At the end of the party, Crane cut off the three crimson stars, and the figure of "Destiny" disappeared.

"Mr. 'Destiny' should have a dependent in Beckland, and even if he has no interest in what Chillingers wants, he shouldn't be able to watch Justice' and the Hanged Man get into trouble. Judging from the current situation, Mr. Fate and we get along fairly well. ”

Crane shook his head, he wanted to know more secrets above the gray mist, and he also wanted to know the connection between "fate" and the gray mist, but with his current knowledge, he couldn't find more clues.

"Maybe one day I'll know enough about this space to know more secrets." Crane thought hopefully, "There are two important events this week, one is to be inspected by the Templar and promoted to Sequence 8, and the other is to make the 'Sun Flame Charm', its power will even exceed Sequence 7 and Sequence 6, I need Mr. Azik's help ......"

……

Audrey opened her eyes again, and she was already in the room with the bright window, and in front of her was the vanity mirror she had been using.

"It turns out that Mr. 'Fool''s power has been recovering, how did Mr. 'Fate' know? Is he friends with Mr. Fool, or is Mr. Destiny himself able to peek into the secrets, and even Mr. Fool cannot escape Mr. Fate's gaze? Audrey was in a good mood and silently recited the name of the "Fool", and then remembered the recipe for the "Mind Reader" potion and the bank account number of the Dependent.

"I'll have to get two thousand pounds to the lady's account as soon as possible, and honesty is a must for a lady." Audrey is happy to see Tarot getting stronger and stronger, she always has a sense of heroism.

……

Dark blue waves swirl in the wind, and Alger wakes up in the dark basement.

"The power of the 'Fool' is being revived, which is completely consistent with my previous conjecture, and now I can only hope that the 'Fool' is not an evil god." Alger silently remembered the Mr. Destiny who silently mentioned that the "Fool" was being revived, and respect rose in his heart.

"Mr. 'Fate' is a secretive being, he is knowledgeable enough and powerful in his own right. No! Erudite must not be used to describe Mr. 'Fate', perhaps, Mr. 'Fate'' own existence is equivalent to secrecy. ”

……

At the end of the party, Lewis's spirituality fell, and after passing through the gray fog and crazy murmur, he returned to the real world again.

The afternoon sun streamed in through the windows, revealing the dust dancing in the attic.

"It's time to go to Queens next, and hopefully I'll be lucky enough to meet the strong guy with the 'lucky one' formula."

Lewis glanced at the three silver rings on his left hand, and felt a little more confident, he changed into a gray and blue worker's uniform and rushed to Queens.

Queens is the wealthy area of Beckland, and the people living here are not only the aristocracy, but also some wealthy people with huge assets.

Of course, because most of the people who live here are of prominent status, the housing in Queens is also the best, and each building has its own unique style, which together make up the landscape of Beckland.

Lewis found White Swan Street, where he stops and stops, occasionally smiling at passers-by, hoping to find the transcendent who holds the "Lucky One" potion recipe.

"That beautiful lady just now gave me a sense of familiarity, well, she can't be Miss Justice, right?" Lewis couldn't help but think differently, vaguely remembering that Miss Audrey usually lived in Queens, but often went on vacation elsewhere.

There were so many people coming and going on the streets, and Lewis couldn't tell which one was extraordinary and which one was ordinary.

And he didn't dare to turn on his spiritual vision at will, Queens was the residence of those prominent people in the Kingdom of Rune, so naturally there would be no shortage of middle and low-level transcendents, and if he saw something he shouldn't see, he should regret it.

"When the 'pharmacist' told me the news, he repeatedly mentioned luck, does it mean that it is not me looking for the other party, but the other party is trying to find someone lucky enough?"

Lewis paused, he felt that his idea was reasonable, and from the words of "The Medicine Master", it was not difficult to tell that the formula holder was a member of the Destiny School, which seemed to have a strange attachment to fate.

"Anyway, I should have done a divination first." Lewis found a lane where no one was passing, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes after silently reciting the divination phrase.

In a dream, through the pure white in front of him, Lewis saw a casino with a golden turntable, a dealer dressed in a bunny girl costume dealing cards, and a decently dressed gentleman shouting frantically.

When the divination came to fruition, Lewis hurriedly woke up from his dream, and he followed the instructions of the divination to find the casino.

Approaching the casino, Lewis silently uttered the word "fate" and walked in with the lucky ring.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Lewis saw a well-dressed gentleman being thrown out by the casino's security guards, wearing a close-fitting black suit and wearing a single-rimmed glasses.

As the gentleman was thrown to the ground, a lump of guano fell from mid-air and landed on the gentleman's clothes.

The well-dressed gentleman, who cared no more about his clothes, leaned over to Lewis and asked, "Would you like to make a small fortune here?" ”

Lewis gave the other a surprised look, and the other man's behavior reminded him of the gamblers who had lost all their money and the trust that the casino had found.

Blinking his right eyelid three times in a row, Lewis looked at the gentleman with his spiritual vision, and the other party's aura was very healthy, mainly because he looked like an ordinary person.

"Whoa......," Lewis took a half step back with a hunch, and a basin of water poured from above, and the gentleman was instantly drenched in soup, and he suffered with it, and half of his arm was drenched with water.

Looking up, the maid on the second floor had a straight face and whispered the word "sorry".

"I've been so unlucky lately, but believe me, I'm very good at gambling and rarely lose." The gentleman took off his hat and poured out the water, smiling and pleading.

"I believe you're a ghost!" Lewis twitched the corner of his mouth, being unlucky to this extent can be regarded as a kind of extraordinary ability, right?

"Wait, isn't Sequence Six of the Path of Fate related to bad luck?" Lewis suddenly thought.