Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 338 The Hidden Servant
Backlund, Pinster Street.

Xing ran quickly down the street.

This doesn't mean she has anything urgent to do; it's just that she's a master in the field of urban parkour, and without a stamina bar, she's long been used to running instead of walking.

Sometimes, she would casually kill a passing flying insect and then inexplicably receive Janus's divine blessing.

She is currently searching for someone according to the mission instructions.

Although she has teleportation anchors, she always forgets to use them when exploring the map.

To be honest, she didn't understand much of what was being discussed at the tarot reading.

After all, she would skip over those purely discussion-based storylines while scrolling through videos.

But that's okay. If you don't understand, just find someone you trust and submit all the plot details to them. An external brain will help you analyze it.

I don't know where I am, I don't know what I'm doing, I just want to fight and have fun.

All she needs to know is that the battle sequence is about to begin.

Suddenly, a whole bunch of puzzles appeared on the street. She followed the quest guide, circling around, solving puzzles, traversing the map, and searching for treasure chests…

During this time, she passed by No. 7 Pinster Street and saw a languid older woman, whose model was clearly different from the NPCs, knocking on the door of that house.

The door opened and another man with dark hair and green eyes appeared behind it. He looked dashing yet unrestrained, like a poet.

Xing stood aside and activated the skill "Openly Eavesdropping," overhearing words like "commission," "finding someone," and "Aurora Club."

She was very interested and prepared to go up and strike up a conversation.

[This scene cannot be entered from the current character's perspective.]
It seemed to be another side quest. Xing withdrew her gaze and turned back to continue searching for her target.

Finally, she found her target by the roadside.

Silver branch.

She wanted to submit what she had heard at the tarot meeting to Silverbranch.

I'm sure Yinzhi knows more than she does.

…………

Winter County in the north of the Kingdom of Loen.

A black Gothic church with a pointed roof stands on a vast expanse of snow-covered mountains.

There was a cliff in front of it, and everything around it was white, without any sound at all.

This is the headquarters of the Church of the Goddess of Night, the Tranquil Church, commonly known as the Holy Church.

The tranquil church under the night sky is exceptionally beautiful, perfectly complementing the red moon hanging high in the sky, coldly illuminating the earth.

The figure of "German Sparrow," dressed in a purplish-purple tailcoat, trousers, leather boots, an exoskeleton glove on his right hand, gold-rimmed glasses, and a half-high silk hat, was outlined not far from the gate.

He raised his hand, adjusted his top hat, steadied the cat on his shoulder, and looked up at the church not far away.

After pausing for a few seconds, she still didn't mark the Crimson Moon on her chest.

Klein originally planned to go back to Backlund to ask Bishop Anthony about the location of the sanctuary, but when he opened the anchor point map, he immediately saw the coordinates that were clearly marked as "Sanctuary".

Klein couldn't help but marvel at the pervasive nature of pleasure and exploration.

Of course, he didn't think he could hide this from the goddess; he believed it was her tacit approval.

Fine snowflakes drifted down from the sky, but all of them avoided Klein and floated to both sides.

This is not any extraordinary ability, but simply a rudimentary application of destiny, gathering invisible quantum energy above the head and condensing it into an "umbrella".

A harmonious destiny doesn't mean one can only serve as a supporting role; at least, when energy is pooled together, it's not a big problem to use it as a brick to hit someone.

Klein's destiny attribute is Quantum Harmony, which doesn't mean he can only use the "Quantum" attribute, but it just makes manipulating energy in this area relatively easier. Klein can still enhance abilities like Air Bullets and Flame Leaps through his destiny, but he's better at providing "Quantum Damage Increase" than strengthening his original attributes. He started walking towards the church doors not far away.

There are actually anchor points inside the church, but Klein still felt that they should at least use the main entrance.

There were no guards at the church, but that's normal. After all, the church itself is the greatest deterrent.

As he approached the gate, the tightly closed gate opened automatically, and a figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

Instead of standing behind the door, they stood in front of it.

Her appearance was very sudden, but not abrupt, as if she had always been standing there, only Klein hadn't noticed her before.

The figure wore a simple linen robe with patches, and a belt made of twisted tree bark was tied around the waist. Long, black hair fell freely down, and the feet were barefoot and covered in dust and scars.

This was a woman with very ordinary features. Her dark eyes were no different from those of a normal person. However, just seeing her made Klein feel extremely peaceful and calm. Even the sudden feeling of shock and wariness could not shake this feeling.

A demigod. Klein made the judgment immediately. Probably a saint or even an angel who travels through the night and is skilled in stealth.

He was more inclined to believe in the angel because he couldn't even sense any threat from him, a sign of being completely outmatched.

“Good evening, madam,” Klein asked in a rather complicated calm. “My name is Gehrman Sparrow. From the Church of Pleasure.”

The woman in the simple robe nodded gently and said, "Good evening, I am Ariana, the Servant of the Secrets."

Ariana… Klein’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he realized the identity of the woman in front of him.

As an extraordinary being who came from the Night Watchers, he was certainly familiar with the name Ariana.

The abbot of the Black Night Monastery, the head of the thirteen archbishops, and a potential future pope—any of these identities is common knowledge that cannot be avoided in religious studies and mysticism.

This is a true angel on earth.

After a few seconds of silence, he placed one hand on his chest and gave a solemn bow: "Good evening, Your Highness Ariana."

In major churches, when a demigod of angelic rank walks on earth, the title "Your Highness" is added as a sign of respect. Similarly, the title "Your Majesty" is used to address representatives of divine will, such as the Pope, the Pope, and the Patriarch.

In addition, the head of a religion can be referred to as "Apostolic Throne" or "Holy Throne." Of course, in many cases, "Holy Throne" can also refer to the location of the Papacy.

Of course, Klein was one of the three "archbishops" of the Church of Pleasure... no, it should be two of them. Theoretically, he was almost equal to this angel in status.

However, status cannot compensate for the gap in strength.

Ariana tapped her chest four times clockwise, responding sincerely, "May the goddess protect you."

Klein hesitated for two seconds, then pressed his right hand to his left chest, barely suppressing his embarrassment, and said, "May the Fool protect you."

Ariana then added, “I am a hermit; you may call me Madam.”

“Yes, Ms. Ariana.” Klein didn’t insist at all.

Ariana looked at him calmly for two seconds, then asked directly, "Are you trying to use the mermaid to advance to the Master of Puppetry?"

“Yes.” Klein wasn’t embarrassed at all by the fact that he held the title of Archbishop but was only a Sequence Six.

After all, he could also be a god himself.

Ariana nodded, raised her right arm, and opened her palm.

A tiny ray of light appeared, deep and brilliant, quickly outlining a medal in the palm of his hand.

The medal is crystal clear, as if it were cast from black gemstones. It gives the impression that it is there when you look at it, and disappears when you don't look at it.

"This is my Night Emblem. It has no inherent characteristics or power. Its only purpose is to grant you my aura, allowing you to enter areas where mermaids are kept without being rejected. It also grants you sufficiently high privileges."

"Permissions..." Klein mentally scoffed at the term, thinking it was probably invented by Emperor Roselle himself.

(End of this chapter)