Chapter 1035: Diary Page in Advance

Backlund East Borough, inside a two-bedroom apartment.

Fors picked up a fountain pen and wrote on a piece of paper.

This was a letter for her teacher, Dorian Gray Abraham. It was to tell

him that she was in danger and had no choice but to leave where she used

to stay. Replies were not to be sent there, and if he had sent a letter,

he was to quickly change his address and change identities if possible.

After writing plenty of words, Fors put down her pen, folded the letter,

stuffed it into an envelope, and adhered a stamp on it.

Then, she changed into outdoor attire and left the room with the letter

she wanted to send.

She wasn't inclined towards heading out, but this new residence of hers

not only didn't have alcoholic beverages, but it didn't even have coffee

beans, instant coffee, black tea leaves, daily newspapers, the latest

magazines, or novels.

For these, she had no choice but to personally head out to send the

letter and buy some groceries outside East Borough.

As for Xio, she had already gone out. She wanted to mail a letter to her

former rental apartment, indicating that Viscount Stratford's loyalties

lay with the king. She wanted to see if it could drive Shermane's

observer to take certain actions.

*Seriously, after everything was over, I was so afraid that I nearly

forgot to write to Teacher. If I had finished it earlier, I could've

gotten Xio to do the mailing...* Fors wore a bonnet that had a

fishnet, walked down the dark staircase all the way to the bottom, and

walked out the condominium.

This was in the periphery of East Borough where technical workers and

low-level managers mainly lived. It was relatively safe and even had

paperboys around.

As Fors heard chimes from time to time, she walked slowly along the side

of the street.

At this moment, a postman stopped his bike, took out a stack of

newspapers from his bag, and entered a condominium beside her.

Fors casually glanced at it and discovered that the copy at the top was

News at Sea.

*People who live here will actually subscribe to such a newspaper? Their

job has something to do with maritime trade?* Fors retracted her

gaze as she mumbled in surprise.

However, this wasn't something that was worth paying attention to. She

quickly walked towards the mailbox when she saw it at the end of the

streets.

The postman entered the condominium and found a few targets from the

rows of mailboxes, stuffing the corresponding papers into them.

Shortly after he left, a mailbox was opened and the newspaper inside was

taken out.

The person who retrieved the newspapers walked up to the third story,

opened a room, and sat in a simple reclining chair, rocking in it as he

read through it.

By the side of the reclining chair, there was a black wooden table with

a stack of papers placed on it.

Some of them were stacked neatly with their front page facing up. Some

were bent asymmetrically, revealing the articles. On them were the

corresponding reports:

"Shocking! Crazy Adventurer Made Fugitive"

"Crazy Adventurer Appears Again; An Incredible Hunt"

"The Man Closest to The Kings At Sea, Adventurer Worth 90,000 Pounds"

"Story of Gehrman Sparrow And Three Female Pirate Admirals"

"Shooting To Fame In One Battle, Gehrman Sparrow Attempts Assassination

Attempt on Vice Admiral Ailment At Night"

Shortly after Fors finished her purchases and returned to her rental

apartment, Xio had finished her trip and returned.

The reason for their timely return was because it was Monday and it was

almost three in the afternoon.

Gong! Gong! Gong!

The nearby cathedral's bells resonated as a crimson red beam of light

surged at Fors and Xio at the same moment.

Inside the majestic palace, by the sides of the ancient mottled table,

figures appeared simultaneously, taking corporeal form.

Like always, Justice Audrey stood up first, faced the seat of honor of

the long bronze table, curtsied, and said, "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

*Miss Justice seems rather down... From the looks of it, the news last

night is still affecting her...* The Fool Klein nodded

indiscernibly and acknowledged the Tarot Club members' greetings.

At this moment, Audrey, who wasn't in a good mood, noticed with her

sharp observational skills that there was a bronze cross beside Mr.

Fool's right hand.

*Where did this cross come from? To be placed on the table by Mr. Fool,

it's an item that's at least the level of a Card of Blasphemy... Who

does it originate from? What use does it have?* Questions flew

through Audrey's mind, making her feel an irresistible sense of

curiosity.

This was the first time Mr. Fool was placing something in front of him

that wasn't a Card of Blasphemy!

Immediately following that, Alger, Cattleya, and the other Tarot Club

members also noticed the bronze cross that was more eye-catching than a

card. Like Miss Justice, they couldn't help but guess at the item's

origins, level, and use.

Amongst them, Derrick felt a subtle calling from it. He felt that the

bronze cross was drawing him in.

He then recalled a basic rule taught in lessons at the City of Silver:

Law of Beyonder characteristics convergence!

This is a high-level Sealed Artifact of the Sun pathway?

Derrick suddenly came to a realization.

Fors and Xio recognized the bronze cross to be the Sealed Artifacts that

they had sacrificed. Their pupils dilated as though they were trying to

take a better look.

*Mr. Fool places so much importance on this item? I-it's more important

than what Xio and I imagined?* Fors was stunned and couldn't

hide her curiosity.

When it came to matters involving gods, her thoughts would never develop

towards romance.

Xio shared similar thoughts with Fors, but she didn't say a word. She

believed that Miss Justice would definitely take the initiative to ask.

Just as Audrey was deliberating about raising her hand, Cattleya closed

her eyes, turned her body, and faced the seat of honor.

Before she bowed and spoke, The Fool Klein suddenly chuckled, "Don't

worry. The glasses you conjure can seal your Eye of Mystery Prying."

He knew very well that Ma'am Hermit had already become a demigod by

obtaining godhood, turning into a Mysticologist.

This was partly because Cattleya had prayed to The Fool before she held

the ritual and consumed the potion, hoping to advance under "His" watch.

This way, even if she ultimately failed, she could be blessed and not

lose control or go mad. She could always think of expelling the

excessive characteristic and redo the attempt.

Towards this matter, Klein wasn't too confident about it, because he had

never attempted it before. Divination also didn't give any answers, but

since he had agreed, he believed that if she failed and didn't die, it

was definitely all thanks to Mr. Fool. If she were to lose control or go

mad, she wouldn't care if Mr. Fool was really a cheat. In short, Klein's

main purpose was to give her confidence so that she was in the best

conditions for an advancement attempt. After all, Admiral of Stars

wasn't able to find other existences to give similar blessings.

After witnessing Ma'am Hermit's advancement to a demigod, Klein heaved a

sigh of relief while lampooning inwardly.

*At times, acting as a god is harder than acting like a human. When

believers encounter trouble, there are usually two outcomes---life or

death. Their survival is naturally due to the blessings of deities, and

no one would care if death occurs...*

On the other hand, after becoming a demigod and being able to use more

of the powers of the mysterious space above the gray fog, The Fool Klein

could easily see the Astral Projections of the Tarot Club members; thus,

reading their current Beyonder pathway and Sequence.

After sealing her Eye of Mystery Prying, Cattleya heaved a sigh of

relief and reverently said, "Mr. Fool, there is one page of Emperor

Roselle's diary this time."

*Emperor Roselle's diary? Queen Mystic is done with her matters? But

nothing abnormal happened in Backlund... Yes, no one noticed the

infiltration of Amon in Böklund Street or the demigod battle in Maygur

Manor...* The Fool Klein nodded in an unperturbed manner and

said, "Good. You can think of a question or request."

As he spoke, Audrey, Alger, and company sharply learned something from

this conversation.

Ma'am Hermit was worried that the glasses she conjured was unable to

seal her Eye of Mystery Prying, and this wasn't a worry she had in the

previous gatherings.

*This means that Ma'am Hermit's Eye of Mystery Prying has been

significantly boosted... Hmm, why would there be a sudden boost? S-she

advanced to become a demigod? She's our Tarot Club's second

demigod?* Audrey connected this matter to Cattleya's purchase of

the Mythical Creature's blood and immediately had a guess.

She then swept her gaze at the male members opposite her and realized

that Mr. Hanged Man's seating posture had unknowingly changed. He had

apparently figured that Ma'am Hermit had become a demigod. Little Sun's

gaze was still staring at the bronze cross without any reaction. The

Moon Mr. Emlyn hesitated for a few seconds before looking up at Ma'am

Hermit. Mr. Star was like Little Sun, his eyes somewhat vacant as though

he was waiting for the diary part to pass.

"Honorable Mr. Fool, can this question be accumulated with the next

one?" Cattleya asked.

*Accumulated with the next one... Queen Mystic still doesn't want to

have her mood affected? Then why would she suddenly provide a diary

page? Has she foreseen something?* To maintain his image as The

Fool, he didn't ask why and nodded gently.

"Sure."

Cattleya didn't speak further as she conjured that diary page, only to

see it flash into Mr. Fool's hands.

Klein scanned it seemingly casually, taking in most of the information.

"19th July. Night of the Blood Moon.

"Mr. Door's answer allowed me to confirm one thing. In that ancient

secret organization, the second Blasphemy Slate I saw wasn't complete!"