And using this ingenious way to change the situation in the kingdom gave Audrey a strange sense of accomplishment, as if she had found a way for the "audience" to also affect the plot of the drama.

"I hope so." "The Hanged Man" Alger replied mockingly.

He paused for a few seconds, glanced at the Fool at the head of the long bronze table, and said carefully, "In recent decades, the number of activities of various secret organizations has shown an increasing trend, and there have even appeared several new, large-scale, and An organization of extraordinary power."

Are you trying to find out the reason from me? I haven't even started to touch the information of "illegal organization"... Klein just smiled, did not comment on the news of "The Hanged Man", and said ambiguously

"Some ancient power is awakening."

For example, the power represented by the notes of the Antigonus family...

"Really..." Alger whispered to himself, as if he had thought of something.

Klein glanced over "The Hanged Man" and "Justice", and said with a smile: "If there is nothing else to share, let's end today's gathering."

"Follow your will." Audrey and Alger stood up at the same time.

Klein slid his fingers, breaking the connection with the crimson stars, and watched the two figures disappear into the majestic hall.

He stood up, turned to his high-backed chair, which was the back of the top seat on the long bronze table, and looked at the constellation symbols there.

The bright stars hooked up a strange symbol, a symbol that was not within the scope of Klein's current knowledge of mysticism.

He carefully identified it for a while, and saw the "eye without pupils" that symbolized concealment, and the "twisted line" that symbolized change. Both of them were missing a part, and they overlapped each other to form a new symbol. .

"Incomplete secrets, incomplete changes... what does it mean to add up?" Klein frowned and whispered, temporarily unable to think of an answer.

He withdrew his gaze and walked around the magnificent and ancient temple without missing any corner.

"I just thought about it so casually at the beginning. I only gave a rough concept, and didn't describe the shapes of the palace, long tables and chairs in detail... Then what are their shapes based on? The optimal choice? The initial template? Or Reality mapping?" Klein looked at it, and suddenly thought of a problem that he had overlooked before.

Hey, I have to say that as a keyboard expert, I am really inexperienced and not sharp enough in many things, so that I realized it later... With this kind of self-examination, Klein was above the gray fog and around the temple. The area was carefully inspected, but no other creatures were found, nor was there any other strangeness.

As for the farther, seemingly boundless illusory place, he didn't dare to go deep into it for the time being, for fear of being completely lost there.

"Phew, this place is indeed full of mystery... When I become stronger, I wonder if there will be new changes..." Klein sighed, unfolded his spirituality, wrapped himself up, and simulated the feeling of falling rapidly.

Everything flew by quickly, and all kinds of phantoms were fragmented. He penetrated the gray and white mist, saw the real world, and saw the desk, curtains and coat rack in his bedroom.

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Backlund, Queens District.

Audrey saw the oil paintings hanging on the wall and felt the softness of the velvet pillow.

She didn't get up immediately, but seriously reminisced about today's party, like watching a reenacted drama.

"Mr. Fool said that when he tried that ritual, when he gave descriptive spells such as the Mysterious Master and the King of Yellow and Black, his tone was confident...confident..." Audrey, who was silently analyzing, took a deep breath , the body trembled faintly.

Forget it, since you can't resist, then don't think about it...Mr. Fool has always been very kind, and should be a lawful existence...Audrey's mood quickly improved, thinking of her role-playing, thinking of potions Backlash is weak.

She hummed a brisk melody, left the big bed, walked towards the door, and actively adjusted her state to become an "audience".

Opening the door, she saw the passing maid, the calluses on her hands, the sunburn on her face, and many similar details, which allowed her to deduce a lot of things.

At this moment, Audrey suddenly felt something, and hurriedly turned her head to look at the dark corner away from the balcony.

She saw Susie, the golden retriever, squatting there, quietly observing herself, just like she observed a maid. JrNovels.com