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Looking at this "fool" card that slipped out of his cuffs, Zarathu's mood could not be calmed for a long time.

A cold wind of late autumn blew in due time, adding to the terrifying atmosphere of the current scene.

Despite being Sequence One, Zarathu did not feel that he could use his weak divination to find out the location of the holder of the Source Fort and the people around him who were under his protection. Because the person of the source fort is too high, it is impossible for anything to divinate it, and even if Amon comes, it must be investigated through occult connections and abnormal doppelganger deaths.

In other words, the appearance of this card is not the result of its own divination, but the product of occult connections!

…… There are two ways to interpret it, one is because I have just been in close contact with the source castle, and I am contaminated with the breath and connection of the other party, so it is natural for the "Fool" card to appear...... The other is that this girl is related to the owner of the Source Castle...... The most important thing is that the "Fool" card appeared when he was divining this girl, even if there are two reasons, it must be the latter with a greater probability!

Melissa looked curiously at Zarathu, who had suddenly fallen silent, and saw the "Fool" card that had slipped from his sleeve to the ground. She bent down and picked up the card for the old soothsayer:

"Give."

"Thank you." Zarathu took it and thanked him in a dry voice, "Let me do a simple divination for you, you can choose to divinate the progress of recent troubles, the fortune for a period of time in the future, or the health of your family, and the ...... of your future feelings."

He moved back, babbling and shuffling the cards in his hands.

Melissa was fascinated by the shuffling of the cards, and it was hard to imagine that such an old pair of hands could have such incredible dexterity, and after a few seconds, Melissa woke up from a dream, and said as she thought:

"I did have a small problem at school...... I used to study with a professor who believed in the god of steam and machines, but he returned to Intis two months ago for religious reasons, and our project was put on hold, and a professor who believed in the goddess came to take over, but the professor didn't know much about our project, and after trying to move forward for a while, he decided to change direction or reorganize ......"

Zarathu understood: "In other words, you are faced with a situation where the hard work you have worked in the past few months has been in vain. ”

“…… Yes. ”

Melissa recalled this proverb twice in her mind, and felt that there was an indescribable philosophy, probably the words of Russell the Great:

"I've only been working hard for two months, and it's not a big loss...... The professor also promised that he would arrange a more suitable project team for us...... Fortunately, I didn't convert to the god of steam and machines because of the favor of the first professor, and I didn't apply for the opportunity to study abroad in Intis, otherwise the situation would have been worse than it is now. ”

"So you're going to study divination?" Zarathu shuffles the cards and prepares to draw one of them.

"If it's only one divination...... I want to divinate my brother's work horoscope. Melissa shook her head without hesitation, "His work seems to have hit a plateau lately, and he is always absent-minded, worried, and avoids answering questions about work." I just became a college student this year, and the project is not going well, and I can't earn money to support my family. My brother's fortune is more important than me. ”

Although she doesn't believe much in divination, thinks it's just a comforting thing like psychotherapy, and like many believers in steam, she thinks that all the unknown and supernatural are just science can't explain it, but she also learns about the existence of "real supernatural powers" through the professor who believes in the god of steam, and she is more curious and in awe of things she doesn't understand.

Zarathu said in his heart that I would give you a divination once for free, and he restrained his evil taste and asked Melissa, "Which brother?" After all, the little girl thinks that she has an older brother who is "dead", and the object of divination must be the one she thinks is still alive.

He drew a card from it and showed it to Melissa:

"It's the priestess in the right position, see, this card symbolizes knowledge, silence and self-change, suggesting a kind of learning and change that has been precipitated, not only in terms of knowledge, but also in the heart. Miss Melissa, your brother may have a long period of time at work that needs to be accumulated, and after this period of time will bring a good result, and obtain considerable gains. ”

Everyone likes to listen to nice words, and Melissa is no exception.

When she heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, believing that it was both true and comforting, and that it made her feel happy.

"Miss, do you want to know the reason why your brother is absent-minded?"

Zaratul had easily gained some trust and favor from Melissa, and he was a little confident in his mystery, having learned a lot of negotiation tricks from the demon, so he took the initiative to take a step and asked with a smile.

Melissa didn't have time to speak, and her eyes were once again attracted by Zarathu's shuffling skills, and Zarathu quickly finished shuffling, pulled out one of them, and with a flick of his finger, showed it in front of Melissa's eyes:

"It's a lover, miss!"

Zarathu laughed, and he smiled sincerely after a long time of divination of so many trivial human matters. Although he had already received the answer in the first divination, he patiently performed a divination show for Melissa:

"Your brother may have changed emotionally a little bit that can't be ignored, and that's probably a good thing, don't you think?"

"What, you mean, Benson, he-"

Melissa's eyes widened suddenly, and she covered her mouth with her hand in disbelief, and then the corners of her eyes and eyebrows showed a smile, and her brown-black eyes flashed with a smart light, making her look more lively and cute, more like the reaction of a girl of her current age.

Benson...... Of course, Zarathu would not let go of this name, and he immediately used his spiritual perception to perform divination, and obtained a lot of information about the person with this name: Benson Moretti now lives in Bakeland, does not have any extraordinary abilities, and his family is a believer in the goddess of the night. He used to live with his brother and sister in a city called Tingen...... I was a government employee who just started this year, and I moved here with my sister at the end of last year...... The age is not right, and the appearance does not match the heir of the source castle...... This is the eldest son, so he is the second son...... It was surprisingly good luck that his family had jumped from a modest clerk to a government employee earning more than £3 a week in a year......

Zarathu's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He sucupposes that the Moretti family has had an abnormal income, which comes from the Church of the Night.

This should be what she said about "death in the line of duty"? Unexpectedly, the holder of the Source Fort was once a believer in the goddess of the night, but why did he die and why did he become a friend of the Creator...... Is it the escape of the hypocrites, or is it the conversion of the resurrected Creator?

He still knew too little about the owner of the Source Castle, and he was given so much information that could only be guessed.

The old soothsayer's mouth pursed, and his snort blew the messy white beard around him slightly.

"Oh my God, he didn't tell me at all."

Melissa's eyes sparkled, five surprises and five points of blame for Benson's hesitation. The old gentleman was able to tell the simple story of his home as soon as they met, and Melissa was already convinced by the results. She was about to thank her and leave, but when she saw the old gentleman handing the stack of tarot cards flat in front of her, she smiled kindly and said:

"Little girl, do you want to do a divination too?"

“？ I ......"

"Well, the easiest." Seeing Melissa's hesitation, Zarathu added, "It just so happened that I had a troublesome matter, and just as I was thinking about what to do, you appeared in front of me. No skill is required, just a random card is drawn. ”

Hearing this, Melissa was a little eager to try:

"Just pull out one, okay?"

Zarathu smiled and nodded.

Melissa had such an opportunity for the first time, and when she encountered such an incredible thing, she was a little curious and reserved, and after thinking for a while, she directly took the top card and slowly turned it over:

"It's ...... Hermits? ”

Zarathu raised his eyebrows, looked over, and saw that the card in the girl's hand was the "hermit" in the right position!

After looking at the reversal for so long, he finally saw a positive position of his own, and it was not a tower, and Zarathu had the urge to cry with joy.

"Unsociable, noble, prudent, solitary, elderly, wise......"

Melissa's card expresses Melissa's perception and attitude towards herself, and if the other party is really looking for a turn of fate, then the card's metaphor is especially important. Zarathu did not flutter because it was in the right position, he silently recalled the meaning and symbol of the "hermit" in his mind, and was not sure whether this was a warning to his own choice and his future:

"Think before you act, ask for advice, explore inward, guide, introspect, avoid blindness, isolation......"

Zaratul was silent, a finger tapping his thigh slowly, feeling as if he had grasped something, but as if he didn't understand it at all. No way, divination and fate are like this.

Russell once muttered that there was some rule among soothsayers that "you can't say that you can't break the sky, otherwise you will lose your life", and Zarathu had never heard of this rule. But it is undeniable that the early Russell sometimes held him in high esteem, and Zarathu knew that he was neither omniscient nor omnipotent, and that he was far from the pinnacle of divination.

Sometimes He doesn't say it, not only because he can't say it, but also because He himself doesn't know what to expect.

Melissa didn't react to him and thought the card was a bad sign. Just as she was a little nervous about holding the cards, Zarathu suddenly smiled knowingly, and he smiled and thanked Melissa:

"Thank you, Miss Melissa, for your divination has made me think about the future and stop being so confused."

Melissa, who thought she had just drawn a card casually, looked at the "Hermit" card in her hand and couldn't help but be curious:

"Is divination really so magical? Can you see the fate of the future through a single card? ”

Oh, as long as ritual magic is used correctly, it is not difficult to borrow power from a great being, divination and occultism are never far away, they are just hidden...... Zarathu bowed slightly: "Yes, Miss Melissa, maybe you don't think there is any meaning in this, whatever is drawn is a coincidence, but in the eyes of people like us, whether it is a coincidence or a random number, it is one of the portents of fate." ”

He took all the cards from Melissa's hand, put the pendulum back into his arms, then picked up his cane and slowly stood up. Melissa stretched out her hand to help, but found that the old man's movements were not slow, and he didn't seem to be injured in the fall just now:

"You have given me this foreknowledge just now, and it is destined that you are the one who will give me this foreshadowing."

Melissa also stood up, and after hearing this, she was stunned for a few seconds, and her eyes widened slightly:

"You mean, I appeared here, I bumped you, I gave you divination, all of this is actually destined by fate?"

She suddenly found herself a little confused by the old man's thoughts, but as an educated, polite woman, she did not express a clear denial of this opinion. She knew that the thinking of elderly people must be very stubborn and old-fashioned, not to mention this kind of old man who still needs to do divination in a mysterious way.

Melissa didn't say anything, she opened her mouth to say goodbye, but Zaratul said first:

"It was a pleasure to communicate with you, Miss Melissa, and I hope we can all get answers that we are happy with."

"Me too." Melissa held the document in one hand and the skirt in the other, and gave a simple salute.

"Go back, miss, if you go home on Third Street now, you can see something interesting......" Zarathu smiled mysteriously, and then bowed slightly, turning away.

"Interesting thing? What's interesting......"

Melissa said goodbye to the strange old man, and she took her things and walked alone on the road for a while, intending to walk back like this, but the last words of Zarathu lingered in her ears, and the meaningful words seemed to be hooked, and she could not forget them.

"Third Street is only a few minutes away, so it's a bit of a detour to get home, but it's safer......"

Melissa made a natural bend on her feet, and she quickly crossed a small block, avoiding the slowly approaching horse-drawn carriage and into the noticeably more crowded Third Street.

It's the rush hour for the end of the evening and the end of school, and the Hilston borough is full of young people walking together and gentlemen and ladies hurrying with briefcases in formal attire. The shops on the street are working hard to take advantage of the rush hour, and the restaurants and dessert shops are full of diners. Melissa walked and looked around suspiciously, looking for the "funny thing" that Zarathu had said.

Suddenly, Melissa saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

"Ah, Ban—"

She quickly shut her mouth, hid to the side, and watched intently as her brother Benson and a strange lady walked together, and the two talked and laughed. Benson was more active than usual, more sharp-tongued, constantly throwing out one interesting topic after another, making the young lady laugh, and the atmosphere between the two was subtle and harmonious, with some faint unspeakable emotions.

Benson sent the lady into a townhouse, and proudly straightened her collar, and then suddenly found a pair of sparkling eyes staring at him not far in front of him, and after a closer look, Benson was startled, and suddenly had a sense of guilt:

"May, Melissa, why are you here?"

The eldest brother, who was still sharp just now, suddenly became clumsy and tongued, like a student who was found secretly skipping class, and even his cheeks were slightly red. Touching his sister's meaningful and smiling gaze, Benson coughed uncomfortably and turned his face away:

"Don't you usually take short walks? Why did you suddenly come here today? ”

Melissa looked at the townhouse where the strange lady had disappeared, and then at Benson, her smile full of accomplishment and curiosity:

"You've been absent-minded all this time, and you've made a detour late, just to send this lady home?"

Benson coughed again, he hummed indiscriminately, reached out to pull his sister's arm, and ran away with his sister home: "What about you?" Melissa, how did you suddenly end up here? You can't have followed me from Queens, right? ”

"I'll go back and tell you." Melissa said with some excitement, "Benson, how long have you been together?" When are you going to propose? ”

"It's still early! Ruth, no, Ms. Brooke and I just came to our co-op department, and she's very nice, and I just happened to be on a drop by with her. Benson looked uncomfortably to the side of the road, just in time to see a crow foraging for food, "We've only known each other for a while, just some familiar colleagues, Melissa, don't be cranky." ”

Melissa smiled silently as she recalled the divination and the lover's cards.

In the crowd of people, the brother and sister held each other's arms and trotted in the direction of home in the afterglow of the evening.

……

"At that time, my father and mother were walking like this, and all of a sudden, they fell to the ground with a snap, and then they died."

In a barren field, the orange-haired Letty Orr sat against a rock, and a little boy in ragged clothes, whose feet were covered in mud and blood from the long walk, sat beside her.

"Is it because of hunger?" Audrey asked softly.

"Well, I'm very hungry, and my stomach is always on fire, but I don't feel it after a few days."

There was no sad expression on the face of the black-haired little boy, only childlike innocence and calmness. He sat on the ground playing with a few rocks and told Audrey that the two larger stones were "Daddy and Mommy", and that the two smaller ones were him and his brother.

"Mom and Dad died, fell to the ground, and birds and dogs came to eat."

"I'm hungry and I want to eat too, but I can't because that's my mom and dad."

The little boy muttered that he couldn't eat them, but he grabbed the two stones and stuffed them into his mouth, nibbling on them as hard as bread. Audrey's fingers clenched a little tighter, but there was no sound.

His mouth was dripping with blood, and he continued indistinctly:

"We walked for a long time, we were very hungry, and my brother told me that he could endure it for a long time, and it would be fine without eating for a month, and I believed it."

As he spoke, he grabbed the pebble, put it in his mouth and began to chew:

"However, that night, my brother starved to death."

"The birds and dogs didn't want to eat my brother because they could eat too much, and my brother was so thin that he only had skin and bones, so I burned him off." The little boy smiled proudly and tilted his head proudly, as if waiting for a compliment.

His mouth full of blood and red-stained broken teeth saw that Audrey couldn't help but use a reassurance on herself, she endured and endured, endured and endured, plucked up the courage to take a deep breath as calmly as possible, and said with a gentle smile:

"Pula is doing a great job, you are strong and brave."

The little boy was complimented, his head held higher, and he said with a full sense of emotion: "Yes! When I burned my brother, there were still people who tried to snatch him away, but I didn't let them succeed! I protected my brother! ”

Someone came to rob him when he burned his brother? Why rob a dead child, is it...... Audrey was dizzy. She was glad that she was possessed in a rag doll, and if she had a body, even if she had gone through a lot of mental training, she might not be able to help but start retching now, or really vomit - then this psychotherapy would be a complete failure, and it would also be a major failure for her as a psychiatrist.

She nodded vigorously and reached out to stroke the little boy's dirty, clumpy hair, making the smile vibrant and encouraging:

"You did a very good job! In the future, you have to protect others like your brother, okay? ”

"Hmm!" The little boy who had been affirmed also nodded vigorously, and suddenly asked, "Big sister, have you ever seen a gem?" ”

Audrey thought about Letty's character, and thought that she was now in psychotherapy, so she shook her head and showed a curious look: "I haven't seen it, have Pula seen it?" What do gemstones look like? ”

The little boy reached out and gestured to a ball the size of a child's fist:

"It's so big, red, and shiny!"

"I saw a gem when I was so hungry, next to a dead man, I was so happy that I wanted to take the gem away for food, but I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it, so I ate the gem and ......"

The little boy hammered the ground with some annoyance: "It must be the problem of the gems, since then I have been hungry, no matter how much I eat, I can't eat enough, even if I eat stones, meat, people, and souls, it is useless...... I'm so hungry all the time...... I'm so hungry now......"

As he spoke, the boy's hands began to rub wildly across the ground, grabbing sand, stones, withered plants, and everything he could find, and stuffing it into his mouth. Audrey wanted to use her extraordinary abilities to stop it, but she gritted her teeth and endured.

She is a walker of dreams, not a shaper of dreams, or a changer.

No matter how much death, pain, or sorrow she saw in her dreams, she couldn't change the dream, even if it was easy for her.

"You'll never be hungry anymore......" Audrey reached out and stroked the head of the little boy who was constantly eating the sundries, and said softly, "The next time we meet, will my sister bring you something to eat?" Delicious bread, sausages, grilled meats, you will love ......"

When the little boy heard this, he hurriedly raised his head and asked ignorantly and expectantly:

"Really?"

"yes, really."

Audrey's voice became more and more gentle, with hypnotic magic: "I will bring a lot of it, and I will definitely make you eat all-you-can-eat ......"

Under her comfort, the spirit of the owner of the dream gradually calmed down, and the little boy gradually stopped chewing frantically, and his eyes were slightly closed.

"Sleep, sleep......" Audrey hummed softly.

As the little boy leaned against the wall with his eyes closed and fell asleep, a shadow appeared in the air. Tawfik, wearing a red-striped mask on a black background, gestured to Audrey, who nodded, grabbed his arm, and the two of them left the little boy's dream.

Soon, the two escaped from the dream and returned to the real world.

Audrey got up from her seat and took a few steps lightly. She sighed softly as she looked at the hideous-looking middle-aged man on the hospital bed, who was being locked in by chains and restraints with extraordinary abilities, who were sleeping from his slumber.

"I didn't expect that Pula's hunger had reached such an irreversible level, which made me regret."

Tawfik walked up and whispered, "There is still a certain danger in entering the dream realm of Sequence 6, and this time it will be hard for you." ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do, and that's helped me in the play."

Audrey retracted her gaze and asked softly, "Is he really ...... Did you do such an unforgivable thing? ”

Tawfik nodded: "Well, he can't control his desires, and he has eaten so many people in the ban, openly provoking the authority of the chief, what awaits him will be deprivation of strength and all personal rights, and he will be sent to the fields to work as a coolie until he dies." ”

"This ...... Alas. ”

Audrey wanted to say something, but in the end, she only sighed softly.

It was difficult for her to connect this middle-aged man with soft eyebrows and sad eyes with the child in her dreams, let alone imagine that such a taciturn person would be famous in the rebels, and finally restore the country victoriously, but one day he suddenly went berserk and killed and devoured dozens of lives.

"Pura should be happy, at least he can still work for the others to death."

Tawfik's voice was also a little dull:

"In our school, everyone has mental illness of varying severity, and there are no normal people in universal values, even leaders and gods are crazy and sick, and I am the same...... I have a pathological hatred for the people of the Northern Continent, and I will subconsciously do it when I see the people of the Northern Continent, even though I know that the people of the Northern Continent are not all bad people, but I still can't control myself. ”

"Maybe sometime, you're going to come and heal me, and then watch me be deprived of my divinity and extraordinary abilities and sent to work in the fields."

"I'm trying to avoid that right now."

Audrey deliberately asked Letty to say with a serious face: "Please be sure to monitor your mental health. By the way, I may have to take a leave of absence tomorrow, and I can't help in the afternoon, so please ask His Highness Richard for leave on my behalf. ”

Tawfik nodded without even thinking about it: "Okay." ”

723

On Saturday morning, it turned out to be a rare sunny day in Beckland.

The weather was invigorating, apparently for the king's speech. And yesterday was as gloomy as ever, and even the position of the sun could not be seen, except for extraordinary abilities, which were simply inexplicable.

Crane opened his eyes early, he received a prayer from Leonard Mitchell in Tingen in the middle of the night, and although there were thousands of reasons not to open his eyes, he had no choice but to get up and answer the prayer while summoning a messenger to send away the prepared "Yesterday Repeated" charm.

Or, at most, you can curse a few more words in your head about the sleepless man's routine.

"October 4th...... It's here so soon. ”

Before seven o'clock, Mr. Dawn Dantès, who had not closed his eyes for almost half the night, rolled over and got up, and 160 Berclund Street came to life, and quickly went about the preparation of the employer, who was going to listen to the speech, and several of the servants were going to listen to the speech.

Originally, Klein had planned to go by car. But he looked out the window and realized how outrageous his ideas were.

Berlund Street is close to the city centre and less than a twenty-minute walk from the square in the Hilston district.

It was nine o'clock in the speech, and it was only eight o'clock, and people in dark clothes began to walk along the street in groups of three or five in the direction of Hilston Place.

Compared to the excitement of the previous days, it was a somewhat oppressive day, probably because George III had set the content of his speech as "mourning the victims of the year", and although there were crowds, there was little communication between people.

Again, they walked silently forward, as if relying on inertia.

"Let's go over there."

Klein turned to the butler and said, "Let's take a half-day off this morning, and Enyuni can follow me." ”

Walter, the butler, stopped talking, but complied with his employer's request.

Crane got fully dressed, picked up his cane, and walked to the city square of Hilston with his puppet Enyuni and his hidden puppet Chunas Korg. In front of them, more and more people appeared, either dressed in formal clothes, holding walking sticks, dressed as gentlemen, or dressed in blue, green, yellow, and red dresses, or sweaters, jackets and trousers, or dresses in dark black and low tones.

They came out of their houses, from the street where they were, like splashes of water, merging together at the intersection to form a stream.

The creek gushes in front of it, and many streams merge into it, intertwining into a majestic torrent at the entrance of the square.

The torrent rushed slowly, flooding the square.

In the midst of the crowd, Klein felt as small as a drop of water for the first time in a long time.

TBC

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When I was repairing the computer, I thought that I hadn't donated for two months, so I was idle and opened the charity donation 1-to-1 poor student scholarship fund.

Now the author has no money.

Become Richard! Wear a face mask! Highway robbery! Hand over the money! Turn into bread! Destroy the corpses! Take the money back and donate!