Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 116
What is he talking about?
Forsi's mind was in chaos.

Did he just mention Klein?I remember, this is, the name of Mr. World, right?
Fors glanced at Amon cautiously, and found that the other party seemed to have discovered something interesting, and did not do anything further to her, so she relaxed and thought.

Ah, yes, I remembered, Mister Fool said that he used Mister World's body to play a game with Amon in the Land Abandoned by God...

Amon must have regarded "The World" as Mr. "Fool" at that time, so he deliberately said it to shake me...

Fors thought bitterly.

This Amon is really hateful... I, I have my heart and soul for Mister Fool!
Fore wanted to imitate the way those characters in his novels express contempt, such as spitting to strengthen his firm belief in Mr. Fool, but after thinking about it, the creatures around him might be Amon's clone, so he finally gave up up.

If I spit on some Amon's avatar and he regards it as a provocation, I'm afraid I'll have to explain it here...

"But, he should have fallen asleep."

Amon didn't pay attention to Forsi's wild thoughts, just bowed his head in thought, talking to himself.After a while, he raised his head and smiled warmly at Forsi, laughing until Forsi's whole body was hairy.

"I changed my mind."

"What's the idea?"

Fors asked nervously.

"The fact that you came to the starry sky seems to constitute a certain condition,"

Amon casually played with the corner of his black robe with his fingers.

"And after meeting this condition, He can make a response to a certain extent. I was stopped by Him just now... It is indeed a half 'secret', even if the little power allocated during the struggle with that person can stop an angel."

"Don't try to find out what's different about you—the same barriers you use to protect against pollution you can't see are the same things you can't see."

Seeing Forsi touching her body curiously, wanting to see if there was any change in herself, Amon said with some amusement.

"Okay, let's talk about my new idea now."

Amon adjusted his monocle, and there was a sly light in his black eyes.

"I don't seem to be able to pose a threat to you-although I can find a way to bypass this restriction, but that is too troublesome. Besides, I am not here for tourism, but have my own goals, which requires me to be nearby Search around the planet."

"And now I have lost my uniqueness, and I have also lost the ability of Bethel. When I travel between the stars, I can only steal the distance bit by bit, which is incomparable to the apprentice's teleportation..."

Ignoring Forsi's frightened eyes, Amon put his hands on Forsi's shoulders, and said in a gentle tone next to Forsi's ear:

"Palles gave me some inspiration. I will parasitize you more gently and will not threaten your safety. You use your teleportation ability to take me on a trip here. After my brother succeeds, I will allow you to leave .”

"Don't worry about me lying... After all, with that guy's protection, if I really do something wrong, it will make him affect the real world more. And I don't want to see this situation."

"But, but, I only have Sequence 4, so I can't carry out interstellar teleportation..."

Fors said tremblingly.

Amon was silent.The two continued to stare.

"Based on what I've seen from Klein, what should I say to express my emotions at this time..."

Amon frowned and pondered for a while, then grinned suddenly, and said in an extremely exaggerated tone:

"No way, no way, no one really hasn't even arrived at Sequence 3, right? So pitiful, you people..."

Forsi: "..."

I don't know why I feel so angry now, but I can't beat him...

When "The Fool" was asleep, he fixed some forms of rewards in the form of verbal contracts with members of the Tarot Society.In this way, even if he does not wake up, he can use some authority to bypass the restrictions and impose certain protection on the members of the Tarot Society.

The conditions set by Fors and the "Fool" are to help "The World" write some biographies, investigate the status of the Abraham family and Mr. "Gate" information, and Mister Fool will go to When in the starry sky, give her shelter.

Although I only have Sequence 4 now, I still have "hope" to become a planeswalker, and the situation just now has no other way to deal with it other than being exiled to the starry sky. It can be regarded as "must go to the starry sky"...

Fore thought about it, and felt that he had sorted out the joints.

To be promoted, the Planeswalker does have to go to the starry sky, but the two can also be satisfied at the same time without contact. Mister Fool expected this situation from the beginning, so he deliberately vague... He, He is indeed resourceful and innocuous. I don't know!

Moreover, He did not specify the specific type of shelter, so He can prevent me from being eroded by the pollution in the depths of the starry sky, and can also help me resist the threat of Amon...

Thinking of this, Forsi felt a little relieved, and began to think seriously.

……

On the other side, Rose Street, Altaïr's home.

Altaïr only had Sequence 8 when he first joined the Tarot Society, and now he is about to be promoted to Sequence 7.
Although Altaïr didn't know about it, he also fulfilled one of Mister Fool's promises without knowing it at all: to improve his sequence as much as possible to cope with the coming of the doomsday.

This is a task issued to all members of the Tarot Society. Even if Altaïr, who joined later, is also a member of the Tarot Society, he can use similar methods to make Mister Fool exert similar influence.

However, the strength of this influence is related to the current sequence of the members. With Altaïr's current sequence, the influence that Mister Fool can give is also very limited.

Altaïr wiped away the tears of joy that fell from his face, and before the candles on the table burned out, he tore off the necklace on his chest that was used for the ceremony, and took off the ring, brooch and cuff Nails, drop them on the ground so as not to interfere with the ceremonial stand on the table.

Afterwards, he picked up the bottle of witch potion on the table without hesitation.

Temporarily interrupted magic mirror In the magic mirror placed in the center of the divination venue, his face, which has become somewhat soft and neutral, is reflected. Under the crimson moonlight, the false spirituality in his body caused by the ritual is restlessly restless, panting The raised black hair fell slowly, like a quietly flowing river.

Looking at himself in the mirror, the corners of Altaïr's mouth twitched twice, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.In the end, he just looked in the mirror and smiled peacefully.

"Happy New Year, Mister Witch."

Afterwards, he drank the four-color potions in the bottle in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)