"Mr. 'World', the 'Queen' you are looking for has appeared, and she has also killed Lanerus with her own hands in Beckland, the fraudster who killed you and your captain in Tingen, and avenged you."

"Really? She has already died in the city of Tingen, why is she in Beckland again? ”

"Maybe she's just like you, coming back from the dead for revenge, and maybe there's something wonderful about her potion sequence, and it's up to you to find out."

"I tried divination, but it didn't work, and it showed no signs of anti-divination, as in the city of Tingen, where it was arranged at 0-08, and given this situation, even if I found her, I wouldn't be able to recognize her for the time being, lest I alarm Ince Zangwill."

"The obstruction of the gray fog space works against 0-08, maybe you can take advantage of that."

"Yes, that's what I thought too."

After talking to the "world", "Fool" Klein sent an invitation to the "sun" with a smile on his face, preparing for a new week of tarot meetings.

For some reason, the crimson star that belonged to Angel was still in pitch black, and Klein thought it was due to her death, but for now, it was clear that there was another reason.

But there is hope for everything, and everything will be fine.

As 3 o'clock came, a crimson glow rose one after another, and a member of the Tarot Society came to the palace and sat down at the bronze table.

"Justice" Audrey greeted everyone cheerfully, and then turned to the fool.

"Mr. Fool, the task you gave me has been accomplished."

She didn't know if the fool was willing to make it public, so she didn't mention the other party.

"I already know."

Klein replied casually, then sighed, as if talking to himself:

"In this era of rapid industrial development, in Beckland, in the East End and in the factory area, human lives are filled into huge machines, lubricating its gears, and wailing before death, which is really a breeding ground for evil gods."

His tone sounded like that of an ancient god lamenting the fast-moving world.

Sure enough, the members of the Tarot Society looked at each other, and the upside-down hanged man looked puzzled, as if he didn't understand why a simple commission would involve such a thing as the arrival of an evil god, although the sun didn't know where Beckland was, and he didn't know how many innocent people died every day in this city of millions of people, but he still knew the horror of the "evil god".

Audrey also confirmed that her guess was correct, and the commission issued by Mr. Fool seemed simple, but in fact, it hid a game at the level of gods:

Mr. Fool used the connections of the Tarot Society to find the hiding place of Lanerus, and openly notified the Orthodox Church to pursue him, and in fact, he secretly arranged for Miss "Queen" to kill him, eliminating the conspiracy and saving the entire Beckland.

And I, who also used Hugh and Firth, discovered the whereabouts of Lanrius and reported it to Mr. Fool, which played a key role!

Just as she was wandering in her imagination, Mr. "World", who was directly opposite the fool, chuckled and said:

"Isn't it true that child laborers who died in their teens, workers who lived less than 30 years old in the harsh conditions of chemical plants, who lost their labor force due to heavy work, and who were laid off and lived on the streets, are these the best breeding grounds for evil gods?"

"In the Eastern End, there is a saying that the grandparents of the residents who live there must be outsiders, without exception. Because poverty and hunger have made their children very thin and difficult to adapt to the hard work, they will quickly wither in Beckland, and it is impossible to leave a third generation. ”

Audrey, who was delighted by her participation in the confrontation between the gods, was deeply shocked by Mr. World's words.

She had read about the hardships of the East Side residents in newspapers and magazines, read the "in-depth investigations" carefully, and generously donated to various labor associations and workers' housing improvement organizations at charity galas, but she had never known that the simple word "hardship" could be so heavy.

I have to do something!

She had a strong impulse to learn more about the real situation in the East End, the docklands, and the factories, to mobilize her father and brother to raise donations, and to use her "audience" ability to secretly influence the nobles and wealthy merchants she knew well, and to improve the situation of Beckland and even the whole country.

Otherwise, this time Mr. Fool saved Beckland, and what about next time?

Justice clenched her fists lightly and made up her mind, she bowed to Mr. Fool: "Thank you, Mr. Fool, for saving Beckland this time and making me understand the root of the problem. She turned to the other side of the world, "Thank you, Mr. World, for making me understand that this city, this kingdom, is not as glamorous as it seems. ”

Klein, the "Fool" at the head of the long table, smiled behind the gray mist of his face, and withdrew his gaze from Miss Justice in satisfaction.

He sings and harmonizes with the "world" he controls, telling the real situation in the East District that is ignorant of the world, but the righteous Miss "Justice" wants to use her influence to try to improve the current situation in those poor areas, and even promote the reform of the kingdom and promote the construction of relevant laws.

Looking at the thoughtful actions of justice, this goal should have been achieved.

He looked at the hanged man who still owed him a page of his diary, and rubbed his hands inwardly, ready to enjoy today's reading time.

The hanging man quickly revealed the page of his diary, and Klein took it in the air and looked down, and the rest of the Tarot members withdrew their gazes and waited with their heads bowed.

The first diary is that Russell the Great is lamenting that high-order items are easy to attract low-order extraordinaries from the same path to his side, which makes Klein think that he is in Tingen, in Beckland, he often encounters the esoteric order, or the extraordinary person of the soothsayer path, and Angel is the same, as a witch path, even most of the extraordinary people she meets and kills are from the witch sect.

"Is this the attraction between extraordinary features? But Russell was talking about high-order objects, not people," he said, his head and neck still, his eyes skimming to the gray mist beside him, thinking, "Could it be that it's not me who attracts them, but the gray mist space I have?" ”

Unfortunately, there were no more clues, so he could only keep this law of "extraordinary characteristics attracting each other" in his heart, and look forward to the next diary.

"On January 16th, the taste of the witch is really good."

Although the hanged man submitted only one page of his diary, the Fool today has been reading for an unusually long time.

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"The lady's lover betrayed her."

Angel silently recited the divination seven times, opened his eyes, and looked at the citrine pendant in his left hand.

The pendant is pulling the silver chain, turning very slowly counterclockwise.

Not cheating yet, but some possibilities?

Looking up at the young woman sitting across from her, looking expectant, Angel hesitated for a moment and shook her head.

"The swing of the spirit is not large, which means that your lover has not betrayed you, and if you deal with it positively, you should be able to save this love."

She originally wanted to play a witch and break up the pair of mandarin ducks, but in the end she couldn't be ruthless.

In this case, once it is said that the other party is cheating, the angry woman goes back to confront her, no matter whether the other party really betrays her lover or not, I am afraid that the ending of this love will not be too good.

Sending off the women who were in a better mood, Angel reluctantly took out yesterday's newspaper and began to read.

She didn't expect that the guests she met in Beckland's divination club would come to tell love nine times out of ten, so couldn't there be anything else to do in the city?

Maybe if you open a detective agency here, you will often receive commissions to catch cheating.

This is Beckland!

Spreading out the Tassok newspaper, Angel found that there was a new development in the bombing of Dalawi Street in the East Side a few days ago.

In the gas explosion, which killed four people and injured more than 20 people, witnesses saw a fight between a woman and a tall man, and both jumped into the sewer to escape. Many survivors have said that they heard the sound of a gas leak before the explosion, and it is likely that it was arson, and the suspect is the woman who escaped!

Well, that's me......

Angel closed the newspaper and felt the potion further digested in her body.

This allowed her to reaffirm the "play-witness-feedback" method of potion digestion, and the final "feedback" phase facilitated even more digestion than the other stages combined.

I'm afraid that if there is another chance or two like this, she will be able to fully digest the "witch" potion.

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to digest the 'witch' potion in a few years."

Ms. Lola, who pushed the door in, said with a smile.

She was still dressed in the same black gauze wide-brimmed hat and rune-style dress, but the "bodyguard" who stayed outside the door seemed to be a different person.

"You don't even want to trick a few ladies who fall in love, I really don't know how your 'assassin' and 'instigator' potions are digested."

Sitting across from Angel's divination table and taking off her hat, Lola blinked her lake-blue eyes and smiled.

Actually, I don't know how to play the assassin and instigator either, after all, I only do a small job......

Angel sneered, squeezed out a smile and asked:

"Why are you here today? Changed bodyguards again, want me to do a divination? ”

"I'm just passing by here to see the juniors."

Lola covered her mouth and chuckled, consciously or unconsciously exuding feminine charm that made Angel look away uncomfortably.

She didn't believe that the other party was just passing by, maybe he was testing herself, or maybe he was a watcher arranged by the Witch Sect.

That's right......

"I've joined the Witch Sect, didn't you say last time that you escaped from the Witch Sect? Aren't you afraid that I will betray you? ”

She said in a pretended viciousness.

But Lola seemed to know this for a long time, and still smiled, without the slightest hint of surprise.

This is the last ripple of the 3K beast......

(End of chapter)