Chapter 7 Stranded Proposal

After communicating for a while, Derrick "The Sun" suddenly raised a question:

"Dear Mister Fool, when we usually thank you, what gesture should we use?"

gesture? Klein was stunned by the little "sun" for a while.

He never thought of imitating the Church of the Goddess to draw a circle clockwise, and the Church of the Storm to design a prayer gesture for himself with movements such as right fist and left chest.

This is probably the final bottom line of a false god... He complained in his heart.

Seeing Mister Fool smiling but not speaking, as if waiting for himself and others to play, Audrey "Justice" suddenly had a lot of inspiration and thought of a new problem.

She looked around with sparkling eyes and said:

"Everyone, do we also design a covert action to reveal our identity at the same time? We don't have many members in the Tarot Club now, and we don't need to worry about each other appearing on the same occasion. For various reasons, we will become hostile parties, but in the future it will be very difficult. Inevitably, we need a special set of 'signatures' to distinguish who is friend and who is foe."

I have an idea about this... Klein suddenly remembered the secret gestures he knew in his previous life, such as holding a gift.

Just as he was about to manipulate the "world" to make a suggestion, "The Hanged Man" spoke up:

"No, Miss Justice, I don't think that's a good idea.

"Compared with other secret organizations, one of the most notable features of our Tarot Society is that members do not know each other. It will not affect other people, unless someone can fight against Mister Fool and directly enter here, which is obviously impossible.

"Once we have a complete set of 'passwords' and 'passwords', the traitor's betrayal will allow hostile forces to use these methods to fish us out one by one.

"Are you eager to show off your status as a member of the Tarot Society to others?"

"..." Audrey was unable to refute for a while, and could only murmur, "But..."

"Your worries are justified, but this can be avoided by means of regular weekly communication, temporary gestures designed in advance, and prayers to Mister Fool." "The Hanged Man" Alger considered that the other party was about to provide him with a large amount of money. The gold pound, the tone gradually warm.

"Justice" Audrey asked with some insight:

"The simplest example is,

At the Tarot meeting on Monday, I knew in advance the possibility of meeting or even conflicting with a certain member, so I designed a set of temporary gestures to indicate each other's identities. When there is an unexpected situation, there is no time to communicate, and you have some doubts, you can find an opportunity to pray to Mr. Fool to confirm whether there are other members involved? "

"It's roughly like this." Alger breathed out silently.

At this time, Derrick "The Sun" also suddenly said:

"Sorry, I asked a stupid question. Mister Fool never mentioned what gestures to use when thanking Him, just because he was worried that we would be exposed."

He immediately looked at the top of the long bronze table:

"Your will is our way."

I just thought of a special gesture... Klein chuckled lightly and said:

"good."

His eyes shifted to other members, and he said calmly and calmly:

"That's all for today's party."

"Follow your wishes!" All the members except "Moon" stood up at the same time.

Emlyn froze for a second before hurriedly standing up, imitating other members to salute.

Immediately, a crimson light appeared in front of his eyes, and his body felt a slight drop.

Immediately afterwards, his sight returned to normal, and he saw puppets of all sizes in the room.

Phew... It wasn't until this time that Emlyn White calmed down and recalled the first Tarot meeting he attended:

"Except for Mr. Fool, the strength of the other members will not be too strong. Are they all selected for various reasons like me? I have an ancestor behind me, and who is behind them?

"It's ridiculous. At first, I thought that the 'Sun' was a demigod-level powerhouse who had just escaped from the pursuit of an angel. Who knew, he was only at Sequence 8 and was seeking to be promoted to Sequence 7!

"A child who is not polite, he must not be an adult yet! However, the City of Silver and the recurring experience he mentioned are very weird. I have to find an opportunity to ask Mr. Nibais, no, first ask Kasimi and me. Let's see if they know about the City of Silver, hmph, the historical documents of the City of Silver dare to tamper with the deeds of our blood race!

"Miss 'Justice' is from Backlund. She is very rich. She is the daughter of a big banker, or the heir of a big nobleman? Maybe she is a banker or a nobleman herself...

"Miss Magician looked at me very strangely, she must be admiring the noble blood race, she didn't talk much, she didn't reveal much about herself, um, she's a quiet girl.

"Mr. 'The Hanged Man' is a mature gentleman who knows a lot and has a noble character. He is willing to answer questions for new members and provide corresponding help and information. It can be seen that he is very popular. The 'Sun' and 'World' ' are willing to ask him or ask him for help.

"'World' is not a very likable guy. When he talks, he seems to have phlegm in his throat and can't spit it out. I don't even bother to drink his blood. It smells dirty... he Very withdrawn, very good at hiding his emotions, and can easily take out the Extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 6, and promise to provide the Extraordinary characteristics of a 'psychiatrist' within two months... very powerful!"

Various details flashed by, and Emlyn found that the Tarot Society was simple but not simple, and Mister Fool did not interfere too much with the progress of the party.

"He seems to be only interested in the so-called Roselle's diary...but He is willing to provide miraculous convenience to the members." Thinking of this, Emlyn unconsciously felt a little proud of his identity as "Moon".

Looking around at the puppets in the room, he recalled his own problem:

"The 'relic' of 4,000 to 5,000 pounds, the hope of becoming a baron in a short time, really makes me embarrassed..."

At this moment, although Emlyn hadn't made a final decision, he felt that the room had become more gloomy, and felt that he had already shouldered a heavy debt.

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Above the gray mist, inside the ancient palace.

Klein pressed one temple with the thumb and middle finger of his right hand respectively, and rubbed it lightly twice.

In the silent environment, he sat up straight quickly, allowing a small badge to fly out of the pile of debris and land on the long bronze table in front of him.

The badge was only the size of an eyeball, and on the surface it was a symbol of "fate" and "concealment". It was the relic that Klein found from Lanwusi.

The back of it is engraved with the ancient Hermes inscription "hold this thing, you can join", and provides the corresponding party information:

"January 4, 1350, 8 o'clock in the evening, Babur Valley."

The question Klein needs to consider now is whether to take this badge to try his luck in the Babur Valley tomorrow night.

Frankly speaking, his heart is inclined not to go, even if he has been promoted to "Faceless Man" and can make a pretty perfect disguise, he doesn't want to take risks because he doesn't know anything about that party.

Magicians don't do unprepared performances... Klein whispered, took out a gold coin, and held it between his fingers.

He picked up the badge with his other hand and whispered to himself:

"Participating in parties in the Babur Valley is risky."

After several times in a row, he popped out the gold coin with a bang.

The gold coin tumbled and fell, standing vertically in his palm.

This indicates that the divination failed.

"Sure enough..." Klein was not surprised by this.

It's not a matter of not having enough pre-information, it's just not having it at all.

He sat there in silence, only the gold coins rolling between his fingers.

In the end, Klein overcame his curiosity and adventurous spirit and decided not to go.

"But it doesn't mean that I can't get involved in this matter. At 8 o'clock tomorrow night, um..." He drew the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly, and returned to the real world.

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January 4, 10:35 a.m.

Klein stood in front of the mahogany table and picked up a stack of banknotes.

This stack of banknotes has five 10-pound banknotes and ten 5-pound banknotes, totaling 100 pounds, which is exactly the reward paid by the "Hanged Man" through sacrifice.

The 15 gold pounds filled Klein's wallet a lot, and he was finally able to buy the ferry ticket with peace of mind.

After putting away the wallet, he picked up the thin human leather glove on the table and put it on his left hand.

A major feature of "Squirming Hunger" is that when it is not in use, it has a camouflage effect and cannot be detected by most extraordinary means. Therefore, Klein can make it appear between its original appearance, gloves of various colors, and camouflaged skin. Switch, this time, he chose black gloves.

For this reason, Klein also specially prepared a separate right black glove.

Immediately afterwards, he put the brown "biotoxin bottle" into the iron box, sealed it with a spiritual wall, and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his clothes.

As for the "Sun Brooch", as long as it is worn or carried around, it will create a hot summer feeling. Klein had to put it in an iron cigarette case and hide it at the bottom of the suitcase.

"9 purification bullets, 15 demon-hunting bullets, 3 exorcism bullets..." Klein took out the revolver and the bullet box, counting silently while reloading.

Snapped!

He closed the runner, put the pistol into the gun pocket under his arm, put on a black wool overcoat, put on a half-height silk hat, picked up his cane and suitcase, and walked out of the hotel room.

Except for the "All Black Eye" and other unusable items still above the gray mist, he was fully armed.

Taking the carriage, Klein arrived at the "Pritz Harbor Ticket Company" in the White Rose District.

This company is located in a rather old three-story building, and there is a wooden sign with a notice on the door.

Klein walked over, stopped there, and glanced casually:

"Precautions:

"1. Obey the order and strictly line up;

"2. Do not defecate or spit anywhere;

"3. If you have a dispute, please contact the guard in the lobby;

"4. Canned wolffish cannot be opened in any room!"

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