Volume 7: The Hanged Man chapter 60 – a successful “mass”

　　Baldur approved of praying to Mr. Fool with both hands and feet, and had no intention of urging Boone to do so.

　　He himself prayed for more than a minute every morning when he awoke and every night before he went to sleep, thanking Mr. Fool for the pure sunshine, the good food, and the absence of depressing despair.

　　”Good, I’ll start preparing today’s ingredients.” Badr smiled and nodded to Boone.

　　Several minutes later, he carried many bags of ingredients into the kitchen as if he were carrying several curtains.

　　By this time, Boone had found a chair and sat down, praying reverently to Mr. Fool:

　　”Great lord of the spirit world, ‘Fool’ of this age, I long for your blessing, and for the fulfillment of my desire to be free of my deformity …….”

　　Such words rang out and echoed low almost simultaneously within the church on Phillips Street, in several places in Byam, in New Silver City, and in Crescent City, which was located in the forest.

　　Sin and Ruth, who had a very low self-esteem, vaguely guessed that Mr. “Fool” intended to fulfill a similar wish, and when they prayed, their bodies trembled slightly, which was hard to control.

　　They longed too much to be like normal people.

　　They also longed for the bustling Bayam, its secret baked fish, candy factories, and food from all over the world, and a life of drinking and chatting, singing and dancing.

　　Above the gray fog, inside the ancient palace, the “Fool” Krynn, sitting at the top of the bronze table, saw a little bit of pure light of different hues light up one after another, forming a slowly rotating vast galaxy in front of his eyes.

　　The voices of the prayers overlapped completely, echoing inside the Source Castle, causing ripples.

　　Klein closed his eyes and sensed for a few seconds, then raised his right hand with a sigh, flexed his middle finger, and lightly tapped the edge of the mottled long table.

　　Within the sound of the tap, invisible power spread rapidly like ripples on the surface of the water, surging within each point of prayer light and spilling over onto the people of Moon City.

　　Sensing something suddenly, Sin jerked her hand up and touched the center of her face.

　　In the next second, she felt a solid nose.

　　Almost instinctively, Sin rubbed the spot from top to bottom and bottom to top several times before she dared to believe that she had grown a nose and was no longer deformed.

　　She closed her eyes momentarily, bent her back, pressed her forehead to the ground, and praised Mr. Fool with uncontrollable glee.

　　Around her, similar praises grew louder and neater.

　　Ruth’s crowded eyes parted, Boone’s eyes became symmetrical, and every deformed and genetically ugly person in Crescent City broke through their original limitations and transformed into a normal human being at this moment.

　　At this moment, no matter if they were in Crescent City, New Silver City, or Bayam, they all heard the church bells ringing at the same time:

　　”Dang!”

　　The ethereal and melodious sound of the bell echoed in the hearts of the people of Moon City, ringing in the ears of everyone who heard it, as if it could wash their hearts and bring about the truest touch of life.

　　The tears that Xin and Ruth and the others had been holding back finally flowed out, only to feel that their bodies and minds had become serene and no longer had the slightest bit of dust.

　　They subconsciously raised their heads and cast their eyes to the place where the sound of the bell came from, realizing that it came from outside of Crescent City, separated from this place by an unknown amount of distance.

　　Miracle ah …… The heart of the people of Crescent City suddenly sprang up with such a thought.

　　Inside New Silver City, which had a road connection with them, Weet Hilmon and the others also cast their eyes into the distance, towards the direction of Bayam.

　　The sound of bells came from that place.

　　”Praise be to Mr. ‘Fool’!” They murmured at the same time and pressed their right palms to their left chests.

　　Inside the city of Byam, Boone and Bader tearfully adjusted their positions towards Phillips Street, towards the church that belonged to Mr. Fool, and listened to the sacred bells from heaven with reverence and gratitude.

　　Above the gray mist, Klein, the Fool, was a little stunned and bewildered.

　　The sudden ringing of the bells was not in his preconceived plan.

　　He immediately turned his attention to the Church of the Fool at 16 Phillips Street.

　　Almost simultaneously, he saw the tall bell tower attached to the church by the light of prayer, and saw a young man in a peaked fedora and classic black robe standing at the top of the bell tower.

　　This young man was holding a black bell hammer and striking the bell again and again.

　　As if sensing the gaze from the infinite heights, the young man stopped, raised his head slightly, and corrected the crystal monocle he wore on his right eye.

　　At the same time, the corners of his mouth, which already contained a smile, pulled wider and wider.

　　”……” Klein nearly exploded into foul language.

　　At this moment, his eyes were hardly able to hide the fact that he was staring blankly, not quite understanding why the “Angel of Time” Amon had suddenly appeared, and had also seriously rung the bell of his church.

　　In fact, Klein was somewhat prepared for the possible arrival of Amon and Charatruz, because the number of people in Silver City and Moon City was too large to be integrated into the outside world covertly.

　　That is to say, Silver City and Moon City will certainly be known by the major churches and hidden organizations, in this case, no matter whether it is public or private missionary, will not affect the development of things, so Klein acquiesced to Silver City’s attempts to widely preach the faith of the “Fools” to prepare more anchors for his promotion to Sequence 1.

　　Based on this premise, he was ready for Charatu, Amon and other hidden enemies to come to Bayam, and even hoped that they would do just that:

　　Here, Klein, who possessed the Angel King’s position and level in the “Source Castle”, could fully utilize his home field advantage, and Silver City, with its “0” level seal, could completely confront Amon and take down Chalatu.

　　This is undoubtedly a better choice than having the main body suddenly encounter a prepared enemy somewhere else, or being discovered after creating a city of secret puppets.

　　However, Amon’s current behavior confused Klein, who didn’t understand what the “God of Fraud” was trying to achieve.

　　……

　　16 Phillips Street, inside the Church of the Fools.

　　Derek Burger, the Archbishop of the city and the Elder of the Council of Six in Silver City, looked up at the stained glass in dismay.

　　A ray of sunlight shone in from there, allowing Derek to interpret a scene from it:

　　The black hammer fell, and the great bell’s swaying gradually ceased.

　　I didn t arrange for anyone to ring the bell …… Derek s brow furrowed for a moment.

　　As a member of Silver City and as a demigod of the Sun Realm, he had a keen intuition about abnormalities and knew that something must have gone wrong.

　　But this strange bell-ringing event didn’t bring about any half-surprises, and apart from itself, everything seemed as normal as it was.

　　Derek utilized his extraordinary ability to examine his surroundings with the “No Dark One” while quickly pondering whether the ringing of the bells had any occult symbolic significance.

　　After eliminating one possibility after another, he suddenly remembered the Fool’s Canon compiled by Silver City.

　　There were bell-ringing related contents in it!

　　It was used to describe the relationship between the Angel of Time, Amon, and Mr. Fool, and to determine the substantive status of the k.

　　Derek was actually against that statement, because he knew that “Blasphemer” Amon was not a member of Mr. Fool’s family, and that their relationship was not even amicable, but hostile.

　　However, the lies he had told before had convinced the other members of the “Council of Six” in Silver City that the “Angel of Time” Amon had been appointed by Mr. Fool to shed the first light on the people of the Forsaken Land. The first light of the existence, it is because k “parasitized” Derek, and then all the subsequent changes until the arrival of hope.

　　Derek wanted to explain, but was too embarrassed to do so. It would have led to too many lies, and would have caused him to lose his image in front of the rest of the elders of the Council of Six, and in front of the people of Silver City, and to die a social death, just as Ms. Justice had once said.

　　In the end, he chose to procrastinate, thinking that the Holy Scripture was to be shown to Mr. Fool first, and that if there was anything wrong with the description, K would surely send down an oracle and give his opinion on how to amend it.

　　Who knows, Mr. Fool did not say anything, and acquiesced to the content of the sacred text.

　　Could it be that Amon has come to ring the bell? Derek was in a trance for a moment, thinking that this was too unbelievable.

　　He bowed his head and began to pray, reporting the matter to Mr. Fool.

　　……

　　Above the Gray Mist, inside the Source Castle.

　　Before Klein could remove Amon, the other party became transparent, turned into light, and disappeared into the clock tower.

　　”What does this guy want to do? If Father K is the Great Emperor and not the Ancient Sun God, then I can reasonably suspect that K is ‘delivering a bell’ to me …… “While checking whether there was any lurking Amon inside the people of Silver City and Moon City, Klein analyzed without any thought about the Amon’s purpose.

　　Just as he was about to seek clues with divination, “Sun” Derek finished his prayer.

　　”…… Canon, Canon?” The corners of Klein’s mouth twitched slightly as he summoned the Holy Scripture that Silver City had sacrificed to himself from the pile of clutter.

　　He had only flipped through a few pages before, and was too embarrassed to bear it, not reading any further, assuming an I-don’t-know-I-don’t-exist-if-I-don’t-pay-attention stance.

　　Of course, he was not careless in this regard, but still cautious enough to use divination methods within the “Source Castle” to confirm that the sacred text would not bring any harm to himself.

　　With this premise, he had acquiesced to Silver City’s adoption of this version of the Canon.

　　Taking a slow breath, Klein stretched out his right hand and flipped the scripture in front of him page by page.

　　The muscles of his face gradually twitched a little, and the corners of his mouth grinned downward a little more with difficulty.

　　Klein flipped faster and faster and faster, and finally, he saw the last page.

　　Snap!

　　Klein slammed the Fool’s Sacred Scripture closed and threw it back inside the pile of clutter.

　　”After this miracle in Moon City, well, the magic potion has been pretty much digested, and the Secret Puppet City will have to ascend to the stage of history ……” Klein examined his own condition with a blank face and nodded his head imperceptibly.

　　Since he had initially taken control of the “Source Castle”, he was able to get feedback from reality here as well.