Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 404 Leonard Joins the Tarot Club
Some of the surrounding servants looked troubled, while others seemed thoughtful, but none of them refuted Dawn Arrodes's words.
Unlike the somewhat thoughtful atmosphere at Klein's home, number 190 across the street was completely silent.

Edsack slumped onto the sofa, his eyes vacant, staring blankly at the ceiling, muttering to himself.

“I am a man… not a delicate woman…”

Yesterday, she grew up.

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Triss, puffing on a "Dingzhenwu" cigarette, sat casually to the side and nodded in agreement: "Emperor Roselle's 'Farewell My Concubine' has a unique flavor when it comes out of your mouth."

He flicked his cigarette ash and shook his head.

“Now that you’re a woman, it’s definitely not appropriate to call you Edsack,” she said to Edsack. “Then call me Elsalis, or do you have a name you like?”

Elsalis glanced blankly at Triss, shook her head, and continued her emo.

"Tch." Triss scoffed dismissively, turning her head away from Elsalis. "So-so."

…………

On Monday afternoon, the balcony window was opened silently. Klein, who had been hunting for a day and a night, transformed back into Dawn Dantes, nimbly leaped in, landed next to the desk, and placed Paddy on the table.

“Welcome back, my great master.” Standing beside the desk, Dawn Arrodes pulled out a chair for Klein, bowed and greeted him, “Your humble and loyal servant Arrodes has done… has accomplished your task without being… without being discovered.”

Hearing the Magic Mirror's stammering words, Klein, who had just sat down, had an ominous premonition and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"What are you nervous about?" Klein asked.

“Uh…I…” Arods stammered for a long time, unable to speak. “You know, great master. I have some traits that…are very difficult to change.”

"You know I'm a professional. So... I generally don't cause trouble unless I can't help it..."

Klein's brow furrowed even more.

Something is wrong. Ten percent or even nine percent wrong.

With a wave of his hand, Arrodes's outer shell, which had been transformed from the Candy Knight, disappeared, and Arrodes's true form detached and appeared on the bedside table.

"Tell me, what happened?" Klein tapped his fingers lightly on the desk.

"Forehead……"

Arodes hesitated for a moment, and some images appeared on the surface of his silver mirror.

The footage of him asking those questions at the dinner table was not preserved.

Klein's mouth opened wider and wider.

Inverted!

I think you're really going to rebel!
Snapped,
The screen suddenly disappeared.

“Great master…I…I am so terrified…”

Klein rubbed his temples and sighed again:

"Alright, at least your acting was decent, you disguised it well. But if there's a next time, try not to provoke others when you're chatting."

What can be said? He can't very well let Arodes go against the instincts of the sealed artifact.

Arrodes's words visibly became more cheerful.

“I…I will be careful! Thank you so much for your kindness.”

On the mirror, a silvery-white light immediately surged forth, wriggling and condensing into words:
"Thank you for your recognition. I will always follow in your footsteps and look forward to the next opportunity to serve you."

After a simple line drawing of a goodbye emoji, the mirror returned to normal.

It seems he's temporarily offline; keeping it constantly on must have been a burden for him.

Let's put him in power-saving mode for now and not question him. Klein took a deep breath, moved closer, and put the mirror away.

Then I entered the bathroom attached to the master bedroom, walked four steps backwards to the top of the gray fog, sorted out today's gains, and prepared for today's tarot session.

Padma watched Klein leave, then curled up, lay on the table, and silently sensed something.

After the vengeful spirit entered her body, it suddenly became still and no one knew what it was doing.

However, she could roughly guess some of it.

After all, when she closes her eyes and calms down, she can vaguely hear sounds like, "Little white mouse... what kind of structure do you have?"

Hope everyone is okay.

Above the gray fog, looking down at the deep red stars, Klein counted them while momentarily lost in thought.

The more I think about it, the more depressed I get.

On that primitive island, Klein and Alger discovered a "Blasphemy Card," a Tyrant Card.

However, the last time the card of blasphemy appeared, "Mr. Fool" expressed his disinterest in it, so the prideful Klein couldn't simply forcibly keep it.

This led to Alger taking the blasphemous card at the cost of "wanting nothing" when it came time to divide the spoils.

"Never mind, I don't need it anyway," Klein consoled himself, and continued counting stars.

One...two...hmm?

Why is there one more?
Klein blinked.

Has he forgotten someone?
"Oh!" Klein couldn't help but tilt his head back. "Leonard! I forgot about him!"

Leonard was supposed to join the Tarot Club last week, but he forgot.

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3pm.

Crimson rays of light rose up and solidified into different human figures on both sides of the bronze table.

The timeless silence above the gray fog was broken, and an indescribable vitality filled the magnificent ancient palace.

As soon as Justice Audrey regained her senses, she prepared to rise from her seat and bow to the person at the head of the bronze table.

At this moment, as a seasoned "spectator," she keenly sensed that this gathering was somewhat different.

One more person!

Audrey immediately spotted the extra man.

He sat to the right of the moon Emlyn, looking somewhat formal, yet unable to conceal his inherently lazy demeanor, seemingly quite unaccustomed to his current state.

He is a rather carefree gentleman, and even if you show enough respect, his body will naturally be used to it and it will be difficult to change it in a short time.

Audrey was initially pleased with the growth and expansion of the Tarot Club, but then, following her "professional" instincts, she quickly did an analysis.

It was the red-gloved gentleman I met in the book's world.

I remember... his codename back then was Star.

Ok.

Did they really wait a whole week before attending the tarot session?

Mr. Fool only brought him into the Tarot Club this week; there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

(End of this chapter)