Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 396 Void Azik

Azik began to think.

As Serres said, uniqueness resides in the other half of the soul, and it is difficult for Him to become stronger than it.

As for rendering the other half of the soul meaningless, that's something He doesn't even know how to explain.

Finally, He simply shook His head and said, "I don't understand."

Serres tossed a bottle into Azik Eggers' hands.

Azik recognized what it was at a glance.

A magic potion.

“I am already an Extraordinary,” Azik reminded him.

“I know,” Serres replied, and then explained what the Fate Potion was, leaving Azik somewhat silent.

Seeing that Azik couldn't make up his mind, Serres told Azik that he could think about it himself, and that the bottle of Sequence Nine potion would be a gift for meeting him.

After saying that, Serres didn't give Him much time to think. His body became ethereal and disappeared from the spot.

Azik was left standing there, holding the "ordinary mortal" potion, lost in thought.

The crimson moon hung high in the sky, casting its rosy light.

The bottle spun slowly in his hand, and Azik seemed lost in thought.

"Ugh……"

Azik suddenly sighed.

…………

The next morning, Klein got up early, while the great Fool was preparing cheat sheets.

He held the guest list that had accepted the invitation to tomorrow night's ball, carefully memorizing what topics to discuss with each guest.

He had been here for more than two weeks, and logically, he should invite his neighbors to his banquet.

Although Klein really wanted to use illusion magic to disguise the food, he had to reluctantly send his servants to buy ingredients and drinks so that the partygoers wouldn't faint from hunger on the sofa when they got home.

"When you run into Senator Macht, you should compliment the recent air quality in Backlund; when you chat with Professor Portland Momont, you can make a few jokes related to the Royal Academy of Sciences... What? I'm the main character here, they should be the ones fawning over me..."

Klein carefully placed these cheat sheets and various opening lines, topics, and conversation styles on the inside of his eyelids so that he could see the prepared script with just a blink of an eye.

Extraordinary abilities should be used to assist in daily life, not to be aloof or superior, but to serve the people.

After all, they're not just fighting machines, not cockfighting roosters in a cage.

As Klein was copying down the text, he suddenly heard a series of illusory, layered prayers in his ears.

A man, judging by the time, is most likely Mr. Hanged Man... Klein thoughtfully put down the paper in his hand, gulped down a mouthful of red tea, got up and left the semi-open room with the large balcony, returned to the bathroom in the master bedroom, and entered his own divine realm.

On the balcony, Padma lazily stretched and lay on her side on the desk, facing the sun shining down from the sky, and yawned. Under her paws, she was playing with a gold pound that she had somehow stolen from Klein's pocket.

Sensing a gaze, Padmon turned her head and met Arods's eyes on the dressing table.

The surface of the silver mirror was covered with a gray mist, and from time to time, blood-red lines appeared on it, like cracks in the mirror or like someone gritting their teeth.

Padmon smiled.

"laugh."

She just loves seeing Arrodes break down. Go ahead and hit me.

She wagged her tail.

Klein entered the divine realm, took four steps backward, and ascended above the gray fog, where he discovered that the one who prayed was indeed Alger the Hanged Man.

The man was sitting in what appeared to be a study, surrounded by only a table and chairs, a bookshelf, and a bunch of machines whose purpose was unclear.

He asked the Great Fool to "tell" the world that he had arrived at Bayam, the capital of the Roside Islands, the "City of Generosity," and that in two more days, after replenishing his supplies, he could head to the primitive island.

He instructed "The World" to prepare in advance to avoid being unable to rendezvous in time, and indicated that if the other party did not have a good way to get to that primitive island, he could arrange for The World to secretly travel on the "Azure Avenger".

However, he was just saying it casually, since he knew perfectly well that Mr. World possessed a very magical teleportation ability.

Klein thought for a moment, then materialized the "world" Gehrman Sparrow.
He prayed fervently, saying, "It doesn't need to be so complicated."

“You should be free to move around in Bayam. See you at St. Gehrman Church at midnight tonight.”

"Before that, make sure you have your supplies replenished."

Klein knew very well that Alger was indeed free to move around in the "City of Generosity".

Because the sailors had all rushed off to places like the "Red Theater" and would certainly not return tonight, and after waking up during the day, they would inevitably have to gamble a few rounds to indulge themselves and vent the depression and frustration of being adrift at sea for so long.

In other words, even if Alger disappeared for a night or a day, he would not be discovered.

No one would have guessed that he stayed up all night to have sex with a man in the wild.

Klein returned to his physical body and thought for a moment.

If he returns late the next day, the butler will definitely cause trouble when he finds that "Dawn Dantes" is missing.

Therefore, some advance preparation is required.

Thinking that Klein had left the bathroom, he found Arrodes, who seemed to be sitting quietly at the dressing table: "Arrodes, I need your help with something."

"This...this is my honor! It's an opportunity you've given me!" One word after another flew out, fully expressing what excitement and joy meant. "May I ask, what is the task?"

"Tonight, I will use the Candy Knight and illusion magic to create a fake body, making it look like my true identity. I need you to blend into it and control this body."

"If an emergency occurs, you are responsible for manipulating the mirror, asking and answering questions, and not letting anyone notice anything unusual. If necessary, you can also temporarily control this body to do some simple things."

"Can you do it?"

The air around the full-length mirror suddenly shifted, and a voice belonging to Dawn Dantes, yet extremely obsequious, rang out:
“Great master, I will do my best to complete any task you command.”

"Although this can't last long and doesn't suit my habits, it's enough to handle everyone here."

"If you wish, I can simulate any sound!"

“I don’t believe it,” Pado Meow suddenly interjected, “unless you imitate the howl of an old female eight-legged wolf.”

The mirror suddenly jammed.

But how could he possibly submit in order to prove that he was Klein's number one henchman?

Arrodes was about to shake the air and prove himself.

But perhaps he hadn't placed the mirror securely when he put it down, because it tilted forward a little and slammed face down onto the dressing table.

"Oh, it seems you can't do it... Meow!" Paddo Meow suddenly fell off the table.

(End of this chapter)