The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 10 Mr. Priestess

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Glancing at the empty hall, Aiwen tilted his head in confusion, but he was wondering if the other party was Tzeentch's vest.

If it weren't for the fact that there is basically no possibility of laning in the current state, he really has the urge to rush directly and reward the opponent for the loyalty of the empire.

At the head of the long table, seeing Ivan's thoughtful face, Klein slightly raised his hand and said leisurely: "There will be a regular gathering here, and the members exchange valuable information and items with each other."

"And all members have their own code names. Except for those who have already been selected, you can choose one of the remaining Tarot cards as your title."

As soon as the words fell, a stack of exquisitely textured cards quietly appeared on the long bronze table.

"Creation of the Void?" Ai Wen's eyelids jumped and he looked around, but found no other abnormalities.

After deliberating over and over again, I finally picked up the top card very carefully, and after repeated inspections, no hidden danger was found.

Then he habitually used the Astartes thinking that he could chew rocks like tofu, and bit them with his teeth.

"Hmm... it shouldn't be a real card, but it has a similar taste to the gray-white mist floating in the sea of ​​clouds."

After confirming that it was just a transformation of some kind of substance, rather than subverting the law of conservation of mass, he slowly felt relieved.

On the other side, Klein looked at the other party with twitching corners of his eyes. After drawing the card, he didn't ask what the card represented, nor did he make any response. Instead, he put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Originally, he wanted to use the ability to create tarot cards out of thin air to show his power and declare his sovereignty over this place.

But the other party's unexpected "upright" behavior made him feel that no matter how he looked at the guy in front of him, he was not like the existence that invaded above the gray fog before, at least he didn't have that kind of terrifying will.

And the behavior of the other party lowered the quality of the members of the Tarot Club as a whole almost instantly.

"Fortunately, Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man are not here, otherwise I don't know how to explain this strange guy who suddenly appeared!"

Couldn't help complaining in his heart for a while, Klein focused on the cards in the opponent's hand, paused for a while and continued to maintain an unfathomable image, and explained with a smile:

"The Priestess card... well, it usually represents hidden knowledge, intuition and mystery; symbolizing the endless source of wisdom between light and darkness."

"For the priest card, you should believe in things you can't always see, believe in things you can't always explain, even if you don't know anything and don't get the corresponding answer."

"Because, you don't have to know how everything in the world works, you just need to know how to be yourself, find your inner wisdom, and create your own perfection!"

Seeing the analysis of the Tarot cards that I said casually, the other party was fascinated and fell into deep thought without knowing it.

The corners of Klein's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help showing a smile, before giving the final explanation:

"At the same time, it also represents the end of a stage and a new beginning!"

"New beginning?"

The misty words gradually disappeared in the vast palace without a trace of ripples, but under the long bronze table, Ai Wen, who was quietly listening to the lecture, stirred up a surging undercurrent.

In those countless fragmented future images, he has seen some strange and weird endings more than once.

And those so-called "futures" have almost completely overturned the belief he has always insisted on: everything is just a subconscious that is on the verge of collapse, and the story twisted on the golden throne, and he is just a "supporting role" drifting with the crowd!

"Hehe, it's just Tzeentch's trick!"

Thinking of this, Aiwen suddenly sneered silently, and did not intend to believe anyone's explanation of the nature of the world until he got the emperor's personal answer.

Because he once suspected that actions including burning Nurgle's back garden were actually Tzeentch's tricks.

Thinking about it carefully, Tzeentch first fooled Nurgle into laying a trap, and then used the guys in the warp to undermine each other with their own ulterior motives, causing Slaanesh to turn against the water and create chaos.

Jumping back and forth between the empire and its former allies, it lured Guilliman into knocking Nurgle's casserole, and scattered the soup that had been boiled for tens of thousands of years all over the floor.

In the end, not only consumed the power of the empire through war, but also severely pitted Nurgle.

It's like the other party has blatantly dug a hole for you. If you follow, then you have fallen into the other party's trick.

If you don't follow, the other party will take huge benefits because of your choice, until there is no more underwear left for being fooled by it.

Therefore, its titles are also the most among the four gods of chaos, such as Xin Liezhi, Hope Messenger, Destiny Weaver, Deceitful Counselor, Supreme Eagle, Lord of Deception, Qingbao Tianzun and so on.

Almost everyone thinks that when a Chaos God goes to war with another Chaos God, or their subordinates, it must be Tzeentch's trick.

Although he didn't make a sound, his dismissive demeanor under the gray fog reminded Klein, who was at the head of the long table, of his former self.

In that world of abundant resources, whenever someone tells a story that contains mystery, he will always listen carefully, and then inadvertently show the superiority of materialism.

Until now, he still believes that even though the gods are powerful, terrifying, and weird, they are just some stronger creatures, even if they are stronger than life forms or consciousness bodies in higher latitudes.

This is also his last stubbornness in this world full of ghosts and monsters, and he has been digging and studying history in an attempt to explain their existence and study their growth.

"Okay, Mr. Priestess, it's party time!"

Thinking of this, Klein let out a chuckle, raised his hand and nodded in a gesture that resembled a real god, corresponding to the crimson stars of Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man.

During this period, even though he was roughly sure that the person in front of him was not the one who invaded above the gray mist at the beginning, he also believed that the other party must have some kind of special connection with that being.

Although he was very apprehensive, the initiative to cut off the other party's contact was in his own hands, which gave Klein a certain amount of confidence that he could directly kick him out of the gray fog if necessary.

And to take a step back, since the other party has shown their own strength, no matter what they want to do, they should maintain the status of a fool. Once they show timidity, the consequences may be unimaginable.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why he decisively pulled the opponent into the Tarot Club.

Based on the principle that it is easy to hide with a sharp spear, it is difficult to defend against a hidden arrow. Not only can I observe the opponent's movements, but I can also use the Tarot Society to drive the power behind the opponent to a certain extent, and invisibly strengthen the momentum of the Tarot Society, and only the fool needs to pay profound image.

On the mottled bronze long table, Klein's abacus beads were crackling in his heart, but he watched calmly on the surface. The figures of justice and the Hanged Man emerged on both sides of the long table in the crimson light.

"Good afternoon, Mister Fool!"

Audrey, the tall, elegant lady who is still lively, greeted Klein briskly, then turned her head and said in the same tone to Alger, the Hanged Man opposite the long table:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man!"

"Good afternoon...huh?"

When she saw from the corner of her vision that she was on the same side as herself, but closer to Ivan who was near the bottom of the long table, she couldn't help but froze for a moment.

But he immediately turned to look at Klein at the head of the long table, and asked with joy, "Mr. Fool, is this our new member?"

Klein, who was thinking about how to speak better, couldn't help but secretly sighed when he saw the heartless and innocent noble girl handing over the steps, and continued to maintain his inscrutable image.

Wei Wei nodded and said, "Just like you, his code name is Priestess."

"Uh, female... Mister Sacrifice, good afternoon!"

Audrey opened her mouth towards Ivan, and seemed to realize that something was wrong with her address, and finally nodded shyly.

In this regard, Ivan's main focus has not been on the so-called "code name". It was not until then that he realized that the name of the tarot card drawn before was indeed a bit awkward.

Only then did he clear his throat, and glanced at the young lady who was full of youthful vigor and joy, the robust man on the other side of the long table who was vigilantly looking at him secretly, and the head on the long table who was holding his head with his fists. Thinking fools.

He said very seriously and seriously:

"You can call me, priest!"

At the same time, he silently added another sentence in his heart: "The holy emperor's war sacrifice..."

(End of this chapter)