Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 253 Susie Turns the Tables and Sings

Just now, just now was really dangerous... Audrey raised her hand in fear, only to see that her skin was fair and delicate, and the previous abnormality was gone.

Although her gleaming, steel-like skin and the code flowing across her body were undeniably attractive, Audrey was more comfortable accepting of herself as she was now.

It was through this experience that she truly understood how terrifying the danger of losing control was, as Mr. Fool occasionally pointed out and Mr. Hanged Man always emphasized, and deeply realized the difficulty of the path to transcendence.

After absorbing the magic potion and suppressing her spirituality, Audrey gained a deeper understanding of the extraordinary abilities of the "Bricklayers" and how to use them.

Although she had heard about it at tarot reading sessions, it still didn't feel as natural and intuitive as it did now.

Audrey looked around, then picked up two glass tubes from the lab table and made a V-shape with them.

Then take off a rubber band from your head and wrap it twice around the front ends of the two glass tubes.

I think this is a slingshot...it can fire air bullets...

Open the window, pull back the "slingshot," and then release it.

An air blast was fired, hitting a tree nearby and leaving a shallow dent.

Susie propped her front legs on the windowsill, stood up, and watched this scene.

"Audrey, your power is so weak."

It could break a tree with a single swipe of its claw.

“Hmm…” Audrey looked down at the simple slingshot in her hand. “Perhaps it’s too unreasonable. It seems that the more reasonable something is, the better it works.”

"A slingshot can be made with just two glass tubes and a rubber band... Although it does look very similar, it's still too far-fetched."

"So... what you need now is a knowledge base?" Susie asked.

“Yes, I think so,” Audrey nodded.

The sound of the door opening suddenly rang out, and when Audrey looked in Susie's direction again, Susie was already gone.

"Susie? Where are you going?" Audrey called softly.

A few seconds later, Susie jogged in from outside the lab, dragging a large book along.

Approaching Audrey, it put down the book "Five Years as a Dog, Three Years as an Adult," and, in no way ladylike manners, stuck out its tongue and grinned, shaking the air.

"Audrey, it's your turn to study."

"I will keep an eye on you."

Beat the nobles, divide knowledge, and Susie sings her song of liberation.

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Meanwhile, Danitz, who had just been rescued, began to recount the story of Blood Admiral Senor and his underlings at Klein's request.

Danitz, who had just been nearly killed, was so angry he wanted to tell everyone what kind of underwear his opponent liked to wear.

But he didn't know that, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Admiral Señor, the Blood General, is suspected to be an evil spirit. Anyone who faces him will die mysteriously, either strangling themselves, shooting themselves, embracing bombs, or slaughtering their comrades. Our captain says it's because he's possessed by an evil spirit," Danitz recounted in detail.

Klein nodded.

Possession? That's perfectly fine.

His spirit was stuffed with a simulated universe by Serres.

If Señor dares to possess him, he dares to turn Señor into a Pokémon.

He came in voluntarily; I thought he had defected to the enemy.

"Didn't notice, blind spot." "You know, I died young."

We are all fighting pollution with all our might.

"Then go talk to Brother Sunday."

Danitz continued, “He can let out terrifying screams, knows a lot of necromancy, is cruel, bloodthirsty, and has a strong desire for sex. His targets are men, women, or even humanoid creatures.”

Padma whispered in Klein's ear, "Before Serris left, he slipped a small statue of Mr. Fool into your bag. We have to protect it and not let them ruin it."

Klein was slightly surprised, but didn't show it: "When did he put it there?"

“Just a few days ago,” Padmon replied.

Although neither of them seemed to be listening, Danitz didn't stop: "Our captain believes that Señor has a very powerful magical item that makes him quite lucky and always receives divine favor."

"For example, at a crucial moment, the opponent suddenly slips or loses their ability, or, for example, winning 21 consecutive bets."

"The captain speculated that this corresponds to the winner of Sequence Five."

Klein immediately perked up: "Pado, this is for you, it has an extraordinary ability."

This time, Padmon didn't deny it and nodded: "That's what I think too."

“Um…” Danitz hesitated, but couldn’t help reminding her, “That’s Sequence 5 of the Monster Path, two sequences higher than Miss Paddo. His luck might have allowed him to easily avoid you.”

Faced with a matter involving life and death, Danitz was not entirely convinced that the extraordinary object had not reacted.

Padma looked at Danitz, wagged her tail, and twitched her whiskers. Remembering Klein's pretentious behavior a few days ago, she couldn't help but feign profundity and say...

"Our luck isn't determined by fate."

Even if a saint walks the right path without bias, bad things will still happen occasionally, and cannot be avoided.

"Not to mention that it's just a Sequence 5 Extraordinary item."

Danitz was taken aback. Such a boastful tone?
But then he turned and glanced at Klein.

Yes, with Gehrman around, there's really nothing to worry about.

After a long while, Danitz finally finished speaking and concluded with great enthusiasm: "If I can kill Steel McVitie and leave my name, this matter will definitely be in the newspapers and spread, and I won't have to worry about how to inform the captain!"

"Then your head will be worth more?" Padmon asked out of the blue, startling Danitz so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"I...maybe..." he answered somewhat hesitantly.

“Don’t scare him.” Klein patted Padmon’s back and then said to Danitz, “You can leave your name later.”

Danitz breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "You're so generous."

But Klein merely glanced at him indifferently: "I don't like flattery."

He then began giving instructions to Danitz.

"You are in charge of gathering intelligence on all aspects of 'Steel'."

“Alright!” Danitz replied with a slightly sinister smile, recalling the punch that had nearly pierced his heart that evening.

He believed that his ability to survive in the piracy industry stemmed from his accurate grasp of the situation, knowing when to resist, when to fight desperately, when to pretend not to see his enemies, and when to settle old scores.

And now, the opportunity has arrived.

Klein slowly got up and walked to the window. He saw that the sky outside was dark, the wind was howling, and the rain was pouring down, as if the end of the world had come.

Thinking about what he was about to do, he couldn't help but feel a sense of role-playing in a different way, and he smiled and muttered to himself in a low voice:
"Tonight, Hermann joins the hunt."

(End of this chapter)