Above the gray fog, in a temple as magnificent as a giant king's residence.
Monday afternoon at 3 o'clock, Klein sat at the head position, having earned merit from the Secret Order through the Clown's actions and consumed the complete potion to become a Diviner. He watched the deep red light blooming on both sides of the bronze long table.
The deep red light surged up like fountains and scattered down, carving out two blurred figures. Their positions remained unchanged from the last time.
Golden-haired and graceful, the tall Audrey instinctively looked toward the head position, seeing only the figure shrouded in dense gray fog leaning back in his seat. One hand lay flat against the table's edge, while the other was raised, lightly pinching his chin.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!" Audrey's tone was light and cheerful as she politely greeted the mysterious figure wrapped in gray mist.
Then she turned her head to look across the table, using the same tone: "Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man!"
"Good afternoon, Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man. I am very honored that you could participate in the second Tarot gathering," Klein replied, smiling in response to the golden-haired girl. He lightly knocked his knuckles, activating his first important ability gained after becoming an Extraordinary—"Spirit Vision."
Where his sight reached, Klein could see the aura colors emanating from both "Justice" and "Hanged Man."
His gaze turned lightly, and Klein observed that "Justice's" aura color completely matched Old Neil's description.
Emotion colors show red and yellow—happy, passionate, excited... She really is a lively and cheerful girl, Klein thought, smiling as he directed his attention to "Hanged Man" on the other side.
Nothing particularly special. The aura is mainly composed of blue—calm, tense, cautious—plus a little bit of satisfaction.
After the basic etiquette ended, Audrey took a light breath and looked toward the figure across from her with hidden expectation. "Mr. Hanged Man, did you receive that box of ghost shark blood?"
"Beautiful and noble miss, your honest and trustworthy character fills me with admiration. To tell the truth, I didn't expect you could deliver the ghost shark blood to me in such a short time. This is not a very common extraordinary material..." Alger expressed his satisfaction upon hearing the noble miss's question.
"Thank you for your praise. Honesty and trustworthiness are beautiful virtues we should all possess. I hope Mr. Hanged Man won't disappoint me."
Looking at the Fool shrouded in gray mist, Alger smiled. "Of course. This is also a virtue I abide by. According to our agreement, I will tell you the formula for the 'Audience' potion."
"I'll prepare myself. Alright, let's begin." Audrey took a breath, concentrating all her attention.
While speaking, she glanced at "Mr. Fool," wanting to know if this mysterious strong person had any supplements to add. Unfortunately, within her line of sight, the "Fool" sat there quietly, just like a statue...
In the Southern Continent, at the Hagati Grassland headquarters of the Rose School of Thought, the divine spawn Suah looked at the dozen or so demigods gathered in the sacrifice hall, his face terrifyingly gloomy.
These were all the high-level members of the Rose School of Thought in the Southern Continent.
Not bothering with the demigods below who were either arguing or remaining silent, Suah looked toward the King of Curses Barranca beside him, asking in a sharp voice: "What exactly is the matter with those Rose School of Thought members who attacked the Intis and Ruen colonies? Who gave them these orders? And what exactly is the deal with that Eternal Blazing Sun Archbishop?"
Hearing Suah's inquiry, King of Curses Barranca 's bandage-wrapped hand paused. He responded hoarsely: "Not clear. Those attackers had their spirits completely annihilated directly after the attack—completely unable to commune with spirits. I also can't get useful information from the spirit world. Very strange. As for that Eternal Blazing Sun Archbishop matter, we simply don't know."
"Hmph! This is a conspiracy against us! Someone is stirring up conflict between both sides, wanting us to be enemies with these forces!" Suah's withered, wood-like face was terrifyingly gloomy. The events that had happened within this month could only be described as bizarre.
First, he had received intelligence that two demigods in the Intis colonies had disappeared. He had barely been happy for two days when he discovered that Intis had begun comprehensively purging Rose School of Thought-supported forces and members. Among them, the one contributing most was an Iron-blooded Knight from the Soren family.
Just as he prepared to pressure the Intis colonies and eliminate that Soren family demigod, he discovered the other side somehow had two angels...
One was a Sun pathway angel who greatly restrained him—one of his old acquaintances, the former Pope Ellex I of the Eternal Blazing Sun Church. The other was a withered old man with red hair wearing blood-colored armor. He didn't recognize this one, only knowing the other was very likely from the Soren family and was a Weather Warlock.
Seeing that the other side had two angels, the completely "not panicking" Suah immediately decided to restrain himself a bit, approaching with diplomacy before force.
After summoning King of Curses Barranca , he explained to the two Intis angels that this attack incident was not their doing—that someone was impersonating Rose School of Thought demigods. After that, he "strongly" demanded the other party leave, hoping to maintain the Southern Continent's original situation. Otherwise, he would let them know the Bound God and Mother Tree of Desire's fury.
But this only brought curses and mockery. After negotiation failed, the ever-victorious Suah immediately summoned the Bound God's projection, wanting to directly eliminate these two guys who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
The idea was beautiful; reality was cruel. He still remembered that great sun summoned by Ellex I and that illusory light person...
"Hmph! If not for this damned barrier blocking the power the Mother Tree projects, would we still fear these two? Kekeke... There are still over ten years until the apocalypse. When the barrier shatters and the Mother Tree descends, I want to sacrifice all living beings on this continent to Him."
"Don't brag... That day you ran faster than anyone..." Hearing Suah's sharp voice, King of Curses Barranca touched his arm that had been burned by that illusory sun because he had run too slowly, shaking his head.
Making the bandages on his arm wrap tighter, King of Curses Barranca looked at divine spawn Suah, his hoarse voice sounding: "According to that Soren family demigod's statement, those who attacked them were demigods of the aberrant pathway. Do you think it could be those Temperance faction people who did it?"
Hearing Palanca's speculation, Suah was silent for a while before his sharp voice sounded: "You mean the one who attacked those two Intis wastes was that Highland Puppet whom I severely wounded before he escaped? Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Currently, he doesn't have this kind of strength. Moreover, as long as he appears in the Southern Continent, I can sense him through his severed limbs."
After repeatedly pondering, King of Curses Barranca seemed to think of something, saying gravely: "Besides Reinette Tinekerr, aren't there still escaped Temperance faction members led by Sharron?"
"Sharron? Didn't the last intelligence from the Northern Continent say this little girl was only Sequence 5? Where would she get the ability to attack demigods? Moreover, even if she had this ability, her target of action would only be Zatwen—would only be our faction members..."