Mystery: Days and Nights of Struggle with the Research Society

Chapter 156 Mr. Fool has his own plan

"arrive."

More than two hours later, the taxi swayed to a stop. Klein was the first to float out, and Suya also got off the carriage with Azik.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the sky was almost completely dark. Only the crimson moon that occasionally penetrated the clouds and the tiny stars illuminated the places where there were no gas street lamps.

"Is this the town of Ramde?" Suya looked around in a circle, finally landing on Klein, and asked curiously.

Is this the place where Mr. Azik experienced his earliest life? More than 1000 years ago. It should have been at the end of the Fourth Age, just after the Pale Catastrophe. What was the Death Archon Azik Eggers like at that time?

Su Ya couldn't figure it out, but he knew that in this world, those high-ranking and powerful people were existences with rare humanity.

The former Death Archon lost his memory, but gained humanity. This is probably something that Salinger, the God of Death, did not expect at all.

"Yes." Klein nodded and said nothing. He just followed Azik's footsteps on the road to the abandoned castle.

Azik's steps were extremely fast, and he was walking faster and faster. Klein was not yet very familiar with his current spiritual state. Soon, he and Suya were left behind by Azik, and could only follow him. The figure walked forward quickly.

Klein and Suya looked at each other. They both noticed Mr. Azik's silent face and tight lips, so neither of them said a word.

At this speed, they soon arrived in front of the abandoned castle.

Desolate, wild, gloomy, and gloomy.

These words can be used to describe this castle that stretches out in the dark and has almost become a ruin.

"I have seen this castle in my dream." Azik stood there, staring at the abandoned ancient castle in front of him, and said in a daze:
"Back then, it was still intact."

He murmured to himself in a dreamy tone, his eyes sometimes deep and sometimes blurred, he raised his hands to pinch his forehead with a somewhat painful expression, and staggered towards the ruins of the building.

"Mr. Azik, what's wrong with you?" Klein looked at him worriedly and tried to follow, but was stopped by Suya.

"Klein, don't disturb him." Suya shook his head at Klein and sighed softly.

He knew that Mr. Azik would find the headless bones of his child in the basement of the castle, and that the 'Ashes of the Children of Death' found on Ince Zangwill had been taken from Sesima by him. Your Excellency asked for it and had already given it to Mr. Azik.

"This is the reunion of a sad father and his son after many years. Let's not disturb it." Suya stretched out his hand and patted Klein's spirit body on the shoulder, sighing.

Klein's scalp felt numb when he heard it, but he was slightly moved, as if he was experiencing a supernatural story in person.

Although he now knows that Mr. Azik's identity is not simple, but when he thinks about it, if the other party is really the first Baron Ramd, wouldn't Mr. Azik have lived for at least 400 years?Can people really live this long?Or is Mr. Azik actually some extraordinary creature?
Klein couldn't control his thoughts and allowed them to collide with each other, inspiring more ideas.

"Don't think too much." Su Ya whispered comfortingly.

"The 'Death' pathway has a sequence called 'Immortal'. Extraordinaries in this sequence will die every 60 years, and then be resurrected and lose their memory."

"They had a pretty long life, but it was also sad."

"'Undead'. What sequence is this for the corpse collector?" Klein repeated the name, feeling that the ability of this sequence was very similar to the method shown by Mr. Azik. "Sequence 4, a strong man who is half human and half god." Su Ya glanced at him and then said.

"By the way, Klein, have you decided when to return to normal?" He looked at Klein's stunned spirit body and added.

"In other words, have you found a suitable excuse to fool Mr. Azik and me?"

"No." Klein replied subconsciously, and then he quickly shook his head in denial and said, "What are you fooling me about? Why am I fooling you?"

Klein's words of denial became smaller and smaller in Su Ya's half-smiling eyes. Finally, he sighed helplessly and said frankly:
"I do have an idea of ​​my current situation, but"

"I understand, it's related to Mr. Fool, right?" Suya quickly intercepted Klein's words and handed him the script he had written.

"Although I don't know what the deal is between you and Mr. Fool, but since he is the 'Fool', it is very likely that he can solve the problem you are facing now."

"Well, considering that I am also a member of the Tarot Club, you must be either wary of me or worried about Mr. Azik's position?"

"You said it all." Klein's spirit rolled his eyes helplessly, and he explained: "It's not that I'm not worried about Mr. Azik, it's"

"I understand." Su Ya clearly intercepted his words again, "You can't recite His name without His permission, right?"

"After all, that's Mr. Fool. Even if he values ​​you more, he can't be too presumptuous." Su Ya nodded, talking nonsense seriously.

"Before you get that person's permission, I will help you hide Mr. Azik's information——"

"However, are you really not going to report to Mr. Fool and bring Mr. Azik under Mr. Fool's seat? Although Mr. Fool is powerful, he has been sleeping for too long after all. Maybe he is willing to accept a few more relatives in reality. What about Mr. Fool? By the way, Klein, I haven’t asked you yet, since you are Mr. Fool’s favored one, why didn’t you join the Tarot Society?”

Suya didn't give Klein a chance to think, and directly threw a series of questions at his head.

"Ah, this." Klein's spirit body opened its mouth and hesitated, but didn't know what to say.

Because he found that what he wanted to say and what he wanted to explain, Suya relied on his own imagination to complete the logical self-consistency, and even enthusiastically wanted to take Mr. Azik into the Fool's hands.

Mr. Fool, classmate, is not an ancient, mysterious and powerful resurrected ancient god at all. I am just a fragile Sequence 8 clown. How dare you accept a demigod like Mr. Azik as your subordinate? Even Azik If the gentleman really dares to promise, I won’t accept it.
Alas, you really have confidence in Mr. Fool.

But I don’t even have confidence in myself.
Klein was funny, sad, and speechless at the same time. It took him a while to find his words, and he replied vaguely:
"Mr. Fool has his own plan. We don't need to do anything extra."

　No TJ, no Carvin.

　　There were too many classes on Friday, so I came back late. I planned to cook and finish the meal before typing, but the beans were not cooked and sent me directly to the hospital.

　　After taking the medicine, I slept and woke up again on Saturday and Sunday, and slept for a full 28 hours. I didn't wake up until about six o'clock yesterday, but I couldn't get the computer, so I updated it today.

　　It happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to ask for leave. I'm sorry.I'm trying to figure out if I can spare some time to update in the past few days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)