"???"
Klein stared at the man in front of him, dumbfounded.
Huh? You're also the master of Sefirah Castle? Then what does that make me?
At this moment, Klein was thoroughly confused. Based on everything so far, he was able to enter the gray fog—Sefirah Castle—through a ritual. Logically speaking, that made him the master of Sefirah Castle.
Could it be that Sefirah Castle could have multiple masters?
"Eh? Then you're the same as Mr. Fool?"
Audrey blurted out without thinking. But the moment the words left her mouth, she realized she had overstepped.
"I..."
Ren smiled, raised a hand, and stopped her gently.
"Don't worry about it. You're still new to being a Beyonder, so it's normal that you wouldn't know about this. In fact, even some True Gods may not fully understand. Your reaction is natural. Thinking this way is understandable."
"In essence, the Sefirot should never have been torn apart. The Sefirot is almost equivalent to the Old Ones, and the authority it carries surpasses that of most True Gods. Only the Original Creator could have split the Sefirot."
"And coincidentally, my Sefirot is the separated fragment."
"But compared to his, mine is purer."
From a chronological standpoint, the Original Creator splitting the Sefirot occurred before the division between the God of the Eternal Blazing Sun and the Lord of Mysteries.
But had the Sefirot really been torn by the Original Creator? Even Ren wasn't entirely sure. Instinctively, his intuition told him that probably wasn't the whole truth.
Still, there was no point in explaining all this to those who were currently completely clueless.
"You don't need to worry too much about this part. Most Beyonders will never come into contact with the source. Even attempting to contain it is no easy feat. From my perspective, most Beyonders would either be completely corrupted upon contact or be broken down into Beyonder characteristics and absorbed into the source, becoming part of it."
"Even for True Gods, containing the source depends on compatibility and sheer luck. A single mistake, and what awaits is a battlefield littered with shattered bones."
Ren lightly skipped over the topic of the source.
"As for him..."
A faint smile flashed across Ren's face.
"Given his personality, I'm sure he'll think through some of the implications on his own. Changing the fate of others happens to be one of my interests, but I won't say more this time. It's much more interesting to figure things out on your own."
Can this cryptic guy just stop already? Klein really wanted to say that aloud.
Does he really expect me to investigate everything myself? If I had a choice, I'd rather someone just hand me the answers!
But Klein could only fume inwardly and follow that line of thinking on his own.
Still, this person clearly knew things about him. Klein could sense that the truth was right in front of him. But this man insisted on teasingly revealing only part of it, leaving him to search for the rest himself. It was maddening.
He couldn't help but clench his fist.
Klein eventually suppressed the growing frustration. At the very least, in front of Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man, he still had to maintain the image of a True God in poor condition. He couldn't afford to lose composure.
"Then Mr. Joker, how can we contact you?"
"Hmm. Let me think..."
Ren hadn't really thought about having an honorable name. After all, in the modern world, people didn't contact each other using such titles. They just made a call.
However, considering that communication might be less secure in the future, perhaps it was fine to come up with an honorable name.
"The drifter in another world, the clown who disrupts fate, the scales of order and chaos..." Ren casually listed.
"Alright. Just recite my honorable name and use the same sacrificial method you use with the Fool. I will respond to your prayers."
Did he just make that up on the spot? Audrey couldn't help but complain internally.
Mr. Joker really was a god of a completely different style compared to Mr. Fool... Audrey could more or less tell now that Mr. Joker lacked the solemn majesty of Mr. Fool. He was much more casual.
Still, that didn't mean etiquette could be discarded. Audrey believed proper reverence was still necessary.
Besides, she felt that Mr. Joker might be acting this way deliberately.
Alger, who was good at analyzing and observing, felt something similar.
Gods were majestic, to the point where they couldn't even be looked at directly. Doing so would likely drive most Beyonders insane.
This divine majesty seemed to stem from the issue of divinity that Mr. Joker had previously explained.
Gods needed the faith of believers to maintain the balance between divinity and humanity. The awe they inspired was a natural consequence of that divinity.
So, was Mr. Joker different from other True Gods in this regard?
Alger couldn't help but recall the amulet that Mr. Joker had given them last time.
Back then, he wanted to test it, but never found the right moment. However, Miss Justice had received clear guidance from the gods. That meant the amulet was real.
Then there was the honorable name that Mr. Joker had casually declared—the Scales of Order and Chaos.
Whether it was order or chaos, it all existed within Mr. Joker's domain... Just thinking about that made Alger's heart race.
Alger had also paid close attention to the interaction between Mr. Joker and Mr. Fool. Mr. Joker had spoken to Mr. Fool like he was toying with him.
If... If Mr. Joker was someone standing above Mr. Fool, then all of his behavior would make perfect sense.
Alger's complicated thoughts finally settled a bit. At this moment, he realized something clearly.
Mr. Joker, the one who had broken into the Fool's organization, might be an existence surpassing ordinary True Gods.
And at this moment, Alger had never felt more motivated.
(To be continued.)