Chapter 461: The Kind and Enthusiastic Hanged Man

Unlike the past, Derrick was clearly smarter. He didn't clumsily rely

only on words to provide a description.

After receiving Mr. Fool's permission, he conjured a series of scenes

from the memories that he could recall. He showed the exploratory

process and the points he found important to The Hanged Man, Justice,

The Magician, and The World in a fragmented fashion, and then he

included some explanations for them.

The walls that had collapsed in the darkness, the streets that passed

through the destroyed buildings, the stone pillar-propped white and blue

ancient temple that was covered in dust under the light of the animal

hide lantern, the statue that hung upside down from a pitch-black cross,

the series of murals depicting the Fallen Creator who suffered from the

sin in place of humanity, the exceptionally alluring "mushrooms," the

statue at the altar that had strangely opened its eyes, and the young

yellow-haired Jack who had been hiding in the back---all these scenes

took shape and were reflected in the eyes of the Tarot Club members in

the most direct and realistic manner.

The gloomy and dark tone, the sense of crisis with every step that was

taken, and the bizarre development that The Sun was experiencing made

Audrey rather excited. She became extremely interested in what he was

saying.

*This is the situation around the City of Silver... It's more attractive

than any novel I've ever read... This is the charm of mystery,

uncertainty, and terror combined... Of course, to the humans who live

there, this isn't a good thing...* Audrey's thoughts were in

disarray. She wanted nothing more than to immediately become a

powerhouse at the level of a demigod and venture into that region ruled

by darkness and storms.

Klein watched and sighed emotionally.

He was sighing because it truly wasn't easy for the City of Silver to

last all this time in such an environment. He sighed because Little Sun

still wasn't smart enough and had no experience. Otherwise, he would've

been able to completely present the events that happened in the form of

a movie or documentary. It would certainly be exciting and attractive!

*However, this way, the description would take too long. My spirituality

wouldn't be able to endure if everyone were to watch such a movie. Also,

the longer one stays above the gray fog, the more likely it is that

something bad will happen in the outside world...* Klein

suddenly felt lucky.

Alger finished watching in silence as he thought over it. He got The Sun

to pick a few important points he had chosen to present them above the

long bronze table. Among them included the mural of the Fallen Creator

resisting the six "evil gods."

"Which evil gods are these?" Alger looked at the octopus with lightning

wrapped around its body, black waves at its feet, an avian-feathered

cloak on its back, and a three-pronged trident in its hand as he began

to make connections.

Derrick shook his head honestly.

"I don't know. I thought you would know them."

Audrey and Fors cast their gazes over at the same time, carefully

observing them several times, but they still failed to come up with any

guesses.

They had originally thought that these were six of the eight ancient

gods from the legends of the City of Silver, but they couldn't find a

suitable match. After all, there was a dragon, an elf, a giant, a

phoenix, and an Annihilation Demonic Wolf, while there was only one

giant in the mural.

This... The Fool took a serious look and his pupils nearly

contracted.

In consideration of his standing, he had only taken a cursory look at

the mural in the beginning, but now, he finally realized that something

was wrong.

*This is very similar to the statues of the six gods which I saw in the

Tudor family's underground ruin, except that one is a normal version and

the other is a corrupted version... It really is a bit hard for people

to look at it directly, especially Earth Mother, Lord of Storms, and

Eternal Blazing Sun. Not only have they been sullied as evil gods, but

they're even akin to ugly monsters...* Klein didn't feel a sense

of sudden enlightenment from having realized the truth. He had expected

the True Creator to disparage the six gods and distort their images.

*However, I can't completely ignore the possibility of this mural

appearing. Just like how I had always thought that the orthodox gods

didn't have a human form, with only symbols left. As a result, the

statues in the ruins of the Tudor family have made me less certain... It

seems like the establishment of the images of the gods have undergone a

long evolution, and many secrets are hidden within...* Klein was

relieved when he saw that Miss Justice was focusing on examining the

mural and didn't pay attention to Mr. Fool's attitude.

Because it involved whether or not Little Sun could get out of the

strange predicament of repeating that short period of life, he decided

to tell them what he knew.

Of course, the long introduction and display of the images of the six

gods inside the underground ruin didn't fit the identity of The Fool. He

intended to control The World to complete this task.

And this was in line with his goal of making The World and Sherlock

Moriarty equivalent.

*The Fool should enigmatically say, "Evernight, Sun, Storm, Wisdom,

Earth, Giant," and then give no explanation, with superfluous

descriptions...* Klein thought for two seconds and let The World

say in a hoarse voice, "I've seen similar statues."

After attracting everyone's gaze, he paused and added, "In an adventure

to a Fourth Epoch ruin."

Audrey was very interested, but she maintained her basic level of

restraint.

"Mr. World, what kind of statues were there? Can you show it to us? Of

course, if you aren't willing to, or if you require compensation, it's

negotiable."

"There's no need, as this might also solve some of my doubts." The World

smiled darkly.

He acted by making a request to Mr. Fool, and when he got permission, he

conjured the statues of the six gods and their corresponding Sacred

Emblems.

With her head against the full moon, the lady, who wore layers upon

layers of hazy dresses that didn't repeat, gave off an exceptionally

beautiful feeling. On her long black skirt, there were also specks of

starlight, as if it were a night sky, and on top of that, that iconic

Evernight Sacred Emblem. Audrey immediately recognized her to be the

Evernight Goddess she worshiped.

This statue was most similar to the evil god in the upper left corner of

the mural, but its face was more human, and there were no strange eyes

hidden around it!

What sacrilege! This is sacrilegious to the Goddess! Audrey

was a little angry, but she quickly calmed down.

*As the most infamous evil god, it's expected that the True Creator

would let his followers disfigure the Goddess... But, why would there be

a humanoid sculpture of the goddess in the underground ruins... Isn't it

said that the orthodox gods only have symbols?* Audrey frowned

slightly, lost in thought.

Alger felt somewhat enlightened as he said with a sigh, "So the murals

depict the distorted images of the six gods.

"'They' really had humanoid images in the past..."

*Perhaps this is the reason why the Churches have always been trying to

find the Forsaken Land of God... As for the Forsaken Land of God, it's

most likely hidden in the depths of the Sonia Sea. Yes, it definitely

doesn't exist in a normal state; otherwise, it would be impossible for

the deities to not notice it...* Alger added silently inwardly.

The Sun was first taken aback before he came to a realization.

"Mr. Hanged Man, are these the deities that all of you mentioned

before---the Evernight Goddess, the Lord of Storms...?"

"Yes," The Hanged Man gave an affirmative answer.

"What do 'They' have to do with the apocalypse? What does it have to do

with our land being forsaken by the Lord?" Derrick subconsciously

pressed.

Unfortunately, no one could answer him.

Fors raised her hand in confusion.

"Why is there no God of Steam and Machinery?"

This was the god she believed in.

In the Northern and Southern Continents, the seven gods had always been

equal!

"Rumor has it that the God of Steam and Machinery, also known as the God

of Craftsmanship, wasn't born until the Fourth Epoch. From the looks of

it, it's true, and the time node at which 'He' was born seems to be in

the late Fourth Epoch, not in the early or mid-Fourth Epoch..." The

Hanged Man said, a mixture of explanations and guesses.

He had an unconcealable enthusiasm for such topics.

So that's the case... Fors felt a little guilty as she had

never read the Steam and Machinery Bible seriously, and her faith

appeared as just a way of life.

Derrick didn't harp on the previous matter and instead asked, "Is this

mural the key point?"

"Perhaps, you can try to break it, but don't, heh, don't let the chief

suspect you." The Hanged Man was about to say that he shouldn't attempt

to pronounce the honorific names of one of the six gods, or else 'He' or

'They' might directly descend into the Forsaken Land of God, but after

careful consideration, he realized that the Little Sun didn't know the

corresponding honorific names at all.

"Alright. Thank you, Mr. Hanged Man. You're always so kind and

enthusiastic. Also, Miss Justice, Miss Magician, and Mr. World, you are

similarly as kindhearted," Derrick thanked them sincerely.

Kind? Enthusiastic? The Hanged Man was momentarily unsure of

how to react.

This was the first time that someone had used such words to describe

him.

After the discussion was over, Klein suddenly remembered something. In

the previous exploration of the abandoned temple of the True Creator,

the City of Silver found the name "Rose Redemption." However, it didn't

seem to pay attention to this.

*It can't be ignored... According to the evil spirit in the underground

ruin, this extremely secretive organization is an organization led by

fallen angels, and it is in no way inferior to the Twilight Hermit

Order. Perhaps the "cyclic time" was set up by them...* Thinking

of this, The Fool, who was sitting upright in a high back chair,

leisurely adjusted his posture and used his fingers to lightly tap the

edge of the long, mottled table.

Audrey immediately turned her head and looked at Mr. Fool in excitement,

waiting for 'Him' to give a hint.

The Hanged Man, The Sun, The Magician, and The World also looked

expectantly at Mr. Fool.

Amid the fog, Klein chuckled and said, "Rose Redemption."

*Rose Redemption? What is that... The key point to getting out of this

predicament? That's right, there's such a name in the corner of a mural

near the top of the temple!* Derrick seemed to understand

something.

Alger, Audrey, and Fors also recalled and gave the name "Rose

Redemption" high importance, but they didn't fully understand the true

meaning that Mr. Fool was trying to convey.

"Honorable Mr. Fool, what does Rose Redemption represent?" Audrey raised

her hand and took the initiative to ask.

This time, Klein didn't respond other than giving a short laugh.

His idea was very simple. The organization, the Rose Redemption, was

intricately tied to the True Creator. No matter what happened in the

temple, it would always point to them in some way.

As for whether this name was a so-called key point, Klein wasn't sure or

worried. After all, he held the right to interpretation.

If The Sun and the others misunderstood the real meaning, how could it

be Mr. Fool's fault?