Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 508 Scott, Go Fight the Sun God
Backlund, dock area.

Space is distorted from a perspective that is invisible to ordinary people.

The reds are redder, the blues are bluer, the blacks are blacker, the colors are mixed like an impressionist oil painting, hazy and dreamlike.

Three people appeared in this mottled area, and whispers came from the surrounding fragmented and overlapping color blocks, as if countless invisible people were talking.

"Cough...cough cough..." The gray-blonde-haired man in sunglasses coughed incessantly, "You guys...spirit world travel..."

"It's even worse than the third-class seat on the company's wormhole-fast travel service!"

Although he didn't know about "wormhole teleportation," Fowles was completely unconcerned about the men's belittling of his "travel."

Because she sometimes feels nauseous.

The man in sunglasses shook his head, seemingly adjusting to the top-heavy, weightless feeling.

“Never mind… So… this is Backlund? The second most prosperous city on your planet?” the gray-gold-haired man asked after regaining his senses.

“Um…yes,” John replied. “Is there a problem, Mr. Scott?”

Scott rubbed his forehead. "Sigh, I shouldn't have had any expectations of your environment..."

"Ugh... I hate coming to these remote, impoverished places for business trips."

“Every time I come to a place like this, I feel like I’m going to lose ten years of my life… Sigh… I need to go to the Daydream Hotel in Pinocchio and sleep there during my vacation to recover.”

Scott shared his thoughts with John, but Fowles didn't respond at all, simply staring at the empty "air" in front of him.

That was another unseen "system screen".

After becoming pregnant, Scott exuded a wifely charm that moved every man who met her.

However, due to the old emperor's authority, no one dared to provoke him.

However, the man's desire for her doesn't disappear. Instead, it intensifies, reaching its peak. What you can't have always stirs your heart.

Then one day, the unexpected still happened.

[After seeing Scott swaying through the streets one day, the men led by Laigus finally couldn't resist any longer. They teamed up with an old woman named Kenneth, and in exchange for Kenneth's seduction, lured old Odysseus into the Pinocchio Grand Library, where they then subjected him to a process of transformation.]

Finally, under the combined attack of both sides, Old Emperor tragically perished, the poor old Emperor thus being transformed into a "graduate school guarantee pill" while still alive.

Scott, who was left behind, became a hot commodity; the men dragged him into the bushes...

To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

Why is it gone?

Fowles was furious.

Damn it, why does it end here!
One more sulphur!
Fowles completely ignored Scott himself, engrossed in the short essay.

Scott himself wasn't interested in Miss Saltyfish; he was just talking to John about the "Holy Grail War."

"If you ask me, your so-called war in a small place is far too simple," Scott said confidently. "With backward technology and low-level thinking, as long as there are no Heroic Spirits from other civilizations like me, facing local Heroic Spirits is like a dimensional reduction attack."

"Even with the so-called 'local advantage,' they can only obediently squat by the roadside when facing my giant mech."

“As for people like me, they’re actually quite easy to spot. My demeanor is completely different from these people.” He waved his hand, pointing to all the passersby around him. “Whether it’s my demeanor, my attire, or even my tone of voice, we’re all completely different.”

"Are you really that confident?" Fowles asked subconsciously as he swiped the system screen in front of him with his mind.

She clearly remembered that Mr. World had said that both "Mr. Fool" and "Ancient Sun God" had personally intervened.

“Heh…” Scott chuckled, pointing to the air behind him where a mech, invisible through quantum mechanics, stood. “Let me tell you, in my opinion, there’s not a single one on your planet who can fight.”

"Mmm," Fowles nodded perfunctorily and continued swiping the screen.

[The person upstairs is Hagibis, whose connections extend to your superiors.]

Downstairs is Dingdong Qi, whose eyes are full of wisdom.

[And you're just an ordinary company employee.]

Faced with this situation, what would you choose to do?

[A song of Suleda sung with the grunts of a pig! A company employee's dignity discarded with the howl of a wolf!]

No matter what opponent you encounter, you will always firmly shout out that one sentence:

【"Damn Star Train, don't depart!"】

cool……

“And I’m not afraid of hurting you,” Scott said, a stick appearing in his hand. “When I was summoned to this world, I even met the real ‘Amber King’ in the Gate of Fate!”

"Huh?" Fowles looked up at Scott in confusion. "You?"

Dude, how many dishes did you have? How did you get so drunk?

"Did you mistake me for someone else?" Fowles asked. "Or was it a disguise?"

“There’s no way I could be wrong. I’m an employee of the Interstellar Peace Corporation, and our motto is ‘Dedicate everything to the Amber King.’ It would be ridiculous if I didn’t even know who the person I was supposed to dedicate everything to!” Scott immediately retorted. “You probably won’t believe me, but it’s the truth! As for disguise… that’s even more impossible.”

"The heavy, majestic, and powerful aura emanating from the Amber King is something that no other being can replicate."

“What? Didn’t expect that?” Scott proudly hoisted the stick onto his shoulder. “The Amber King praised me as a true ‘Lone Wolf’ and bestowed upon me this stick weighing 103,500 grams.”

"This portion is really generous. If I hadn't received a body-enhancing injection, I really wouldn't be able to lift it."

"As expected of a divine object bestowed by the Star God..."

Fowles immediately inquired with the system.

"That guy named Scott... um... can his full E-panel really attract the attention of the Star God?"

【sure. 】

The system responded immediately.

What's the point of strength? Just a glance from the Star God, and even the weakest will become powerful.

The Star God looks at inner qualities, not outward appearance.

Powerful combat strength is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul is one in a million. Did you know that?

“Oh…” Fors nodded thoughtfully, then immediately thought of the next question.

"Is the one gazing at him... really the Amber King?"

The system didn't give a direct answer, but instead sent a nonsensical message.

To achieve a sophisticated look, avoid layering basic pieces with other basic items.

If one's appearance is superficial, their inner qualities are not.

In short, the Aha is expensive, and it goes with everything.

"..."

Fowles, who was skilled in astrology and dream interpretation, immediately understood.

She pursed her lips and said nothing more.

“Okay…” John scratched his head, still somewhat doubtful.

103,500 grams?
This isn't a staff that a mere Rank 9 warrior could pick up...

That's it?

"What's with that look on your face?" Scott was displeased with John's expression. "You don't believe me, do you? Fine, then I'll show you my skills." Scott twirled the stick in his hand.

Although he had never used a stick before, for some reason, he felt that he was born to use one. (Note 1)

When he swung the baton, he almost hit John and Fowles repeatedly, causing them to quickly take a step back.

“Ah…” Fowles looked at Scott, unsure of what to say.

[The sun shines brightly ahead; stay tuned.]

A sentence with no beginning or end appeared on the system screen.

The sun? What sun?
Fowles was taken aback at first, then his expression turned strange.

Um... is he going to provoke the followers of the Eternal Sun?
Meanwhile, Scott looked around.

“Well, there really are people with special abilities on your planet, right? And the church here should be the strongest extraordinary force officially, right?” Scott said, carrying a stick.

“Ah…that makes sense…” John nodded subconsciously.

"So the Church is the boss of the extraordinary world, right?" Scott pressed.

"More or less..." John didn't know what Scott was trying to say.

"If that's the case, then I'll give all the priests and pastors on your planet a beating, and then you'll understand."

“I don’t even need to use my mech. I only need to make a slight move, and that’s already the limit for a barbaric planet like yours.”

"I will give you a proper demonstration, and show you just how powerful the divine weapons blessed by the Amber King truly are."

Scott also found his target at this time.

“That… that priest over there, yes, you, the blond one…”

"Yes, it's you, and the one next to you with the monocle. You two are together, right? Okay, then you two come over here together."

"What are you looking at? That's right, I'm talking to you, don't point at yourself, come here."

Fowles followed Scott's gaze and his expression instantly froze.

This……

This, this, this, this...

who is this!

Although Fowles didn't recognize the blond priest, she did recognize Amon, who wore a monocle!
The King of Angels has been mentioned more than once in Tarot readings!
Therefore... the one who can stand with Amon must be another angel king...

Could it be Adam, the fantastical angel who has already become the true god of sequence zero?

[The sun shines brightly ahead; stay tuned.]

Ancient Sun God!
Fowles immediately tried to travel frantically, but his extraordinary abilities seemed to malfunction and did not respond at all.

“A fool who does not belong to this era, a mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who holds good fortune… Mr. Fool… save me…” Fowles prayed rapidly.

She didn't deliberately lower her voice, because in front of the ancient sun god, it made no difference whether she recited softly, in her heart, or shouted it out loud.

Just as she expected, her actions were not stopped.

She immediately took out her phone and began composing a distress message.

Neither Amon nor the ancient sun god stopped her from doing so, and the message was sent out very smoothly.

Not wanting to rush the manuscript: "I ran into Amon and the ancient sun god, and some idiot next to me wanted to fight them one-on-one."

Don't want to meet deadlines: "What should I do? Waiting online, urgent..."

can:"?"

1.75 meters tall: "?"

Magical girl: "?"

Sweet Iced Tea Who Wants to Make Big Money: "?"

The Hanged Man: "?"

Sow Prince: "Happy."

He took the hit head-on: "Let me see!"

Miss Pink Fairy: "I'm here too!"

Your emperor: "I'm here, I'm here."

The sow prince: "I've arrived."

Fowles immediately looked around excitedly.

Mr. Devil...where are you...?

"Good evening, sir. What can I do for you?" Amon heard the call, took a few steps, and walked up to Scott.

He was simply following the guidance of fate, bringing his father to Backlund to see how the world thousands of years later differed from the time when the ancient sun god lived, and how it differed from the "old times" when his father first lived.

Unexpectedly, I encountered something quite interesting.

A Master... and a Servant from another world...

Ha, interesting.

As Scott approached, his gaze shifted to Amon's right hand, where he saw the Command Seals displayed without any attempt to conceal them.

"Huh? Command Seals?" Scott was quite surprised, but then immediately understood.

It must be the protection of the Amber King! He just spoke to him, so bestowing a blessing upon him shouldn't be a problem!
That must be His Majesty urging him to finish the Holy Grail War quickly! This shows He values ​​him highly! He'll be a P45 level employee in the company in no time!

Even John knew to wrap it with a piece of cloth... He's definitely a half-baked amateur.

Scott became even more certain of his inner thoughts.

“I didn’t expect you to be a Master…” Scott slammed his cane on the ground. “Then you know the rules, right?”

"Yes, I know." Amon nodded with a smile. "Could that alien lord please have mercy and let me have a turn?"

"Oh? How do you want to give it to me?"

Scott appeared arrogant, but the quantum-modified mech behind him had already circled around to Amon's back. Amon, however, seemed completely unaware.

As the lone wolf of the Scott family, he understood one thing very well.

What you think in your heart and what you show on your face must never be the same.

Since he is a despicable villain, he must appear arrogant and conceited on the surface.

In this way, the impression of a brute will be more deeply ingrained in the opponent's mind...

boom!
A point of light struck the mecha behind Amon at near-light speed. The intense heat spread rapidly, instantly vaporizing the mecha, whose material was unknown.

“Amon, you can kill him, you can humiliate him. But you shouldn’t toy with him. The former is your privilege as a stronger being, but the latter is a sign of moral depravity.” The gentle voice of the ancient sun god sounded from behind Amon. “You should change your ways; they are not insects.”

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PS:

(Note 1) Scott's voice actor is the same person who voices Sun Wukong in *Black Myth: Wukong*. Here's a picture of Kōji Kakuzō here, please don't tease him!
(Note 2) I recommend a book called "I'm Really a Serious Dharma Master", by the author "Just Want to Write Fungus".
(End of this chapter)