When Leonard reacted, towering stone pillars had appeared in front of him, standing on the boundless gray and white mist, supporting the magnificent palace like a giant's residence.
Green eyes were blank. After a second of a moment, Leonard realized that he had sat on the side of a long mottled and ancient bronze table, and there were high-back chairs that gave people a sense of majestic and solemnity.
At the top of the mottled long table, a figure was shrouded in thick gray fog, leaning leisurely against the back of the chair, as if looking down at everything in the world.
As soon as this figure came into Leonard's eyes, he seemed to have boarded a passenger ship, facing the abyss sea at the edge or the bottom, or walking out of the city, coming to the suburbs, looking up at the towering peaks that thrust into the clouds.
In an instant, thoughts flashed through Leonard's mind, and he had a rough guess about his own situation. As an extraordinary person in the church, a believer who was convinced that the real existence of the gods was irresistible to resist his inner feelings and subconsciously left his seat to worship the existence in front of him.
The power of the gods is like a mountain and a sea!
Leonard just stood up, but was suppressed by invisible force, and a low and plain voice echoed in his ears:
No need to be so troublesome.
You can call me Mr. Fool.
Fool... Sure enough... Leonard's heart, which was originally afraid of the unknown, suddenly settled down. Although he was still worried about what would happen next, he was no longer so nervous, no longer restless, and had dry mouths.
He half-up, pressed his hands on his chest, and bowed:
Dear Mr. Fool, why did you call me here?
As a night watchman with many years of experience and as a Red Glove who has participated in many major cases, Leonard knows how dangerous it is to establish a connection with a secret existence, and understands that he has begun to slide down from the edge of the abyss and has no chance of saving.
The moment he decided to recite the name of the Fool, he was able to foresee the tragic ending, but for revenge, he made a choice regardless.
However, people have the instinct to survive. Thinking that Crane Moretti, who believes in the Fool, is not only alive, but even becomes a demigod, Leonard inevitably has a little hope.
At this time, he heard the foolish man shrouded in gray fog and laughed:
Since you have prayed for help from me, you must give something according to the principle of equivalent exchange.
Leonard's body trembled, his head buried lower:
What do you want to get?
After a brief interval, the Fool's voice sounded again:
Don't worry, maybe you will be asked to do something in the future and provide some help to some people.
Sit down.
Leonard slowly breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, looked around and said:
Has he, Klein Moretti, been here like me?
The fool in the mist said in a low tone:
A different way.
A different way... Sure enough, Klein did not enter here because of reciting the name of the Lord. He became a believer of Mr. Fool by accepting the guidance of Azke Eggs, the consul of the Death... Leonard couldn't help but look around again and found that there were twenty-two high-backed chairs around the mottled long table.
Corresponding to twenty-two extraordinary ways, or twenty-two tarot cards... Fool... Leonard just had a guess in his heart, and heard Mr. Fool chuckling:
In addition to you, there are other creatures who are pulled here for various reasons.
They beg me to hold regular gatherings, exchange of news, trading materials, trading recipes, and mutual assistance, which can help them quickly improve and become high-serialists.
This is a bit different from the secret organization I imagined with the tarot card as the code, and it is relatively loose... What is the purpose of Mr. Fool to agree to such a request?
After coming to this ancient palace above the gray fog, Leonard's spirit was always very tense, making his thinking much more agile than normal, and he thought of many questions.
After successfully revenge, he was actually depressed and empty for a while, as if he had lost his life goal, but he quickly cheered up because Daly's death told him that he was not strong enough. If he wanted to reduce the number of casualties of his companions in future tasks, he would no longer have the ability to save himself, and he would at least increase to Sequence 4 and become a demigod and half-human existence.
Therefore, the Fool's words just now made him feel like this, and he also believed that joining the party and deeply understanding the situation within this secret organization will help to avoid the dangers caused by establishing a connection with the Fool to the greatest extent in the future.
After considering it, Leonard asked:
Is Klein Moretti also one of the regular parties?
He has a seat here?
The fool gave a casual answer:
Yes.
Leonard said in silence for a second:
Dear Mr. Fool, can I join that regular party?
The fool, shrouded in gray mist, said with a smile:
Can.
But after you go back, remember to mention this matter to Palessolo Yasde and don't try to hide it from Him.
He...the old man is really an angel!No wonder the talisman of the stolen fortune is so magical... Although Leonard had a certain understanding, he was still shocked after being confirmed by Mr. Fool.
He hesitated for a moment and said:
Why do you have to tell Palessoloasde?
Although he and Palessolo Yasde get along well and have established a certain amount of trust between each other, he still has a lot of vigilance in his heart. The reason why he took the initiative to ask just now was that he hoped to balance the potential dangers brought by the ancient parasite by joining Mr. Fool's secret party.
He immediately heard the foolish gentleman laugh:
Many times, deterrence is more useful than combat.
Deterrence is more useful than battle... Yes, forcibly balanced may stimulate the old man. No matter what, the final battlefield must be in my body, which is very unfavorable to me. Deterrence can make him realize the situation. Even if he is malicious, he will think of another way out... Leonard bowed his head suddenly and said:
Dear Mr. Fool, I have no problem.
The fool at the top of the bronze table showed a deck of tarot cards, raised his hand and pointed:
They picked a tarot card as their code name, and you can draw one too.
The cards with the owner have been eliminated here.
Sure enough, with the tarot card as the code name... Leonard breathed and couldn't help but ask another question:
Which card does Klein Moretti draw?
world.The fool said lightly, that was him, not him.
What does it mean... Leonard didn't dare to ask more questions, stretched out his right hand and drew a card from the tarot card.
After turning it open, he saw the stars in the sky and the goddess who poured into the holy water.
Star Card!
This was not very consistent with Leonard's taste, but since the ceremony had been completed under the witness of Mr. Fool, he had to accept it.
Go back, Beckland time gets on time every Monday and 3pm.The foolish man shrouded in the grey mist raised his hand and let Leonard, who was rushing to salute, disappear into the ancient palace.
Fool Klein then chuckled softly and turned all the tarot cards to the front.
They have the same image, the same stars all over the sky.
Each card is a star card!
After laughing for a while, Klein turned his eyes again to the crimson star representing Leonard.
When trying to pull the poet's classmate into the gray fog, he made careful observation in advance and found that there was a light mass hidden in Leonard Mitchell's body, which seemed to be composed of countless insects, hidden deep in his spiritual body.
This made Klein confirm that Palessoloasd was just a preliminary parasitic and did not control Leonard's mental body, astral body, etheric body and flesh body. He was promoted to a demigod and had a deeper grasp of the mysterious space above the gray fog. He could no longer only target the soul as a whole when pulling people, but could make effective divisions and selections.
So, Klein decided not to move Leonard's spiritual body and only pull his astral body over the mist, which could avoid stimulating Palessoloasde or bringing him to this mysterious space. Of course, the angel of the thief's path must be able to detect what happened.
The ability of the extraordinary person to enter other people's dreams comes from the astral body and does not affect Leonard's ability to perform his own expertise in this mysterious space.
Hopefully he can get rid of the parasites of Palessoloasde step by step... Klein suddenly sighed.
The reason why he lets Leonard enter the Tarot Club was to help this teammate gradually become stronger and escape from the shadow brought by Palessolo Yasde.
If the angel who was the thief had no malice, let Leonard help him hide from Amon and help him recover, and instead force him to find another parasitic object.
Retracting his gaze, Klein thought for a while, threw the potion formula of the Hunter Path Sequence 6 Conspirator into the light spot representing Danitz, and in the tone of Germansparrow, he ordered him to leave the Southern Continent and return to the Golden Dream.
…………
Hunting the compound eyes of the black spider, the brain of the human lion... Danitz was stunned to recall what he saw just now and stood up happily.
He decided to say goodbye to Anderson Hood immediately and escape from the dangerous Southern Continent.
When he came to the door of the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea, he knocked lightly and saw the wooden door open back.
Anderson didn't even close the door!
Danitz was surprised and hurriedly turned his eyes to see Anderson holding the short blade and gesturing on his stomach.
Green eyes were blank. After a second of a moment, Leonard realized that he had sat on the side of a long mottled and ancient bronze table, and there were high-back chairs that gave people a sense of majestic and solemnity.
At the top of the mottled long table, a figure was shrouded in thick gray fog, leaning leisurely against the back of the chair, as if looking down at everything in the world.
As soon as this figure came into Leonard's eyes, he seemed to have boarded a passenger ship, facing the abyss sea at the edge or the bottom, or walking out of the city, coming to the suburbs, looking up at the towering peaks that thrust into the clouds.
In an instant, thoughts flashed through Leonard's mind, and he had a rough guess about his own situation. As an extraordinary person in the church, a believer who was convinced that the real existence of the gods was irresistible to resist his inner feelings and subconsciously left his seat to worship the existence in front of him.
The power of the gods is like a mountain and a sea!
Leonard just stood up, but was suppressed by invisible force, and a low and plain voice echoed in his ears:
No need to be so troublesome.
You can call me Mr. Fool.
Fool... Sure enough... Leonard's heart, which was originally afraid of the unknown, suddenly settled down. Although he was still worried about what would happen next, he was no longer so nervous, no longer restless, and had dry mouths.
He half-up, pressed his hands on his chest, and bowed:
Dear Mr. Fool, why did you call me here?
As a night watchman with many years of experience and as a Red Glove who has participated in many major cases, Leonard knows how dangerous it is to establish a connection with a secret existence, and understands that he has begun to slide down from the edge of the abyss and has no chance of saving.
The moment he decided to recite the name of the Fool, he was able to foresee the tragic ending, but for revenge, he made a choice regardless.
However, people have the instinct to survive. Thinking that Crane Moretti, who believes in the Fool, is not only alive, but even becomes a demigod, Leonard inevitably has a little hope.
At this time, he heard the foolish man shrouded in gray fog and laughed:
Since you have prayed for help from me, you must give something according to the principle of equivalent exchange.
Leonard's body trembled, his head buried lower:
What do you want to get?
After a brief interval, the Fool's voice sounded again:
Don't worry, maybe you will be asked to do something in the future and provide some help to some people.
Sit down.
Leonard slowly breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, looked around and said:
Has he, Klein Moretti, been here like me?
The fool in the mist said in a low tone:
A different way.
A different way... Sure enough, Klein did not enter here because of reciting the name of the Lord. He became a believer of Mr. Fool by accepting the guidance of Azke Eggs, the consul of the Death... Leonard couldn't help but look around again and found that there were twenty-two high-backed chairs around the mottled long table.
Corresponding to twenty-two extraordinary ways, or twenty-two tarot cards... Fool... Leonard just had a guess in his heart, and heard Mr. Fool chuckling:
In addition to you, there are other creatures who are pulled here for various reasons.
They beg me to hold regular gatherings, exchange of news, trading materials, trading recipes, and mutual assistance, which can help them quickly improve and become high-serialists.
This is a bit different from the secret organization I imagined with the tarot card as the code, and it is relatively loose... What is the purpose of Mr. Fool to agree to such a request?
After coming to this ancient palace above the gray fog, Leonard's spirit was always very tense, making his thinking much more agile than normal, and he thought of many questions.
After successfully revenge, he was actually depressed and empty for a while, as if he had lost his life goal, but he quickly cheered up because Daly's death told him that he was not strong enough. If he wanted to reduce the number of casualties of his companions in future tasks, he would no longer have the ability to save himself, and he would at least increase to Sequence 4 and become a demigod and half-human existence.
Therefore, the Fool's words just now made him feel like this, and he also believed that joining the party and deeply understanding the situation within this secret organization will help to avoid the dangers caused by establishing a connection with the Fool to the greatest extent in the future.
After considering it, Leonard asked:
Is Klein Moretti also one of the regular parties?
He has a seat here?
The fool gave a casual answer:
Yes.
Leonard said in silence for a second:
Dear Mr. Fool, can I join that regular party?
The fool, shrouded in gray mist, said with a smile:
Can.
But after you go back, remember to mention this matter to Palessolo Yasde and don't try to hide it from Him.
He...the old man is really an angel!No wonder the talisman of the stolen fortune is so magical... Although Leonard had a certain understanding, he was still shocked after being confirmed by Mr. Fool.
He hesitated for a moment and said:
Why do you have to tell Palessoloasde?
Although he and Palessolo Yasde get along well and have established a certain amount of trust between each other, he still has a lot of vigilance in his heart. The reason why he took the initiative to ask just now was that he hoped to balance the potential dangers brought by the ancient parasite by joining Mr. Fool's secret party.
He immediately heard the foolish gentleman laugh:
Many times, deterrence is more useful than combat.
Deterrence is more useful than battle... Yes, forcibly balanced may stimulate the old man. No matter what, the final battlefield must be in my body, which is very unfavorable to me. Deterrence can make him realize the situation. Even if he is malicious, he will think of another way out... Leonard bowed his head suddenly and said:
Dear Mr. Fool, I have no problem.
The fool at the top of the bronze table showed a deck of tarot cards, raised his hand and pointed:
They picked a tarot card as their code name, and you can draw one too.
The cards with the owner have been eliminated here.
Sure enough, with the tarot card as the code name... Leonard breathed and couldn't help but ask another question:
Which card does Klein Moretti draw?
world.The fool said lightly, that was him, not him.
What does it mean... Leonard didn't dare to ask more questions, stretched out his right hand and drew a card from the tarot card.
After turning it open, he saw the stars in the sky and the goddess who poured into the holy water.
Star Card!
This was not very consistent with Leonard's taste, but since the ceremony had been completed under the witness of Mr. Fool, he had to accept it.
Go back, Beckland time gets on time every Monday and 3pm.The foolish man shrouded in the grey mist raised his hand and let Leonard, who was rushing to salute, disappear into the ancient palace.
Fool Klein then chuckled softly and turned all the tarot cards to the front.
They have the same image, the same stars all over the sky.
Each card is a star card!
After laughing for a while, Klein turned his eyes again to the crimson star representing Leonard.
When trying to pull the poet's classmate into the gray fog, he made careful observation in advance and found that there was a light mass hidden in Leonard Mitchell's body, which seemed to be composed of countless insects, hidden deep in his spiritual body.
This made Klein confirm that Palessoloasd was just a preliminary parasitic and did not control Leonard's mental body, astral body, etheric body and flesh body. He was promoted to a demigod and had a deeper grasp of the mysterious space above the gray fog. He could no longer only target the soul as a whole when pulling people, but could make effective divisions and selections.
So, Klein decided not to move Leonard's spiritual body and only pull his astral body over the mist, which could avoid stimulating Palessoloasde or bringing him to this mysterious space. Of course, the angel of the thief's path must be able to detect what happened.
The ability of the extraordinary person to enter other people's dreams comes from the astral body and does not affect Leonard's ability to perform his own expertise in this mysterious space.
Hopefully he can get rid of the parasites of Palessoloasde step by step... Klein suddenly sighed.
The reason why he lets Leonard enter the Tarot Club was to help this teammate gradually become stronger and escape from the shadow brought by Palessolo Yasde.
If the angel who was the thief had no malice, let Leonard help him hide from Amon and help him recover, and instead force him to find another parasitic object.
Retracting his gaze, Klein thought for a while, threw the potion formula of the Hunter Path Sequence 6 Conspirator into the light spot representing Danitz, and in the tone of Germansparrow, he ordered him to leave the Southern Continent and return to the Golden Dream.
…………
Hunting the compound eyes of the black spider, the brain of the human lion... Danitz was stunned to recall what he saw just now and stood up happily.
He decided to say goodbye to Anderson Hood immediately and escape from the dangerous Southern Continent.
When he came to the door of the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea, he knocked lightly and saw the wooden door open back.
Anderson didn't even close the door!
Danitz was surprised and hurriedly turned his eyes to see Anderson holding the short blade and gesturing on his stomach.
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