Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 410 Adam Gave Me Humanity

On Klein's side, Klein sat with three other people.

Inside that towering palace, which resembled the dwelling of a giant, an endless gray mist continued to permeate the ground beneath one's feet. The bronze table in front of one's feet, now transformed into a square table, was mottled with rust and green but did not appear decayed.

The table is now covered with a cloth; the mahjong table has long since disappeared, replaced by a table full of delicious food.

Discussing business over the dinner table is probably a custom in Klein's hometown.

The dishes on this table are somewhat...unique.

A tailless goldfish sits on a plate, its bulging eyes moving as it selects the appropriate taste experience for the four people around it.

"Cooking delicious food, savoring life. This is a feast with the flavors of a fairy boat, more worthy of contemplation on the tip of the tongue than that illusionary play." A gurgling sound came from the goldfish's throat.

Its eyes stared above the gray mist, its belly split open, and it stretched out its two hands to help Klein and the other three prepare the seasonings. Then it sliced ​​itself into sashimi.

"How about the 'Immortal Boat Style' weirdness? Feels pretty good, right?" After transforming into a sashimi, the fish head was facing Klein.

Klein smiled awkwardly.

What should he say?
Do you want me to shut up?
That would be extremely rude.

Klein is a black cat with a top hat, so of course he can't criticize others like that.

Even if it's just a talking "Stargazing Party".

Just as Klein was pondering how to politely ask the fish to shut up, a television set slowly rose from the thick gray fog around them.

This is a classic old-fashioned television.

Its square shape, silver, worn-out appearance, and heavy feel suggest it's not easy to move.

The television turned on, and a black cat appeared on the screen.

Then, the screen flickered, first displaying a static-filled screen with a buzzing sound, before the image and sound reappeared.

It was a black cat wearing a top hat and gold-rimmed glasses.

Standing on a pink platform, like the stage often seen in variety shows.

As the upbeat background music started playing, Gehrman Sparrow instinctively felt something was amiss.

"German-chan!"

"To!"

"what do you like?"

"I like you more than hunting pirates!"

He watched the black cat wriggling and making heart shapes with its hands on the TV screen, and heard a deep male voice that sounded exactly like his.

Gehrman Sparrow's crazy, beautiful face froze instantly.

"This background music is perfect for watching while eating," commented Merlin Hermes.

“The visuals too,” Dawn Dantes chimed in with a smile.

The picture continues to change.

It transformed into a black cat dressed in a tuxedo, carrying a cane, and exuding a gentlemanly air.

"Dawn-chan!"

"To!"

"what do you like?"

"I like you more than investing in assets!"

Klein suppressed a laugh, picked up a small dish called "Memory" and put it in his mouth. It permeated his taste buds, first slightly bitter, then with a continuous sweet aftertaste.

This made him squint.

Then came a black cat dressed as a wandering magician, wearing a classic long trench coat.

Merlin Hermes raised his chin.

Is it finally his turn?

"Merlin-chan!"

"To!"

There are two voices.

One of the voices was made by Merlin Hermes himself.

"what do you like?"

"I like you more than collecting wishes!" Merlin Hermes showed absolutely no embarrassment, almost perfectly synchronized with the voice on TV. She even raised her right hand, like an energetic girl dancing on stage.

Finally, all three cats appeared in the frame together.

"Everyone!"

"To!"

"what do you like?"

"Of course, my favorite is Klein Moretti!"

The scene ended there, with the three black cats on the TV staring at Klein outside. The three people outside the TV were also looking at Klein.

Oh my god, what on earth is Serres doing?!

Klein awkwardly pinched his nose, racking his brains to find a way to change the subject.

Let go of my hand, and smell the fragrance wafting through the gray mist. The appetizer before the meal carries a touch of youthful innocence, a hint of lingering spices, and a hint of still-warm plant fiber.

Suddenly, an idea struck him.

If you're afraid of awkwardness, why not just share the awkwardness?

He glanced at Gehrman Sparrow, and three booklets materialized in his hand.

Better to die than to die, Gehrman, I'm sorry.

Three booklets, one for each of the three people.

Gehrman Sparrow took the booklet, and the moment he saw the cover, his eyes twitched.

The Untold Stories of the Mad Beauty and Three Pirate Female Generals.

Open the booklet and read it carefully.

Such a familiar writing style.

Snapped!
He closed the booklet.

“Fols…Wall…” he repeated the magician’s name softly.

He had asked Fowles to write his biography, and he was very familiar with Fowles' writing style.

This is what Fowles wrote.

He was very certain.

He glanced at Klein.

Is this Miss Salty Fish in this timeline really that arrogant? She even dares to spread rumors about him?
Is the shark fin firm?

All three were top-tier extraordinary individuals, so it wasn't difficult for them to read through a relatively thin booklet in just a few seconds.

Dawn Dantes closed the booklet and gently placed it on the table: "It seems our mad adventurer is quite interested."

“Mr. Dawn, with his wide range of interests, is no less remarkable,” Merlin Hermes said with a light laugh, holding the booklet.

Dawn Dantes' expression remained unchanged: "Because I have enough experience to appreciate enough beauty. Every flower has its own beauty. If I don't appreciate a flower in full bloom, it would seem like I'm lacking in appreciation."

Everyone knew that this was just Arrodes spreading rumors.

But since Dawn Dantes has accepted it...

Klein, Dawn, and Merlin, who were around the square table, all looked at Gehrman Sparrow.

Should we admit defeat? Admit defeat to "ourselves"?
Gehrman Sparrow pondered for a long time, silently considering and thinking of a sufficiently reasonable explanation.

He doesn't actually mind the rumor, but since Dawn has admitted it, he won't deny it either.

"Um……"

He suddenly came up with a fairly reasonable explanation.

He looked up, glancing at Dawn Dantes and Merlin Hermes in turn, before finally meeting Klein's gaze and speaking in a rather serious tone.

"Adam gave me humanity."

That's right! That's it!
A perfect answer!
What could be a more fitting answer than blaming the omnipresent Adam?
Absolutely not, definitely not!

Unless a wild Tokiomi Tohsaka can be created in this world, everything can be Adam's fault!

Isn't this how most fanfiction is resolved?

That's the true value of Adam!
See, this is what we call word-of-mouth.

(End of this chapter)