Volume 7: The Hanged Man Chapter 37: Questions and Answers
Hugh “The Judge” has been looking forward to her mission with both anticipation and apprehension.
Anticipation is because she has chosen to accept the gift of Mr. “Fool”, there will be a corresponding price to pay, know what is the task early can avoid the unknown to generate speculation, because of the speculation appeared more intense fear.
Apprehension is because she knows that the reward she received is too generous, I believe that the final task will not be simple, must be full of danger.
At this moment, after listening to Mr. “Fool”‘s words, while her heart finally fell back to its original position, she also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Investigating the whereabouts of the three Sequence 1 extraordinary characteristics and corresponding uniquenesses of the “Red Priestess” pathway, and even confirming the current state of the “Original Witch” was indeed dangerous, and belonged to the category of tasks that could be contaminated by something to the point of generating terrifying mutations if one wasn’t careful, but at least it was more dangerous than the task of But at least it’s much better than grabbing the uniqueness and extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 1 and facing the “Original Witch” directly.
If it was the latter, even if there were official forces to rely on, Hugh didn’t think he could accomplish it, and could only write a good suicide note and be ready to sacrifice at any time, whereas if it was simply the former, there were clues that could be obtained in a more roundabout and more indirect way, and there was no need to encounter powerful existences of higher realms, and Hugh, as a Sequence 4 Demi-God, asked that he was still sure of that.
Without hesitation, she immediately responded:
”Yes, Mr. ‘Fool’.”
”Fool” Klein, who had intended to look to the other side, considered and added:
”Watch out for Banshee.”
Not waiting for the members of the Tarot Club to expand their associations, Klein addressed Leonard “Star”:
”Your task is similar to that of ‘Moon’, collecting the blessings, scents and items given by the ‘Mother Tree of Desire’ from the bodies of their members during the siege of the Rose School, which is equally dangerous.”
He only admonished, not saying too much like he did when he gave “Moon” Emlyn the task before.
This was because Leonard was “hosting” a senior angel of the “Stealer” pathway, who knew many hidden secrets and how dangerous the outer gods were, and wouldn’t allow Leonard to act recklessly.
Seeing that Leonard was about to nod his head, “Fool” Klein maintained his earlier tone and continued:
”On the matter of proclaiming my name, you don’t need to do too much, you can even do nothing.”
As one of the twenty-two most powerful senior members of the “Church of Darkness”, and as one of the few senior deacons in the “Night Watch” team, Leonard could easily be misunderstood by his colleagues if he were to spread the beliefs of the “Fool” in private. As one of the few senior deacons in the “Night Watch” team, Leonard would have easily been misunderstood by his colleagues and unnecessary conflicts would have occurred.
However, in Klein’s eyes, “Moon” Emlyn seemed to do so without being misunderstood. To the people around him and the Bloods, nothing he does seems too strange.
Also …… “Star” Leonard has recovered from the previous impatience, recognizing the cruelty of reality.
However, he still wanted to do something.
At this time, “Fool” Klein added:
”You can favor spreading the deeds of the ‘world’, in the form of poetry creation.”
Poetry …… “Star” Leonard instinctively frowned, but did not immediately respond to Mr. “Fool”.
Klein turned and added:
”Other than that, work on improving your rank to prepare for the end of days.”
”The reward for all missions is, a wish.”
Although when the “God of War” fell, a number of extraordinary characteristics fell into the real world, bringing with it a number of transcendent creatures, mutated monsters, and anomalous places, Klein wasn’t sure if the “Goddess of the Night” had a wish in the “Twilight Klein is not sure how many copies of the “Warrior” pathway’s Sequence 1 extraordinary characteristics the “Goddess of Darkness” has gotten in addition to the “Dusk” uniqueness, but at least in this way, some of the Sequence 2 Angels of the Church of Darkness have the possibility of switching pathways to become Sequence 1.
At the same time, if they get more extraordinary characteristics, they can also transfer to the corresponding sequence of the “death” path.
This opens the way for the saints to advance in more than one pathway.
Of course, not every Sequence 3 Saint wants to become an Angel, but Leonard is only a Sequence 4 Nightwatchman at the moment, and if there are only a limited number of Sequence 3 Dread Bishop positions available, he could consider the following “Silver Knight” and “ferryman” – the former’s extraordinary characteristics have a copy of Klein here.
”Stars,” Leonard said with a slow exhale after two seconds of silence:
”Yes, Mr. ‘Fool’.”
”Fool” Klein then turned his attention to Ms. “Justice” who had been waiting:
”In addition to proclaiming my name, your task is twofold: one is to assist ‘Judgment’ by investigating the whereabouts of the ‘Red Priestess’ Pathway Uniqueness and Sequence 1 Extraordinary Characteristics, and confirming the ‘Primordial Witch’s ‘ current state, and the second is to work hard to raise your rank.”
One of the tasks is for me to raise my Sequence …… “Justice” Audrey was slightly puzzled by this task.
To her, it seemed as if it was saying to an ordinary person: your mission is to go and make more money.
Moreover, this is of little value to Mr. “Fool”, is it, I want to cure Mr. “World”? Just as this thought flashed through Audrey’s mind, Mr. “Fool” Klein added:
”The higher your sequence, the more chances you have to awaken the ‘world’.”
”In this regard, you can use the help of outside forces; Hermes’ re-established Psycho-Alchemy Society is one of the options, but it requires care and caution.”
”For this, you must pay a price.”
”You can also forgo the payment you received earlier. It depends only on your will and thoughts.”
”Justice,” said Audrey, without further doubt, and after a moment’s silence, nodded solemnly:
”Yes, Mr. ‘Fool’.”
”The Fool’s” Crane’s gaze fell on “The Inverted Hangman” Alger’s face:
”Wait a while, and you’ll see what your mission is.”
Klein had already foreseen the corresponding picture.
Without waiting for Alger to speak, he continued:
”You may take the ‘Scepter of Poseidon’ with you, but in the meantime, the prayers of all Poseidon’s followers will be diverted to the ‘Sun’ and directed to me.”
”Inverted Hanging Man” Alger, although he was still unable to accurately guess what his mission was, already had some vague premonitions. He responded with an attitude after a brief pause:
”Yes, Mr. ‘Fool’.”
Klein withdrew his gaze, looked around the room again, and said slowly:
”After that, you may still meet here on the first Monday afternoon of each month, but there will no longer be a convener.”
”If you need to have a private, covert mini-discussion, pray ahead and wait for a response.”
With that said, “Fool” Klein closed his eyes and said:
”That is all for this gathering.”
The members of the Tarot Club could hardly contain the inexplicable sadness that welled up in them, as if a grand ball had come to an end.
They stood up at the same time and made a solemn bow to the uppermost head of the long mottled table:
”Your will is our will.”
Krynn waited until they had finished before lifting the hold and watched as the streaks of crimson starlight dispersed and flew few and far between.
Staring at such a scene for a few seconds, he materialized a yellowish parchment and a dark red round-bellied fountain pen.
After a moment’s thought, Klein wrote simply:
”Dear Mr. Aztec:”
”Due to some complicated reasons, I will probably be sleeping for a long time, and I apologize that I may not be able to write to you for a long time ……”
After writing only that sentence, Klein stopped and let the pen disappear.
–That piece of paper, even though he had materialized it, was enough to maintain it for over a hundred years with his current bit, level, and power, even if it was taken to the outside world.
He closed his eyes again, beckoned the Aztec brass whistle, and blew it.
At the same time, he let go of a little of the restriction from the Source Fortress itself.
The white bone messenger appeared, and every bone from top to bottom was shaking so fiercely that it seemed like it would collapse at any moment.
If it wasn’t for the fact that Kraven had already handed over the letter, it might have just prostrated itself on the ground.
When the white bone messenger received the letter and left the “Source Castle” in a hurry, Klein raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead.
It wasn’t that the “Heavenly Father” had willed himself out of eternal sleep, or that his wakefulness was painful to maintain, but it was a habit.
Slowly leaning back, Klein sighed softly.
On either side of the mottled table, Audrey “Justice”, Alger “The Hanged Man”, Derek “The Sun”, Forsyth “The Magician”, and “Forsyth, Emlyn the Moon, Gloria the Hermit, Leonard the Star, and Hugh the Judge. “Hugh” reappeared in the order in which they joined the Tarot Club.
But this time, they weren’t real people, just projections that no longer appeared blurry, all revealing themselves as Klein remembered them.
Immediately afterward, more figures appeared, and they were:
Mature men with receding hairline and deep eyes, voluptuous witches with blue eyeshadow and blush, middle-aged and elderly men with black hair interspersed with silver threads and unusually loud voices, women with short hair on their ears and approaching half a hundred years of age, youths playing with their cell phones while enjoying a meal, young girls who were very happy and giggling, government employees who were relatively old compared to their peers and with a rather high hairline, young girls in old-fashioned and mechanically-focused dresses and skirts, and pale-faced A lady who looks like a mannequin, an instructor with soft features and a bronze complexion, a child licking an ice cream, a lady carrying four heads, an old man studying a bill ……
They sat or stood, gathered next to people they knew, and in the light of the flickering candles on the long table, they either discussed different things, or followed the music and danced.
Klein watched the lively scene in silence, his expression gradually softening.
After an unknown amount of time, he stood up and walked through them to the depths of this space.
Behind him, the figures, the candlelight, and the music faded and disappeared one after another.
When the strange light door on the gray cloud was in sight, Klein beckoned for the “magic mirror” Arodes.
At this time, those transparent or opaque insects and bugs in the center of the strange light door into a ball of light has been completely linked together, become green and black.
It was like a thick layer of fog that made it impossible to see what was behind the door.
Klein didn’t enter immediately after arriving here, only to feel as if there was an extremely terrifying monster hiding behind the door, waiting to devour him.
He raised his head and looked towards the transparent “cocoons” hanging on the light door, looking towards the “cocoons” inside the same “modern” human beings of different colors.
After closing his eyes and sensing for a while, Klein raised his right hand and closed his fingers.
The “cocoons” then ruptured, and the people inside turned into points of light that flew out of the “Source Castle” and landed on some recently dead people in the real world.
After doing this, Klein lowered his head and looked at the “magic mirror” in his palm and said:
”Scared?”
On the surface of the ancient silver mirror, the watery light shook for a while, and the ghastly white words were outlined:
”Fear not.”
In the next second, Aroldus followed the rules and asked his own question:
”Great master, are you afraid?”
Klein’s mouth twitched slightly as he said:
”Fear.”
After saying that, he took a step forward, took the “Magic Mirror”, walked towards the greenish-black mist in the middle of the strange light door, and penetrated through it.
His figure disappeared behind the door that hid something.
The broken cocoons were still swaying gently.