Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 263 A Glimpse into the Love Story Between a Person and a Trash Can

Backlund, Tavern at the End of the World.

Bartender Amon leaned casually against the bar counter.

This is just an avatar, a clone created by "Masked Amon". The original "Masked Amon" has long since transformed into a strange creature and is nowhere to be found, causing a ruckus.

His job was to spend his days greeting customers at the tavern and occasionally visit the Church of Mercy for some amusement. And...

Pray for Klein every thirty minutes.

This even forced Klein to fully unleash his potential, and in Sequence 6, he invented the operation of blocking someone's prayers on the gray fog.

Klein called it being blacklisted.

However, this method is not a panacea, because Amon has done excellent research on human psychology.

Every time Klein ascended the gray fog, he could see the crimson star representing Amon constantly twinkling, like a WeChat profile picture with a red dot.

Furthermore, the star representing Amon would occasionally shift its position, making it impossible for Klein to consciously ignore any particular star. Even when responding to Miss Justice and the others' prayers, Klein had to discern whether it was a member of the Tarot Club or Amon who had secretly moved there.

It was midday, and there were very few customers in the tavern.

Bored out of his mind, Amon spread his spirituality and connected with the Time Worm parasitizing a bird. While looking at the view of the entire city from above, he pondered how to get into Source Castle.

Just then, his gaze fell on a pink figure who had just walked out of an "Intis Style Clothing Store" carrying more than a dozen sets of custom-made children's clothes.

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The death of the sea god Kavathu caused a great upheaval in this underwater ruin.

The stone walls and columns shook violently, resulting in a significant collapse.

As one of the walls collapsed, another ruin that was connected to this one was revealed.

It was the ruins of an ancient elf.

Perhaps it was due to coincidence, perhaps due to convergence, or perhaps due to the influence of a higher position.

There happened to be a four-person adventure team in the neighboring elven ruins.

There was one woman and three men, with the woman in the lead.

This woman had simply tied-up black hair and a pair of very distinctive bluish-gray eyes. Her appearance wasn't stunning, but it was the kind that grew on you; the more you looked at her, the more attractive she became.

She was clearly not of local descent, yet she was wearing a men's shirt, a thick brown jacket, and a round-brimmed hat with a concave top.

Her name is Radithia Dorella, a wizard of the Sequence Seven of the Seeker Path.

The three men who were standing slightly behind also showed signs of being exposed to the sun and rain.

Their boots had relatively fresh mud spots, and their clothes were covered in seawater. After all, this was an underwater ruin. Even though the ruin itself isolated them from the seawater, the humid air still easily picked up mud and dirt from their clothes.

Upon seeing the clusters of trash cans with four limbs, the men standing at the back began exchanging glances.

But they did not act rashly; instead, they waited for their captain's instructions.

As a knowledgeable and experienced observer, her judgment was naturally better than that of these reckless men.

But just then, one of the handsome men seemed to have thought of something.

He was terrified and reached out to grab Lattisia, who was standing at the front.

But his attempt failed.

Latisia, whose prerequisite sequence was "Fighting Scholar," easily dodged the grab and rushed towards the trash cans at great speed, heading straight for a "nurse trash can" who was using a welding torch to bandage and stitch up the wounds of an injured person by the wall.

Laticia suddenly had a rose in her hand. She tossed her long hair, revealed a dashing smile, and handed the rose to the nurse's trash can with one hand on her chest.

"Oh, beautiful lady, you are truly stunning. May I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?" The nurse casually tossed the welding torch aside, kicked the injured person who was in the way, and covered what appeared to be her face with her hands, wriggling shyly and awkwardly. Her entire body turned a blushing pink.

“Oh, my dear, you’re so beautiful even when you’re shy.” Laticia went a step further and pulled the trash can into her arms.

The nurse's trash can also lay shyly in her arms, its body turning even redder.

The trash cans present offered sincere applause and blessings.

At the same time, the extraordinary properties of the sea god Kavituwa were released and fused with one of its teeth.

The snake fang that had absorbed a portion of the Sequence 3 Sea King's extraordinary characteristics transformed into a short staff, quietly embedded in the half-fallen pillar.

At the top of the white scepter were tiny blue-green "gems," some of which were tinged with dark black and shimmering with the light of dawn.

Unfortunately, no one cares about its existence.

Everyone present was clearly more interested in Laticia and the young nurse trash can.

Under the watchful eye of the sea god, a couple fell in love at first sight and quickly became a couple.

The entire ocean is blessing them.

It is embarrassing.

Only Xing was overjoyed and wept uncontrollably.

"Waaaaah, this is great! My pig has finally learned how to root up cabbages..."

“Speaking of which, we’re only a few months old, aren’t we?” said a trash can sailor, clapping his hands.

"So what?" Xing wiped away her tears. "I'm only two years old, and I've had more girlfriends than you've ever been with trash."

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In the bedroom, Klein, who was taking a nap, suddenly woke up and vaguely sensed something.

He got out of bed, listened carefully, and found that although Danitz in the living room was snoring, it was much calmer than before.

Both of them had a habit of taking afternoon naps, and there was no sound from the living room. Therefore, Klein was almost certain that Danitz was not awake.

The snoring suddenly becoming quieter is not a particularly strange occurrence, but for a seasoned occultist like Klein, who has experienced many things, it is quite unusual.

He tiptoed to the door separating the bedroom and living room, reached out and grasped the handle, and slowly turned it.

Without a sound, Klein walked out of the bedroom and saw Danitz lying in the armchair, fast asleep, with everything around him as normal as before.

Klein activated his spiritual vision to examine his spirit. However, he found nothing wrong; the spirit's aura color and emotional changes were completely normal and within reasonable limits.

After a few seconds of silence, Klein's body suddenly became ethereal and translucent, entering a state of "recollection".

The colors around him faded rapidly in Klein's vision as he used his "Recollection Walk" ability to enter Danitz's subconscious and his dream, centered on Danitz.

In his dream, Danitz, with a bitter expression, learned about "spirit possession rituals".

His captain, the Iceberg General, would appear in his dreams in the middle of the night to give him a lesson.

Even though he's on vacation right now, so what?
Anyone can accelerate on a straightaway. Holidays are for overtaking on curves.

Danitz had no doubt that the captain in front of him was someone else in disguise.

No one can fake this style, these hobbies, these specialties.

Just then, he heard the sound of the lock cylinder turning.

Subconsciously, Danitz turned to look at the bedroom, where the door was widening and a man named Gehrman Sparrow, wearing only a white shirt, walked out expressionlessly and caught Danitz in the middle of a struggle.

(End of this chapter)