Chapter 44: The Great Fool
"Little Sun, if I'm not mistaken, it's still a bit difficult for you to gather the materials of the Praisers, right?" Gawain asked softly.
Mr. "Power" asked what was this for? Could it be that he wants to alleviate poverty? Poverty alleviation can find me, I'm quite poor, Klein thought with some doubts.
"I, I still have some things at home, after I sell them, I should have enough." Dyrick lowered his head and said with some embarrassment.
"Still, I'll definitely find a way to get the mind reader's potion recipe, and I, I'm sure I'm not going to break my word." He was afraid that Miss "Justice" would misunderstand his empty gloves white wolf, so he hurriedly raised his head and argued.
"Little Sun, don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to be promoted now, you can take your time." Audrey reassured.
It would take her a while to digest the potion, and with her financial strength, as long as the materials were available, it would be difficult for her to obtain them, so she was not in a hurry.
"So, little sun, I now have a way to get the materials you need easily, would you like to try it?" Gao Wen followed the good path.
Can there be such a good thing? Klein was skeptical in his mind.
Miss "Justice" and Mr. "The Hanged Man" were also a little unconvinced, but since several tarot meetings, the reliable image of Mr. "Power" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Therefore, they all looked at Gawain curiously, wanting to see what he was talking about.
"Mr. 'Power', do you really have a way for me to get the materials? If that's the case, I'm willing to try. Derrick replied with a solemn nod.
Under the expectant gaze of the four people, Gawain did not directly say his method, but stood up first, bowed to Mr. Fool, and said:
"Mr. Fool, my next words may be a bit arrogant, please forgive me."
"It's okay, I don't care about verbal offense, you can say whatever you want." Klein said magnificently.
With Mr. Fool's permission, Gawain sat down and began his own performance.
"The way I offer you is that you can tell you the origin of the recipe in your hand." In a flat tone, Gawain said things that shocked everyone.
"No! How can you get him to divulge the existence of the Tarot Society? Alger, the hanged man, immediately retorted.
"So according to Mr. Hanged Man, what should Little Sun do?" Gawain asked casually.
"He could, as he said before, sell his property first, and then join the team that went out to explore, as a way to cover up his anomaly.
"It's a little more difficult at first, but it's better to be stable and there will be no accidents." The hanged man used himself as an example.
"It seems that Mr. Hanged Man must be from a big force that is in full swing." Gawain said with a smile.
Yes, the Storm Church, but now it looks like he's supposed to be a two-five, Crane thought to himself.
Guessed by Mr. "Power" about the approximate origin, the hanged man Alger was a little dumbfounded at once, but he quickly reacted and retorted:
"That's not what we're talking about right now."
"No, that's what we're talking about right now." Gawain shook his head and began to talk eloquently:
"Mr. Hanged Man, you come from a great force that is in full swing, so this way of acting is naturally reasonable.
"But you don't realize a problem.
"The problem is that Silver City can't be considered a normal extraordinary force."
Not a normal extraordinary force? Audrey's heart was filled with doubts.
Since just now, she has been watching from the sidelines.
Although she was also shocked by Mr. Power's suggestion, she already had enough trust in Mr. Power that she felt that the other party would not say anything too substandard.
Moreover, she even faintly felt in her heart that even if Mr. "Power's suggestion" seemed ridiculous, it would probably be Mr. "Hanged Man" who would be persuaded in the end.
In the same way, Crane, who was sitting at the top, did not rashly express his opinion, he wanted to hear what this fellow had to say.
"I didn't understand what you meant." The hanged man said with a frown.
Gawain smiled slightly, turned to Darik and asked:
"Little Sun, in your opinion, what is the current situation in your Silver City?"
Derick thought for a moment and replied honestly:
"We in Silver City need to fight monsters in the darkness outside, and we don't have enough food."
"In addition, if the people of our city-state are polluted, others cannot kill them at will, they must be blood relatives, otherwise the dead will become terrible monsters."
Oh my God, isn't this blood fratricide? The news almost pulled Audrey out of the audience, and she couldn't imagine such a sad scene.
"Internal and external difficulties, in danger, in other words, your Silver City is already facing a desperate situation and cornered, right?" Gawain asked calmly.
"Yes, yes." Derick said with some frustration, feeling that these two words were simply tailor-made for their Silver City.
"Mr. Hanged Man, what do you think is the most fearful of a desperate person?" Gawain once again invited Alger to the line.
"Desperate people? There shouldn't be anything to be afraid of. Alger said hesitantly, feeling that the topic was already under the control of Mr. "Force", and he could only deal with it powerlessly.
"No, what such people are most afraid of is that nothing has changed." Gawain said.
"For the desperate, no change means no hope,
"Again, for Silver City, it's the same." Gao Wenbra said with confidence.
He looked at the little sun and said:
"According to what you just said, it was your elders who led you to survive in the forsaken land, then there is no doubt that your leader must be excellent, otherwise you would have perished long ago."
"Yes, our chief is a very good man." Dyrick said.
"Then your Chief is unlikely to overreact to the presence of a mysterious being behind you.
"Because, what your chief is afraid of now is not the emergence of variables, on the contrary, what he is afraid of is that there are no variables, and everything is like a pool of stagnant water.
"In that case, you will only be able to watch yourself and perish step by step." Gawain stated the facts in a calm tone.
I see, for the current Silver City, are people still afraid of any mysterious existence?
If the true creator could save them, Silver City might all be converted in a second, Crane said secretly in his heart, he already understood what Mr. "Power" meant.
Indeed, I am in a completely different situation from Little Sun, and we should not simply apply our own way of doing things, Alger reflected in his heart.
He felt that Mr. Power's proposal was more in line with the actual situation of Little Sun than himself.
As for himself, he made the mistake of empiricism.