Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 205 Miss Justice: Good afternoon, Mr. Destiny~
September 17th.

on Monday.

"Medici, is lunch ready!?"

Ron was lying on the big sofa at home, resting on Aria's black silk thighs, and shouted to the king of angels who was a full-time valet, cook, laundryman, gardener, and chore maid in this villa. .

Although his residence at this time was much larger than the original Moretti's house, and he was taken care of three meals a day, he still felt empty in his heart, as if something was missing.

"Hmph, are all beings at your level as lazy as you!?"

Medici had a headache when he saw this extremely lazy guy.

Although it is said that those true gods also have their own "servants" and "servers", the King of Angels has never seen any great existence that really treats angel "servants" as real servants.

Isn’t “servant” a term used to describe humility? How come you become a true servant when you come to me! ?

How could He, the majestic King of Angels, endure such humiliation! ?

By the way, the two sentences above were learned by the King of Angels from reading newspapers, and they seemed to come from Emperor Roselle.

He rented this house from the landlord Mrs. Starling for a full 25 pounds.

"Hmph!" Medici snorted angrily again, and served a table full of palace dishes from the Solomon Empire of the Fourth Age.

Seeing the dishes on the table, the blond boy's eyes lit up. He immediately waved his knife and fork and ate with his mouth watering, praising his servant without hesitation.

"He is at least a natural demigod. Resurrection from the dead should not be something that mid-level people can do, and "0" level sealed objects are not something ordinary people can possess. Yes, he can even travel through the spirit world, and his strength is ridiculous. !”

Of course, its lease is only for half a year.

"Phew, it's finally done!"

Minsk Street 15.

As the saying goes, it is not humiliating or degrading to Medici's personality to take a step back, endure the calm for a while, and exchange his own abilities for what he needs.

He could feel that this blood was the blood of a mythical creature from the hunter's path, and it was the most difficult material for him to obtain again to regain his body.

Gululu~
Because he was busy cleaning and decorating the house, the former night watcher, who had not eaten breakfast or lunch, suddenly felt a heart-grabbing hunger.

Joe Wood District.

Taking a deep breath and tapping his shoulders rather exaggeratedly, Sherlock Moriarty looked at the spotless new house and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, Medici, I really saw you right!"

After experiencing various extraordinary events, and finally experiencing life and death, Mr. "Clown" is no longer as green as before.

Shaking his head helplessly, the unknown detective came to his kitchen and began to eat some dry oatmeal bread. He only ate a small jar of butter and boiled tea to satisfy his hunger, looking pitiful.

As a war angel, it was true that he had tried to resist, but all his anger was easily calmed down by the blood taken out by the blond boy.

Ever since he learned that Ron was not dead, his mood was no longer as depressed as before, but what followed was extremely complicated thoughts.

No matter how slow he was, he should have realized at this moment that the strength of the blond boy was not as simple as he thought.

Clicking open the pocket watch, Klein muttered in his heart quite relaxedly.

'Oh~ There will be a Tarot meeting later. If Mr. Fool like me suddenly faints from hunger during the meeting, it will be great fun.'

"But, what did the members of the Secret Order mean in that basement, and why did Ron come to the Nighthawks team?"

"He doesn't do much, except eating, drinking, chatting and playing cards every day."

"Wait!? Eat and drink together!?"

"Isn't he just trying to eat small cakes every day?"

The great detective, who is neither famous nor outstanding, discovered the blind spot, and for a moment he thought this guess was reasonable.

After all, judging from the style of that lazy little brat, this kind of behavior is not out of the ordinary.

"Tsk, I don't know where the little kid is. Without my care, he might be on the street, pathetically eating leftovers!"

Mr. "Clown" suddenly showed a gritted smile and speculated maliciously in his heart.

After eating the last bite of butter-smeared oatmeal bread with a somewhat hard texture, and drinking the last sip of tasteless tea, Klein sorted out his clothes and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

He took a nap, and at 2:55 in the afternoon, he took four steps backward and arrived at the mysterious space above the gray fog.

To be honest, he had very complicated thoughts about Ron.

On the one hand, I really want to push that little bastard who deceived my feelings to the ground and beat him up.

On the other hand, he wanted to find out clearly from the other party and ask him what the purpose of coming to Tingen was.

"Forget it, at least he doesn't have any bad intentions. Everyone has secrets, as long as he doesn't try to hurt others!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he glanced at the pocket watch that appeared. Klein no longer hesitated and stretched out his hand toward the four illusory stars that shone with crimson light.

The boundless gray fog appeared in front of us again along with the breath of stupidity, and the majestic palace like a giant's residence did not change at all.

As soon as he arrived at Origin Castle, Ron noticed that the great Mr. Fool was looking at him. ╭(╯^╰)╮

He groaned silently and acted as unruly as usual, which made Mr. Fool's face slightly distorted and he clenched his back molars.

Damn it, little brat, why are you still so naughty! ? Don't you feel sad for me even if I die? I will definitely spank you next time we meet!
But he probably doesn’t know that I will be resurrected, right?
Mr. "Fool" used the ability of "Joker" to suppress his facial expression and cursed in his heart.

Then Klein turned his eyes away from Ron and continued to look at the members of the Tarot Society in a leisurely manner. He turned on his spiritual vision and confirmed their status.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Sun."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Destiny~"

Following the brisk yet polite greeting, Ron's gaze that was about to look at "Mr. Fool" stopped and instantly shifted to the beautiful noble lady.

I saw that her dress was gorgeous and noble, her soft blond hair was slightly curled, and her green eyes were like the brightest gems.

What made Ron sigh even more was that the noble lady's pure and beautiful face was even more beautiful than Aria, and the girl's simple ignorance of the world.

"Good afternoon, Miss Justice~"

Hearing the lady's greetings, the blond boy felt obviously much happier, and he imitated the other party's brisk tone of greeting.

Oh, why are you pretending to be a Siberian wolf? Why have I never seen you say hello to me... Miss Justice, don't be fooled by this guy's cute appearance...

"The Fool" Klein curled his lips inwardly when he saw this, and muttered in his heart like a resentful woman.

Seeing that the regular greetings were over, "The Hanged Man" immediately made a gesture and spoke first:

"Mr. Fool, I found 19 pages of Emperor Roselle's diary."

"Before that, I must thank you for sending your favored ones to help me get rid of Qilingos. This is the reward I should pay!"

???

After hearing these firm words, Mr. Fool's leisurely movements froze. Fortunately, his posture did not change, otherwise the 'mind reader' would surely have seen some clues.

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense, wasn't Qilingos killed by that army general? Why did it get involved with me! ?

"The Fool" Klein was stunned and couldn't figure out what this matter had to do with him.

However, just when the great Mr. Fool was confused, "Justice" Audrey saw that the topic came to her "good" field, and she elegantly said:

"Mr. Fool, unfortunately, I didn't help your favored ones too much, but the extraordinary people who investigated Qilingos saw with their own eyes that he was eliminated by your favored ones."

Um! Xio and Forsi told me that it was Mr. Ron who killed Qilingos.

Justice Audrey's mind flashed and she thought of her two extraordinary friends.

? ? ? what are you saying! ? Who saw it? I do not know how? ? ?
"The Fool" Klein stopped breathing at this time, his brain felt swollen and painful, and he miraculously stopped thinking.

He really didn't expect that a member of the Tarot Society who hadn't seen him for two weeks would get him such a big one as soon as he came.

And judging from their looks, they seemed to be very convinced that the one who killed Qilingos was his beloved.

How come I don’t know that I have a loved one? ? ?
His eyes swept over Mr. "The Hanged Man" who bowed his head respectfully, and also over Miss Justice who looked at him with an adoring expression, and over to classmate "The Sun" who looked over inexplicably.

At this moment, Mr. "Fool" suddenly suffered from cerebral palsy, and had the illusion that he was being pushed by someone, and he became the king with a look of reluctance.

Oops, I have to give an answer, otherwise it will look abnormal.
"Oh, this is just a trivial thing."

There were no doubts, no misgivings, and words that were as calm as water, as if they had anticipated this scene, echoing quietly above the gray mist.

Mr. "Fool" dug his toes tightly and said that it was just a trivial matter and not worth paying attention to, and once again maintained his 13 grid.

Of course, Klein the Fool could only use this tone because he didn’t even know what was happening.

This is also out of helplessness
Klein sighed in his heart and was forced to take a photo with this unknown existence, once again making "The Fool" great.

This is not his fault. If he is really a "great being", then he can definitely clarify.

But unfortunately, I am just a sequence eight clown.
Muttering in his heart, the great Mr. Fool finally had time to think about what was going on.

grass! You really can’t stay in this Source Castle for a long time! ! !
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the only normal person in the Tarot Club almost popped out of his head.

To be honest, Ron's image was a bit ruined at this time, but he really didn't expect things to develop like this!
Why didn’t I know when I became the favored one of that poor ghost! ? Your brains have indeed been corroded by Origin Castle’s stupidity! ?
As his thoughts were spinning, Infinite Wisdom looked at the gray mist surrounding him as if facing a formidable enemy, and for a moment he didn't even care about the shameless "Fool".

He suddenly waved his arms, trying to keep the gray fog away from him, lest his invincible wisdom be affected and turn into the wisdom of cerebral palsy.

Ron's actions broke the "Fool is so terrifying" situation above the gray fog, causing everyone to look at him, including the great Mr. "Fool".

At this moment, the young man's confused eyes collided with Mr. Fool's "wisdom" eyes.

In an instant, as if chaos was beginning to open, the world was reenacted, Mr. Fool suddenly had an idea, and his numb brain suddenly became enlightened.

grass! ! !
What to do if the real owner catches you pretending to be cool! ?

(End of this chapter)