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On Monday morning, Leyton and Bugs Bunny lay at opposite ends of the hotel sofa, simultaneously turning pages with one hand and feeding themselves fruit with the other, their actions perfectly synchronized.
However, while Bugs Bunny was looking at a children's picture book, Leyton was reading a book on various ritual magic spells taken from the Library in the Spirit World Depths.
A not-too-thick children's picture book was no match for Bugs Bunny's reading speed; in no time, it had flipped to the last page.
It pouted, closed the picture book, and tossed it onto the nearby table, then began to concentrate on gnawing its fruit.
Only after feeling mostly full did it reluctantly put down the crisp green fruit in its hand and look at Leyton, saying, "Boss, do I still have to follow that cold Klein after this?"
"Cold Klein? Is there a warm Klein?"
Leyton turned his head, amused, to glance at Bugs Bunny, who was rubbing its belly on the sofa, then, after a brief thought, continued, "I'm going to the Forsaken Land of the Gods later. It's not suitable for you there; even a Planter would find it difficult to grow fresh fruit."
"You can choose to go to the Southern Continent, or continue to follow Klein for a while longer."
"Why do I have to follow Klein?"
Bugs Bunny asked, not quite understanding.
Leyton shifted to a reclining position on the sofa, finished the fruit in his hand in two bites, tossed the core into a nearby trash can, and then answered Bugs Bunny's question:
"For a die that spins on its own."
"It's an item of the Fate pathway. The best way is to naturally wait for it to appear; being too proactive in seeking it might lead to unexpected incidents."
Bugs Bunny nodded, not quite understanding, and said, "Then I'll follow that cold Klein for a while longer."
Leyton chuckled, about to praise it, but the words caught in his throat. His eyes suddenly became unfocused, as if a brilliant cluster of stars had flashed within them.
In just an instant, his eyes became extremely deep, like the sea before a storm, clearly losing focus, a vast blankness in his gaze.
He saw a vast, silver river, with no visible beginning and no visible end.
Upon closer inspection, the silver river was formed by countless dense patterns and symbols that constituted one interconnected rotating wheel after another. Around each wheel were different markers, representing different futures.
The River of Fate!
The moment he saw this silver river, Leyton had a sudden realization: this was the true River of Fate, no longer the mere projection seen by a Prophet before, formed by the converging fate trajectories of surrounding objects.
As he gazed at the River of Fate, a blurry image appeared in his mind:
Eyes containing countless brilliant stars, cold and indifferent, without eyelashes, were appearing. Some were on people, some in the air, some in the shadows on the ground, some in the cracks of surrounding buildings...
They were dense and countless, with an eerie sense of being watched, as if each eye were a living thing, yet also like a single entity.
In the center of these eyes, where they all gazed, was a phantom figure. Parts of his body retained flesh, while other parts had transformed into insubstantial "light" composed of complex information.
This is me! Me when I become a Sage! Me when I establish a connection with the Knowledge Moor!
A strong intuition spread through Leyton's heart. He didn't know if this was good or bad, but he was certain that this was still a predetermined future, a future he could not prevent.
An intense sense of oppression emanated from him. At this moment, he was no longer a Mysticologist, but a Clairvoyant!
Bugs Bunny, sitting on the other side of the sofa, instantly went rigid, unable even to blink. It felt as if there were many eyes in unseen places all around, and even on its body, in its fur, and in the shadow beneath it, eyes were opening, staring coldly and eerily at everything here...
Backlund time, three in the afternoon.
Within the magnificent and ancient palace above the Gray Fog, crimson lights surged, and one blurry figure after another appeared.
Leyton's gaze casually swept around, then he propped his elbows on the mottled long table in front of him, rubbing his forehead with his right hand.
The sudden advancement made him feel somewhat unaccustomed, especially the vision of the future he had seen. Although he didn't know the exact time, it wouldn't be too far off.
Another new member? And a lady... Hmm, Mr. Tower doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Is this why he wanted me to provide some psychological help? Did he anticipate this?
"Justice" Audrey, just as she was about to rise, keenly noticed the changes in today's Tarot Club. Her gaze thoughtfully swept over The World... Females are on one side, males on the other, and Mr. World is in the middle? Could it be that he is not human, or neither male nor female?
Audrey quickly reined in her thoughts, stood up facing The Fool, and greeted him in a light tone:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"
After greeting The Fool, "Justice" Audrey did not sit down. Instead, she turned her gaze without hesitation to "Hanged Man" Alger beside her and said with a smile, "Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man."
She greeted everyone in order, according to when they joined the Tarot Club:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Tower." "Good afternoon, Mr. Sun."
By the time she finished this round of greetings, the newly joined "Hermit" Cattleya had also become acquainted with everyone present.
Miss Audrey is truly as meticulous and thoughtful as ever. I should exclaim: The Tarot Club cannot be without Miss Justice... Leyton sat in his designated seat, letting his thoughts wander.
The newly joined "Hermit" Cattleya was also cautiously and seriously observing each member present:
"Hanged Man," a male around thirty. He wears a robe with storm and wave patterns. A member of the Church of the Lord of Storms?
"Sun," appears to be a young male, but his physique surpasses that of most peers his age. His clothing style is rare, with a rustic beauty, and suitable for combat. Is he a Beyonder of the Warrior Pathway?
"Magician," a young female, wearing a Loen-style dress. Nothing distinctive, the kind most easily overlooked, so she should be paid more attention to.
"Moon," a young male, very casual in posture, black hair and red eyes, and wearing a Church of the Earth Mother priest's robe... There's only one possibility: another Vampire converted by the Church of the Earth Mother.
While "Hermit" Cattleya was observing the many members of the Tarot Club, following "Justice" Audrey's introduction, Audrey was also observing this new member.
A very cautious lady with rich experience in the mysterious Beyonder world, confident in her observational skills or abilities related to eyes. This might be related to her own Pathway... When I introduced Mr. Tower, her reaction was very calm, as if she already knew him? Is she the person Mr. Tower recommended to Mr. Fool? When?
As she pondered, Audrey directed a questioning gaze at Cattleya. Seeing that the other party quickly understood, she nodded slightly in response:
"Hermit."
Hermit? Is this a Tarot card chosen to correspond with her own Pathway? Or a randomly chosen title?
As she pondered, "Justice" Audrey responded with a shallow smile:
"Justice."
"Good afternoon, Madam Hermit."
Cattleya nodded slightly, making a judgment in her mind... She seems very optimistic and lively, good at observing the emotions of those around her and responding appropriately, somewhat like a Beyonder of the Spectator Pathway. She is not old, but her actions and demeanor are very refined, suggesting a noble of high status, a Loen noble?
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