Chapter: 1381
Klein tapped the index finger of his left hand to make the remaining Tarot cards appear on the long bronze table: "They use the Tarot cards as their code name, here are the rest.
"You pick one."
Cattleya glanced at it, and said bluntly: "The hermit."
? In the captain's room, Cattleya slowly got up from the floor and silently walked to the full-length mirror next to the bookcase.
The skin on her face in the mirror was fair and smooth, with no crack visible, her ears were normally small and showed no signs of spreading, and her dark purple eyes were calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
However, Cattleya's mysterious eyes can see more:
The eyeball-like flesh and blood hidden under the skin; the pain and madness are disappearing quickly; the countless illusory things that are indescribable in shape cruising around; separated by many rooms, cleaning the deck Sailors...
Everything within a range of tens of meters is unobstructed but extremely chaotic in her field of vision.
From the day she became a Sequence 5 "Astrologer", her "Peeper" ability has been greatly improved, and she can vaguely see thick curtains like shadows around her. Behind the curtains, there seems to be something watching her. Watching all living beings.
There is no trace of being influenced by Mister Fool, which reversely explains a lot of problems... He, no, His ability to directly pull my mental body into that mysterious space is weird, tyrannical, and secretive, not the demigod-level one. The scepter can be compared... Although he is wearing the current fashion clothes, it does not explain anything. For an existence of this level, it is very simple to present different images in the eyes of different people, but his real appearance I am afraid that everyone who looks directly will die out of control... Cattleya stared at herself in the mirror, silently recalling everything that happened just now.
Regarding the identity of Mister Fool, she inevitably has some guesses, but this can only be guesses, guesses without evidence.
"He wearing a tuxedo suit does not mean that he is very young. He was born not long ago. Maybe his essence is ancient, older than the seven gods. The knowledge I chased told me that before the catastrophe, there were indeed older gods. He may be one of them." Cattleya murmured silently, turned away from the full-length mirror, walked back to the place where she was struggling, and picked up the glasses that had fallen aside.
She put the thick glasses on her nose, covering her dark purple eyes, and all the things that did not belong to her normal vision quickly disappeared from "in front of her".
Cattleya stood there, pondering once again what influence Mister Fool and the so-called Tarot Society would have on her.
Before she knew it, a tall figure appeared in her mind, and the words that she could never forget echoed in her ears again: "Leave, your fate is not with me."
Is this my fate, Her Majesty? Cattleya closed her eyes.
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Above the gray mist, inside the ancient and majestic palace.
Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his finger, making all the tarot cards on it disappear.
He is thinking about the follow-up of the "Admiral of the Stars" joining the Tarot Club: "If there is no other way, I may really want to leave the safe channel and enter the ocean where the ruins of the god war evolved to find the singing of the mermaid. Fearing the 'Fool', the 'Hermit' who can be controlled by me to a certain extent is obviously more reliable than Lieutenant Admiral Iceberg Admiral Edwina and their collaborators, and it is safer to borrow her ship... Well, Mister 'The Hanged Man' is Options.
"'Admiral of the Stars' is a member of the Moss Ascetic Order, and he has a lot of knowledge, which is very helpful to the Tarot Club, but for me, there are certain hidden dangers. The image of Mr. Fool is based on profound knowledge. On the basis of unpredictability... In the future, we must be more cautious, and resolutely do not give answers that pretend to understand. Improve yourself as soon as possible, become a high-sequence powerhouse as soon as possible, the strength must be worthy of the level, and the level must be worthy of the personality.
"With such a Sequence 5-level person and many strong men joining him, the overall strength of the Tarot Club is no longer low.
"After getting the 'Scepter of the Sea God', I don't have to worry about such a member of the Tarot Society being too strong and prone to problems.
"I hope that one day in the future, 'Admiral of the Stars', a member of the Moses Ascetic Order, can become an important helper for me to take revenge on the 'Hidden Sage'."
Klein exhaled, and his figure disappeared above the gray mist.
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Backlund, at the bottom of Saint Samuel Church.
A Nighthawk wearing red gloves entered the temporary office assigned to them with a telegram.
"Captain, something happened in Enmat Port." He said to "Requiem Master" Soest slightly excitedly.
Soest stroked the hair on his right temple and said, "What's going on?" JrNovels.com
"You pick one."
Cattleya glanced at it, and said bluntly: "The hermit."
? In the captain's room, Cattleya slowly got up from the floor and silently walked to the full-length mirror next to the bookcase.
The skin on her face in the mirror was fair and smooth, with no crack visible, her ears were normally small and showed no signs of spreading, and her dark purple eyes were calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
However, Cattleya's mysterious eyes can see more:
The eyeball-like flesh and blood hidden under the skin; the pain and madness are disappearing quickly; the countless illusory things that are indescribable in shape cruising around; separated by many rooms, cleaning the deck Sailors...
Everything within a range of tens of meters is unobstructed but extremely chaotic in her field of vision.
From the day she became a Sequence 5 "Astrologer", her "Peeper" ability has been greatly improved, and she can vaguely see thick curtains like shadows around her. Behind the curtains, there seems to be something watching her. Watching all living beings.
There is no trace of being influenced by Mister Fool, which reversely explains a lot of problems... He, no, His ability to directly pull my mental body into that mysterious space is weird, tyrannical, and secretive, not the demigod-level one. The scepter can be compared... Although he is wearing the current fashion clothes, it does not explain anything. For an existence of this level, it is very simple to present different images in the eyes of different people, but his real appearance I am afraid that everyone who looks directly will die out of control... Cattleya stared at herself in the mirror, silently recalling everything that happened just now.
Regarding the identity of Mister Fool, she inevitably has some guesses, but this can only be guesses, guesses without evidence.
"He wearing a tuxedo suit does not mean that he is very young. He was born not long ago. Maybe his essence is ancient, older than the seven gods. The knowledge I chased told me that before the catastrophe, there were indeed older gods. He may be one of them." Cattleya murmured silently, turned away from the full-length mirror, walked back to the place where she was struggling, and picked up the glasses that had fallen aside.
She put the thick glasses on her nose, covering her dark purple eyes, and all the things that did not belong to her normal vision quickly disappeared from "in front of her".
Cattleya stood there, pondering once again what influence Mister Fool and the so-called Tarot Society would have on her.
Before she knew it, a tall figure appeared in her mind, and the words that she could never forget echoed in her ears again: "Leave, your fate is not with me."
Is this my fate, Her Majesty? Cattleya closed her eyes.
����
Above the gray mist, inside the ancient and majestic palace.
Klein tapped the edge of the mottled long table with his finger, making all the tarot cards on it disappear.
He is thinking about the follow-up of the "Admiral of the Stars" joining the Tarot Club: "If there is no other way, I may really want to leave the safe channel and enter the ocean where the ruins of the god war evolved to find the singing of the mermaid. Fearing the 'Fool', the 'Hermit' who can be controlled by me to a certain extent is obviously more reliable than Lieutenant Admiral Iceberg Admiral Edwina and their collaborators, and it is safer to borrow her ship... Well, Mister 'The Hanged Man' is Options.
"'Admiral of the Stars' is a member of the Moss Ascetic Order, and he has a lot of knowledge, which is very helpful to the Tarot Club, but for me, there are certain hidden dangers. The image of Mr. Fool is based on profound knowledge. On the basis of unpredictability... In the future, we must be more cautious, and resolutely do not give answers that pretend to understand. Improve yourself as soon as possible, become a high-sequence powerhouse as soon as possible, the strength must be worthy of the level, and the level must be worthy of the personality.
"With such a Sequence 5-level person and many strong men joining him, the overall strength of the Tarot Club is no longer low.
"After getting the 'Scepter of the Sea God', I don't have to worry about such a member of the Tarot Society being too strong and prone to problems.
"I hope that one day in the future, 'Admiral of the Stars', a member of the Moses Ascetic Order, can become an important helper for me to take revenge on the 'Hidden Sage'."
Klein exhaled, and his figure disappeared above the gray mist.
����
Backlund, at the bottom of Saint Samuel Church.
A Nighthawk wearing red gloves entered the temporary office assigned to them with a telegram.
"Captain, something happened in Enmat Port." He said to "Requiem Master" Soest slightly excitedly.
Soest stroked the hair on his right temple and said, "What's going on?" JrNovels.com
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