Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 91 Find the Fool

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In Queens District, in a house that is not very eye-catching here, the Extraordinary party held by Mr. A was going on as scheduled.

Fors and Xio changed their attire, and accompanied Viscount Greint who was wearing an iron black mask into the hall, and found a seat at random.

Before the official start of the party, Viscount Glaint wrote his needs to the waiter first, and prayed to the goddess, hoping that someone would respond later.

Forsi was as lazy as usual, and rarely put on a hood, covering her face with a shadow.

She was thinking about Mr. Lawrence.It is suspected that the old man of the Abraham family closed his eyes and died in the hotel, leaving behind a small "diamond" and a special notebook, asking her to give these relics to others.And what that eye-sized "diamond" is, she is very clear, it is the Extraordinary characteristic left by the other party, but she is temporarily unable to confirm that it belongs to the sequence number.

Forsi flipped through that notebook casually, and found that many papers inside were still blank, while the written content was filled with all kinds of strange, weird, mysterious symbols and magic symbols, which completely exceeded Forsi's level. range of knowledge.

It doesn't matter what it is, the important thing is that I have to keep my promise... Fors warned herself.

At this time, Mr. A, who was sitting on the sofa with an exaggerated hood, said hoarsely: "I have a mission."

"Help me find some people who believe in the so-called 'fools'."

ah?Forsi regained consciousness from her own thoughts.

"Fools?" The Extraordinary people who attended Mr. A's party were either chewing on this word to themselves, or whispering to their companions, discussing whether they had met anyone with similar beliefs.

At this time, Mr. A asked the waiter next to him to hold up a blackboard with a few lines of words written in Loen script:

"The fool who is not of this age;
"The mysterious ruler above the gray mist;

"The Yellow and Black King of Good Luck."

While everyone was looking at the blackboard, Mr. A said in a hoarse and uncomfortable voice:

"Don't read the above content in Hermes, even more so in Giant, Elvish, Dragon, and Ancient Hermes, and you can't even use them to write the corresponding descriptions, otherwise there is a high probability that terrible things will happen.

"Help me find those who believe in 'The Fool', of course, they may also follow the 'mysterious master above the gray mist', the 'yellow and black king in charge of good luck', as long as you get a little clue, tell me immediately, I The rewards given will be richer than your imagination!"

"This description... sounds like an amazing existence. I have only seen similar names in the books of the Seven Gods!" A certain party member exclaimed.

His companion shook his head and said, "Many cult objects will have similar descriptions."

"Really a cult organization?" The other party members blurted out in astonishment when they heard their discussion.

"It should be, generally speaking, the spirit world creatures we summon may also have such three paragraphs of description, but one of them must be 'who and so and so's favor' or similar to 'something that belongs to who and so and so', it will not be This form!" A party member who is proficient in occultism gave a theoretical basis.

Fools who do not belong to this era... Isn't this the description I saw on that paper?I even had a dream about an evil spirit! "At the same time, Xio also remembered the incident that left her with lingering fears, but her long experience as a bounty hunter did not expose her to any abnormalities.

While they were exchanging enthusiastically, Forsi was completely dumbfounded there.

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At night, Klein, who was about to get into bed, came above the gray mist again.

He who was quite sleepy was immediately sobered up by the news that Miss "Magician" told him.

"Does the Aurora Society know about 'The Fool'? Know my honorable name? Has the 'True Creator' locked me?" Klein sat up straight suddenly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

He quickly denied the last guess. If the "True Creator" really locked him, Mr. A would have come to collect the copper pennies from the gas meter, and there might even be a saint.

In other words, I only know "The Fool" and the corresponding honorable name, and know that the clue is in Backlund... Who leaked the news?Klein frowned, thinking about it carefully.

Soon, he discovered a possibility:
Recently, only the little "Sun" has recited my venerable name. He held a sacrificial ceremony. There should be symbols corresponding to "The Fool" on the scene, and there should be an ancient palace above the gray mist... Therefore, "True Creator" Aware of the existence of "The Fool", and determined that I was the guy who was blaspheming, no, harassing, and no, peeping at him...

Also, the little "Sun" used the "All-Black Eye" at that time, which contained the spiritual pollution of the "True Creator"... Through this, He made it clear that my favored ones or believers are haunting Backlund?
You can't take "All Black Eyes" out in the future!
And, what is Mr. A thinking about publicly looking for followers of "The Fool" on a not-so-private occasion?Fishing?Of course, the best way to deal with Mr. A is to report immediately, report Mr. A, report illegal assembly!But in this way, other innocent Extraordinary people will definitely be involved, and Mr. A can also check for suspicious elements based on the reported party members.Judging from the attitude of those lunatics from the Aurora Society who would rather kill by mistake than let it go, I'm afraid reporting this move will be in the right hands... Klein thought hard for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind——

Why is he thinking about countermeasures so nervously?There are no "fools" and their followers in this world!
There is only one "fool" and the favored ones and believers, and that is Klein himself!

Even the members of the Tarot Society are only a few, whether Mr. A and Aurora will find any clues... I have nothing to worry about.

The only problem is... the feeling of being stared at by an evil god Rumang from behind... is very bad...

He couldn't help laughing at himself, then calmed down and responded calmly to Foles:

"do not mind."

After receiving this reassuring answer, the anxious Fors was obviously relieved.Afterwards, she reported to The Fool about the contact between the Abraham family and herself, and she also got an answer.

After finishing the conversation, at the top of the long mottled table, Klein looked at the thick cash in front of him and carefully counted it several times.

"Maria's 2230 pounds came at the right time, as did Capin's time. Although it was a bit unsatisfactory, it was a successful enough magic show... I now have 6 pounds, which is enough to buy a magic show in full. A piece of Sequence 1500 Extraordinary material can still have a balance of hundreds of pounds. Of course, [-] pounds is only the bottom line price, and the actual transaction is often much more expensive than this..."

"Where else can I get money recently? As soon as the bicycle patent comes out, you sell a part of the shares?"

"By the way, the Extraordinary characteristics of the 'Werewolf' cannot be sold in Backlund for the time being, so as not to be discovered by the high-sequence powerhouses of the Rose School of Thought, but let the 'World' come forward at the next gathering and entrust Mr. Sell ​​this item on the Sea of ​​Nia, and use the corresponding commission as a reward.

"After deducting all the expenses, the 'Werewolf' Extraordinary characteristic can bring me at least 1000 pounds. Maybe I can make up enough money for two Sequence 6 Extraordinary materials."

Klein quickly had a thought, and felt at ease.

After contemplating on the gray fog for a while about promoting to Sequence 6, he returned to the real world.

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Except for the smell of lemons in the mansion when Amon complained "Why does that magician go to Origin Castle all day long?", Edward's life was uneventful, and it was a peaceful day as usual.

Riel came here once before lunch. He dared not speak out about being a free messenger of the Temperance Angel. Then he obediently found a place to coil it on the blanket in the living room, and Amon curiously raised his hand.

What he brought today was not a text message, but a more detailed diary that filled more than one side.

In the diary, Richard briefly reported what he had done during the past few days at sea, and quietly hinted whether he could send some more money.He reported on the pirate team "Ghost Blue Avengers" that he found in Bayam. The captain is a Sequence 7 navigator. Their ship is a very interesting ghost ship, with the unique Tudor Empire on it. The unique pattern arrangement and excellent self-healing ability are enough to win a place in the museum.Richard was very satisfied with the ship, and felt that he would be able to find the "Abyss" and successfully complete the task assigned by the teacher.

Wednesday—tomorrow was their time to go to sea.

Richard is looking forward to this voyage, because he has never really sailed far.

The part of the diary is over, and then I use a paperclip to pin a note torn from a small notebook, which shows the charges for various materials, not only expressing that I have absolutely no intention of embezzling experimental funds secretly, but also implicitly implying that Can it be reimbursed.

"Tell him, stop scheming hints, you can get reimbursed after you find the abyss." Edward said to Riel.

Sometimes deformed and sometimes twisted in Amon's hands, the demon cat, who didn't dare to move or struggle, nodded repeatedly.

Edward read the reimbursement application and the bill, turned to the reverse side, and found that the handwriting was very new, it should have been written yesterday.

In this section, Richard enthusiastically mentioned a cultivator named "Frank Lee", emphatically describing the other party's excellent creative thinking and very personal planting experiments... When seeing "Frank tried to combine cows and Wheat hybridization, so that cows can grow out of the ground", the declining king was startled by the shocking thoughts of the clone, cast his gaze, and slowly typed a "?" in his mind after reading it.

Looking further down, the whimsical cultivator also tried to breed fish whose blood is red wine. Edward couldn't help but put down the letter paper, took off his glasses, covered his eyes with his hands, and fell into dark and deep thinking.

"That's not right."

He said to the equally silent king of decay: "Aren't these ideas a little too far ahead?"

The Declining King silently put down the newspaper in his hand, recalled what he had just seen, and thought for a few seconds.

"Compared to this..."

Outer God said: "I am more concerned about how the cultivator made the soil have the nutrition of mother's milk, or how to make the red wine have the ability to carry oxygen, if this fish can really survive smoothly."

"I don't think it's possible." Edward put on his glasses again, and read the passage again, "Richard hasn't seen this kind of live fish, and the hybridization of cows with wheat also failed. Even if the extraordinary ability has been completely removed In addition to the biological theory of the old age, this kind of thing is not something a low-level cultivator can do."

"Well...if he is promoted to a demigod, can give life, and can create races, then maybe it is possible."

Outer God sneered: "Yes, as long as the extraordinary ability is strong enough, research is meaningless at all."

Receiving the disdain conveyed in his emotions, Edward also raised the corners of his mouth.

"I think we can take a look at the situation and just pass the time." After all, it's really boring.

The Declining King replied, "If he can hold on."

"Isn't there a saint in the Pilgrim Sect? I remember that he spent more than 50 years researching cross-breeding when he was in the middle sequence, trying to increase the production of grain, vegetables and fruits. Richard came here to report to us and took away some old ones. knowledge to help him, but after more than 50 years of hard work, it was nothing compared to the harvest priest of the Mother Earth Church’s blessing.”

"Then he obediently became a demigod. The jurisdiction is still far away from Fenepot."

After hearing this, Edward couldn't help laughing.He doesn't have the face recognition function, but he still remembers that high-spirited young man—because he was the first human being to seek plant knowledge from himself. took a quick look.He spent more than half of ordinary people's life doing research, and finally achieved results when he was very old.

Later, in Richard's report, he seemed to have gone to Feneport with his proud research results and seeds.Due to the existence of the Mother Earth Church, the institutions of higher learning there are extremely advanced in the study of biology and botany, surpassing any other country.And then...then there was no follow-up report.Only five or sixty years ago, Richard mentioned in his direct report to him that he exchanged a drop of blood for the other party's research results, and let him complete the promotion ceremony of the "Secret Peer" pathway Sequence 60, completely analyzing the myth The creature's blood became a demigod.

For most of my life, I forgot to sleep and eat, born in the famine, the original wish, the obsession all the time, after more than 50 years of hard work, I was told that it was meaningless as soon as I saw some encouraging results.

... Fate, power, so cruel.

And the research results of this secret-seeker are not completely useless.His experimental records and the preserved seeds are still glowing in the plantations and manors of the Pilgrims, filling the stomachs of many people self-sufficiently, and saving a lot of money to buy food.

Because the Pilgrim Sect doesn't have, and can't afford, a Harvest Priest.

"So you can't say it's completely useless, can you?"

Outer God said: "It's just meaningless in this world."

With this sentence as the end, they ended the communication.

The fallen king returned to his deep consciousness, Edward put the letter aside, thinking about replying.He planned to ask about the rumors about the abyss in the reply letter, and asked him to collect more at sea.And tell Richard to stop asking for money schemingly, and pay out of his own pocket if he doesn't do well.

It was 03:30 in the afternoon, and the lunch time was over. The devil servants brought desserts and drinks, and the mythical creatures in this mansion happily started their afternoon tea.

TBC
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The "predecessor" mentioned by Frank in the previous chapter, one of the two saints of the Pilgrim Sect, who jumped from the Moss Penance, and the head of Lunburg.

Sneaker Pathway Sequence 3, Master of Prophecy, Pereas Lange.

(End of this chapter)