Chapter: 1382
"The new situation of the 'Fool', the 'Fool' that Aurora will be looking for." The team member holding the telegram handed over the paper in his hand.
His answer immediately attracted the attention of several red gloves present, including the black-haired green-eyed man in the corner who turned up his chair, put his feet on the table, and covered his face with a top hat.
Soest took the telegram, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Someone lied to be his favored person in an attempt to deceive, but after reciting his honorable name, he was struck dead by a bolt of lightning on the spot.
"There really is a hidden existence called 'The Fool'..."
The files related to the two Tarot ceremonies and "The Fool" have been handed over to Soest's Red Gloves Squad, who are responsible for the investigation, but there are no clues about this matter, and they don't pay attention to it, because they have other tasks on them.
"'The Fool' has the ability of the Lightning Domain?" Leonard Mitchell took off the black top hat covering his face and said.
"Who knows? If he is the incarnation of an old friend, he can do similar things by preparing corresponding magical items in advance. This is not without precedent in the past, especially those false gods on the southern continent and the colonial islands. Hehe, that liar lied that 'The Fool' was the incarnation of 'The Lord of Storms', and this may be the reason why he was struck to death by lightning instead of other methods of death." Soest leisurely threw the telegram aside.
Leonard glanced at it, put his feet away, turned his body halfway, and said with a soft smile, "Aren't you going to check?"
"How do you find it? You pretend to be an ignorant person and chant his honorable name?" Soest sneered.
This is very likely to catch the tail of that "fool", but I basically bid farewell to this world. My "nightmare" digestion is progressing well, and I just got another good thing. There are still many sequences waiting for me. Where can I sleep peacefully? Leonard stroked his drooping hair and said, "Can you find a few condemned prisoners to try?"
"But he doesn't have to respond at all." Soest shook his head.
"We can start with the two cases involving Tarot rituals. I feel more and more that this has something to do with 'The Fool'. First, 'The Fool' itself is the main card of the Tarot. The organization is the Aurora Society, and the first case involving the Tarot ritual was the Lanerus case, which destroyed Aurora's attempt to make the 'True Creator' descend." Leonard pulled his black vest, got up and said.
Soest thought for a while and said, "The clues to other cases just happened to be cut off, and we have nothing to do for the time being. You can try to re-investigate the two Tarot ritual cases."
"Okay." Leonard responded with a smile.
This is exactly the effect he wanted to achieve, to gain freedom of action for a certain period of time with the help of a case that no one cares if the result is not found out.
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At 2:50 in the afternoon, Fors shivered and returned to her residence from the cold street.
It's not that she wants to go out in this wet and cold weather, but that the food reserves at home have been exhausted, and Xio chased Pritz Harbor in order to catch a fugitive and collect a bounty, and she didn't know when she would be able to return. Home.
"She always instinctively pursues and captures fugitives, which can be regarded as a kind of impersonation..." Fors held the big kraft paper bag, habitually took out the key to open the mailbox, and grabbed out the letters and bills inside.
After entering the room, putting away the food, and taking off the tightly wrapped thick coat, Fors flipped through the letters.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, because there was a letter from her teacher Dorian Gray.
After she was promoted to "Master of Magic", she immediately wrote this matter into a letter and mailed it to Dorian Gray, hoping to get the teacher's congratulations and follow-up guidance, but after several days passed, she still couldn't wait for a reply. I was a little worried, thinking about whether to go to Pritz Harbor to take a look.
Forsi quickly opened the envelope and browsed it: "...I'm sorry, I only wrote back now, I left Pritz Harbor for a while, for the funeral of a relative.
"...I am gratified by your talent. Perhaps the stories hidden in your heart have helped you perform better. After you have digested the 'Master of Magic' potion, I am providing the Sequence 7 'Astrologer' formula and In addition to certain materials, I will also send you a gift...
"...'Master of Conjuring' focuses on the two words 'performance' and 'fool', and 'fool' can also be replaced by 'deception', this is something that has been verified by generations of Extraordinary...you can Refer to the 'trickster' and 'magician' in other ways, the meanings of their names are similar in some respects..."
Forsi breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the wall clock, walked quickly back to the bedroom, and locked the door behind her.
The weekly tarot meeting is coming soon.
Not long after, a crimson light gushed out of her eyes like water, drowning everything.
In the ancient and mysterious palace, Forsi was about to look at Mister Fool when she suddenly saw a figure beside her.
That spot was always vacant! JrNovels.com
His answer immediately attracted the attention of several red gloves present, including the black-haired green-eyed man in the corner who turned up his chair, put his feet on the table, and covered his face with a top hat.
Soest took the telegram, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Someone lied to be his favored person in an attempt to deceive, but after reciting his honorable name, he was struck dead by a bolt of lightning on the spot.
"There really is a hidden existence called 'The Fool'..."
The files related to the two Tarot ceremonies and "The Fool" have been handed over to Soest's Red Gloves Squad, who are responsible for the investigation, but there are no clues about this matter, and they don't pay attention to it, because they have other tasks on them.
"'The Fool' has the ability of the Lightning Domain?" Leonard Mitchell took off the black top hat covering his face and said.
"Who knows? If he is the incarnation of an old friend, he can do similar things by preparing corresponding magical items in advance. This is not without precedent in the past, especially those false gods on the southern continent and the colonial islands. Hehe, that liar lied that 'The Fool' was the incarnation of 'The Lord of Storms', and this may be the reason why he was struck to death by lightning instead of other methods of death." Soest leisurely threw the telegram aside.
Leonard glanced at it, put his feet away, turned his body halfway, and said with a soft smile, "Aren't you going to check?"
"How do you find it? You pretend to be an ignorant person and chant his honorable name?" Soest sneered.
This is very likely to catch the tail of that "fool", but I basically bid farewell to this world. My "nightmare" digestion is progressing well, and I just got another good thing. There are still many sequences waiting for me. Where can I sleep peacefully? Leonard stroked his drooping hair and said, "Can you find a few condemned prisoners to try?"
"But he doesn't have to respond at all." Soest shook his head.
"We can start with the two cases involving Tarot rituals. I feel more and more that this has something to do with 'The Fool'. First, 'The Fool' itself is the main card of the Tarot. The organization is the Aurora Society, and the first case involving the Tarot ritual was the Lanerus case, which destroyed Aurora's attempt to make the 'True Creator' descend." Leonard pulled his black vest, got up and said.
Soest thought for a while and said, "The clues to other cases just happened to be cut off, and we have nothing to do for the time being. You can try to re-investigate the two Tarot ritual cases."
"Okay." Leonard responded with a smile.
This is exactly the effect he wanted to achieve, to gain freedom of action for a certain period of time with the help of a case that no one cares if the result is not found out.
����
At 2:50 in the afternoon, Fors shivered and returned to her residence from the cold street.
It's not that she wants to go out in this wet and cold weather, but that the food reserves at home have been exhausted, and Xio chased Pritz Harbor in order to catch a fugitive and collect a bounty, and she didn't know when she would be able to return. Home.
"She always instinctively pursues and captures fugitives, which can be regarded as a kind of impersonation..." Fors held the big kraft paper bag, habitually took out the key to open the mailbox, and grabbed out the letters and bills inside.
After entering the room, putting away the food, and taking off the tightly wrapped thick coat, Fors flipped through the letters.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, because there was a letter from her teacher Dorian Gray.
After she was promoted to "Master of Magic", she immediately wrote this matter into a letter and mailed it to Dorian Gray, hoping to get the teacher's congratulations and follow-up guidance, but after several days passed, she still couldn't wait for a reply. I was a little worried, thinking about whether to go to Pritz Harbor to take a look.
Forsi quickly opened the envelope and browsed it: "...I'm sorry, I only wrote back now, I left Pritz Harbor for a while, for the funeral of a relative.
"...I am gratified by your talent. Perhaps the stories hidden in your heart have helped you perform better. After you have digested the 'Master of Magic' potion, I am providing the Sequence 7 'Astrologer' formula and In addition to certain materials, I will also send you a gift...
"...'Master of Conjuring' focuses on the two words 'performance' and 'fool', and 'fool' can also be replaced by 'deception', this is something that has been verified by generations of Extraordinary...you can Refer to the 'trickster' and 'magician' in other ways, the meanings of their names are similar in some respects..."
Forsi breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the wall clock, walked quickly back to the bedroom, and locked the door behind her.
The weekly tarot meeting is coming soon.
Not long after, a crimson light gushed out of her eyes like water, drowning everything.
In the ancient and mysterious palace, Forsi was about to look at Mister Fool when she suddenly saw a figure beside her.
That spot was always vacant! JrNovels.com
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