Mystery: Days and Nights of Struggle with the Research Society

Chapter 202 Tarot Meeting

At 2:45 in the afternoon, after a brief reunion with his brother and sister, Klein returned to the bedroom in a happy mood, locked the door, closed the curtains, and created a spiritual wall.

After making these preparations, he took four steps backwards skillfully as usual and came to the top of the gray mist.

Looking at the long bronze table that existed silently in the churning gray mist as always, and the crimson stars floating around it, Klein took a deep breath. Perhaps it was because he finally returned to his familiar home, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart. The emotion of meeting again after a long absence.

It had only been a week since there had been a party. Klein silently complained to himself. He sat in the high-backed chair of the Fool, extended his spirituality, and touched the crimson stars that symbolized the members of the Tarot Club in a way that responded to prayers. .

Tingen, in a townhouse near Daffodil Street.

Su Ya, who had long since changed into a simple linen robe, covered her eyes with a hairband, and spread her hair loose, was sitting leisurely on the armchair on the balcony, stuffing a small piece of lemon pudding into her mouth, feeling comfortable again took a sip of sweet ice tea.

On the table next to him was a basket filled with various kinds of bread and snacks.

"The sunshine in Tingen is so nice." Su Ya crossed his legs and turned to look at a classical quill that was working diligently on another table. The corners of his mouth curled up a little wider and he said thoughtfully. brought a plate of dessert and placed it next to 008.

The classical quill - Sealed Artifact 008 'The Pen of Alzuhod' paused for a moment, then as if out of sight and out of mind, it shook its feathers in a humane way, changed its position and continued writing. script.

Alas, where can I find such a considerate master as me? I know you like to write scripts, so I let you do it on your own, and don't imitate that good-for-nothing like Ince Zangwill.

Well, Miss Justice's mood is still so happy and active, with no change at all. It seems that she has not been troubled by being under surveillance and protection this week. 'Little Sun' is almost the same as before, but she seemed a little nervous just now. He obviously relaxed when he saw me. Is he on a mission in Silver City? The Hanged Man's emotions were a bit strange. Excitement, desire, and fear were all mixed together. If my status hadn't obviously become higher above this gray fog, it would have been difficult to fully see his emotions.

Su Ya sighed with emotion, took another sip of sweet ice tea, and enjoyed the afternoon tea with squinted eyes.

At the same time, there were figures in a semi-collapsed black-gray tower outside Silver City, in Count Hall's mansion in Queens Backlund, and in the captain's cabin of an ancient sailboat on the sea. Close your eyes and let the crimson tide engulf you.

Klein, who had turned on his spiritual vision, looked at several Tarot Club members and confirmed their current status.

Suddenly, his vision blurred, and he felt like he was surrounded by thick gray fog, and the familiar and illusory crimson light surged out like a tide, drowning everything.

Above the gray mist, in a palace that looks like a giant's residence.

As for a certain 'Wheel of Fortune'... Well, that guy Su Ya's mood has not changed at all. He seems to have always observed everything so calmly and rationally.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

After 'Justice' Audrey said hello cheerfully, she suddenly saw the usually cautious 'Hanged Man' make a gesture and said proactively: "Mr. Fool, I got 19 pages of Russell this time. journal."

"Here, I must thank you for sending your favored ones to help me get rid of Qilingos. These diaries are the reward I should pay!"

19 pages? Not bad, Mr. 'The Hanged Man', but Mr. Azik is not my favored one. Well, 'Wheel of Fortune' should barely be considered, but Suya probably thought that this favored one was 'Cline Morey' Ti' right?

Klein glanced at Su Ya who was sitting upright through the gray fog inconspicuously. Without saying much about the favored one, he smiled calmly and said: "This is the principle of equal exchange."

He is indeed Mr. Fool served by angels! Qilingos's attitude was so casual and he didn't take it seriously at all. Qilingos was just a small Sequence 6, what qualifications did he have to be taken seriously by such a big shot?

Alger's mood was agitated. He then thought that he was in front of this great being, being watched by Him, and dealing with Him, and he was still a little Sequence 7. He was filled with unimaginable excitement and satisfaction. inside of him.

Alger suppressed his surging guilt, lowered his head and said humbly: "The limit of my current memory is six pages. Please allow me to divide it into several pages for you."

As he spoke, he displayed the pages of his diary and presented them respectfully to the Fool at the head of the long table.

Audrey on the side looked at this scene. She glanced at the diaries and was very curious about the contents - Emperor Russell's diary was so valued by Mr. Fool, it must contain many mysteries. I don't know when I Only then can I be qualified to ask Mr. Fool to let me learn these contents.

There is also the matter of the bounty. Although Mr. Fool doesn’t care at all about a pirate general carrying magical items, Mr. Wheel of Fortune has also taken action, and there is also the high-sequence Mr. Favorite. I can’t Collect these bounties yourself.

Su Ya watched this scene with a smile - it's just a week since they last met, so why has Klein's level of deception improved again? Even the political commissar who was the biggest thorn in the early stage of the Tarot Club was fooled into stupidity. As expected of you, Mr. Fool.

He had no idea that his appearance had frightened a certain Mr. Hanged Man, and began to wonder when Klein could bring up the "world" - a Tarot society without a world would simply have no soul. .

Klein, shrouded in thick gray fog, held a six-page diary, moved his eyes downward, and read the contents:

"On December 16, we contacted the poor guy who was trapped deep in the storm and lost in the darkness again."

"He called himself Mr. Door and tried to teach me a complicated and difficult ritual to help him return to the real world and promised to fulfill my three requirements."

Mr. Door? This naming style is very similar to mine. At first glance, it seems a bit like a member of the Tarot Club. I don’t know what the real name of this poor guy who is trapped in the depths of the storm and lost in the darkness is. It is equivalent to the sequence of this troubled guy. The descriptions of being in a storm and being lost in the darkness always feel a bit like déjà vu.

Seeing this page, Klein's eyes lit up, and he recognized that this diary seemed to be the continuation of the one he had seen before.

Finally, there is a follow-up to a certain page of notes from the previous page. Klein was a little surprised. Since he started collecting Russell's diaries, the diaries he has received have always been scattered. This is the first time he has encountered a follow-up. He couldn't help but look more attentively.

(End of this chapter)