"Mr. World', the 'Queen' you are looking for has appeared. She also killed Lanerus in Beckland with his own hands. The fraudster who killed you and your captain in Tingen has avenged you."
"Realy? She has already died in Tingen. Why did she appear in Beckland again?"
"Maybe she, like you, came back from the dead for revenge. Maybe what's the wonders of her magic potion sequence, which will be left to you to explore."
"I tried to guess, but I didn't get any results, and there was no sign of anti-divination, just like being arranged by 0-08 in Tingen. In view of this situation, even if I find her, in order to avoid alarming Ins Zangwell, I can't recognize her for the time being."
"The obstruction of gray fog space is effective for 0-08. Maybe you can take advantage of this."
"Yes, I think so too."
After the dialogue with the "world", "Fool" Crane sent an invitation to the "Sun" with a smile to prepare for the new week's tarot meeting.
For some reason, the position of the crimson star belonging to Angel is still dark. Crane thought it was because of her death, but at present, there is obviously another reason.
But everything has hope, and everything will be fine.
As 3 o'clock came, a crimson light sared rot up, and a member of the Tarot Society came to the palace and sat down at the bronze table.
"Justice" Audrey greeted everyone cheerfully, and then faced the fool.
"Mr. Fool, the task you gave me has been completed."
She didn't know whether the fool was willing to make the matter of the "queen" public, so she didn't mention the other party.
"I already know."
Crane answered casually, and then sighed and said to himself:
"In this era of rapid industrial development, in Beckland, in the East District and the factory area, human lives are filled into huge machines, lubricating its gears, and making a wail before death. This is really a hotbed for the arrival of evil gods."
His tone sounds like an ancient god lamenting the rapidly developing world.
Sure enough, the members of the Tarot Club looked at each other and looked puzzled. They seemed to not understand why a simple commission would involve the arrival of the evil god. Although the sun did not know where Beckland was and how many innocent people would die in this city of millions of people every day, the horror of the "evil god" still It's clear.
Audrey also confirmed that her guess was correct. The commission issued by Mr. Fool seems simple, but in fact it hides a game at the divine level:
Lan Erus took advantage of the little divinity he had to take advantage of the bad situation in the dock area and factory area to use it as a hotbed to give birth to the "real creator" and create a great harmful divine descent, while Mr. Fool used the connections of the Tarot to find Lan's hiding place and openly informed the Church of the Righteous Church to go. The pursuit actually secretly arranged for Miss "Queen" to kill him, which dispelled the conspiracy and saved the whole Beckland.
And I also used Hugh and Forth to find out the whereabouts of Lanerus and report it to Mr. Fool, which played a key role!
Just as she was wandering in her imagination, Mr. "World" opposite the fool smiled and said:
"Isn't the child workers who died in their teens, the workers who lived less than thirty years old in the harsh environment of chemical factories, who were tortured by excessive work and lost their labor, and the elderly who were laid off and scattered on the streets, aren't these the best hotbed of evil gods?"
"In the East District, there is a saying that the residents living there, the grandparents must be foreigners, without exception. Because of poverty and hunger, their children are very thin and weak, difficult to adapt to hard work, and quickly wither in Beckland, and it is impossible to leave the third generation.
Audrey, who was happy to participate in the confrontation between the gods, was deeply shocked by Mr. World's words.
She has seen the hardships of the residents of the Eastern District from newspapers and magazines, has carefully read those "in-depth surveys", and has generously donated to various labor associations and workers' housing improvement institutions at charity parties, but she never knew that the simple word "hardship" was so heavy.
I have to do something!
She had a strong impulse in her heart to know more about the real situation of the East District, the dock area and the factory. She wanted to talk to her father and brother to raise donations, and to use her "audience" ability to secretly influence familiar aristocrats and rich businessmen, and improve the situation of Beckland and even the whole country.
Otherwise, Mr. Fool saved Beckland this time. What about next time?
Justice clenched her fists and made up her mind. She bowed to Mr. Fool: "Thank you, Mr. Fool, you saved Beckland this time, which made me understand the root of the problem." She turned to the world on the other side again. "Thank you, Mr. World, you have made me understand that this city is not as bright as it looks on the surface."
Crane, the "fool" at the top of the long table, smiled behind the gray fog that hid his face and withdrew his gaze at Miss Justice with satisfaction.
He sang in harmony with the "world" he controlled, telling the real situation of the East District, but Miss "Justice" with justice in mind just wants to use her influence to try to improve the status quo of those poor areas, and even promote the transformation of the kingdom and promote the construction of relevant laws.
Looking at the thoughtful action of justice, this purpose should be achieved.
He looked at the inverted man who still owed him a page of diary, rubbed his hands in his heart, ready to enjoy today's reading time.
The upside-down man quickly showed the diary. Crane took it through the air and looked down. The rest of the tarot members withdrew their eyes and waited with their heads down.
The first diary is that Russell the Great sighed that high-sequence items are easy to attract low-sequence extraordinary people from the same path, which made Crane think that he often encountered the esoteric order, or the extraordinary people of the fortune teller's path in Tingen and Beckland, and the same is true for Angel. As a witch path, she Even more than half of the extraordinary people who meet and kill are from the witch sect.
"Is this the attraction between extraordinary characteristics? But Russell was talking about high-sequence items, not people," he didn't move his head and neck, and his eyes turned to the gray fog beside him, thinking, "Is it me who attracts them, but the gray fog space I own?"
Unfortunately, there are no more clues. He can only keep this law of "extraordinary characteristics attracting each other" in mind and look forward to the next diary."On January 16th, the taste of witches is really good."
Although the upside-down man only submitted one page of diary, today's reading time for fools is particularly long.
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"The lady's lover betrayed her."
Angel meditated the divination words seven times, opened his eyes and looked at the citrine pendant in his left hand.
The pendant is pulling the silver chain and turning counterclockwise very slowly.
I haven't cheated yet, but there is some possibility?
Looking up at the young woman sitting opposite, with an expectant face, Angel hesitated for a moment and shook her head.
"The swing of the spiritual pendulum is not large, which means that your lover has not betrayed you yet. If you respond positively, you should be able to save this love."
She originally wanted to play a witch role to break up the mandarin ducks, but in the end she couldn't make up her mind.
In this case, once the other party cheated, the angry woman went back to confront him. Whether the other party really betrayed her lover or not, I'm afraid the ending of this love will not be very good.
After sending off the woman who was in a better mood, Angel had no choice but to take out yesterday's newspaper and start reading it.
She didn't expect that nine out of ten guests she met in the fortune-telling club in Beckland came to tell fortunes about love. Is there nothing else to do in this city?
Maybe if you open a detective agency here, you will often be entrusted to catch cheating.
This is Beckland!
Spreading out the Tasok newspaper, Angel found that there was new development in the bombing of Daravi Street in the East District a few days ago.
In the gas explosion that killed four people and injured more than 20 people, a witness saw a woman fighting with a tall man, and finally both of them jumped into the sewer to escape. Many survivors said that they heard the sound of gas leaking before the explosion, which was likely to be man-made arson. The suspect was the woman who escaped!
Well, it's me...
Angel closed the newspaper and felt the further digestion of the magic potion in his body.
This made her once again confirm the magic potion digestion method of "playing-witness-feedback", and the final "feedback" stage promoted digestion even more than other stages combined.
I'm afraid that if she has such a chance once or twice, she will be able to completely digest the "witch" magic potion.
"If you go on like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to digest the 'witch' magic potion in a few years."
Ms. Lola, who pushed the door in, said with a smile.
She was still dressed in the black gauze wide-brimmed hat and a Rune-style long dress, but the "bodyguard" left outside the door seemed to be a different person.
"You don't even want to deceive a few ladies who fall in love. I really don't know how your 'assassin' and 'abettor' magic potion is digested."
Sitting opposite Angel's fortune-telling table, taking off her hat, Lola blinked her lake-blue eyes and smiled.
In fact, I don't know how to play assassins and instigators. After all, I only did a little work...
Angel murmored, squeezed out a smile and asked:
"Why are you here today? You changed the bodyguard again. Do you want me to tell you?"
"I'm just passing by here to see the juniors."
Lola covered her mouth and smiled, intentionally or unintentionally exuding feminine charm, which made Angel look away uncomfeasily.
She didn't believe that the other party was just passing by. Maybe he was testing her, or maybe she was a monitor arranged by the witch sect.
By the way...
"I have joined the witch sect. Didn't you say last time that you escaped from the witch sect? Aren't you afraid that I will betray you?"
She pretended to be vicious and said.
But Lola seemed to know this for a long time, and she was still smiling without any surprise.
This is the last ripple of the 3K beast...