franphil Chapter 271 Two people are more interesting
Chapter 271 Two people are more interesting
Chapter 271 Two people are more interesting
"When there is no soil for survival under the sun, the darkness becomes a breeding ground for life."
Xia'er thought it was good to have more of these evil spirits, because perhaps the colonists would consider being a little more humane.
No. The important thing is the news that there are descendants of Medici living in Banshee, who is the legendary King of Angels.
The Fool thought with a bit of a itch, "If I had known this was going to happen, I wouldn't have gone ashore in the first place..." Well, if he hadn't gone ashore, he wouldn't have been able to help other passengers who were getting off, which was also a dilemma.
"Ahem, the strange things that happened in Bansie a while ago might be related to the Medici family. Mr. Hanged Man could give the church a hint about it."
"World" coughed twice, feeling that he still needed to inform the Church of the True God.
Xia'er was exasperated. "I was the one who messed with you. It was just a little joke. Why did you report me?"
"Mr. Angel, which extraordinary path does 'King of Angels' Medici belong to?"
Miss Justice asked with some curiosity.
"Red Priest...that is, the Hunter's Path."
Xia Er didn't hide it; it wasn't a big secret.
Okay, another name with a sequence number of 0.
Not only was Miss Justice happy, but the other members were also delighted. At this moment, happiness was so simple in the Tarot Club. The innocent Little Sun even reflected on her lack of knowledge, having only completed the general education in Silver City and not being able to access more knowledge.
The simple joy didn't last long before Emlyn was the first to feel a touch of sadness. With only a little over a hundred pounds left in his savings, Mr. Vampire was probably the poorest member of the Tarot Club at the moment, and buying the vampire baron's inheritance seemed a distant dream.
How can someone like me... so poor... save the vampire clan?
The savior, in desperation, turned to the other members of the Tarot Society for help: "Gentlemen, if I'm on an investigative mission and have gathered intelligence, but for some reason I can't report it to that powerful figure, how can I obtain further support?"
Emlyn is really worried now. Because of the Fool's request, he has to hide the news from the adults in the tribe, making him look like a traitor and a spy. He can't even apply for the mission reward normally, and he's so poor that he can hardly afford to support a house full of puppets.
Everyone turned to Alger, the "Hanged Man," for this question, including Shael. Having been wandering around for so long, his ability to properly handle practical problems had actually deteriorated.
"That's simple. As long as you show some unusual behavior, that powerful person will give you some support so that you can show more of yourself, allowing him to better judge your condition."
"The premise is that your mission is important enough; otherwise, taking you down directly is also an option."
After thinking for a moment, Alger gave an idea.
Good idea. Even Lord Nibais can't just take down me, the savior of the vampires, right?
Moreover, I want to improve myself so that I can better save the vampires in the future. Emlyn has figured this out. He has no selfish motives at all. It's all for the vampires. He risked his life to establish contact with Mr. Fool. It would be unreasonable for Lord Nibais not to give him some help.
Emlyn nodded, also helping Alger solve the problem of how to make the entire ship of people temporarily unconscious.
This tarot gathering should have ended like this.
But the "angel" looked at the "magician" beside her and said:
"Want to go out and have some fun?"
Ok? ? ?
Fors, who had already planned how to lie down in the afternoon, woke up with a start.
What are we going to do? Wait, this is a tarot reading session! And it's New Year's Day, I don't want to go out.
The magician quickly shook her head.
Just kidding, the New Year is for relaxing at home and drinking coffee, and why would I invite her if there's something good happening?
"I'll pay for the trip."
"It's simple," said Xia Er.
Fors hesitated for a moment. After all, she still had a family member at home. She had been lying in bed for several days and was currently in a period of laziness. If there was time for her to adjust her condition... Anyway, she would agree, but she would still need to discuss it privately, such as the schedule.
Xia Er didn't press the matter, and turned to invite Miss Justice. Fors panicked and quickly spoke up:
"No problem, I'll go with you."
Just kidding, how could she let such a thing happen? But... Fors looked at Xia Er with a very resentful gaze. She only hesitated for a moment before deciding to replace her?
Audrey, who witnessed this scene, found it somewhat amusing, but also a little regretful. She actually wanted to travel with Mr. Angel, and she had just managed to buy the magical item called Lies, which could change one's appearance. However, her situation was more complicated than Fors's; she would definitely not be able to get past Earl Hall and Lady Catherine.
I'll invite you when I have the chance.
Chaer glanced at Audrey, and the audience member, receiving the signal, unconsciously smiled slightly.
Upon witnessing this scene, Klein, the Fool at the head of the table, felt a sudden stomachache and hastily ended the tarot session.
"As you wish."
Chael also bowed to Mr. Fool.
The light and shadow faded, and the body fell back into the real world.
Xia Er used a teleportation device to go to Salty Fish's house. She immediately stared at Fors, who was lying on the bed, had just opened her eyes, and was stretching. Miss Salty Fish was almost scared out of her wits. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't.
She suddenly remembered that Chael had said he was a follower of Mr. Fool.
Is this the treatment for those who are favored? They're teleported here immediately after leaving the Tarot room?
thump.
Looking at the soft, large bed and the warm, cozy blankets, Xia Er leaned at a 45-degree angle and fell onto the bed without stopping. She casually kicked off her leather shoes, threw off her coat, lifted the blankets, pushed the salted fish to one side, and rested her head on the most comfortable curve.
No... Fors, who had been squeezed out of the center position, looked blankly at Xia'er, who seemed to have become limp as well. Her territorial instincts instantly kicked in. Other things were fine, it was okay to let you lean on the edge of the pillow, but how dare you push me to the side like that?
"Didn't you say you were going to take me on a trip?"
Fors covered the neckline of her nightgown and began to question her.
"What's the rush? We don't need to catch a train."
Xia Er rolled over, turning his back to the other side. He had realized that staying at home and lying flat was the best way to preserve one's humanity, while going out to watch Klein wander aimlessly in familiar waters was just a waste of life.
"I agree!"
Fors wasn't angry at all; instead, she happily crawled back in, wrapped her arms around Xia Er's waist, and rubbed her cheek against his back, inexplicably feeling even happier.
Lying down together with several other people and enjoying the New Year holiday feels completely different.
"Stop fooling around, go open the curtains, I want to read a magazine."
"I don't want to, you go yourself."
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Miss Salty Fish rolled her eyes and then lazily closed them.