Chapter: 2230
Anthony didn't continue this topic, glanced at the door, and said seriously: "Your mission may require a lot of investigations, and there must be enough manpower. Well, the Soest team has completed the mission of the southern continent. I will let them hurry up." Come back and follow your arrangement."
"Okay." Cresta Sesima had no objection.
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"Take a rest for a day and then return to Backlund?" Leonard raised his head and looked at the team captain Soest.
Soest looked at him who had been silent for a long time with pity, nodded and said, "Yes."
After watching the "Spiritual Witch" leave his room, Leonard sighed silently and leaned back against the wall.
At this moment, a crimson light burst out in front of his eyes, completely engulfing him who was caught off guard.
When Leonard came to his senses, towering stone pillars appeared in front of him. They stood above the boundless gray-white mist, supporting a magnificent palace like a giant's residence.
His green eyes were dazed, and after a second of stupefaction, Leonard realized that he had sat on the side of a mottled ancient bronze long table at some point, with a pair of majestic high-backed chairs beside him and across from him.
And at the top of the mottled long table, a figure was shrouded in thick gray mist, leaning back leisurely on the back of the chair, as if looking down on everything in the world.
As soon as this figure came into Leonard's eyes, it was as if he had boarded a passenger ship, facing the abyss with no edge or bottom, or walked out of the city and came to the suburbs, looking up at the towering sky. mountain peak.
In an instant, one thought flashed through Leonard's mind, and he had a rough guess about his situation. As an Extraordinary of the church, a believer who believed in the real existence of gods, he couldn't resist his inner feelings, and subconsciously wanted to Get out of your seat and worship the presence in front of you.
The power of the gods is like mountains and seas!
Leonard just stood up, but was pushed back by an invisible force, and a low and flat voice echoed in his ears: "Don't be so troublesome.
"You can call me Mister Fool."
The Fool... Sure enough... Leonard's original fear of the unknown calmed down. Although he was still worried about what would happen next, he was no longer so anxious, restless, and dry-mouthed.
He half got up, put his hands on his chest, saluted and said: "Mr. Fool, why did you summon me?"
As a "Nighthawk" with many years of experience, as a "Red Glove" who has participated in many major cases, Leonard knows how dangerous it is to establish a connection with a hidden existence, and understands that he has stepped from the edge of the abyss Started to slide downwards, with no chance of being rescued.
The moment he decided to recite the name of "The Fool", he could foresee the tragic ending, but for revenge, he made a choice regardless.
However, people have the instinct to survive. Thinking that Klein Moretti, who believes in The Fool, is not only alive, but has even become a demigod, Leonard can't help but have a little bit of expectation and hope.
At this time, he heard the "fool" shrouded in gray mist chuckle: "Since you asked me for help, then according to the principle of exchange of equal value, you must pay something."
Leonard's body trembled, and his head was buried lower: "What do you want?"
After a short interval, the voice of "The Fool" sounded again: "Don't worry, maybe I will let you do something in the future to provide some help to some people.
"Sit down."
Leonard slowly breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, looked around and asked: "He, Klein Moretti, has he been here like me?"
The "Fool" in the gray fog said without too much ups and downs: "It's a different way."
A different way... Sure enough, Klein didn't enter here by reciting his honorable name. He became a follower of Mister Fool by accepting the guidance of Azik Eggers, the "Death Consul"... Renner De couldn't help but looked around again, and found that there were twenty-two high-backed chairs around the mottled long table.
Corresponding to the twenty-two extraordinary pathways, there are still twenty-two Tarot cards... "The Fool"... Leonard just had a guess in his mind, when he heard Mr. "The Fool" chuckle: "Besides you, there are other causes of life. Various reasons are pulled in here.
"They implored me to hold gatherings regularly to exchange news, buy and sell materials, trade formulas, and help each other. This will help them improve quickly and become high-sequencers."
This is a bit different from the hidden organization code-named by tarot cards I imagined, JrNovels.com
"Okay." Cresta Sesima had no objection.
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"Take a rest for a day and then return to Backlund?" Leonard raised his head and looked at the team captain Soest.
Soest looked at him who had been silent for a long time with pity, nodded and said, "Yes."
After watching the "Spiritual Witch" leave his room, Leonard sighed silently and leaned back against the wall.
At this moment, a crimson light burst out in front of his eyes, completely engulfing him who was caught off guard.
When Leonard came to his senses, towering stone pillars appeared in front of him. They stood above the boundless gray-white mist, supporting a magnificent palace like a giant's residence.
His green eyes were dazed, and after a second of stupefaction, Leonard realized that he had sat on the side of a mottled ancient bronze long table at some point, with a pair of majestic high-backed chairs beside him and across from him.
And at the top of the mottled long table, a figure was shrouded in thick gray mist, leaning back leisurely on the back of the chair, as if looking down on everything in the world.
As soon as this figure came into Leonard's eyes, it was as if he had boarded a passenger ship, facing the abyss with no edge or bottom, or walked out of the city and came to the suburbs, looking up at the towering sky. mountain peak.
In an instant, one thought flashed through Leonard's mind, and he had a rough guess about his situation. As an Extraordinary of the church, a believer who believed in the real existence of gods, he couldn't resist his inner feelings, and subconsciously wanted to Get out of your seat and worship the presence in front of you.
The power of the gods is like mountains and seas!
Leonard just stood up, but was pushed back by an invisible force, and a low and flat voice echoed in his ears: "Don't be so troublesome.
"You can call me Mister Fool."
The Fool... Sure enough... Leonard's original fear of the unknown calmed down. Although he was still worried about what would happen next, he was no longer so anxious, restless, and dry-mouthed.
He half got up, put his hands on his chest, saluted and said: "Mr. Fool, why did you summon me?"
As a "Nighthawk" with many years of experience, as a "Red Glove" who has participated in many major cases, Leonard knows how dangerous it is to establish a connection with a hidden existence, and understands that he has stepped from the edge of the abyss Started to slide downwards, with no chance of being rescued.
The moment he decided to recite the name of "The Fool", he could foresee the tragic ending, but for revenge, he made a choice regardless.
However, people have the instinct to survive. Thinking that Klein Moretti, who believes in The Fool, is not only alive, but has even become a demigod, Leonard can't help but have a little bit of expectation and hope.
At this time, he heard the "fool" shrouded in gray mist chuckle: "Since you asked me for help, then according to the principle of exchange of equal value, you must pay something."
Leonard's body trembled, and his head was buried lower: "What do you want?"
After a short interval, the voice of "The Fool" sounded again: "Don't worry, maybe I will let you do something in the future to provide some help to some people.
"Sit down."
Leonard slowly breathed a sigh of relief, sat down, looked around and asked: "He, Klein Moretti, has he been here like me?"
The "Fool" in the gray fog said without too much ups and downs: "It's a different way."
A different way... Sure enough, Klein didn't enter here by reciting his honorable name. He became a follower of Mister Fool by accepting the guidance of Azik Eggers, the "Death Consul"... Renner De couldn't help but looked around again, and found that there were twenty-two high-backed chairs around the mottled long table.
Corresponding to the twenty-two extraordinary pathways, there are still twenty-two Tarot cards... "The Fool"... Leonard just had a guess in his mind, when he heard Mr. "The Fool" chuckle: "Besides you, there are other causes of life. Various reasons are pulled in here.
"They implored me to hold gatherings regularly to exchange news, buy and sell materials, trade formulas, and help each other. This will help them improve quickly and become high-sequencers."
This is a bit different from the hidden organization code-named by tarot cards I imagined, JrNovels.com
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