Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 486 Bernadette, You Don’t Want Your Father to Be Like This (5K)

Eight out of ten things in life are not satisfactory, and the remaining one or two are even more unsatisfactory.

With such a great opportunity, if Ron was in charge of Sefirah Castle, he would at least be able to catch the "Hidden Sage", or at least give him a slap in the face.

As for Klein.
"You can call me Mr. Fool."

Before I had the "Scepter of Poseidon", I could only pull people into the gray fog to exert an influence. After I had the "Scepter of Poseidon", I could still only pull people above the gray fog to exert an influence. Didn't I get the "Scepter of Poseidon" in vain?
The gray fog was layered and still. Although Mr. Fool acted like a god on the outside, he was secretly complaining in his heart.

He thought he would be able to show off his skills and show his cards directly in the future, but he was immediately slapped in the face by an evil god, which made Klein quite depressed.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

"She just said she is the 'Admiral of the Stars' Cattleya. It seems that she is the pirate general. She has a good reputation on the sea. According to what the little brat and Mr. Hanged Man said at the Tarot Club, she should be related to Roselle's eldest daughter Bernadette."

"And there is a high probability that they are undercover agents who have infiltrated the Moss Ascetic Order."

After thinking for a while, Klein put down the Poseidon's Scepter, which was surrounded by lightning and strong winds and flickering light spots.

If he really brought up a follower of the evil god, a pirate like the "Admiral of Hell" or the "Undead King", Klein would kill them all without leaving a single one alive!
The blinding lightning gradually dimmed, and the sound of the wind around her ears also faded away. The power of the god that was as high as a mountain and as vast as an ocean suddenly slowed down, as if it had never appeared, causing Cattleya's heartbeat to gradually calm down.

Fool?
The scepter was like a toy in his hand. He didn't care about it at all. It was like a piece of trash that could be thrown away at will. It had the aura of waves and storms. It was a high-level seal of the Storm Path.
Admiral Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had heard this name somewhere before. It was a name that was secretly spread by the secret society some time ago, and it was accompanied by a corresponding honorific title.

A quarter of an hour ago, her intelligence personnel in Bayam also sent back a message that the sea god "Kavetuwa" ordered the pursuit of the followers of "The Fool".
The Sea God is playing with the Storm Path High Seal in his hands.
Could it be that the scepter is "Kavetuwa"! ?

How long has it been?!

One day? Two days? No more than three days, the Sea God that even the Storm Church couldn't deal with turned into a sealed object! ?
Cattleya felt like her head was about to explode. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look any longer at the towering figure hidden under the gray fog.

If the power of the gods had not been restrained just now, Cattleya had no doubt that she might have become a sealed object that allowed people to use witchcraft.

Powerful, terrifying, mysterious!

This was her first impression of The Fool.

When you go out, you give yourself an identity, and Klein is no exception. In the Tarot Club, Ron always criticizes him like a little black fan, so the first impression in front of potential new members is very important.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Fool. Is there anything I can do for you?"

After coming to the conclusion in a few seconds, Admiral Xing did not dare to delay and immediately expressed his sincere gratitude.

Emperor Roselle said it well, if you are polite, no one will really hate you, but if you are impolite, you will definitely be ostracized.

This sentence is also applicable in this situation.

Oh, if you don't mind, just convert all your wealth into gold coins for me.
Klein secretly complained in his heart, but as a god-level strongman, he naturally couldn't be so vulgar.

In fact, Mr. Fool couldn't understand why money didn't look vulgar at all when it was on Ron, but looked awkward when it was on himself.

"It's just a small matter." Klein said calmly, but in fact, apart from asking for money, he hadn't thought about the rest.

Moreover, for a great being to be rewarded for every word he opens his mouth is very degrading.

Seeing that The Fool showed no ill intentions, Cattleya secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she have time to look around at this magnificent palace that looked like a giant's residence.

After two or three breaths, she asked hesitantly:
“Dear Mr. Fool, is there anyone else here?”

Since we have encountered such a magical thing, we naturally cannot just sit there and wait for death. Being proactive is always ten thousand times stronger than being passive.

"Oh, of course. Like you, they were dragged here by me due to various circumstances and begged me to set up a secret gathering to exchange knowledge, intelligence, and materials."

Tarot will become bigger and bigger.
Whenever he thought of this, Klein always felt a little proud. After all, the Tarot Club's development to this day was completely inseparable from Mr. Fool's response to rituals and prayers from dawn to dusk.

A gathering hosted by a god, an unknown secret organization
“Dear Mr. Fool, can I join this party?” Cattleya asked earnestly.

In her mind, since she had already come into contact with The Fool, she might as well go a step further. Moreover, she felt that the fact that she was pulled in here was definitely not something she could decide if she didn’t want to join.

"Okay, this party will use the main card of the tarot deck as its code name, and you can draw one from the remaining cards."

Seeing Admiral Xing Zhi being so sensible, Klein didn't waste any words and directly materialized a deck of tarot cards in front of her. Cattleya reached out and randomly pulled out a card, her deep purple eyes sweeping downwards.

Upright position - the hermit.

"Welcome, Ms. Hermit. The party will be held on time every Monday at 3 p.m. Backlund time."

"You are not allowed to spread my name without my permission!"

"I am a fool, come and chop me down if you dare!"

Bayam, the city of generosity.

Inside the Oak Leaf Bar, Ron picked up the glass and gulped down the strong distilled liquor with a strong aroma in just a few seconds.

Snapped--

He slammed the empty cup onto the bar, wiped his lips, and shouted with disdain:
"I killed all the kings of the five seas. You pirates are nothing!"

"A bunch of beasts with dermatitis exstrophy, are you worthy of sitting with me!?"

The boy raised his middle finger, stood on a high stool, and greeted everyone in the bar with an expression that looked like he deserved a beating.

Bragging is an old tradition that has lasted for a long time at sea.

you wanna die!
Seeing that this boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old was so arrogant, "The Wise Man" Misor Jin suddenly got angry for some reason.

boom--

He slammed his palm heavily on the bar, suppressed the rage in his heart, and said sarcastically with an ugly expression:
"Heh, little one, things between pirates are not that simple!"

"Just you? Have you been weaned?"

A few minutes ago, when the boy just arrived at the bar, the Wormtongue Mythor noticed Ron.

At that time, after he carefully scanned Ron's appearance and temperament, he was stunned.

There was no other reason, because this guy was even more handsome than the captain and red-haired Elaine combined, and the pirate general's deputy couldn't take his eyes off him in an instant.

The extremely handsome young man seemed to have noticed his gaze, and then
"Look at you, you bastard!"

He's a nice guy, but unfortunately he just has a big mouth.

"Trickster, kill him, kill him!"

"Where did this madman come from? The King of the Five Seas is dead, so he can't get involved!"

"This guy is so infuriating, he actually said that we have dermatitis exstrophy, he must have been peeping!"

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!!!"

"Tear his mouth, tear his mouth!!!"

Drunkards, pirates and adventurers in the crowd were cheering wildly, staring at Ron with bloodshot eyes due to the provocation. In such a short period of time, there was a feeling of unity.

Really, using the name of "fool" really makes people hate you, but it's none of my business
Seeing this scene, Ron said in his heart, and the expression between his eyebrows revealed extreme disdain.

"Fuck you, Biyang's evening intention!"

He cursed and kicked Misor King, who was sitting next to him and shouting at him, dozens of meters away. The pirate flew out quickly, smashed through the wall, spitting out a large amount of blood, and it seemed that seven or eight ribs were broken.

The people who were making a fuss in the tavern were all stunned. Soon they saw Misor Jin, who had been smashed out of the wall and spit out several large mouthfuls of blood. He looked horrified, as if there was a beast chasing him from behind. He didn't care about anything else and just ran away.

"Misor Jin ran away?" "How is that possible? He is the second mate of Vice Admiral Disease and a powerful talker."

Seeing this scene, the drunkards in the pub were in an uproar. They looked at each other and suddenly calmed down, then looked at the blond boy at the bar with great fear, feeling that something was wrong.

"You guys are in the way!"

Feeling that the time was almost up, the young man waved his hand and an invisible air pressure enveloped the bar. In an instant, everyone's eyes rolled up, foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground in pain.

In an instant, the Leaf Bar, which had been noisy at first, became extremely quiet, without even a trace of noise remaining.

Ron glanced over and nodded with satisfaction. He pushed the glass to the trembling bartender and licked his lips slightly and said:
"Continued Cup."

Q: I want to drink here and discuss the "Hidden Sage" with Bernadette, but I can't let others hear it. What should I do?

A: Solve all the people who create problems.

Then someone would ask, why did Ron waste his time talking to these pirates, adventurers, and drunkards instead of forcing them all to stop eating beef?
Hey! You can eat shit, but you can’t say anything you want!
The kind-hearted Master Ron is not an evil god, so why would he attack these people for no reason? He can only justify himself by provoking everyone and making up excuses.

Do whatever you want, but don't hurt the old snooper!
When Bernadette pushed open the door of the bar as fate had led her, she saw such a messy scene, with everyone lying on the ground peacefully.

She was silent for a while, not knowing what to say. Although she didn't see the graceful lady with silver hair and blood-red eyes from last time, there was no need for her to look for her now.

Because in the entire pub, there was only a strange boy sitting at the bar drinking.

"Long time no see, would you like a drink?"

The sound of wind chimes at the door of the tavern reached his ears. Ron turned his body, raised his glass, and chuckled.

"No need, sir. Isn't it okay to talk here?"

In fact, what Bernadette wanted to ask was, is there any problem with your being so arrogant? But she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips.

"Well, there will be some minor problems, but that's none of our business."

The young man said with a smile, his expression showing that he didn't care about anything.

It seems to be the same person, the demeanor and tone of voice are exactly the same.
Bernadette nodded secretly in her heart, confirming that she had not found the wrong person.

Smelling the mellow aroma of alcohol in the air and watching the young man drink one cup after another without finishing it, with no intention of discussing important issues at all, Bernadette hesitated for a while, but still asked with gritted teeth:

"Your Excellency, I have a question for you. Is the Black Emperor's apotheosis ritual related to the twisted laws, rules, and mausoleum?"

"Did Roselle Gustav really change his path in the end?"

Hearing this, the blond boy put down the cup that was close to his mouth, chuckled and said:

"Oh, actually you don't need to be so cautious. In addition to agreeing to your deal, I also want you to cooperate with some things."

"Don't worry, although this may cause you to die on the spot, your body will be transformed into a monster, and your mind will be twisted into a madman."

You don't have to explain it in such detail. Besides, how can this reassure me?
Hearing this, the lady with long chestnut hair frowned slightly, and then asked without showing any emotion:

"Sir, what is it?"

"Hidden Sage, I want to catch this guy, but I can't find any trace of Him. It is said that you have been fighting against the Moss Ascetic Order for many years, so you should have a lot of information. Moreover, you are a high-ranking person in the Path of Peepers, so He should be very willing to impart knowledge to you."

"Besides, you look very much like my aesthetic."

Hidden Sage! ?

He actually wants to deal with that evil god, and what does it mean to conform to your aesthetics?
"His tone sounded very confident, as if it wouldn't take much effort to deal with the evil god. Did he have help, or..."

Roselle's eldest daughter was slightly stunned. She did not respond immediately, but stood there carefully considering whether there was a trap.

Bernadette was not surprised at Ron's obvious price increase, and even said she was prepared.

Although she didn't think that Ron, who had a good trading record, would want anything from her, it was something that had to be guarded against in this world of intrigue.

The promise she got in exchange for a level-0 seal was far from enough to save her father.

Based on the clues of the current investigation, as well as what she saw and heard at the beginning, Bernadette knew clearly what stage her father had reached in the end.

It could be the real God!

If Ron could easily agree to such a request to help a true God, then Bernadette would have to suspect that the other party was deceiving her.

"From what He said, it seems that He wants to take action directly when the Hidden Sage is imparting knowledge to me, and He is certain of it."

"No, the collision between gods is not something I can withstand. Even a tiny bit of power would kill me on the spot."

“Moreover, He said that I fit His aesthetic standards.”

At this moment, Bernadette suddenly saw the boy on the high chair adjust his dark sunglasses, seeming to be a little impatient waiting, and said calmly:

"I know this is a difficult matter, but I am the only one in this world who has the ability to save your father. I can give you some time to think about it, but I will also give you some information for free."

"First, Roselle did become the Black Emperor. His goal was to get rid of the pollution from the starry sky after his death and revive again."

"Second, I can tell you clearly that you cannot get rid of that kind of pollution just by relying on the true God."

"Third, if you want a Black Emperor to die, then only a new Black Emperor can take over the position of Sequence Zero. The Loen royal family is also planning the deification ceremony, which is estimated to take only two years."

"Bernadette, you have been searching for the answer for so long, you don't want your father to die quietly, right?"

Ron raised his eyebrows, his tone carrying an inexplicable threat, his choice of words was so bad that Bernadette felt a little anxious.

What are you talking about? I seem to have heard something similar from him.
"Sir, is there anything you need from me?"

Just as Ron thought, Bernadette had no way to refuse. She could only suppress the inexplicable feeling in her heart and asked cautiously and somewhat awkwardly.

She had already made up her mind to sacrifice her body. Even if the god in front of her really treated him like her father treated those noble ladies, Bernadette would accept it!
"Very good. Use your channels to arrange for me to join the Moss Ascetic Order."

what?
Hearing this, Bernadette Gustave was stunned for a moment. Her eyes, as blue as the sea, widened slightly, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

what do you mean!?

I've laid so much groundwork just to say this! ?

Seeing this, Ron immediately raised a wicked smile and pretended to be innocent and asked:
"Why? You don't want to? Or are you thinking of something really dirty? Hmm!?"

"I, I didn't think of anything!"

Hearing this, Bernadette Gustave acted as if her tail had been stepped on. She screamed loudly in panic, as if she wanted to prove her innocence in this way.

But in the next second, she felt something was wrong. Her blue eyes turned slightly and she caught a glimpse of Ron's slightly upturned evil smile.

Is He kidding me!?
He was definitely playing a trick on me!

The tall lady was stunned for a moment, then her breathing suddenly became heavy, her clenched fists made a creaking sound, and her eyes seemed to be bloodshot, just like the drunkards who had been provoked to curse before.

Hold on, Bernadette, you can do this!

Do what you like, but do no harm, remember the motto of the Peeper.

The muscles on the mysterious queen's face twitched slightly, but her face remained expressionless as it was at the beginning. It was three full minutes before she finally calmed down.

But at this moment, Ron suddenly groaned:
"Heh, I just like the way you want to hit me but can't do anything to me~"

Damn you! ! !
(End of this chapter)