Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 278 Little Ke Meets the Strange Ke

Their eyes met, and Klein felt very confused.

What happened?

Who is the Celestial Venerable? Is it the Celestial Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity?
Why is that person sitting in my seat?
Is that mirror the "licking dog mirror" Arodes?

Two masters? Me?

The gray fog gathered and thickened. The figure seemed to become even more blurred.

The figure behind the gray fog closed its eyes again, and silence returned above the gray fog.

He was judging, judging what exactly the "Klein Moretti" before him really was.

Is it an illusion, a deception, a dream, a fraud, a replay, or a mistake?
No, neither.

As half a Lord of Mysteries, half a Pillar-level Ancient, and half a Beacon of Destiny.

As someone who possesses the authority to deceive and err, He can easily distinguish between what is true and what is false.

Especially when it comes to judgments involving himself, he cannot be wrong.

The "Klein Moretti" in front of me is not fake.

He is.

Mr. Fool opened his eyes again, looked at Klein Moretti in front of him through the gray fog, and had a faint smile on his face.

A smile is just a smile; it's an expression, not a sign of joy, and it doesn't contain any emotion.

His humanity has diminished considerably.

He asked Klein his first question.

"Old Neil, Captain... are they still alive?"

Klein seemed to understand something at that moment.

He relaxed, just like he would when playing the Fool in a Tarot reading.

He leaned back in his chair, tapped lightly on the bronze table, and wore a smile that was many times more sincere than that of Mr. Fool.

"Yes, they're all still alive."

“You’re so different from when I was,” Mr. Fool commented. “That’s good. You don’t need to become me.”

After a few seconds of pause, He added, "You are luckier than me."

Klein nodded sincerely, agreeing with the sentiment.

From Mr. Fool's words, it can be inferred that in Mr. Fool's timeline, which is the "preordained fate" that Serres once mentioned, the captain and old Neil probably did not survive.

Looking back now, it was Star who saved Old Neil, and it was my enhanced self, enhanced through the simulated universe, who saved Dunn. And all of this is related to Serres.

Mr. Fool looked at Klein and asked, "Are you at sea now, Gehrman Sparrow?"

“Yes,” Klein replied.

He was also observing Mr. Fool, his eyes somewhat dazed.

"How could it become like this..."

Mr. Fool's smile remained unchanged.

There is always something that is superior to everything else.

"I see..." In order to avoid an awkward silence, Klein had to find a topic to talk about himself since there was no Miss Justice to keep him company.

But he's really not good at this.

"Can you tell me your story?" Mr. Fool suddenly asked. "Just tell me what you think is worth telling."

Perhaps it's because there's no influence from the Celestial Venerable here, or perhaps it's because older people tend to chat more.

Mr. Fool felt a surge of curiosity about Klein in his current state.

You want to know how my fate differs from yours? How would I know? There's no comparison.

Klein complained in his heart.

But suddenly, he seemed to realize that subconsciously he did know those things were different; it was just pure intuition.

He began to recount, and, guided by Mr. Fool, he recounted the places where his fate diverged from Mr. Fool's.

When the three questions for Sunday came up, Klein suddenly became curious about how the Fool would answer. He thought so, and so he asked. There was no need to beat around the bush with him.

Do you think you truly know yourself?

"Yes," Mr. Fool replied succinctly.

"Then, who do you think you are?" Klein pressed.

"I am who I am." Mr. Fool's answer seemed like a meaningless statement.

"Um, well..."

"Do you love your family more than yourself?" Klein asked his third question.

"..."

A few seconds of silence.

"Yes."

…………

Fowles waded through the water and walked to the treasure left behind by the old man.

Although we don't know how much the coin that was taken was worth or what it meant.

But at least, she knew this was meant for her.

Regardless of whether the value is equal or not, if she doesn't come to collect it, wouldn't she be at a huge loss?
She came to the things that were soaking in the water.

It was a table with an incense burner and several talismans on it. They were all Eastern-style items, which Fowles couldn't understand.

But that didn't stop her from thinking these things looked awesome.

What she didn't know was that, according to legend, countless dancers from all over the world, driven to madness by daily delusion, had knelt before those seven incense sticks. They kowtowed before the hall, chanting prayers for the thirteenth person to have hanged himself.

The dancers prostrated themselves before the gods… pleading to know their fate after the Dance of the Universe ended. And the answer was a single sheet of fate paper, the very ones placed before Fowles.

However, the main selling point of this kind of thing is that it works if you believe in it and it doesn't work if you don't. If you don't believe in it, then it's just a widely circulated rumor.

Fowles looked at it from left to right, not knowing how to use it.

I looked at the incense that had already been lit on the incense burner.

Perhaps we should also set these talismans on fire?

Fowles didn't do it based on his intuition.

Perhaps it's similar to tarot cards.

This is what Fowles believes. He also places the three talismans on the table side-by-side, like the most basic layout of a Tarot deck, representing the past, present, and future.

She wasn't worried that there would be any problems.

Since Mr. Devil sent her here, nothing bad must have happened.

Otherwise, with the power of a great being, it would be far too easy for him to harm a mere Sequence Nine like her.
Oh, now it's sequence eight.

Although she was reluctant to spend money on the "Armed Archaeologist" potion, she didn't delay after Mr. World reimbursed her for the Sequence 8 and Sequence 7 memory pathway potions. She completed the advancement that very afternoon.

She flipped open the first talisman, which was completely empty except for the blood of some unknown creature.

She remained completely unmoved and showed no disappointment whatsoever. This was because she had no understanding of the situation and simply considered it a normal phenomenon.

Turn over the second card, and the same thing happens.

It wasn't until the third card that she finally turned over a card with real value.

Incredibly, the revelation that countless dancers strive for their entire lives but can never attain was revealed before this lucky, albeit unlucky, fish. She actually received an inspiration from fate. It read: "A revelation of destiny from the [End]."

As a revelation from the end times, moving in the opposite direction, this revelation is undoubtedly absolutely accurate. While it may not originate from the Last King, it could also come from some end-times traveler…

but.

Fowles tilted his head.

can't read.

This was a language she had never encountered before.

What a pity, what a waste.

(End of this chapter)