Crane took four steps backwards into the gray mist, and he saw the edge of the ancient mottled bronze table, and the side of the Fool's Chair, a dark glow waving in circles. Crane, who was already experienced, sat down calmly, spreading his spirituality, and touched the ripples of light in response to his supplication.

The scene in front of him changed suddenly, showing a blurry, but still visible, dark green wavy long-haired girl in a nightdress lying on the extremely high-end bed, her calves and feet swaying up and down behind her regularly.

There is no transcription of passwords...... Looking at a piece of paper...... Crane watched the girl read what looked like letters from her best friends in a pleasant whisper in Old Hermes, and Crane was suddenly a little embarrassed to continue listening to the girls' boudoir secrets.

"Why is this passage written in the letter, it was revealed by Miss 'Justice', no, it shouldn't be, but someone should have deliberately wanted this girl to read or write it down, and no one should have written a letter specifically in Old Hermes, unless she wanted to use some of her habits to hide this sentence so that she could read it inadvertently......" Klein pondered carefully, and finally made up his mind not to really respond, but to wait until midnight to do this step, and then from the other party's reaction, Her personality and ability are tested in terms of attitude and handling techniques.

Of course, he would never force others to join the Tarot Society.

Hazel seemed to notice, her dark brown eyes curiously forgetting to glance behind her, and soon returned to the letters she thought Elle had flaunted her knowledge in Old Hermes.

In the middle of the night, Klein expertly got up from his bed, sealed the room with his spirit, and walked four steps backwards to the gray mist.

Sitting in the high-backed chair that belonged to the Fool, Crane suddenly had a new idea:

Maybe you can try to pull people into the gray fog in this situation!

He pondered for a while, but still reached out and pointed at the rippling circle of light to establish a connection.

Suddenly, he felt his spirituality surging out wildly, causing the entire mysterious space above the gray mist to tremble slightly. Just when Crane thought his spirituality would be completely drained, everything calmed down, and a vague and distorted figure emerged from the edge of the long bronze table.

"Where is this? Who are you? Hazel looked alarmingly at the majestic palace of great stone pillars, and in front of her was an ancient, mottled bronze table, opposite which sat a figure shrouded in a thick gray mist.

In addition, the surroundings were ethereal, ethereal, empty, and the bottom was filled with an invisible gray mist and unreal spots of crimson light.

"I'm a fool who likes to exchange for equal value......" Klein carefully looked at the girl's star spirit, she was a little nervous, but she was very confident, proud, and an extraordinary person, but it shouldn't be very strong, after all, my spirituality was not enough to support it.

"Fool~?" Hazel looked at the strange fellow suspiciously, and she suspected that this might be another new trick for the woman with a bad stomach to trick her, and she asked tentatively:

"What do you want to do?"

"The little girl is very suspicious~" Klein thought to himself, and he said in a familiar tone of a magic stick: "I said, I am a fool who is interested in a long history, you can use everything you can get from me, from people who are similar to you, you can get what you want, attention, it must be worth a considerable ......"

"Something like a gathering of the extraordinary?" Hazel suddenly asked, "In Beckland?" What is it exchanged for, gold pounds? ”

This girl is rich! At the same time, it is quite naïve. Almost as soon as she said the gold pound lightly, Klein confirmed the idea in his heart, and he suddenly didn't know how to take her words, after all, it was too off-character to play a god to talk to her about money.

"I'm willing to participate, Mr. Fool." Almost immediately, Hazel decided that the party should be held in a way that she had never heard of before, no less than the teacher who taught her in her dreams and the bad woman who contacted her silently.

"I'm going to pull you in here again at three o'clock in the afternoon next Monday, and you try to avoid spending time with other people at that time."

"Okay." Hazel replied with some excitement. What kind of genius protagonist plot is this, a mysterious teacher, a mysterious party, a mysterious friend who likes to play pranks but has been helping himself, maybe in the future I, Hazel Macht, will be the second Russell the Great!

"Before you do that, you need to decide on your code name." Crane smiled and pointed to the tarot cards that appeared on the surface of the bronze table.

"Pick a card to use as your codename, well, except for the Fool, the Righteous, the Hanged Man, and the Sun."

Hazel looked at the deck of cards with some excitement, and she suddenly seemed to suffer from a difficult choice, so she simply closed her eyes and drew one at random.

"Lovers!" She opened her mouth wide in surprise, how could it be this one, symbolizing love? No, shouldn't my script be a priestess, an empress, or a chariot? She looked weakly at the Fool who was sitting in the first place, "Mr. Fool, can you change it?" ”

"It's all fate." Klein looked at her with a smile, well, it's the first time I've heard such an interesting request after holding so many tarot meetings, this girl has a lot of occult knowledge? She doesn't seem to see herself as a deity.

Of course, Klein didn't think she could see through her disguise, and if she really had that ability, she wouldn't have to act with her here. It seems that the next time the tarot will meet, she will ask Mr. "The Hanged Man" to give her a good understanding of the tarot meeting. Crane chuckled inwardly and waved his hand lightly to break the connection with Hazel.

Hazel opened her dark brown eyes and sat up from the bed with some excitement, then quickly changed her clothes and slipped out along the outer wall pipes to explore the sewers.

……

"News about the 'Fools'......" Elle looked at Hagiel's message, and although she didn't directly mention the Tarot Society, she almost literally wrote "I joined a mysterious gathering of organizers called the Fools" on the dark side.

"Hmm~ I have to give the cutie a hint, in case this stunned green makes Ke Meow lose her vest embarrassedly, it won't look good." At this time, Elle had no idea that because she Audrey had embarrassed Klein at the tarot meeting, she unfolded the paper and began to write on it.

"The 'Fool' is the end of the 'Fortune Teller' sequence, and has the same strange power as the Seven Gods, well, the ancestor of the House of Antigonus was once called the 'Half Fool', and he is not in a very good state now......" Finally, Elle admonishes her not to pray to hidden beings other than the Seven Gods, and briefly mentions the consequences of doing these things.

Alas, I hope that the little cutie can pay attention to it and stop being bullied at the tarot meeting.

On Monday morning, Klein continued to check the houses with red chimneys in Tingen as planned, but this time he failed to find his target. Toward noon, he returned home, warmed up the leftovers from the previous night, nibbled on a loaf of oatmeal, and slept for an hour.

At 2:40, Crane put down the book in his hand, sealed the bedroom with spirituality, and re-entered the mysterious space above the gray mist.

Crane casually sat down on the bronze table, ignoring the frequency of the "sun's" heartbeat, stretched out his right hand, and responded in advance. At the same time, they establish a connection with the crimson star, which symbolizes "justice", "hanged man", and the new "lover", and pull the four members into the grand palace like the abode of giants.

As soon as Audrey saw the scene in front of her clearly, she immediately greeted in a brisk tone:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool, I have a page of the journal of Russell the Great here."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Sun, have you got the 'Mind Reader' recipe?"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hangman." Audrey looked at the girl who was sitting on the same side as her but at a distance, and Klein introduced it very intimately:

"This is the new member, Miss Lovers." Miss "Justice" can always maintain a happy mood, it is really enviable, I hope I can do the same...... Miss "Lover" is a little scared, she lowers her head and does not dare to look at others, what does this know? Klein expertly observed the members through the astral and aetheric bodies.

"Good afternoon, Miss Lovers." Audrey greeted with her sweet voice. The members of the Tarot Society are getting bigger and bigger, and she's also watching Hazel.

Miss "Lover" was a little scared, why was she afraid, did she think Mr. Fool was one of those evil gods? From her demeanor and sitting posture, it can be seen that she is well-educated, very young, and should be more outstanding in appearance and proud. Audrey entered the state of "spectator" and looked at Hazel carefully.

"Don't worry, try to relax, Mr. Fool is a very gentle deity." Audrey tries to enlighten the new member.

Jinni! Hazel suddenly felt that her heart was about to break through the restraints of her chest, and sure enough, my actions did not offend this god a few days ago, and I knew if I should be humble.

"The Sun" Derrick. Berg, a teenager who cared so much about his credibility, didn't seem to feel the strangeness of the atmosphere, and replied to Audrey, "I've obtained the recipe for 'Mind Reader.'"

"You can recall the recipe in your head, then pick up the pen at hand and give a strong desire to express." Crane leaned back in his chair and pointed to the quill that appeared in front of Darik.

Darek examined the revealed recipe on both sides, making sure it was correct, and pushed it to Miss Justice. Crane noticed Audrey's confusion, and tapped the edge of the table with his right index finger, bowing slightly towards the other party, revealing a note of the modern name.

"Thank you, Mr. Fool, you are very knowledgeable." Audrey looked at the gray mist above her head and thanked and praised her heartily.

"The Hanged Man" Alger did not know exactly what was going on, but he was very dismissive of the words of "justice": how could a great man resembling a god be described in terms of erudition? In a way, this existence is itself equal to knowledge!!

After a brief period of questioning and trading, Klein enjoyed his reading time, and after reading the pages of Rousail the Great's diary, he stopped tapping on the edge of the old long table and motioned to the crowd:

"You can communicate freely."