"At the cost?"

Ember groaned for a moment.

He knew that the 'price' that the hanged man spoke of was not the price of the ring, but the price of use.

There are seals in this world, but these seals all have strong side effects without exception.

For example, Ember has seen '2-049'.

And the reason why the upside-down hangman asked such a question was probably because he thought that the same was true of the 'sacrificial ring'.

However......

"There is no price."

Ember confessed, "If you have to pay for it, it's that you have to wear the ring all the time, because it only works when it's worn." ”

"It's not a price at all, is it?"

The corners of the eyes of the upside-down hangman twitched slightly.

Seals that cost nothing, he'd never heard of them!

But.

If the ring was indeed made by the goddess of sin, it might not be strange that there was no price.

After all, even if the goddess of sin karma has long since fallen, she is a former god after all.

This kind of magical item that can avoid death, once it spreads, is enough to make the vast majority of people rush to it.

The same goes for hanged people.

After all, who can resist the temptation to be exempt from death?

The only problem, however, was that the hanged man knew he couldn't afford to pay enough for the ring.

As soon as he thought of this, the expression of the hanged man became extremely bitter.

He is neither a high-minded god like Mr. 'Fool', nor a rich woman like Miss 'Justice'.

Even if he was lucky enough to learn of the existence of the Sacrifice Ring now, he would never be able to get it for almost his entire life.

Unless......

"Black Emperor!"

The hanged man took a deep breath.

Judging from Ember's attitude just now, he was very interested in the Black Emperor's information.

If he can get enough information about the Black Emperor, he may be able to exchange this ring from the other party.

There is little hope, but it is better than no hope at all.

"Hmm~"

Audrey played with the ring in her hand, her eyes were extremely hesitant and entangled, as if she wanted to completely engrave the appearance of this ring in her mind.

I have obviously touched this magical ring with my own hands-

Although it is only a fake that can be manifested with the help of Mr. Fool.

However, Mr. Ember must have a real sacrificial ring on her hand, but unfortunately she can't pay enough for it.

Although several people have different thoughts.

But the appearance of the sacrificial ring undoubtedly fully mobilized everyone's emotions, and in the end, everyone fell into loss and entanglement.

In this atmosphere, the party gradually came to an end.

"Mr. Fool."

Ember suddenly turned his gaze to the Fool and muttered for a moment before saying, "There's something I'd like to be able to talk to you about alone. ”

Klein the Fool was slightly surprised.

But his face was silent, just bowing slightly.

Leaning back slightly, he cut off the letter to Justice and the Hanged Man, sending the two of them out of the gray mist first.

Then, Crane turned his gaze to Ember, as if to ask him what was the matter?

"Klein."

As soon as Ember spoke, the 'Fool' was scared half to death, and his pupils shrank sharply.

How did he know?

How did he guess my identity?

Did I have something exposed?

The 'Fool''s body instantly stiffened, and the exposure of his identity made him feel an incomparably urgent sense of crisis in his heart.

"Is he your dependent?"

Ember then asked slowly.

“……”

The 'Fool''s body was still stiff, but his expression twitched slightly.

Can you speak without panting?

People are scared to death!

"Why do you ask?"

The 'Fool' sorted out his emotions and asked with a mysterious smile.

"I smell the same breath in him as you do."

Ember explained calmly, paused and added, "To be precise, it should be the breath of this space. ”

"Are you a dog?!"

The 'fool' complained wildly in his heart.

Although he knew that Ember's 'smell' was just a metaphor, it was the same as his 'smell' of old Neil's 'human pus'.

But isn't your 'sense of smell' a little too sensitive?!

You've only met 'Crane' once in total, and it lasted less than an hour, and you even remember what he tasted like?

"Yes."

Mr. 'Fool' was quite helpless in his heart, knowing that he could not deny it in front of the embers, so he had to find a way to make up for it as much as possible.

So he nodded slowly, taking the initiative to confirm Ember's guess.

"Really?"

Ember nodded knowingly.

The reason for this question is that the 'breath' of the 'fool' and Klein is one thing.

On the other hand, it's because of his remaining memories that remind him.

The 'Fool' alone with Crane would not have attracted any attention from him.

But when both appeared in his memory at the same time, it made him associate the two together-

Unprovoked, arbitrary, one-sided gratuitous associations.

But Ember has always trusted his association.

And the affirmation of the fool at the moment also proves his association.

"Actually, it's not a loss."

Klein comforted himself, "At least that way, he won't think 'Crane' is a 'fool.'" ”

Moreover, the exposure of the identity of the 'dependent' is actually not a bad thing.

Because it means that he may be able to use his status as a 'dependent' to exchange something from Ember.

The identity of the 'Fool' is not suitable for actively trading with Ember, but the Dependant can!

And in the case of identity exposure, there is no need to hide it, but it will be more convenient to communicate.

The only problem is.

How can Klein, the 'Dependent' in Tingen, get in touch with the embers in Beckland?

"It's not a big problem, though."

Klein thought silently, "Beckland is not far from Tingen, only four hours by car. ”

Thinking about it this way, maybe Crane the 'Dependent' can still find a way to get a sacrificial ring from Ember.

Well.

Provided that he pays a sufficient price.

I just don't know if I can take credit.

Crane's mind began to diverge again, but fortunately he quickly came back to his senses and asked, "Any more questions?" ”

"Not yet."

Ember shook his head, got up and stroked his chest and saluted, "See you next week, Mr. Fool." ”

"See you next week."

The Fool smiled and nodded, severing contact with Ember and sending him out.

Meanwhile.

Beckland, Queens, in a luxury villa.

Audrey Hall lifted her head from the soft velvet pillow and whispered a sigh of emotion.

"Sacrificial ring, I don't know if it's enough to borrow a little money from my father......"

"Huh?"

Audrey's words came to an abrupt halt as she felt as if something in her palm was awkward.

She subconsciously looked down at her palm, where a ring, with a simple shape and a dull and cracked emerald, lay quietly in her palm.