Ring of Fate

Chapter 1052 Patron Saint
After Franca was stunned, her first reaction was:
How did she know?
Although Franka had long guessed that the person in the "Star Dream Grocery Store" was the "Goddess of Night", and believed that Ms. "Hela" was highly valued by this deity, otherwise the ancient palace of the Kingdom of Night would not have been used as a gathering place for the "Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society", she had never imagined that the "Goddess of Night" would even tell "Hela" such a small thing as her and others entering Mr. "Fool's" dream.

Shouldn’t we just mention that Mr. Fool has initially woken up?

Hela further said:
"In fact, I already knew the truth about time travel."

I carefully prepared a set of words, intending to tell Ms. Hela about the time travel step by step, so that she wouldn't be completely stunned after being shocked:

When did this happen?

Before we know it?
How do you know?
At this time, the waiter brought a glass of absinthe that was swirling with a dreamy green color and triple espresso.

After Hela drank the glass of absinthe in one gulp, a few more expressions appeared on her pale and cold face:

“After the sea prayer ceremony in Santa Port.

"After seeing the helpers you invited perform magic that seemed to come from a fairy tale."

"Cinderella, Jack and the Beanstalk, Sleeping Beauty, etc." Franca recalled the performance of the Hermit at that time and murmured to herself, "I thought they came from the fairy tales told by Emperor Roselle..."

"Hela" looked at Franka with her dark eyes and said:

"I applied for information on this subject and found out what the core ability of the Path Sequence 4 'Mystic' of the 'Mystic Voyeur' is.

"It's called 'Mysterious Reappearance'. It can draw strength from the mystical knowledge you have mastered to create magic or witchcraft. The fewer people who know the corresponding mystical knowledge and the less it is spread, the stronger the spell created will be."

Franka vaguely understood:

"Those fairy tales are not only stories, but also mystical knowledge?"

“This shows that they really happened in this world.” Hela said her conclusion, “From that day on, I knew that we have always been in the original world. Only time has passed.”

Franca suddenly recalled the look and attitude of Ms. Hela when she mentioned Harrison and her hope of returning home at the Curly-Haired Baboon Research Society.

At that time, she had already guessed the truth...

At that time, she was looking at us with sadness and pity...

Hela drank the triple concentrated Lime coffee and continued:
"I was going to give you a little sneak peek, but then this Harrison thing happened and a lot of you are very excited and looking forward to it."

"Take me for example." Franca laughed at herself.

She took a sip of her coffee and asked hesitantly:

"Ms. Hela, should we tell the other members the truth about the time travel?"

Hella has already had an idea:
“Not yet, let those who haven’t accepted reality live with hope.

"After the apocalypse, if everyone is still here, I will slowly tell them the truth."

"Yeah, it's a good thing to have some thoughts." Franca agreed with emotion.

She then added:

"But we can't let these thoughts become too strong, too intense, or too urgent, otherwise, I'm worried that some of them will make more extreme choices and do more extreme things."

After saying this, Franka saw a slightly relieved expression on Ms. Hela's face.

Hela nodded and said:

"That'll do for now, don't really catch Harrison."

"Even if we catch him, we can't tell them." Franca replied in tacit understanding.

She then asked:
"Do you want to talk about the end of the world?"

“You can talk a little bit, emphasizing hope,” Hela replied.

Same idea as mine...Franca asked:

"When is the next party?"

“Try to do it within this week.” Hela made the decision.

After discussing the business, Franka looked at Hela's dark eyes and pale face, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said:
"Just now we were talking about thoughts. Do you have anything else in mind?"

This was not a question, she did not expect an answer, she was just sighing.

What she didn't expect was that "Hela" actually answered.

The lady dressed as Black Widow said with a faint smile:
“My biggest wish now is to survive the end of the world.

"If the doomsday crisis is resolved and we are all still alive..."

As she spoke, she seemed to be lost in memories:
"The most impressive gift in my life is the astronomical telescope my parents gave me, because I have loved looking at the stars since I was a child, and I like to imagine what is in the vast starry sky...

“If I really survive the doomsday, I have two dreams:
“First, the world has developed to the way we are. It doesn’t have to be exactly the same as it is, just close enough.

"Second, under the premise that those evil gods are far away and I can protect myself, I want to use my own abilities or the help of some sealed objects to take a look at the starry sky, visit different galaxies, and see different civilizations..."

Franka gradually became fascinated by what she heard:

This kind of life seems pretty good...

Usually he stayed in Trier, enjoying modern life. When he got bored, he would invite Janna, Lumian, Aurore, Anthony, Ludwig, Ms. Judgment, 007 and the others to form a tour group and travel to other countries, other continents, other planets, other civilizations...

The starry sky is indeed very dangerous, and we may not be able to survive the end of the world, but we must always have some thoughts...

Looking at the softly speaking "Hela", Franka suddenly felt that the image of this lady in her mind became much more vivid.

She waved to the waiter who was peeking at her from a distance and ordered two glasses of rum and two glasses of absinthe.

Picking up one of the glasses of liqueur, she made a gesture of clinking glasses. “Hela” didn’t quite understand, but still raised the absinthe in her hand.

"This is a toast to my hometown." Franca clinked glasses lightly and drank her own wine.

After Hela finished drinking the green liquid in the cup, she picked up another cup of sugar wine and said with a half smile and half emotion:
“This is a toast to the distant places.”

With a slight ding sound, the two different colored wines swayed gently, and the light contained in them spread around.

…………

After returning to the luxurious villa in the art district, Franca said to Lumian:

"Ms. Hela said she'll be calling a party this week, and she'll try to get it before Saturday."

Lumian nodded and said:

"Ms. Judgment has also replied to us. The Church of Knowledge has agreed to our request, but some preliminary processing and necessary preparations are required. We will be leaving for the City of Exile next Monday."

"Fortunately, Julian will not return to Trier until next Thursday." Franca looked at Janna next to her, "To be honest, we have to trick your brother out in the near future and don't let him return to Trier for two years. If the information revealed by '007' is correct, Trier will be a key node for the outbreak of the doomsday problem."

Jane nodded solemnly:

"I'm trying to figure it out."

"Suddenly nothing happened." Lumian suddenly smiled and picked up the wide-brimmed round hat with a veil beside him, "Let's go out for a walk."

"Your mentality has indeed improved. You must have been impatient before, and the waiting time was the most difficult." Franca sighed in a joking manner.

Jana asked:

"Where to go?"

Lumian smiled.

"Go to Lavigne Pier, to Mr. Fool's church, where the erection and preaching of the patron saint should have begun.

"I want to go and sit in on it."

"Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to listen to what others say about me?" Franca said with a look of resistance.

Neither she nor Lumian told Madam Magician which church they wanted to be assigned to, because they both wanted to be humble and felt that the other party would not agree, so they simply let the Church of Fool decide for themselves.

“I don’t care.” Lumian smiled. “Besides, we have to look around the area to see if there is any way to harvest the anchor.”

"Okay." Franka exhaled, "If it was in Dream City, I would debut as a star! Those fans are my anchors! But there is a problem with this. This kind of anchor has a shelf life and cannot be passed on. Moreover, fans with different attitudes and focuses will bring about contradictory perceptions, which may affect my state."

“That’s one way.” Lumian looked at Janna. “If you reach Sequence 3, you can consider becoming the most famous actor in the North and South Continents. Of course, the prerequisite is to obtain the blessing of Mr. Fool, or…”

Lumian didn't finish his words.

…………

In the square area, at Lavinia Pier, in the Church of the Fool with its large, clear windows.

Lumian, Franca, and Janna, wearing hats with veils hanging down, came to the corner of the rows of seats.

At this time, a half-giant bishop with golden hair, over two and a half meters tall, wearing a specially made windbreaker and a silk hat, was preaching.

In front of a wall on the side that was originally empty, a painter was creating a new mural with the help of scaffolding and various tools.

In this world where the church has a high status, creating religious murals for churches is the highest recognition and praise for a painter.

Lumian and the others sat down, took off their hats, and lowered their heads. Not long after that, the half-giant bishop spoke in a solemn and loud voice:
"Let us praise Mr. Fool."

"Praise the Fool!" All the believers, including the bishop, stood up and placed their hands on their chests.

The half-giant bishop said again:
“Let us also praise the patron saint of this church, the great Saint Franca.

“That’s how our church got its name!”

Franka's toes began to dig into her boots.

The half-giant bishop continued:
“Saint Franca is Mr. Fool’s Holy Grail. She carries people’s joy and pain, and keeps diseases and plagues. She is an immortal, a witch who spreads disputes and disasters to her enemies…

"She once walked in Mr. Fool's dream, running for the Lord's return. She broke the illusion and reality, allowing the Lord's grace to come to the earth..."

Fuck, you make me sound so cool... Franca felt embarrassed but also a little happy.

After telling the story of Saint Franca, the half-giant bishop said:

“Let us praise Saint Franca!

"Praise to the one who never ages, the custodian of disease and plague, the witch who brings strife and disaster, the holy grail that carries joy and pain, the great Franka Roland!"

The believers followed the bishop in praying.

Franca was suddenly stunned. She turned her head slightly to Lumian and Janna and said:

"I heard some unreal sounds and saw some spots of light..."

(End of this chapter)