Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 57 Doom
The party ended, and Klein cut off the three crimson stars, and then the figure of "Destiny" disappeared.

"Mr. Fate should have followers in Backlund. Even if he is not interested in the items that Qilingos wants, he should not watch Justice and The Hanged Man get into trouble. From the current situation, Mr. Fate is getting along well with us."

Klein shook his head. He really wanted to know more secrets above the gray fog, and he also wanted to know the connection between "fate" and the gray fog, but with his current knowledge, he couldn't find any more clues.

“Perhaps one day when I understand this space well enough, I’ll be able to learn more secrets.” Klein thought with hope and expectation. “There are two important events this week. One is to accept the inspection of the Holy Temple and be promoted to Sequence Eight. The other is to create the ‘Yangyan Talisman’. Its power will even exceed that of Sequence Seven and Sequence Six. I need Mr. Azik’s help…”

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Audrey opened her eyes again and found herself in a room with bright windows. In front of her was the dressing mirror she had been using.

“So Mr. Fool’s power has been reviving. How did Mr. Destiny know about this? Is He and Mr. Fool friends, or is Mr. Destiny able to spy on secrets, and even Mr. Fool cannot escape Mr. Destiny’s gaze?” Audrey recited the name of the Fool in a good mood, and then remembered the formula of the Mind Reader potion and the bank account number of the follower.

"I must transfer two thousand pounds to the account of the devotee as soon as possible. Honesty and trustworthiness are also compulsory courses for a lady." Audrey was very happy to see that Tarot Club was becoming stronger and stronger. She always had a protagonist sentiment.

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The deep blue waves were rolling under the strong wind, and Alger woke up in the dark basement.

"The power of the Fool is reviving, which is exactly what I guessed before. Now I can only hope that the Fool is not an evil god." Alger silently thought of Mr. Fate who silently mentioned that the Fool was reviving, and respect rose in his heart.

"Mr. Destiny is indeed a secretive being. He is knowledgeable and powerful enough. No! Mr. Destiny cannot be described as knowledgeable. Perhaps, the existence of Mr. Destiny itself is equivalent to a secret."

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The party was over, and Lewis's spirit fell rapidly. After passing through the gray fog and crazy whispers, he returned to the real world again.

The afternoon sun streamed in through the windows, revealing the dancing dust in the attic.

"It's time to go to Queens next. I hope I'm lucky enough to meet the strong man who holds the 'lucky man' formula."

Lewis glanced at the three silver rings on his left hand and felt a little more confident. He changed into a gray and blue work uniform and rushed to Queens.

Queens was exactly the wealthy area of ​​Backlund. In addition to the nobles, the people living here were also some wealthy people with huge assets.

Of course, because most of the people living here are of prominent status, the housing in Queens is also the best. Each building has a unique style, and together they constitute the landscape of Backlund.

Lewis found White Swan Street. He walked and stopped, occasionally smiling at passers-by, hoping to find the extraordinary person who held the formula for the "Lucky Man" potion in this way.

"That beautiful lady just now made me feel familiar. Hmm, could she be Miss Justice?" Lewis couldn't help but think about it. He vaguely remembered that Miss Audrey usually lived in Queens, but she often went to other places for vacation. There were many people walking on the street, and Lewis couldn't tell which one was a transcendent and which one was an ordinary person.

However, he did not dare to activate his spiritual vision at will. The Queens District was the residence of the prominent people in the Kingdom of Loen, so there was naturally no shortage of low- and middle-sequence transcendents. If he saw something he shouldn't have, he would regret it.

"When the 'pharmacist' told me the news, he repeatedly mentioned luck. Does that mean that I'm not the one looking for the other person, but the other person is trying to find someone who is lucky enough?"

Lewis stopped and thought his idea was reasonable. From the original words of the "pharmacist", it was not difficult to judge that the holder of the formula was a member of the School of Destiny, and this school seemed to have a strange obsession with destiny.

"Anyway, I should do some divination first." Lewis found an alley where no one passed by, then leaned against the wall, silently recited the divination sentence and closed his eyes.

Entering the dream, through the pure white in front of him, Lewis saw a casino with a golden roulette wheel, a dealer in a bunny girl costume was dealing cards, and a well-dressed gentleman was shouting wildly.

After the divination came out, Lewis hurriedly woke up from his dream. He looked for the casino according to the instructions of the divination.

Near the casino, Lewis silently recited the word "destiny" and walked in after using the lucky ring.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Lewis saw a well-dressed gentleman being thrown out by the casino security personnel. He was wearing a tight black suit and a single-frame glasses.

As the gentleman was thrown to the ground, a piece of bird droppings happened to fall from mid-air and landed on the gentleman's clothes.

This well-dressed gentleman didn't care about his clothes at all. He approached Lewis very familiarly and asked, "Do you want to make a small fortune here?"

Lewis looked at the other person in surprise. The other person's behavior reminded him of those gamblers who lost all their money and the shills hired by the casino.

Blinking his right eyelid three times in succession, Lewis looked at the gentleman with his psychic vision. The other party’s aura was very healthy, and he looked like an ordinary person.

"Splash..." Lewis took a half step back based on his premonition, and a basin of water was poured from above. The gentleman was instantly drenched like a drowned chicken, and he was also affected. Half of his arm was soaked by the water.

When I looked up, I saw the maid on the second floor with a stern face, whispering the word "sorry".

"I've been so unlucky lately, but believe me, I'm good at gambling and rarely lose." The gentleman took off his hat, poured out the water, and explained with a smile.

"I don't believe you!" Lewis twitched his lips. Being so unlucky must be considered an extraordinary ability. With this kind of luck, he still expects to win money in the casino?
"Wait, is Sequence Six of the Destiny Path related to bad luck?" Lewis suddenly thought.

(End of this chapter)