1056 The Real "Devil" (2/2)
Xio and Fors received Miss Justice's update thanks to Mr. Fool, and they knew that the problem had been resolved. They roughly understood what the king's secret was.
”...Truly impressive.” Fors, who believed in the God of Steam and Machinery, opened her eyes in the dark and quiet prayer hall, turned her head, lowered her voice, and sighed.
She originally wanted to directly say that Mr. World or Gehrman Sparrow was truly impressive, but she no longer wanted to make such a mistake.
The past week made her feel like she had been in the mysterious world for more than ten years.
Xio opened her eyes as well, but she first drew a crimson moon on her chest, a form of showing her penitence towards her disrespect for the Goddess.
”Yes, that's a...” Before Xio could finish her sentence, the message she tried to convey reached Fors.
What she wanted to say was that Hvin Rambis was a true demigod, but from the time she and Fors entered the cathedral, less than ten minutes had passed; yet, he had been finished off by Gehrman Sparrow.
As saints, there was such a huge gap!
”Perhaps, it's the blessings of an angel...” With her experience in supernatural events and writing novels, Fors made a vague guess.
As the prayer hall was dark and quiet, making it unsuitable for communication, Xio didn't directly respond to Fors's words. She nodded, stood up, and walked into the aisle.
The two of them left the prayer area, and after approaching the door, Xio exhaled and said, ”I really hope that I'll be this powerful one day...”
”I have such thoughts occasionally too.” Fors smiled. ”Uh, no matter what, you've already completed your investigations, haven't you? Although the so-called secrets are definitely worth digging into, the outline of the matter is rather clear.”
Xio looked at the door ahead of her and fell into a daze for a few seconds.
”But what's the point? I can't do anything about this matter.”
”No, no, no. When it comes to enemies, that person's identity isn't too lofty. At least, he's someone we can look at directly.” Fors seriously comforted her friend. ”When you obtain a qualitative change in strength, you'll discover that you have the ability to participate in that matter. At least in matters that don't involve even higher levels.”
Fors, who had joined the Tarot Club for quite a long time ago, had witnessed matters that had been planned by Mr. Fool. ”He” had used his Blessed and the members of the Tarot Club to destroy the descent of the True Creator, revealed Bansy's secret, obtained a portion of the authority from the Storm domain, and interfered in the ownership of 0-08. Compared to the angels, King of Angels, and even true gods that were involved in these matters, King George III alone was indeed nothing special.
Xio slowly walked to the door and said after a moment of silence, ”I understand what you mean.
”We'll return to the East district. We won't be in a hurry to move. Once I obtain the Judge potion formula, we'll disappear and go into hiding. I believe that after today's incident, they probably wouldn't dare to investigate us.”
”That's for sure. They're just lurking in the dark, in spots that cannot see the light of day,” Fors hurriedly echoed before exclaiming, ”I only hope that before we move again, my letter to my teacher can be delivered,
Xio grabbed her yellow hair and walked out of the church gates as she said in a serious manner, ”After I get the formula, I'll buy that button and try to advance as quickly as possible.”
”Not bad. You've recovered your fighting spirit,” Fors teased with a smile.
Xio didn't say another word as she continued proceeding forward with a solemn expression.
After walking a few dozen steps, she suddenly stopped and said without turning her head, ”I d-don't think I have enough money to buy that button. When the time comes, lend me a little...
”I'll definitely return it.”
Fors was taken aback for a second before chortling.
”Okay.
”If my guess is correct, I should be able to get the subsequent items from my teacher.”
Thursday afternoon. Using the excuse of having some rest, Klein returned to the master bedroom and entered the bathroom. He took four steps counterclockwise and arrived above the gray fog.
He believed that the glass bottle that was filled with the ”potion” had already finished absorbing it.
Sitting at the high-back chair of The Fool, he waved his hand and removed the isolation barrier, pulling his target over.
The transparent glass bottle was already stained with a dark color. It had a mesh pattern on its surface which shimmered slightly, giving off an artistic flair.
It was empty inside, with not a single drop of the potion remaining. The spacious bottle's mouth was covered with a layer of mist that glowed. It made Klein feel as though his gaze was being sucked in the moment it landed upon the mouth of the bottle.
A voice sounded from the bottle:
”By throwing in a hundred gold coins in it, you can fulfill a wish...
”By throwing in a hundred gold coins in it, you can fulfill a wish...”
Who did you learn this from... I have to say, this monotonous statement does have some hypnotic effect... Throwing in a hundred gold coins would be akin to opening the doors of the Body of Heart and Mind and becoming the bottle's slave... Klein did a simple analysis before beckoning for the Unshadowed Crucifix. Using the pressure brought about by the gray fog, he stuffed it into the bottle's mouth.
”You devil!” The voice in the bottle screamed shrilly before it was miserably blocked by the gray fog.