Chapter 13 Approaching
Above the gray mist, the crimson star representing the "star" also expanded and contracted. The circle of light it opened gradually overlapped with the ripples created by the other three stars, turning into tides that surged and reverberated throughout the mysterious space. There was a slight vibration.
After talking about Klein, Leonard finished praying and waited for Mister Fool's response.
However, nearly a quarter of an hour passed, and he still didn't get any feedback.
"Mr. Fool's response has always been timely..." Leonard couldn't help whispering.
Pales Zarathustra in his mind was silent for a few seconds, and reminded with a slightly old voice:
"Recall the words of 'The Fool' during this time."
Leonard thought carefully, and said slowly:
"During the middle of the week, He reminded us not to go to the forests in the northwest suburbs of Backlund recently...Well, He seemed to imply that next week's gathering might not be held as scheduled..."
"Sure enough." Pallez Zarathustra sighed, "The 'Fool' had some expectations for Amon's appearance, and they may be confronting each other secretly in different fields. Want to keep 'Origin Castle', a new owner who wants to be 'Origin Castle', your former colleague was unfortunately involved in this matter."
"Mr. Fool expected something? Is this a trap he set up for Amon?" Leonard asked with his green eyes brightened.
Pallez seems to have spent a certain amount of time thinking, and his speech speed has slowed down a lot:
"It may be like this, or it may be that Amon took advantage of that trap and took the initiative. Don't underestimate a 'blasphemer', a powerful king of angels."
According to Leonard's current cognition, Mr. "Fool" is either the master of "Origin Castle" who is slowly recovering, and he does not know which god corresponds to it in history, or he is the incarnation of "Original Quality", which is not very good at present In order to fully control one's own authority and power, further geological changes are required.
Regardless of the possibility, Mr. "Fool" can't reach the real god level now, and there is a high probability that he is at the same level as the kings of angels.
Under such circumstances, it is quite normal for Mr. "Fool" to have a fierce battle with that terrifying "blasphemer" for a long time. One of the hidden existences, it is more powerful than the "hidden sages" who are often classified in the category of evil gods, and even the gods will have certain fears.
"..." Leonard tensed up uncontrollably,
He asked worriedly in a low voice, "Old man, is there any way you can help? Isn't Amon your biggest enemy?"
That kind of help may be limited, but it should be able to fish Klein out of this vortex.
Pallez Zarathustra laughed when he heard this, and said with obvious self-deprecation:
"Are you expecting too much from me?
"Indeed, if Amon gets 'Origin Castle', I will definitely die in his hands, and I may not even be able to escape this winter, and if 'Origin Castle' stays with 'The Fool', I may still have a chance in the future survive.
"But am I, an old guy who has just recovered the strength of Sequence 2, capable of interfering in this level of fighting?
"Even if you use the 'reappear yesterday' charm, what can you do in just two or three seconds? Yes, yes, it may help that 'fool' distort the situation at a critical moment, but I can't even deal with them right now." If you don’t know where the battle is going, how can you seize the opportunity?”
Leonard was silenced by the old man's series of words. He immediately lowered his head, raised his hands, pressed the sides of his head, and whispered to himself:
"Could it be that I can only watch like this..."
Pales sighed and said:
"Patience, all we can do right now is be patient.
"The 'Fool' and the night should have a certain tacit understanding and even a cooperative relationship with certain gods and kings of angels. They will not let Amon take away 'Origin Castle'.
"Wait patiently, maybe you will see the opportunity in a short time."
Leonard half straightened his body, tilted his head back, took a deep breath, and let it out again:
"I understand."
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In the waters near Sonia Island, the "Blue Avenger", which was ordered by the Church of the Storm to attack the port and the Fusac merchant ship, is hiding a little outside the safe channel.
Alger Wilson stood behind the window of the captain's cabin, using his super-distance vision to stare at the coastline that was still a long way away.
In the view of this "new" "Ocean Singer", there are many "captains" who accept similar tasks, all of whom are outstanding in the mid-sequence, and this joint operation by them will definitely endanger Fuza effectively grams of sea lines of communication.
And this also means that the blow from Feysac will be strong enough, with a high probability of being led by a demigod of Sequence 4, and the possibility of a Sequence 3 "War Bishop" or "Silver Knight" cannot be ruled out.
For Alger, this was a sufficiently dangerous development, and he didn't want to get himself into similar troubles.
At the same time, the crew, colleagues, and collaborators will monitor each other and not allow anyone to evade actions. If Alger is passive and slows down and walks on the edge of danger, he will have to consider killing most of the crew before long. Turn into a real pirate, or lose the "Blue Avenger" and return to Passo Island to accept the internal trial.
"When this operation is over, there will be no more than one-third of the 'captains' who can still survive..." Alger calmly made an analysis, and quickly had the idea to avoid danger.
That is to be involved in the action, but not at the core.
Alger planned to take the group of people on the ship to Sonia Island in the name of "surprise attack" when the rest of his colleagues attacked the Feysac merchant ship and supply ship frantically, and lurked in the primeval forest, occasionally doing some damage to the port. The nuisance with poor controllability, in this way, the eyes of Fusac's demigods will definitely be cast on the sea, not on his side.
At the same time, in the eyes of the crew, he will be a role model and role model who is willing to take great risks to go deep into enemy territory.
After thinking about all the details, Alger immediately summoned the crew, explained his plan, and finally emphasized:
"It will be very dangerous. Believe me, it is very dangerous. We can't freely advance and retreat like we are at sea, and we may be surrounded by the enemy at any time, but such an attack will surely surprise the Feysacs and bring us what we want result.
"Would you rather stay on the boat and be cowards, or follow me and be a hero, showing devotion to the Lord?"
The crew members were so excited that they spoke impulsively one after another:
"Fuck the Feysacs to death!"
"Very good." Alger clenched his right fist and punched his left chest with relief, "The storm is with us!"
"The storm is with us!" shouted the sailors following in salute.
After arranging this matter, Alger thought it was necessary for him to borrow the "Non-Dark Cross" as soon as possible to expel the extra "Ocean Singer" Extraordinary characteristic—although he exaggerated the danger of landing on Sonia Island, but That would indeed still have certain risks, so he wanted to get back to his best condition as soon as possible.
And he has long understood Mister Fool's previous hints, and thinks that tonight or tomorrow morning, Mister Fool will officially notify the cancellation of the Tarot Gathering.
Of course, Alger also had some guesses in the deepest part of his heart. He suspected that every time Mr. "Fool" canceled the Tarot Club, it was due to a certain situation in his own state. He wanted to use this nominal prayer to test whether this great existence It's normal.
No, no, you can't test God... This is not a temptation, Mister Fool has not hinted that you can't pray to Him recently, and borrowing the "Undark Cross" is something I really need to do in the past few days... Alger paced back and forth , can't make a decision at the moment.
At this moment, he heard the sound of crashing water waves, and through the extra perspective given by the ghost ship, he saw the sea water on the side parting, and a huge fish creature appeared.
The giant, odd-looking fish opened its mouth and spit out a small metal ball, which fell to the deck.
Alger nodded and expressed his thanks with singing.
This is a marine creature domesticated by the Church of Storms. In this operation, it and its companions acted as messengers between the ships and the actual control islands.
After receiving the thanks, the giant fish trembled, flicked its tail, plunged into the depths of the sea, and swam far away.
Alger watched silently for two seconds, and then drew a gust of wind, allowing it to send the metal ball to the captain's room.
After unscrewing the metal ball and taking out the paper inside, Alger just glanced at it, and his eyes froze.
"George III was assassinated and died..." Alger repeated the above content with a slightly solemn expression, and then remembered the reminder from "The World" Gehrman Sparrow and the hint from "Mr. Fool".
This time, he stopped hesitating, sealed off the room, and whispered his honored name:
"A fool who does not belong to this era..."
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These prayers are almost turning into a chorus... Mister "The Hanged Man" wants to borrow the "Undark Cross" from the little "Sun"? Leonard, uh... These voices are layered and ups and downs, making the surroundings seem to vibrate... Klein raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling like he was using an electric drill in all directions.
At this time, he followed Amon into the barren wilderness, and saw that there was a grayish-yellow mist, there were several gullies, and there were many things wandering in the dark depths.
Compared with the monsters that were silently lurking before, the monsters here are quite special.
Amon, wearing a pointed hat, raised his hand and caressed the crystal monocle, pointed to the front and said with a smile:
"In half a day, we should be able to reach our final destination."
"Half a day... Less than a day has passed... Didn't you say three days?" Klein's pupils seemed to dilate.
Amon smiled and said:
"I'm talking no more than three days.
"One day is no more than three days."
Having said that, the King of Angels paused and asked with great interest:
"Did it disturb your arrangement?
"Did it make you more desperate?"
Klein didn't respond, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the void next to him.
Nine Heavens Emperor
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