It turns out that Kaspars was arrested because of his identity as a "Black Market rchant." In other words, the authorities don't suspect him that much. Miss "Judgent" also said that the source of the explosives hasn't been found.
Hmm, I'll confirm this after the Tarot Club eting ends.
At this thought, Klein let out a slight sigh of relief, controlling "The World" to lean back and end the conversation.
After "The Hanged Man" shared so observations about Bayam, this Tarot eting officially ca to an end.
Once everyone's figures had vanished into the crimson light, Klein had the "The World" marionette bow to him, then transford it into a "Pitch-Black Eye" and threw it into a pile of miscellaneous items.
He waited a while longer until "Mr. Tower" sacrificed 100 pounds for purchasing the steam engine. Only then did he "bestow" the money and the "Golden Wings of Gondola" to Miss "Judgent".
After handling these matters, Klein was about to divine whether Kaspars was currently safe and whether his affairs posed a threat to him... but at that mont, illusory, overlapping prayers suddenly echoed in his ears.
Klein glanced at it and confird that the prayer ca from Little Sun.
Did sothing happen? Is that forr exploration captain really Amon's avatar?
With a slight frown, Klein extended his right hand, spread his spirituality, and touched the corresponding crimson star.
...
In the prison at the bottom of the round tower in the City of Silver, where suspected out-of-control individuals were held—
After returning to reality from the Tarot eting, "Sun" Derrick cautiously sat for several seconds. Seeing no abnormal changes, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
Recalling "The Hanged Man"'s suggestion to get more information from the forr exploration team captain, Derrick walked up to the corresponding tal wall, curled his fingers, and knocked lightly.
Knock, knock.
He completed the signal, but the other side remained silent for a long ti.
Asleep? Or taken to the Six-Person Council? Derrick stared at the dull tal wall, puzzled.
At that mont, an ancient and ethereal voice suddenly ca from the bed behind him:
"Are you looking for ..."
...
In the ancient palace above the gray fog, Klein's gaze froze upon seeing the scene from "The Sun"'s prayer.
On the vague and hard-to-see body of "The Sun", a transparent and illusory figure was entwined!
It had arms and legs but was coiled like a python around "The Sun". Its head extended behind "The Sun"'s head!
In the hazy image, it wore a black classical robe, a matching pointed soft hat, and a crystal monocle on its face.
And "The Sun" was completely unaware!
A monocle? Is this the monocle that Mr. Door ntioned to Emperor Roselle? This really is Amon... Sequence 1, "The Worm of Ti"!
Hmm, it's unlikely this is his main body after forty-two years in the City of Silver's prison. It should just be an avatar...
Klein almost sucked in a cold breath like a supporting character in so novels.
At this mont, he vaguely guessed the other party's purpose:
As a Sequence 1 Beyonder of the "Thief" pathway, adjacent to the "Seer" pathway, Amon might indeed have so connection to this mysterious space above the gray fog... So, he plans to "inhabit" "The Sun"'s spirit body, sneak into the next Tarot eting undetected, and infiltrate the gray fog above—like a virus or a Trojan horse!
At that point, my control over this mysterious space might be taken away... No, Amon is a "Blaspher" who even dares to steal the authority of gods... Boldly speaking, he might even steal entirely, turning into his avatar... After all, Mr. Door ntioned "Jacob's Decay was related to Amon"... Maybe that entire family was stolen by him?
Fortunately, fortunately, Little Sun is simple and straightforward. He imdiately reported this to , and through the corresponding crimson star, with the power of the gray fog, I was able to discover him in advance...
Klein took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm, and began contemplating counterasures.
Combining his experience in purifying the black stains on "Judgent" Miss's body, he quickly devised a preliminary plan:
Using the high-level authority of the "Black Emperor" card, establish a secret contract with "The Sun" and leverage the power of the gray fog to purify Amon's avatar.
This will require "The Sun"'s cooperation... but since Amon wants to establish so connection with the gray fog above, he probably won't stop this ritual...
If this doesn't work, I'll have to temporarily 'block' "The Sun", and wait until a better thod is found...
At this thought, Klein took another deep breath, spread his spirituality, and spoke in a low voice to Little Sun:
"I understand."
"I have sothing for you to do."
"Attempt to hold the following ritual..."
...
In the master bedroom of the "Fragrant Manor" in Bayam.
After tidying up the altar and removing the spiritual blockade, Ebner glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window and muttered to himself:
"Mr. Fool should have had his first clash with Amon by now, right?"
"It's a pity I can't help... It's true, even though I might not lose to those famous pirate generals anymore, I'm still far from the true powerhouses of this world!"
With a sigh, Ebner once again felt the urgency to advance his Sequence.
After all, I was firmly tied to "The Fool's" faction, and "The Fool's" enemies were naturally my enemies.
"And Mr. Fool's enemies are nurous and powerful!"
Shaking his head, Ebner left the bedroom and summoned Helene, who was busy verifying accounts, and together they entered the underground workshop being renovated.
As the only "Beyonder" in the manor besides Ebner, Helene was naturally called to assist. After all, the "Mystical Domain" construction in the "Workshop" couldn't be entrusted to ordinary people, and progress was still lagging.
Of course, the "Teleportation Altar" in the hidden room on one side of the "Workshop" was shielded by a "Guardian Ritual" and kept secret from her.
After a while of busy work, the "Workshop" finally took shape after processing so customized containers through a mystical thod. It would function once the "power core" was installed.
At this mont, Helenecouldn't help but remark:
"I didn't expect you to be so bad at craftsmanship, yet so adept at building a workshop..."
Ebner smiled faintly:
"I've built many of these in the 'Dream Labyrinth' scenario. My skills have improved with dream practice. I'm no longer the rookie who failed to repair a hat."
...
Above the gray fog, the mysterious space returned to tranquility as if it had been silent for countless millennia.
Klein reexamined Little Sun through the crimson star and found that the twisted, eerie figure was no longer wrapped around him.
Whew! He let out a sigh of relief, then displayed the "before and after" comparison images to "Little Sun" via the crimson light, letting him comprehend it himself before Klein returned to reality and fell asleep until Miss Sharon's knocking woke him up.
...
anwhile, in an unknown deep darkness, a flash of lightning illuminated the surroundings.
A figure dressed in a black classical robe, wearing a matching pointed hat, with black curly hair, black eyes, a broad forehead, and a thin face, stood on the edge of an abyss.
He adjusted the crystal monocle with his hand, turned his head to the left, looked into the distance, and whispered:
"As expected..."
Pausing for a mont, he curled his lips into a smile and softly uttered an ancient Feysac word:
"The Fool!"
(End of Chapter)
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