Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 253 Perhaps the Fool is a good god?

"I advise you to be cautious."

After listening to Luze's words, Klein remained silent for a while before slowly speaking, "You know, according to the Night Watchers' internal data, praying to unknown beings usually only leads to a miserable end."

"Of course I know."

Lu Ze nodded.

He couldn't tell Klein that his cheat ability could resist mental corruption, allowing him to summon all sorts of evil beings at will. Only the "Fool" seemed different, actually clashing with his illusory tides.

Perhaps the Fool is more powerful than the other evil gods.

“I mean, if I ever really run out of options, I’ll try to seize this one and only opportunity. The influence of the true Creator is driving me crazy, and I’m worried that one day I’ll lose myself and become a complete believer in Him. If that happens, I’d rather pray to His enemies in exchange for rebellion against Him.”

".Good luck."

Klein's eyes flickered, and he spoke slowly after a long while.

Only now did he realize that Lu Ze was serious and had the resolve to fight the evil god at all costs.

"Don't look so serious."

Seeing this, Luze couldn't help but smile and say to Klein. However, due to his mental instability, his smile only lasted a few seconds before it began to twitch and turn into an angry, twisted expression. "Perhaps that [Fool] is actually a friendly deity who will selflessly help me?"

His words immediately made him laugh.

How is this possible?
"Yes, it will definitely happen."

But to his surprise, Klein replied to him with utmost seriousness.

Lu Ze was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and didn't take it to heart, assuming it was just the other person wishing him well.

There was a few seconds of silence between them.

Unbeknownst to Luze, Klein on the other side had already devised a code name for him within the Tarot Club, waiting for him to pray, establish contact, and then logically pull him above the gray fog. The only problem facing Klein was whether the strange tide would affect his summoning of Luze.

Let's wait until Luze sends out his prayer before we see what happens.
Klein thought to himself.

Just then, he noticed that Lu Ze across from him seemed to remember something and looked at him.

“Speaking of which, there’s actually something else,” Luze said. “Don’t you think our discovery about Lanius was too much of a coincidence?”

Lanius's whereabouts were exposed because of the disappearance of the obstetrician, whose colleague, Dr. Allen, happened to be a friend that Klein had met at the Kragg Club. Through a series of coincidences, the three were connected.

"You mean, that thing is having an effect?"

Klein knew what Luzer meant by coincidence; it was naturally the sealed artifact 0-08 in Ince Zangwell's possession, the magical quill pen that could create coincidences through writing and influence the fate of others.

"Correct."

Lu Ze nodded.

"It shouldn't be, I've already done the divination."

Klein shook his head. He also found it somewhat strange and had deliberately used the mystical nature of higher-level beings to perform a divination above the gray fog. However, the result revealed that it was all just a common coincidence. Previously in Tingen, he had successfully discovered Ince Zangwill's hiding place using the gray fog, so the fact that he hadn't been able to divine anything under the same circumstances this time confirmed that it wasn't due to the influence of 0-08.

"That's it, that's good."

Luzer cautiously believed Klein's words and nodded.

After that, they chatted about other things. Klein had only come to deliver the diary, but he ended up talking with Luze for a long time. Seeing that it was almost 10 a.m. and he would be asked to stay for lunch if he didn't leave, he quickly got up, made an excuse, and left.

It wasn't that he didn't want to try the Rondor family's cooking; it was simply because it was Monday, and he had to host a tarot session that afternoon, so it wouldn't be convenient at Luze's house. "It's so cold."

Stepping out of Luzer's house, the damp, cold air made Klein instinctively tighten his trench coat, shrink his body as he walked down the steps and onto the muddy, wet street.

What should I eat for lunch today? By the time I get back to 15 Minsk Street, it will probably be 11 o'clock. I might as well just find a restaurant on the street.

As he thought this, he walked toward the street corner, trying to find a public carriage there.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In Queens, in Earl Hall's luxurious villa.

Audrey Hall wore a light green dress, and emeralds adorned the center of her gold earrings, shimmering with a crystal-clear light. A large golden retriever lay at her feet, panting with its tongue lolling out, watching the two people in the studio with an innocent expression.

"Miss Islant, how is she?"

Audrey asked this question to a baby-faced woman. The woman was nominally her psychology teacher, but in reality, she was her contact person at the Psychological Alchemy Society.

"There are results."

Islant smoothed her hair and calmly replied, "From your description, his condition seems quite serious. We can offer assistance, but it will require him to pay a certain price."

"Please tell me what you need."

Audrey asked with a smile, but secretly she felt relieved.

To be honest, she had some doubts about Lu Ze's motives. After all, in her mind, she already regarded Lu Ze as a follower of Mr. Fool, but instead of asking Mr. Fool for help, he took the initiative to seek medical help and communicate with the Psychological Alchemy Society on his own.

Perhaps it was because Mr. Fool wanted to take this opportunity to establish a connection with the Psychological Alchemy Society?

She wondered to herself.

The Psychological Alchemy Society was quite wary of Luze's condition, but fortunately, they ultimately decided to intervene and treat him.

"The treatment will cost £1500, or a very effective and extraordinary item."

Islant said seriously.

"It's a bit expensive."

Audrey said that if it were her back then, she naturally wouldn't have any understanding of this price. But after witnessing everyone's transactions at the Tarot Meeting, she roughly knew that 1500 pounds was enough to buy one of the main ingredients for a Sequence 6 potion.

“It is a bit expensive, but the experts we send are specialists in treating similar problems, so it’s definitely worth the price,” Islant said. “Don’t discuss the price with me; I’m just relaying the message. If you can’t accept it, we won’t change the price.”

"If a cure can be guaranteed, 1500 pounds is acceptable."

Audrey nodded, having already made up her mind that she could lend Luze money temporarily if he didn't have enough. After all, this matter was related to Mr. Fool and the Tarot Club, and she should feel a sense of ownership.

Mr. Fool has no interest in vulgar money, and I can only offer small favors.

She thought to herself with regret, and said to Islant, "Alright, I'll accept on his behalf. I hope you can get ready quickly."

"Okay, we will determine the treatment date and location as soon as possible."

Island Road.

Afterward, they began their formal psychology course, with the golden retriever Susie watching the whole time. It wasn't until almost time for the tarot reading to begin that Audrey feigned dizziness and escorted the other woman out of the villa.

(End of this chapter)