Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

The emperor's luck was indeed a bit bad. Perhaps it was because the first half of his life was too smooth, and all the ups and downs of fate were concentrated in the later period of his life. Klein nodded in understanding and sighed a few times in his heart.

Russell glanced at the leisurely figure shrouded in gray fog, chuckled and said:

"Do you think that this style of using and bending the rules is very typical of a High-Sequence Thief?"

I had never thought of this. My understanding of thieves is limited to Amon and the old man who parasitized Leonard. As his thoughts drifted, Klein nodded slightly and murmured:

"really."

Russell leaned back slightly, leaning against the back of the chair, supporting his right elbow on the armrest, and said with a serious attitude of thinking and analyzing:

"This idea came from Renekton. You should know him. The fake identity he used when he was out there was Al Tynes. His identity was so fake that if it weren't for the Church of Knowledge, anyone could have found out his true identity with a little investigation."

"'Mystery Voyeurs' are also good at learning. Compared with 'Readers', they can better represent knowledge and are closer to knowledge itself."

"That guy must have had too much contact with Amon. He analyzed and learned a lot of knowledge from him and picked up some of the bad boy's habits."

Naughty kid. As the child of the "ancient sun god", Amon can be considered the neighbor's naughty kid to some extent, but this naughty kid is too malicious towards me and may take my life at any time.

Klein smiled bitterly and shook his head, then changed the subject:

"Why did you meet me?"

Russell paused, forced a smile on his face, and his two beautifully groomed mustaches began to sway. He said in a calm tone:

"I am somewhat curious about the fellow countryman who can understand my diary. I also want to verify a hypothesis of mine: whether the Fool's Follower whom Bernadette met is the same as the Fool himself."

Klein was stunned. He didn't expect how his identity was exposed. Was he relying on the information he got from Bernadette to make inferences?

"It seems I guessed it right."

Russell looked at Klein shrouded in gray fog, chuckled, and then said:

"I have another request. Do not translate those diaries for Bernadette, especially those in which I record my daily life. If she makes an offer that you cannot refuse, you can selectively translate the tips I left for those who come later."

"By the way, don't let Cattleya know too much about the diary. This extraordinary world is too magical. I just took a nap, and when I woke up, Bernadette had an adopted daughter, which made me a grandfather all of a sudden."

Great Emperor, even if you don’t count the time you were hanging in the gray fog, you are already hundreds of years old. Your grandfather is already very young. After complaining in his heart, Klein nodded slightly and said:

"can."

Roselle nodded to Klein and said, "Thank you very much. I hope you can understand how difficult it is for an old father."

Klein sat leisurely in a high-back chair, his thoughts wandering unconsciously. In this state, Emperor Roselle seemed to be younger. He did not have the composure described in his later diaries, nor did he have the deeply hidden madness.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Klein discussed some issues about time travel with Roselle. It was not until the spiritual intuition of the body left in reality was triggered that he ended the conversation with Roselle and left the gray fog.

After pulling open the curtains on the wall to brighten the room again, he walked to the door, turned the doorknob and opened it.

Behind Renekton were Bugs Bunny and two cats, standing neatly at the door looking at him. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously touched his face. When he didn't feel any raised flesh or anything, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Renekton pointed at the two artisan cats wearing the same half-high silk hats as Bugs Bunny and said calmly:

"They want to meet the crazy adventurer Gehrman Sparrow."

Klein looked down at the two fat orange cats and cow cats standing at his feet. Meeting their admiring eyes, he turned his gaze away unconsciously and said hesitantly:

"I've been wanting to ask this before, why does Bugs Bunny imitate German Sparrow? What do you usually teach him?"

"I think I know the answer to that question."

Leonard, wearing a black trench coat and a pair of red leather gloves, walked out from the room opposite. While speaking, he raised a few books that looked like magazines in his hands.

There are several very eye-catching Tutan words on the exquisite cover: The Great Adventure of German Sparrow.

"The Great Adventure series is one of the best-selling novels here. It even has different language versions, making it easier for people living in different language environments to read."

"But I prefer the Black Forest Fairy Tale series. The stories in it are absurd and bizarre enough. They are written with rich imagination, fantasy and exaggeration, and are suitable for people of all ages to read."

Leonard spoke incessantly like an art connoisseur.

Renekton glanced at Leonard, but did not expose the evaluation he had borrowed from others. He retracted his gaze and looked at Klein.

“Do I need to pay you copyright fees?”

“Okay.” Klein nodded calmly.

Renekton was stunned for a moment, then laughed:

"I thought you would be polite. I was ready to nod."

"Great adventurers also need money." Klein resisted the urge to roll his eyes and asked casually:

"What is the Black Forest Fairy Tale series? The Little Match Girl?"

Renekton shook his head and said calmly:

"The Little Girl Selling Dynamite"

"Just kidding, that's another chapter."

"If you're curious about these, you can go to Bugs Bunny's room. He has a complete set of books there."

"It's lunch time now. I'm here to invite you to dine in the restaurant."

"no problem."

Klein and Leonard each responded.

Renekton nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the stairwell with Bugs Bunny and the two craftsman cats.

After enjoying lunch together, Leonard and Klein said goodbye and left, only Anderson chose to stay in Pass River Valley.

Facing Klein's questioning gaze, Anderson shrugged and said indifferently:

"I still have something on me that can attract high-sequence Beyonders from the Hunter pathway. I don't plan to leave here easily before resolving this hidden danger."

Klein, who had transformed back into his appearance as Gehrman Sparrow, nodded slightly to show his understanding. Then, under the guidance of Bugs Bunny, he and Leonard left the manor together.

Patting his already full stomach, Anderson leaned back lazily on the wooden chair and asked casually:

"Can you predict where I can get the potion formula for 'Iron Knight'?"

"Tomorrow's party."

".Ah?" Anderson was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable, then he thought of something, quickly came to his senses, and said in astonishment:

"No wonder I felt familiar with him. It turns out we are all on the same boat. Is the 'Hermit' Cattleya, the 'Admiral of the Stars'?"

Anderson waited for the next day with excitement and anxiety. He lay in the armchair by the window, and from time to time he glanced at the wall clock that he had set to Backlund time.

As the hour hand pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon, thick gray fog suddenly emerged in front of his eyes. A deep red light rose from the gray fog, submerging his entire field of vision.

When he came to his senses, he had already arrived at the magnificent ancient palace above the gray fog. Before he could look around, he noticed that there was an extra member next to him.

Black hair, green eyes, sitting posture is a bit awkward, he is a casual person like me, he looks familiar, I should have seen him before. Anderson looked at the new member sitting next to him, while comparing him with the people he knew in his mind.

He soon locked onto his target, the Beyonder who had previously worked together to deal with Ince Zangwill. It seemed that his name was Leonard Mitchell, a Night Watcher from the Church of Evernight!

Anderson's heart beat uncontrollably twice. He felt as if he had discovered some secrets hidden beneath the calm surface. Was this a hidden collaboration between Mr. Fool and the Goddess of Night? Or was Mr. Fool training an undercover agent?

On the right side of the long bronze table, Audrey, who was about to stand up and salute, also noticed the new member Leonard, and noticed the emotional changes revealed by Anderson.

Did Mr. Tank seem to recognize the new member? Also, he looked around quickly and purposefully from the beginning. Was he looking for someone? Was there anyone he knew at the Tarot Club? Well, it was probably not Mr. Tank, because his gaze did not linger on him just now.

While thinking, Audrey stood up from her seat with great joy, lifted her skirt slightly, and saluted Mr. Fool at the top.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

While greeting, as a Beyonder of the Audience path, she keenly noticed some differences, differences coming from Mr. Fool.

Mr. Fool’s aura became increasingly lofty and ethereal, like a bottomless ocean and an unreachable sky, as if it had merged with the entire palace and the entire space.

In addition to the observant Audrey, Cattleya, who had been promoted to the rank of Mystic, also noticed the changes in Mr. Fool. As her Eye of Prying Mysteries had become controllable, she observed more than Audrey.

Mr. Fool has further revived. According to my speculation, Mr. Fool should have mastered the path of "Fortune Teller". I don't know what authority this gray fog represents. Even though I am a demigod, I still find it difficult to see the specialness of this gray fog.

As her thoughts surged, Cattleya did not forget to greet Mr. Fool who was sitting at the top.

After Leonard saluted and greeted him half a beat late, Klein the Fool casually said:

"This is 'Xingxing', please introduce yourselves."