Night.

The breeze swam into the room with the scent of flowers outside the window, and Orna was sitting in a mahogany chair, flipping through a thick copy of "History of the Fifth Age" in his hand.

After all, he didn't know much about the Fifth Age.

Because he fell into a long, silent sleep after the end of the "War of the Four Emperors" in the Quaternary Age, and only now has he woken up.

As soon as he woke up, he said hello to Lilith, the "Mother Earth Goddess", and hurried to Beckland.

To be honest, he didn't really have much of a sense of belonging to the Fifth Age.

The Fifth Age, an era of heightened reality and extraordinary diminishing, an age dominated by guns and artillery fire.

The gods no longer walk on the earth, but go to the astral plane to fill the void.

The high-level extraordinaires have all gone into hiding, either joining the Orthodox Church or becoming a low-level "evil god" to deceive the anchor.

Now, the Extraordinary is full of Sequence 9 and Sequence 8, and it is good for a city to have a Sequence 6.

There is no trace of the glory of the year.

“…… At this point, the inventor of the steam engine, the restored king of Intis, and the great 'Julius Caesar', Russell Gustav, fell to the White Maple Palace. ”

Relying on his ability to read ten lines at a glance and never forget, Orna finally finished reading this history book in the past few days.

He closed the book gently, stretched wearily, and leaned back in his chair in thought.

I didn't expect me to miss a fellow countryman, although this Russell is a little shameless, but the final ending is really embarrassing.

I don't know if he's an extraordinary person of which path or sequence, just listen to the description and not be an artificial vampire.

Looking at his life, there is a high probability that it is the "Black Emperor" path, but if this is the case, he will almost be promoted to sequence 0? Was the madness of old age polluted or what?

Another day, you can buy a copy of his "Russell Poems" to see, although it is full of poems that belong to others......

Tut.

Suddenly, Orner's spiritual intuition was triggered, and he subconsciously assumed an attacking stance, but then understood something, withdrew that stance, and waited happily.

Is that why Klein asked him to recite that honorific name before? What is the opportunity for others to enter the "Source Castle"?

What is the name......

Fools who do not belong to this age,

The mysterious lord above the gray mist,

The Yellow and Black King, who rules the poor...... Looks like this, right? It always felt a little wrong......

The gray mist filled the room, enveloping him, and Orna did not resist. In a trance, he came to the "Source Fort".

He boldly looked around at the gray mist, saw the towering stone pillars, and saw the towering palaces supported by the stone pillars.

Is this the "Source Fort"? One of the nine essentia......

Immediately afterward, he noticed that at the top of the bronze table, there was a mysterious and anomalous figure wrapped in a thick gray mist that seemed to be looking down on everything.

It should be Klein.

Then Orna looked up again and looked straight somewhere.

- The Gate of Light.

The place where he was supposed to be.

However, it seems that Crane has not fully grasped the "Source Fort", so he does not know the meaning of the Light Gate......

Orna thought as Klein, disguised as the god "Fool", spoke:

"You're funny."

Orna came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and said in a cheerful tone, "Oh? Yes, thank you for the compliment! ”

He looked at Crane with a serious face in front of him, trying to hold back his desire to laugh.

Isn't it, does Crane really think he's a demigod? He could see Crane clearly now, and those looming gray mist were useless.

Tut-tut, Klein, you have to be promoted quickly, otherwise you won't be able to pretend if you want to...... Ornar laughed to himself, not directly telling Klein that he could see his true face.

But what...... It's interesting to let things go on like this, isn't it?

Klein was a little surprised by Orner's boldness, not that he was so powerful and worthy of Orner's respect, but with the way he looked now, it looked like he was at least a high-ranking existence, right?

So Orna is so not afraid of death?

Or did Orna anticipate it?

Crane made up his mind and said in a pretentious manner, "You may call me, 'Fool'. ”

"Yes, Mr. Fool!" Orna smiled and bowed, "Then may I ask you for something about me?" ”

Klein's thoughts raced, and he finally chose to go according to the original plan: "My benefactor, Klein Moretti, told me about your ......"

I believe in myself...... He himself complained about himself in his heart.

Yes! Although Klein intends to tell Orna his secret, he will not be able to say the identity of the "fool" above the gray mist!

It's not because of any concern that the hole cards will be exposed, but because ......

It's really a shame to fool people every time you open a tarot!!

Orna looked at the chairs beside the long bronze table, seemed to have an understanding, and asked with a smile:

"Anyone else here?"

Klein said: "Hehe, these are a few people who are similar to you, and I have been pulled here for various reasons. ”

"They want me to hold regular gatherings to trade recipes, buy and sell materials, exchange messages, and commission tasks."

"I promised them."

Orna naturally understood the meaning of Klein's words, and asked obediently:

"Shall I join this party, then the honorable, great, mighty, and not of this age, Mr. 'Fool'?"

"Yes, every Monday, at 3 p.m., eliminate distractions."

Klein said, quietly rolling his eyes inwardly, what the hell are these descriptions?

Then, with a smile, he pointed to the cards that suddenly appeared on the surface of the bronze table, and said:

"They decided to use the name of the tarot card as their respective code name, you can pick your own one, the following already has the owner, you can't choose ......"

"Is there still the 'Moon' card?" Orna asked directly.

Klein was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head, "It's been chosen." ”

"It's the same blood clan as you." He added.

Bloodline? Which junior is it?

Olnar narrowed his eyes and became interested, and asked, "Mr. Fool, can you tell me the name of that Bloodline?" ”

Klein said, "No, the communication between our tarot societies is anonymous. ”

"Oh, okay then." Orna spread his hands, and then said without hesitation: "Then I won't join." ”

"Huh?"

Klein's smile froze, not expecting Orna's sudden refusal.

No, haven't they all already been negotiated? Why do you still regret it?

But Klein can't force Ornar, his status as a "fool" doesn't allow it!

What's more, in reality, he has become an ordinary Sequence 6 again, and he is not the opponent of Olna in Sequence 4 at all.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fool, but my destiny belongs to the moon, and since the 'Moon' card is gone, it means that my destiny does not belong here." Orna was apologetic.

It wasn't all a lie, and his fate really wasn't in this mysterious gathering.

I thought that if the "Moon" card was still around, Orna would be able to have some occult connection with it, but alas......

Okay...... Klein tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Since that's the case, then let's get together and disperse." ”

"Good~"

Ornar answered, grinning as he waited for Crane to send him back to reality.

There was another gray mist, and Orna vanished, leaving Klein on his bronze chair to prop his forehead and mutter:

"This Orna ......"