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Chapter 113 The title was stolen by Amon

Chapter 113 The title was stolen by Amon

"Do you need me to stay still?" Amon sat on the sofa, looking very relaxed.

"No need for that. Just don't go too far." Grayshu replied with a rising tone at the end of her voice.

Amon stroked his chin, looked at Grayshu, and then faced Alicia: "Is it really okay to talk like this?"

"Well, oh no, it seems that little Grayshu has been staying with me for too long. I'll let someone else mediate the situation for a while, otherwise the cute Mobius will really come to cause trouble for me." Alicia looked a little distressed.

"Harmony? That's an interesting way of saying it." Amon adjusted his monocle. "For a human cub whose mind is not yet mature, the ability to easily see through [Essence] is still too dangerous."

"Well, what you said makes sense. This ability is indeed a burden for little Grayshu." Alicia nodded distressedly at first, and then changed the subject, "But this is exactly what makes her cute, isn't it? Imagine that a different little Grayshu will appear from time to time. Isn't it really super interesting?"

Amon nodded in agreement: "It is indeed very interesting."

"Will you need me to help her reconcile later?" Amon asked with interest.

"Hmm..." Alicia thought for a moment, "No need, just leave it to someone else, someone will take care of it."

"Is that so? All right then."

"Hey, look, it's coming!" Alicia pointed in the direction of the portal.

A green figure ran out of the portal in a hurry.

It was a young man with dark green hair, horns on his head, green clothes and black pants. He also had a few white strips of cloth hanging on his body, which seemed to be decorations for his clothes.

He anxiously ran out of the portal, rushed to the hall, and looked around.

Finally, he saw Grayshut, who was safe and sound, and Alicia standing behind her in the rest area.

The young man was obviously relieved.

Gresh also noticed Kosmo's arrival. Although she was very focused when painting and was not easily disturbed by the outside world, she could always notice Kosmo.

"Hi, Kosmo, did you miss me?" Grayshu waved the paintbrush in her hand.

Kosmo walked to Grayshu, looked at Alicia, and then looked at Grayshu whose eyes were blinking.

(Is this, that Grayshu has been stained with Alicia's color?)

(Although I don't hate it, I'm still not used to it.)

Kosmo's inner drama was very strong, but he didn't say it out loud.

"Grayshu..." He hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "I'm glad you're okay."

It's hard to imagine how nervous he was just now.

Ten minutes ago, after a hard day's work in prison, the prison officer returned home and found that Grace was missing. He felt like the sky had fallen.

Kosmo looked at Alicia: "..."

Kosmo began to think about what to say at this time.

(Alicia, why?)

(You should at least tell me.)

(I looked for Gray for a long time.)

(What if something happened to her?)

(No, isn't that a bit too unkind of me?)

(After all, we are all companions, so don't say too much...)

In the end, Kosmo said nothing and chose to try to condemn Alicia with his eyes.

Alicia looked away guiltily, but soon became confident again.

She just wanted to take Gray out to play, what did she do wrong.

But Alicia still silently took two steps back, allowing Kosmo's presence to reconcile Grayshu.

Kosmo: "..."

(Grayshus…)

(Forget it. Grayshus is painting now. It would be bad to disturb her directly.)

(Let's reconcile. There is actually still plenty of time.)

(There is no rush.)

Kosmo stood behind Grayshus, watching her paint without saying a word.

After a few seconds, he tried to glance at Amon who was not far away from him.

(This is the dangerous man that Padu mentioned.)

(I should keep Grayshu away from him.)

(Or, I should just drive him away directly...)

(But I may not be able to beat him, and it would be bad if Grayshu was hurt...)

"You seem to have a lot to say to me." Amon said.

Kosmo opened his mouth and said, "No, nothing."

As time passed, Grace's painting gradually took shape.

"Huh?" Amon tilted his head to look at the painting.

He blinked and tilted his head to the other side.

"Is this a painting of me?" Amon asked.

"Yeah." Grayxiu nodded obediently.

Hmm? His personality has changed again. So he has changed into the "color" of Kosmo? Not really. So the two colors have been "blended" and then faded, revealing his original "color"?

Amon's thoughts are interesting.

After finishing the last few strokes, Gray stopped writing and obediently put away her brush and drawing board.

"This is you, Uncle Amon."

The current Grayshu is completely different from just now, it can be said that she is like two different people.

Amon walked over and wanted to take a closer look at the painting.

But when he was about one meter away from Grayshu, he was stopped by Kosmo.

(This person is too dangerous.)

(We can't let dangerous people get close to Grayshu.)

Kosmo thought so.

"Please stop." Kosmo said, he took the canvas floating in the air and handed it to Amon.

"There's no need to be so wary of me, right?" Amon joked with a smile.

"…"

(We must not let him influence Grayshu. I dare not even think about if Grayshu becomes like this.)

Kosmo remained silent.

"Okay, okay, I was too talkative." Amon began to look at the painting that Gray Shu drew for him.

"It's a very good painting, really." Amon commented objectively, "So is this a landscape painting?"

The scene in the painting seems to be a cage. Inside the cage, there is a pair of rotten hands covered with flowers and grass. The hands are stretched forward, making a releasing gesture, releasing a crow.

A feather fell into the rotten palm, and the crow spread its wings and flew to the end of the canvas, but it was still inside the cage.

Through the gaps between the cages, you can see a sun outside, but the color of the sun is not the common orange-red, but a slightly transparent white.

Like a pair of crystal monocles.

Further back, there is a dark sky.

"This is you." Grayshu spoke slowly but firmly.

"Really? Then where am I? Is it these hands?" Amon continued to ask.

"It's a crow." Gresh answered.

"I'm a crow? Well, come to think of it, someone did call me that before, calling me Little Crow." Amon nodded, acknowledging that Grayshure said she was a crow.

"Your colors are colorful, mixed, chaotic, and when they mix together they become black." Gresh pointed at the crow's feathers and said.

"So in your opinion, I am colorful?" Such comments are quite rare, and I don't know when the last time I heard a similar comment was.

It's too long ago, it seems to date back to the time when the ancient sun god was still alive.

"What about these hands? What are these hands?" For some reason, Amon felt that he was particularly concerned about these hands.

"It's your father." Grayshu's words were beyond Amon's expectations.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The smile on Amon's face froze.

He looked down at the painting again.

The smile on his face faded.

There was a long silence, and then a ray of light from nowhere flashed across the monocle.

Amon raised his head again and adjusted his monocle. His signature smile was now on his face again.

"Oh, interesting."

"Well, you seem to smile a lot now," Alicia interrupted.

"Heh." Amon ignored Alicia and asked Grayshu, "Can I take this painting with me? I mean, can it leave here?"

"Sure." Gray nodded.

Amon turned and looked at the portal in the center of the hall. "I have been here for so long, but I have not yet visited the depths of this place. I have spent enough time here. So, see you next time."

After saying that, Amon put the painting away and walked towards the portal.

When he reached the door, Amon turned around and said casually, "Perhaps you can place some clear things around her that can point to her. This may better stabilize her state and prevent her from always being influenced by others."

After that, he hummed an unknown tune and walked into the portal.

...

Mobius's laboratory.

Mebius sat at the desk, looking at the data on the computer. Behind her was Gudako, who was curled up on the operating table.

At this time, Gudako was naked. She was holding a sheet that came from nowhere, wrapping herself tightly, and huddled in the corner of the operating table, shivering.

If I had known that funny characters would also be...

Hmm, isn't that right? Isn't this still a win for her?

Gudako suddenly realized.

She threw the quilt aside, jumped out of bed and ran in the direction of Mebius.

Exposure? No, the Q-version figurines don't have those details.

This is the confidence that 12+ brings her.

She ran to Mebius, raised her head, and looked up at Mebius: "Hey, hey, Grandma Mebius, what are you busy with?"

Mobius glanced down at Gudako.

"There's nothing for you to do here, go play somewhere else."

"Then can I play on the computer?" Gudako jumped up and grabbed the edge of the desk.

Mebius glanced at Gudako and said, "Put on your clothes first."

"Okay." Gudako let go of her hand and ran to the operating table to find her clothes and put them on. "Okay, what next?"

"Then open the door for me." Mebius said without raising his head.

"Okay." Gudako walked to the door and was about to jump up to pull the door handle.

The door opened by itself.

Mobius kicked Gudako on the butt, and Gudako was kicked out.

Bang.

The door was closed.

Eh?

What happened?

Am I...being taken advantage of for free?

Gudako tried to open the door, but found it was locked from the inside.

"Woo woo woo, you used sweet words to deceive me into having sex with you. Now that you've taken advantage of me, you're kicking me out."

Gudako squatted at the door of Mobius, tears bigger than her eyes squeezed out of her eyes.

"She used to call me Sweetie, but now that all the samples have been taken, she just ignores me."

"Bah, scumbag."

Gudako was crying when a shadow fell from above. She looked up and saw a knight in white armor floating in the air.

"Wow! So handsome!" Gudako's eyes suddenly widened.

She didn't bother to pretend to cry and jumped up from the ground.

It jumped directly onto the knight and climbed up to his shoulders along the uneven parts of the knight's armor.

There sat Grace.

(End of this chapterChapter 114: Out of the Tiger's Den, Into the Wolf's Lair

Chapter 114: Out of the Tiger's Den, Into the Wolf's Lair

Watching Gudako climbing up along the armor of "Mr. Knight".

Kosmo, who was following behind Grayshu, wanted to stop it.

He stretched out a hand, trying to get Gudako off of "Mr. Knight".

However, just as he stretched out his hand, he changed his mind and thought that children should interact more with other people.

Maybe he was too strict. Grace's parents gave her to him to take care of. They certainly didn't want her to never make new friends, right?

After all, she wasn't very good at talking. Maybe Grace was hoping to make more friends. Maybe he should give Grace some opportunities to make friends.

"Alas." Kosmo sighed and retracted his outstretched hand.

Then let Grace start with the child in front of her.

It seems that her personality is pretty good, well, at least much better than that person named Amon just now.

So... it should be okay, right?

perhaps?

…

A few minutes later.

"Big sister, your color..."

"Oh, it's okay. This is the golden spirit shining in my heart."

"Hmm…"

"…"

"Help me, Kosmo."

"Leave Graysh!"

...

Deep in the paradise, there is Hua's martial arts school.

Klein unloaded his strength to catch Hua's fist, then slid back two steps.

Hua nodded in affirmation: "You learn very quickly. What you lack now is your physical fitness itself."

Klein smiled. How could this not be fast? Whether it was the Clown Potion, the Mourning Actor Potion, or the Magician's Light Cone, they all had the effect of improving the control of the body.

Hua's stern face also showed a rare smile: "You are the most talented visitor I have ever taught. Although your special abilities have played a big role in your physical control, your own efforts cannot be ignored."

"Your starting point is much better than mine. If that's the case, I believe you can go further than me."

Klein raised his left fist and right palm, performing a half-baked fist-clasping salute that he had learned online in his previous life: "Miss Hua taught me well."

Hua was stunned by the gesture, and after thinking for a second, he finally understood what Klein meant. He couldn't help but laugh, "Your left and right hands are reversed. Your current action may be regarded as a provocation."

Klein quickly switched to his left palm and right fist and laughed twice.

"Um, sorry."

Marketing accounts are harmful to people.

Hua also clasped his fists in return, smiled and shook his head: "Although learning etiquette comes first before learning martial arts, it is better not to do anything you don't understand."

"Okay, okay." Klein nodded.

"But I didn't teach you anything. This is your own strength. You just need time and skills to hone it. I don't think I am qualified to teach others. The help I can give you is actually very limited. I will only walk with you, but this is the only thing I can do."

"Now there is no problem with your basics. You can come to me anytime you need me. Next time you come, I will teach you some more useful practical skills. Well, then I will teach you a set of boxing." Hua decided to teach Klein the Inch Heart Boxing next time.

"Okay." Klein put his hand down.

"That's it for now. Keep going. You shouldn't stop here. Don't be idle in life. Stay true to your heart and don't waver. Remember, although the journey is long, you are not alone."

...

Time flies and it's Monday.

In the past few days, Klein still worked during the day and went to paradise at night.

Although time is tight, there is actually quite a lot of time to rest in the paradise.

Nothing major has happened in the past few days, except for a small accident that occurred while investigating a case.

Senator Heinard died tragically in his bed, and the case was handed over to the Nighthawks.

As Crane was guarding the body, it suddenly sat up and tried to give him a warm hug.

At the time, Klein was thinking about something and was a little stressed.

He subconsciously used the "Inch Power·Mountain Collapse" that he had just learned. Although he did not use too much force, he still knocked Senator Heinard's body back onto the bed with one punch.

Later, when the forensic doctor examined the body, he found that the brain matter of the body had been beaten evenly. Fortunately, there was no external manifestation, and the forensic doctor was a member of the church, so he barely made it through.

The Tarot Club will be held in the afternoon, and Klein plans to prepare for it first.

...

A townhouse in the East District of Backlund.

The villa is located in a narrow alley, surrounded by various weeds and is very hidden.

This is the home of Hugh's informant Darkholm, and it can also be seen as his safe house. After Audrey commissioned Hugh and Fors to find clues about Qilingos, Hugh outsourced the job to this informant.

Today, Hugh and Fowles plan to come and receive information.

Xio came to the door of the villa and knocked on it with a unique rhythm.

With a creak, the door that was not closed tightly was pushed open.

Xio immediately became alert and took out a three-edged spear that was taller than himself. Fors also changed his usual lazy demeanor and took out a dagger and held it in his hand.

When they entered the villa, they saw a scene that was enough to make even a seasoned detective scream.

They saw the pale severed arm hanging on the gas lamp, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys on the coffee table, and strips of flesh and blood spilled on the floor and hanging on the coat rack.

The bones were shaved very cleanly and piled up in a mess right in front of the door.

Among the cluster of white bones, there was a head with empty eyes. It was Darkholm.

There was still a kind smile on his round face, and everything seemed normal. There was no smell of blood in the house, not even a trace.

Although Xio had seen many big scenes, the current scene still made her feel nauseous.

In comparison, Fors was in much better condition. After all, she was once a doctor. Now

she was the one who patted Xio's back to help her calm down, while analyzing: "It seems that he was discovered by Qilingos."

After being comforted by Fors for a long time, Xio finally suppressed his nausea and forced his expression to become solemn. He nodded and said, "As expected of a pirate general known for his ferocity and cunning...and the weirdness here also matches the performance of his magical item."

"Cunning..." Fors was suddenly startled, and the spiritual intuition of the Gou San family began to frantically warn.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

She turned and looked at Quinn.

From the look in Hugh's eyes, Fors saw that she probably had the same opinion as himself.

"He's still nearby." They both said in unison.

The urging feeling from spirituality to Fors became stronger and stronger, and Hugh also felt the malice coming from not far away, a malice that was enough to subvert the "order", and the arbitrator had a clear perception of this.

Fors quickly pulled Hugh into a small room, gritted his teeth, and took out a bracelet with three uneven stones from his hidden pocket.

With his spiritual warning growing stronger, Fowles pulled off one of the stones and uttered a word in ancient Hermetic language.

"Door!"

A light blue light emanated from the stone, quickly enveloping the two and pulling them into the spirit world.

The two Sequence Nines fell into the spirit world. In an instant, under the seven different colors of pure light containing endless knowledge, they felt the colors around them change: the red became redder, the white became whiter, and the blue became bluer.

Up and down, left and right began to turn upside down, and the environment began to become distorted and weird.

Strange-looking spiritual creatures wandered past them.

"Don't look them in the eye. It will be seen as a provocation in the spirit world," Fowles reminded Hugh.

"I see." Xio turned his gaze away from the spiritual beings.

"As long as we don't look at them, they won't attack us, right?" Hugh asked Fowles.

"In theory, yes." Fowles answered uncertainly.

However, if nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected is bound to happen.

A "spiritual creature" without a head and whose specific shape could not be seen suddenly appeared beside the two of them and moved closely in front of them.

"This... How do I calculate this thing without eyes?" Xio didn't know where to look for a moment.

"Then close your eyes, idiot." Fors quickly reminded.

Xio immediately closed his eyes as well.

The headless "spiritual creature" let out a strange cry that sounded like laughter, and stretched out a slender finger to point at Fors.

Fowles' body instantly turned, taking Xio away from the original route.

"Ahhhh!" The two finally couldn't hold back and let out screams.

Amidst the loud laughter coming from nowhere, they headed towards an unknown area.

Plop.

The two rolled out of the spirit world and crashed into a wooden wall. They seemed to have come to an unfamiliar room.

"Where is this?" Xio asked dazedly, holding his hit head.

"I don't know." Fores also looked at this unknown room.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps behind them at the same time, as if someone was approaching them.

There was no concealment in the footsteps, and it sounded like there was no ill will towards them. Of course, it could also be because the owner of the footsteps was very powerful and was not wary of them.

The two looked at each other and turned their heads at the same time.

What came into view was a pair of pink eyes.

"Oh, they are two strange beautiful girls. Well, thank nature for the gift." Alicia squatted and looked at the two people sitting on the ground.

"This...this." For some reason, Hugh Dilcha's eyes, which were a little crooked, suddenly straightened.

"Hello... hello." Xio stammered.

"Hello." Alicia waved with a smile.

Alicia pulled up the two people who were sitting on the ground.

"Are you two lost?" Alicia invited the two to sit on her bed.

Fors looked around and noticed that there was indeed no place to sit.

The room was very simple, with only a bed and a wardrobe. There wasn't even a set of desk and chairs.

But thinking that they were still covered in dust, neither Xio nor Fors chose to sit on Alicia's bed.

　After the next revision is completed, I will temporarily use "male him" to refer to him. I will change it back when no one is watching me anymore

(End of this chapterChapter 115: Tarot Club encounters a flatterer, and can't defeat him despite all efforts

Chapter 115: Tarot Club encounters a flatterer, and can't defeat him despite all efforts

Before Fors could react, Xio had already exchanged names with Alicia.

"Hey!" Fors noticed that his friend's expression was not right and poked her spine secretly.

"Ah? What...what happened?" After being poked by his friend, Xio suddenly woke up from the attack of Alicia's beauty.

"Wake up, your eyes are almost glued to me." Fors reminded in a low voice.

"Ah? I...don't have any..." Xio blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at Alicia again.

"It's okay. You can look at me more boldly. After all, I'm always watching you." Alicia winked at Xio.

Fors swallowed slightly and looked in the direction of Alicia.

This... Such a great charm, could that woman be some high-level witch?

Foles subconsciously took a step back.

"Oh, are you serious about taking a half step back?" Alicia looked a little distressed.

Fowles looked nervous and reached for one of the last two stones left on the bracelet.

From time to time, he would glance in the direction of Xio, thinking of finding an opportunity to take Xio with him and escape again.

"Well, you're on guard against me like this, it's really annoying for me." Alicia held her chin with one hand, "Okay, relax a little. I won't do anything to you."

"Look, I didn't even lock the door." Alicia pointed in the direction of the door. "What can a weak and beautiful girl like me do to you?"

"Yes, yes, Fors. Are you overthinking it?" Xio spoke up for Alicia.

I can't stay here any longer, I have to find an excuse to escape.

Fowles was a little at a loss. Suddenly, she came up with a good idea.

"Xiu, shouldn't we go find the church now?"

"Contact the church? We...ah! That's right! We can report Darkholm's death to the church, and then the church will send people to capture Qilingos." Xio reacted immediately, and it seemed that his IQ was not affected.

"Indeed, not only that, we also have to tell today's intelligence to..." Xio stopped halfway through his words.

She looked at Alicia and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Miss Alicia. We still have some things to deal with, so we may need to leave."

"It's okay. Anyway, if you want to come see me anytime, I'm always welcome." Alicia's smile remained unchanged, and her smile did not diminish at all because the two people in front of her were leaving.

"Then we'll take our leave for now. See you later." Xio said hello, then pulled Fores and slowly walked out.

Fors looked at Alysia warily and was slowly pulled away by Xio.

Leaving the room and coming to the stairs, Hugh, who had been walking slowly, immediately started running, dragging Fowles with him.

"Hurry, hurry, get out of here." The smile on Xio's face disappeared immediately.

Fowles had felt it when he was pulled by Xio just now. Xio's hands were all sweaty, and it was obvious that she was not as fascinated by Alicia as she showed.

Listening to the footsteps of the two people running away, Alicia imitated Mebius's expression and said to herself: "Want to leave? You can, but unfortunately, the snake has already set its sights on you."

After saying this, she tried to exhale a breath of air from between her teeth, imitating the way a snake spit out its tongue.

After finishing this set of movements, she began to think hard again: "No, no, this won't work. This is totally not cute enough."

She pouts and continues to think about how to play a villain in a cute way.

On the other side, Hugh and Fowles escaped from the "End of the World" tavern.

Xio turned his head and glanced at the plaque hanging on the door of the tavern: "Oh, I've been here before, it seems we won't be lost."

Fors was a little out of breath, and it took her several seconds to speak fluently again: "Well... I haven't been here. I haven't even heard of it."

"Of course you haven't heard of it. You just stay at home every day, lying on the sofa, and never go anywhere." Hugh rolled his eyes at Fors.

"Well, I'm a writer, so of course I have to... uh... lie in bed and think every day. That's perfectly normal." Fowles raised his hands slightly in surrender.

Hugh looked at Fowles with a look of pity for his misfortune and anger at his lack of resistance, and shook his head.

"Hey! What's that look in your eyes?" Fowles protested immediately.

Xio ignored her and just took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Then, she turned to her "ex-girlfriend" Foers and said, "Fos, starting tonight, let's sleep in separate rooms."

"Huh? Why?" Fors asked in confusion.

It wasn't that she really liked being with Xiou, it was just that Xiou always pestered her before, and when he suddenly said something like that, she was a little slow to react for a moment.

"Yes, I'm afraid Alicia will misunderstand." Xio said seriously.

Fowles: ?

Oh no, it's a cow! Everyone, retreat quickly!

...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, crimson appeared and a new Tarot meeting was held.

Above the gray fog, in a palace that looked like a giant's residence, four figures slowly emerged under the witness of Mr. Fool.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool." Miss Justice's brisk voice echoed above the gray fog.

Then Zhengyi greeted the other participants of the Tarot Club one by one.

After a round of greetings, Klein the Fool noticed that Justice Audrey seemed to have something to say, so he motioned for her to speak directly.

"Dear Mr. Fool, I wonder if your followers have received the 300 gold pounds as compensation?" Audrey asked Mr. World, who has not yet appeared, only exists in the background introduction, and does not even exist at present.

Audrey launched a money attack with great effect.

Klein's favorability increased significantly.

Yes, I checked it again and again, there is absolutely no problem.

But of course he couldn't say that.

Klein chuckled and said, "I haven't paid attention to this matter, but since my followers haven't asked for additional help, they should have received it."

The cat is rich now, the cat is happy.

Klein wanted to find an opportunity that would not be too abrupt and would not lower the Fool's status to sell the gem given by Eden to Audrey, but he suddenly remembered that Audrey might not have much money recently, so he had to give up for the time being.

While Justice Audrey was exchanging new intelligence about Qilingos with the Hanged Man Alger, Klein turned his attention to the demon Cerrius who was sitting next to Alger and doing nothing.

Come, Ceres, hand over today's diary quickly, I can't wait.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ever since he found out that Serris was actually an "undercover" whose purpose was to deceive his trust, Klein suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with accepting so many diaries for nothing.

You're about to defeat me, and you won't allow me to ask for some benefits?

Although he knew very well in his heart that what Serris had always wanted was to help "Klein" - that is, himself, and become the so-called savior.

But when he thought about his plan to let "Klein" defeat "The Fool", Klein felt a toothache.

Noticing the look Mr. Fool was giving him, Serres gave him a thumbs up and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Fool. I will do a good job in helping you spread the faith."

Who asked you!

Klein the Fool nodded calmly, "You did a great job."

Alger noticed the conversation and began to brainstorm frantically.

Sure enough, the Church of Mercy that Backlund suddenly appeared in two days ago was the one that believed in Mr. Fool.

If, if I could trick Zillingos into the Church of Mercy.

[Then you will find that the Fool actually doesn't care about the Church of Mercy at all.]

Without even having to read Alger's mind, Cerus and Erha immediately guessed what Alger was thinking.

"Mr. Fool, a while ago, a Church of Mercy suddenly appeared in Backlund, and the three major churches in Backlund simultaneously announced their recognition of the legitimacy of the Eighth True God's faith."

"Yes." Klein nodded. "That is my church, and the Lord of Fools is naturally referring to me."

Alger was so excited that his whole body trembled. He lowered his head humbly and said, "Praise you, great Mr. Fool."

The other three also bowed their heads: "Praise the fool."

Justice Audrey and Sun Derrick remained silent after they finished praising.

Only Ceres continued to praise him: "You came from the world, so you know the sufferings of the world. Your mercy shines on us, fooling the world and creating a safe haven for us..."

Oh no! It's a bootlicker! Alger's heart was filled with alarm.

As the Tarot Club's top henchman, I must not lose!

Alger began to ponder and tried to blow a few words to praise the Fool.

But Serres kept talking non-stop, completely interrupting his train of thought.

hateful!

I attended a Tarot Club and encountered a flatterer who was against all odds. I tried my best but couldn't defeat him!

Audrey and Derrick were both very excited. One was delighted that Mr. Fool's faith had finally been recognized, while the other was trying to memorize such a long passage of praise and planned to tell other people in the church after returning to the City of Silver.

Only Klein realized Serris's "real" intentions.

Coming from the world, I know the sufferings of the world...

These universal ways of praising can indeed fit in with most gods. Even if they really don't fit in, saying a few more nice words will not offend the gods.

But considering Serres's own purpose, these praises are quite interesting.

Whether it was from "the mortal world" or something else, compared to the high and mighty gods, it must be more suitable for "Klein" as an ordinary person.

Devil, devil, have you started planning now? No, not just now, if you think about it carefully, he has been planning since the very beginning. Even his name, devil, itself is not a loyal thing.

How terrifying. Klein closed his eyes.

Fortunately, he didn't need to be an enemy of Ceres.

No matter whether Serris supported Klein or The Fool, in the end he was actually supporting him alone.

Klein smiled crookedly.

Oh, no matter how many tricks you use, you can't escape the clutches of Mr. Fool.

You are just being played around by me.

(End of this chapter