Monday, July 30. Diaphragm

In the afternoon, Earl Hall's Court, Audrey's private little study.

The door was closed, and her valet Anne stood guard outside, with Susie, the big golden retriever, lying at her feet.

in the room.

On the desk was a small notebook of notes, and on the unfolded page, in addition to the square "Russel Letter", there was also an honorific name written in the Rune language:

"The Mysterious Lord of the Grey Mist;"

"Lord of Miracles in Charge of Wishes;"

"A fool out of his time." Diaphragm

In addition to this notebook, there were other books stacked high on the desk.

Audrey had a book in her hand and was flipping through it quickly.

She was looking for the name of the "Fool" in her occult collection.

In recent days, Audrey has spent an hour or two a day doing this, but the "fool" is as if it doesn't exist at all, without the slightest trace.

Is it really as written in that note, that the honorific name of "Fool" is invalid? But if so, what about the dream that night?

Audrey rubbed her forehead, intending to rest for a while.

She didn't plan to tell her father and mom about it until she was hurt, because it would not only worry them in vain, but also implicate Valeera, who might be innocent. Diaphragm

On the desk, the hands of the delicate and small eight-tone bell's table clock rotated, and soon pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, a cloud of crimson light suddenly emerged out of thin air from all around, and it exploded to drown Audrey, who was resting with her eyes closed.

Above the gray fog.

Audrey opened her eyes in confusion, and saw a completely different scene from her own private study-

Below her was an endless gray mist, in front of her was a long ancient mottled bronze table, opposite which sat a man with dark blue hair, surrounded by a majestic palace supported by towering stone pillars.

Immediately afterward, she 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 was exactly the same thing she dreamed about that night! Diaphragm

"Who are you? Where is this?! Audrey asked, a little alarmed.

She is an underage girl in the end, and she is well protected by her parents, even if she has become an "audience", but her first reaction is panic.

"You can call me Mr. Fool."

Crane smiled, raised his right hand to point at Alger, and said in a relaxed and gentle tone:

"This is Mr. Hanged Man, and we're having a party."

As he spoke, Crane noticed that on the back of the blonde girl's chair, the bright stars were moving rapidly, forming an illusory constellation that did not belong to reality.

It is a symbol of the "dragon". Diaphragm

The regular gathering, which had become a regular practice, suddenly changed unexpectedly, and Alger, the "hanging man", did not dare to squeak for a while, but just looked back and forth with a suspicious gaze.

Miss "Temperance" and Mr. "Tower" are not there!

What about this blonde girl who sits in the first position opposite Miss "Temperance"?

Mr. "Fool", what does he want to do?!

A party...... A party? Audrey looked at the mysterious man shrouded in gray mist, and felt that things were absurd, funny, terrifying, and strange.

I was just in the small study, in front of the desk, and I turned my head and "came" to this place full of gray fog!

How unbelievable this is! Diaphragm

She took a deep breath, barely regained her "audience" status, showed an impeccable courtesy smile, and asked rather apprehensively:

"Mr. Fool, I don't want to join your party, can you let me go back?"

"You recited my name without permission," Crane said in a serious, condescending tone, "and a name that has long since been abandoned and never recited!" ”

"Where did you see that?"

In order to reduce Valeera's suspicion, and to elevate his own personality, Crane's words were both majestic.

He wasn't a lie, for the name had only been called by Valeera, and it was written in the way it was written;

And after he came up with a new honorific name, he did abandon this Russell's version of the "Fool" honorific name, compared to the time he traveled through to the present, it is not a big problem to say that it has been abandoned long ago. Diaphragm

"Yes, from a notebook, written in Old Hermes." Audrey was a little frightened.

"Is it Russell's diary?" Crane reverted to his relaxed tone, "That makes sense. ”

In the diary of Russell the Great, the honorific name of Mr. "Fool" is recorded? Mr. "Fool" is indeed a revived ancient being! Alger struggled to make sense of the accident in front of him, and had a lot of speculation in his mind.

That's right, he must have pulled me and Mr. "Tower" here at random in the first place; Soon after, he resumed his response to the honorific name; Now, he can even respond to the discarded honorific name.

The state of Mr. "Fool" is gradually recovering!

Alger's eyes wandered from side to side, observing the reactions of Mr. Fool and the blonde girl, not daring to speak.

"Yes......"

Audrey wanted to explain, but suddenly reacted, and the page that recorded the honorific name of the "Fool" was indeed written in the boxy "Russell Script", saying that it was Russell's diary...... Doesn't seem like a problem?

"Yes, I saw it from a page of Rossel's ciphertext notes."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fool," Audrey apologized with some trepidation, "I was careless, please forgive me for my offense." ”

Hearing this expected reply, Crane's heart blossomed.

This means that he has wool to gather again.

Of course, on the surface, he still has to make a difference.

Crane tapped the bronze table unhappily and thoughtfully. Diaphragm

The sound of "tuk tuk" echoed in Audrey's ears, disturbing the rhythm of her heartbeat.

"A page of Russell's diary," Crane said slowly, "help me find a page of Russell's diary, and this incident can be treated as if it never happened." ”

"I'm a person who likes to exchange for equal value, and if you find more, I'll give you an extra reward."

Audrey, who couldn't hear the malice, breathed a sigh of relief, believing that since the gentleman who could do such a miraculous thing had made a promise, he would definitely strictly abide by it.

At this time, she also found the state of "audience" again, her blue eyes began to flash with a strange brilliance, and with apprehension and expectation, she asked:

"Mr. Fool, how am I going to submit the Russell ciphertext notes, well, I mean the Russell Diary to you?"

Audrey didn't even need to look for it, the notebook Valeera gave her contained several pages of Russell's diary. Diaphragm

"It's easy, you can give it a try."

Crane tapped on the bronze table, and the parchment and pen appeared in front of Audrey, "You pick up the pen, you imagine a text, and give it the emotion of urgency to write." ”

Confused and curious, Audrey picked up the pen and, as instructed, imagined in her mind a poem that Russell the Great had "written":

"If winter comes, will spring be far away?"

……

After some trial and explanation, Crane finally helped the blonde girl complete the "beginner's tutorial" to join the party.

"Okay, before this party really begins, you'll need to pick a code name that's convenient for you, and choose from the main cards of the tarot cards." Crane tapped on the table and said as a party convener. Diaphragm

Audrey thought about it and quickly made a decision:

"Think about it, my title is, 'Justice'!"