the silver-haired woman nodded slightly and snorted coldly, denying Miss "Justice's" speculation.

Huh? No?

The noble lady with smooth blonde hair and emerald green eyes paused in her breathing, her heart skipping a beat as she turned to look at the arrogant silver-haired lady.

Although the hazy fog obscured the facial features of the Tarot Club members, Audrey could still discern their arrogant disdain and subtle, deliberate targeting.

The cold voice, mixed with disdainful words, almost made Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the gray fog and watching the show with amusement, catch his breath.

Despite attending so many gatherings under such extreme circumstances, that little brat still managed to stab him in the back in the end.

There was no other way. After all, with the help of Ron, the angel, it was easy to make people believe that Mr. Fool was a god. But in return, he had to pay the risk of being exposed at any time.

There is no such thing as having the best of both worlds.

This unexpected yet logical betrayal made Mr. Fool's heart beat a little faster, but Klein was neither nervous nor flustered.

As a cunning fellow, the despicable Mr. Fool had a plan for this!

"Oh"

The ancient "deity" who sat at the very top of the bronze table, hidden deep within the gray mist, chuckled, drawing the attention of all the members of the Tarot Club.

They all turned their heads, some looking discreetly, some openly, and some curiously, to look at the gathering organizer, who had slightly changed his posture and appeared more relaxed.

"Whether you choose to or not is your prerogative, but..."

Klein paused in his speech to make himself appear more imposing.

"You revealed my name to the higher-ups of the Secret Order, didn't you?"

The great detective gripped the floor of "Source Castle" with his toes, trying his best to suppress his shame.

His tone was indifferent, his expression leisurely, and the gray mist around him was thick, his aura ethereal and lofty, like both a towering mountain peak and a vast, unfathomable ocean.

At this moment, Klein seemed like a true god, an ancient god.

As the saying goes, life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills. Only by letting go of everything and being shameless can Klein perfectly play the role of the mysterious ruler above the gray fog.

Regarding the question just mentioned, he stated it rather than questioned it. Based on the former night watchman's understanding of the little brat, although this guy was naughty and liked to cause trouble, he was so proud that he disdained to lie.

Looking back on his various interactions with Ron, he realized that Ron either disdained to speak to him or directly mocked him, but he never deceived him!

Hmm. The little kid said He was a god when He was in Tingen, so if He's a god, then He's a god, right?

Klein silently cursed to himself as he looked calmly at Ron, muttering to himself, "You're fooling me, I'm fooling you; you're fooling me, I'm fooling you."

Sure enough, under the "fool's" verbal "coercion," he successfully noticed that the silver-haired lady's slightly raised head lowered a little.

If he weren't the "mysterious ruler above the gray fog," Klein wouldn't have noticed this subtle, almost imperceptible movement.

He was probably feeling guilty because he was intimidated by my seriousness...

Klein chuckled inwardly, feeling even more confident in his ability to control Ron.

"???"

Is he sick in the head? What's wrong with this poor bastard now?

Her blood-red eyes flickered slightly. The gaze of the omniscient and omniscient pierced through the thick fog that was as dense as history. She lowered her head slightly and saw the "Fool" hidden deep in the gray fog from a more comfortable angle.

Klein's performance sent chills down Ron's spine. His leisurely demeanor caused the silver-haired lady's fair and round toes to twitch back and forth, trying to ease Klein's embarrassment.

Your act is so awkward, I'm embarrassed for you.

The smug former clown made Ron reflect deeply, struggling with whether or not he should argue with the fool.

Since personally experiencing the power of "fooling", Ron has become more cautious in this regard, because apart from the uniqueness of "Fools", only "Source Castle" can have such a dung-like power.

"So, since that poor bastard can use the 'Source Castle' to perform miracles, lowering his IQ might not be such a bad idea either."

Ron's gaze swept over the members of the Tarot Club, and a bold idea came to his mind.

However, at that moment, the mysterious overlord of the gray mist, completely unaware, spoke once again leisurely:

"This time, I won't punish you, but there won't be a next time!"

This sudden turn of events startled the members of the Tarot Club, causing them to look away but also making them hesitant to investigate further.

This… Mr. Fool seems very dissatisfied with this matter, but why didn't He punish “Fate”? Instead, He let it go unchecked. What does He mean by this?

Alger, the "Hanged Man," immediately lowered his head, his mind racing with speculation about the Fool's intentions.

He thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what Mr. Fool's purpose was.

"The thoughts and ideas of the gods are simply unfathomable, beyond the comprehension of mortals. Could it be that even if fate revealed your name, it was something Mr. Fool had already foreseen?"

In fact, it is truly incomprehensible. Even with the "Hanged Man's" imagination, it is impossible to imagine that the "Fool," who is a god, is just an empty shell who only pretends to be a god and acts as an instant messaging device.

In other words, he was no match for that arrogant silver-haired lady!

"Phew, all done."

Klein glanced at the entire Tarot room and nodded to himself. He raised the book high and then gently lowered it, obscuring the sad fact that "The Fool" was no match for "Fate," thus maintaining Mr. Fool's pretentious image.

There are many ways to handle things, but the most unpredictable and unpredictable way is undoubtedly the safest and the most feared.

Whether Ron believes it or not, or what he thinks, it's enough that the other members of the Tarot Club believe it!

The atmosphere above the gray fog grew increasingly tense, and Ron fell into complete silence.

To be honest, she wasn't unreasonable, but Mr. Fool's pretentious attitude always made her uncomfortable.

"You don't..."

The silver-haired woman sneered inwardly, determined to teach Mr. Fool a lesson he would never forget. However, she suddenly stopped mid-sentence, forgetting the sarcastic remark that was about to come out.

Hey!

Endless Wisdom was taken aback, because she could clearly feel that the faint "fooling" authority was lowering her IQ.

This ability is of such a high level that it can even influence her!

"As expected, Klein can subconsciously create miracles, so fooling him isn't out of the question either. That bastard is probably subconsciously trying to fool me as quickly as possible, right?! That's why Source Castle reacted!?"

"No, Source Castle has been instinctively rejecting me from the very beginning. It was only because of the will of its master that I wasn't completely shut out by this Source Essence. But now..."

Does fooling equal deceiving?

Ron Sothos was deeply shocked. She used her intelligence to deduce a possibility, and then looked at Mr. Fool with a somewhat naive expression, as if he were a club.

In his dazed state, the little fish forgot his original purpose and began to hesitate about other things!

This is utter folly, and utterly terrifying!

"Ah... well, Mr. Fool, I have something to report to you privately."

At this moment, Audrey, who was observing all of this, suddenly raised her hand. After seeing Ron's silent appearance, she felt that she had to do something to prevent him from suffering more severe "punishment".

Although Lady Fate is arrogant, she is kind at heart. Moreover, her personality makes her vulnerable to being taken advantage of. Mr. Fool seems to have already ended the topic, so let me change the subject!

She pursed her lips, deeply admiring "Ron," and the kind noble lady looked at "The Fool" Klein, who was shrouded in thick gray fog, with a guilty conscience.

Miss Justice, you're such a great straight man! You came just in time!

Klein was moved to tears. Being stared at by Ron was not a pleasant feeling. The empty shell of "The Fool" was sweating profusely, afraid that the little brat would lose his temper and beat him up at any moment.

However, he had a contingency plan: kick Ron out of Source Castle, end the Tarot meeting as quickly as possible, and finally find the little brat, kneel down and confess everything to him in order to gain Ron's forgiveness.

There are too many people at the tarot meeting, so I'll kneel down in front of you first!

(End of this chapter)