Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 270: Tarot Club Opens Again

The trash can seemed excited, hovering above the woman as a deluge of knowledge, a mix of useful and useless information, flooded into Cattleya's mind.

Recently, He saw many trash cans and believers who worshipped trash cans at sea. Although the object of their faith was not Him, it still made Him very happy.

Tartarov, the king of trash, sounds pretty cool.

He couldn’t wait to share this good news with all those who sought the secret.

However, the black-haired woman's mutation did not continue to worsen. Her body was stubbornly repairing itself, causing the eyeball-like flesh to dissolve, the cracked muscles to heal, and the protruding ears to close inward... Every detail was in a state of repeated back-and-forth struggle.

Klein condensed the gray fog into an image and shared it with Padma.

He already had a solution for this situation: he only needed to extend his spiritual power and pull the woman into the gray fog to free her from the influence of the one-eyed trash can.

"Pado, what do you think we should do to save ourselves if we encounter this situation and there's no one in a higher position to help us?" Klein asked Pado casually while preparing to rescue her.

Padmaw rested its chin on one paw and replied, "Hmm... making a sound that's not presentable will attract the attention of the powerful monsters nearby to come to the rescue."

Klein's hand trembled, and his spiritual connection with the deep red star was almost lost.

Cattleya, who had been struggling, was momentarily dazed, and the knowledge she had been frantically pursuing suddenly vanished.

Instead, there was a figure shrouded in gray fog and a cat also shrouded in gray fog.

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A few minutes later, in the captain's cabin of the Future.

Cattleya slowly got up from the floor and silently walked to the full-length mirror next to the bookshelf.

A few minutes ago, she joined the organization called "Tarot Club" under the witness of Mr. Fool and was given the title of "Hermit".

Although she felt some resistance, she knew she had no right to resist.

In the mirror, her face was fair and smooth, without a single crack. Her ears were normal and small, without any signs of protrusion. Her slightly dark purple eyes were calm and still, as if nothing had happened.

The Hidden Sage had left sometime earlier, and her cabin had returned to calm.

However, Cattleya's somewhat mysterious eyes could see much more.

Everything within a range of several dozen meters was presented to her in an extremely chaotic and unobstructed manner.

But she immediately found her glasses and put them on, lest she see something she shouldn't, especially with a big shot on board.

No matter how amiable the pharmacist seemed, Cattleya would always subconsciously avoid him.

At that moment, she recalled what the "mysterious queen" Bernard had told her.

"Leave now, your fate is not in my hands."

Is this my destiny, Your Majesty? Cattleya closed her eyes.

Abraham in heaven is silent, while Cattleya on earth longs for her mother.

Just then, she suddenly heard a sound of "Mommy, Mommy".

She pushed open the door and saw a frog and a dog run past her door.

That was Frank's latest invention.

Frog junior and dog senior.

The two creatures look similar to a normal frog and a black dog.

Upon noticing Cattleya opening the door, Frog Junior immediately cried out, "Mommy, Mommy!"

The dog senior wasn't to be outdone, and followed suit with barks of "**Mom, **Mom".

These two animals are a magical combination. The frog junior goes around looking for mothers, and the dog senior then uses up all those "mothers."

Frank calls this "hitting frogs to earn money, beating dogs to make money".

Cattleya sighed helplessly.

Is this my destiny, Your Majesty?

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At 2:50 p.m., "Lazy Dog Wandering Backlund" returned to its lodgings shivering from the cold streets.

It wasn't that Fowles wanted to go out in this damp and cold weather, but rather that the family's stock of alcohol had run out. Meanwhile, Hugh, who was supposed to be in charge of purchasing supplies, was chasing after a fugitive to collect a bounty, heading towards Pulitzer Harbor, and had no idea when he would be able to return home.

Since her roommate hadn't brought her any food, she had to go out by herself and buy a few cans of beer and her dinner at a nearby pub. Normally, she might not have needed to drink; she could have just let it go.

But today is different. Today she is about to be executed and needs to drink some wine to bolster her courage.

After much deliberation, she finally decided to complete the system's task and present her book, "The Wild Roses of the Five Seas and the Untold Little Stories of Three Pirate Female Generals," to Mr. World at the Tarot meeting.

A life-saving item—that's incredibly important.

I just hope it won't be needed on the spot.

Back home, looking at his dilapidated little house, Fowles couldn't help but let his mind wander.

She heard that wealthy people seemed to have invented something called... cat-themed homestays.

Yes, that's the name.

It's like a hotel, but with some cute cats trained inside to keep guests company while they rest.

This allows middle-class families who love cats but can't afford to keep them to enjoy the joy of owning a cat.

Those people are really living a life of luxury. I've never stayed in a cat-themed guesthouse; I usually stay in mouse-themed guesthouses or cockroach-themed guesthouses...

With that thought in mind, Fowles used his key to open his own front door.

After downing a few cans of beer, Fowles took several deep breaths.

Come on, Fowles! Don't be afraid, Mr. World can't really kill me.

She cheered herself up.

Before long, a deep red light surged forth before her eyes like water, engulfing everything.

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Inside the ancient and mysterious palace, Fors was about to steal a glance at Mr. World when she suddenly noticed two figures beside her.

There are new faces again. That's a good thing; the more people there are, the less likely Mr. World is to publicly lose his temper.

"Magician" Fors's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his body halfway around, pretending not to care, to observe quietly.

But the more she looked at one of the girls, the more familiar she seemed.

That pink hair, those elfin ears, that charm that even the gray mist couldn't diminish...

It's Alicia!
Fowles blushed and quickly looked away.

When she challenged Alicia to a duel in the woods, she was given a severe beating.

I still remember it vividly.

After thinking about it for a moment, her face turned even redder.

Sister Aili!
Padma had no idea that Alicia would be at this Tarot gathering. Klein hadn't told her.

Alicia and Padmon looked at each other, smiled, and reached out to greet each other.

She had specifically texted Klein to tell Padre not to tell her yet, just to see Padre's expression at this moment.

She first greeted Padomao, who was completely unaware of the situation, with a smile, and then glanced at Fowles, who had his head down.

Finally, she glanced at Star and Cattleya, and locked her gaze precisely on Audrey.

Her "beauty radar" kicked in; she was certain this was "Miss Justice."

Another new member? Two ladies, no less... Just as Miss Justice was about to get up and greet Mr. Fool, she suddenly noticed Alicia's undisguised gaze.

Why is this newcomer looking at me like that?

Audrey was somewhat puzzled.

strangeness……

Looking at the women in front of her, Cattleya, a fellow newcomer, tried to guess what they were thinking and gradually began to feel confused.

Everything else was fine, except that the girl with her head down had a really strange expression...

Audrey ultimately ignored Alicia's gaze, stood up, and gave a light bow, saying:

Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~

(End of this chapter)