Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 578 It's said that the envoys are fighting each other...

Perhaps he could pull off a "Foolish Old Man Moving Water" stunt.

Today I scoop out a spoonful, tomorrow I bring a bucketful; the number of my clones is endless.

Klein smiled, pulled his wandering thoughts back, and placed his hand on the seal.

Some of the "doors'" authority infiltrated the past, just as it had done before, becoming a "bowl" formed by countless "doors" stacked together.

The bowl passed through the seal and fell into the clean, dark river, where it stored some of the "river water" before returning along the same route.

On the way back, Klein sensed that someone was trying to stop him, as if trying to forcibly grab the "bowl" over there.

But they didn't manage to grab it, or rather, they didn't manage to budge it.

The original inhabitants of West Road? I just don't know who they are.

Klein took back the "bowl," tossed it casually in his hand, and blinked.

After some consideration, Klein decided not to communicate with the person on the other side of the seal.

Well, just to be on the safe side, let's wait until it becomes history before coming back.

The source material is all on the other side; it would be bad if the other side had the Ancients.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

This is just a projection of history.

Outside Calderon City, Klein's true form emerged from the mists of history, still holding the bowl composed of layers upon layers of "doors" in his hands.

Having just removed the mask of pleasure and emerged from the fog of history, Klein subconsciously yawned.

The next second, he keenly realized that he had been forcibly dragged into a dream.

Without resistance, Klein obediently accepted the goddess of night's "entering his dream."

The surrounding scenery changed instantly.

At the center of the dream was a Gothic palace that seemed to blend into the surrounding darkness. It was exquisitely detailed, with somber colors, yet still magnificent.

Klein, carrying a "bowl" filled with the water of the River of Eternal Darkness, walked through clusters of night-blooming jasmine and deep-sleeping flowers, entering the palace without hesitation, like a regular visitor.

In the deepest part of the hall, the "Goddess of the Night" sat on an old-fashioned high-backed chair, still wearing that layered but not complicated dark dress.

The shimmering lights on the long dress reflected the brilliance of the palace dome, walls, and columns, creating a tranquil and dreamlike starry sky.

His voice rose like a serenade.

"First of all, congratulations on your promotion, and I wish you all the best for your next promotion."

Amanisis, the goddess of the night whose face seemed veiled by layers of thin gauze, slowly stood up, holding a bird-shaped gold ornament, and walked down the steps to stand in front of Klein.

Klein politely removed his top hat and bowed slightly, saying:

"Lend your auspicious words."

Layers of illusory doors appeared in the two hollow eye sockets of this bird-shaped gold ornament.

Those doors were quite attractive, drawing all the river water from Klein's "bowl" into them without Klein's deliberate obstruction.

During this time, Klein yawned again.

After Amanises received a portion of the River of Eternal Darkness, Klein reminded Him:
"I heard that the River of Eternal Darkness has been targeted by the Star God of Destruction."

Oh no, Nanook has really struck gold this time!

This is much better than Dr. Zun's second-hand computer.

Amanisis' movements were unaffected, and he remained elegant and composed.

"I know."

"He noticed me too."

Klein was speechless for a moment.

After thinking about it, I remembered some information I had learned in the simulated universe.

“I’ve heard that many of the [Destruction] Envoys are connected by multiple destinies. Perhaps, He wants to turn you into the ‘Destruction [Mystery] Overlord of Annihilation’.”

“The Great Lord of Annihilation…” Amanisis repeated the word.

Are these Extinction Lords very powerful?

He was indeed somewhat worried about the opponents he might face in the future.

“Very strong,” Klein said firmly.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Among them, 'Destroyer of Harmony' Star Howl is stronger than me now."

“Then, what about that [Joy] Envoy? How does he compare to that [Joy]?” Amanisis asked again.

“Cerris…” Klein had also heard Cerris talk about this before. But he was hesitant to believe what Cerris said.

“I heard that when he faced the Great King of Annihilation, he once lost by “a single finger”.”

"A finger's worth?" Amanisis asked, puzzled.

“His exact words were…” Klein chuckled, mimicking Serris’s voice and tone, “The Annihilation Lord has passed away, and it is said that he was the Annihilation Lord who sought to 'destroy [Pleasure].' Without a doubt, I had a conflict with him. Unfortunately, I was slightly outmatched.”

As he spoke, he materialized into the image of a man in a suit, appearing quite gentlemanly.

Instead of a head, it had a purple hand growing from its neck.

Amanisis suddenly had a premonition that Serres probably wasn't saying anything serious at the time.

really……

“Back then, he gave me three middle fingers, and I could only retaliate with two middle fingers.”

"This is an utter disgrace!"

Klein mimicked Serres's voice and tone as he finished speaking, then shrugged: "That's it. While you can't take everything he says at face value, it might offer some useful information."

Amanisis smiled.

"That envoy... has a lot of personality."

“Yes.” Klein nodded with a smile, then yawned.

Seeing Klein yawn, the goddess of the night, Amanisis, lowered her eyes.

“You have been greatly affected by [Eternal Sleep],” the Goddess of Night said gently. “You should rest now.”

“Rest…” Klein shook his head upon hearing this word.

The phrase comes from "the lord who sleeps in silence," so it's definitely not as simple as just taking a nap.

This means more about letting Klein let go of his responsibilities and all the things on his mind, and have a good, relaxed, and dreamless rest.

Klein smiled.

他 说:

“I sometimes think that if those things hadn’t happened later, I would definitely still be living in Tingen, working under you, Goddess, earning a salary that isn’t particularly high but is enough for my family of three to live on.”

“I go to work on time every day, take turns working underground, handle a few cases, play cards with my colleagues, and occasionally accompany Melissa and Benson to see plays or circuses.”

"If I can go home early one day, I will study food, which is one of my great hobbies."

The goddess of the night listened quietly, without saying a word or interrupting.

He was a good listener and a good listener.

Klein's story continues:

“I might visit Mr. Azik this weekend. He is the son of Death, the Death Consul from the Byron Empire, and has lived for a very, very long time. I know nothing about him, so I will relax and chat with him about history in various fields.”

Klein paused for a moment at this point.

His voice remained calm, without the slightest hint of hoarseness.

"It's a pity we can't go back."

"Life always pushes us forward, forcing us to face one change after another."

"Can not go back……"

The dream projection of the "Goddess of the Night" nodded gently:
"You've maintained your humanity well. Perhaps that's part of the advantage of [Pleasure]."

Upon hearing this, Klein smiled again and said:

“If humanity is not maintained well, and divinity gains the upper hand, I will make a similar choice, because the instinct of divinity is to unite with myself as the master.”

The dream projection of "Goddess of the Night," Amanises, chuckled softly:
"Then let's make preparations and go see Antigonus as soon as possible."

Klein said no more, watching the projection of the "Goddess of the Night" disappear and the dream gently collapse.

In his line of sight, the city of Calderon, which resembled a bird's nest, came into view again.

For him, there was not much preparation needed to go to the main peak of the Hornach Mountains and face the ancestors of the Antigonus family.

He has already digested the characteristics of the "Mysterious Servant" twice.

The first time, he served "Mr. Fool," which was himself.

The second time, he used his clone to resurrect the "Lord of Mysteries".

Although he later killed the newly resurrected Lord of Mysteries again, it is an undeniable fact that he resurrected the Celestial Venerable.

The future successor to the Lord of Mysteries will naturally need to learn how to exploit bugs.

I believe the Heavenly Venerable One would be very pleased if he knew this in the afterlife.

Well, that's what you call having someone to carry on the legacy.

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(End of this chapter)