When Hugh returned to his house in the Jowood area, he opened the door and saw two salted fish, one large and one small.
What made her feel helpless was that Forsi, who was lying on the sofa, looked even lazier than the doll lying on the soft couch...
"Forsi, have you been a little too lazy recently?" Xio frowned as usual and warned, but Forsi slowly raised his head like a sloth, and then said lazily:
"That's not the case. The last ingredient for the Master of Magic's potion has been found. However, in order to avoid the full moon, I plan to be promoted during the day tomorrow. Then I may have to find a way to play the role of Master of Magic... It sounds like
It’s a very tiring profession, and while I still have some free time, I think it’s right to take more rest now.”
"Forsi, it's not good for you to be like this." Xio looked at her best friend who was about to grow mushrooms on her body, and was about to continue to persuade her, but Forsi preemptively said:
"Didn't you go to see Snow before? He sent you a mission?"
"Well, a debt collection mission." Xio quickly told the commission issued by Snow. After hearing this, Forsi turned over with difficulty, lying on his side and looked at Xio, and said in a very serious tone:
"If you decide to do this commission, you have to hurry up. After all, Backlund's social season is over. Backlund's local nobles are either on their way back to their territories or preparing to return."
"How could I forget this!" Xio slapped his forehead hard, then shook his head and said:
"Viscount Gray Lint, as part of Backlund's social platform, will definitely be among the last to leave. I will go find him tomorrow. You... Anthracene, you will be promoted tomorrow."
…
The gray mist spread again, and each member of the Tarot Society emerged from the gray mist one by one, landing in their own positions as before. Snow's eyes swept across the long table, and he found that there was not one more member, and he felt slightly guilty.
The shoveling action is too slow.
Just when he was thinking about whether to push again, he heard the sweet and light voice of Miss Justice——
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~Good afternoon, Miss Magician~Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man~Good afternoon, Mr. Devil~Good afternoon..."
Following Miss Justice's greeting like a roll call, the members of the Tarot Club responded as usual, and Audrey said in a slightly apologetic voice:
"Sorry, Mr. Fool, I have been on the way to the territory this week and did not get the new Russell's diary."
With Miss Justice at the beginning, other members also spoke one after another, but unfortunately, apart from Mr. Devil, who had a daily diary, only Miss Magic got a copy of the diary this time.
Mr. Fool, who almost had Kavituwa bite him back because of his lack of preparation in the morning, had no idea about this. He reached out and picked up the two embodied diaries. As usual, he looked at Russell's diary first, and then...
"March 6, Madan, the food here makes me almost constipated!"
"It's this again... Well, that's right. After all, it was exhibited in the Russell Memorial Exhibition..." Klein looked at the constipation diary that had already performed a hat trick and cursed helplessly, but he didn't show it.
, but casually placed it under Panridax's diary.
"I don't know what the senior mason wrote this time?"
When Klein thought of this senior, he remembered what Daniz had said to him before. If it weren't for the clown's ability and the gray fog, everyone in the Tarot Club would have been able to see the black line on Mr. Fool's end.
However, complaints are complaints, and Klein's eyes still glanced at the beginning of the diary, and his brows suddenly wrinkled——
"On February 7th, I may have chosen the wrong time to obtain the title."
"Is this the follow-up to the story where you decided to settle down and obtain a title because you met Bernadette?"
This idea instantly came to Klein's mind. Although he did not have an impression of every diary entry, because that diary entry (see Chapter 104) described the decision of senior Panredax to integrate into the world,
He was particularly impressed.
But why do you say you chose the wrong time?
Was there any war in Loen during that time? Or was it involving a certain high-level extraordinary person? If I remember correctly, senior Panridax should also be a demigod by this time, right?
With some complicated feelings, he turned his attention to the second paragraph, and his eyes instantly solidified——
"It would be great if I can be canonized in June, so that I can have enough time to participate in Backlund's social activities, have in-depth exchanges with those noble ladies, and gain enough connections, instead of like now
, just after being canonized, he returned to his fief in despair!"
"So you are addicted to masonry, right?" Klein grinned and complained, but his eyes continued to move downward. To his relief, the content of the next paragraph finally started to become serious——
"On February 13th, I only chose this territory under the guidance of spirituality. I didn't expect that there would be such a secret. I didn't expect that in such a corner, you can still find the relics of the Solomon Empire. It's really interesting.
."
"Solomon! Black Emperor?!" Klein's curiosity was suddenly aroused. As a history major, he immediately looked down -
"Hell, can't you put some antiques for me in the ruins? Even if you want to put books, why don't you put some occult teaching materials for me? Why are they all like this? What if I get entangled by those crazy people from the Aurora Society?
"
"No, these things that record the secrets of the true creator must not be left in your hands, but if these things involving gods are destroyed, it may attract the attention of high-ranking beings..."
"I decided to seal it up through occult methods... I hope it will be useful... Well, it will definitely be useful. After all, this thing has been buried for thousands of years and has not been found. It's all my fault! Diviners must know how to curb their curiosity.
Heart!"
"Damn the Solomon Empire, you just believe in the true Creator. Why do you have to make this kind of thing so strong? Ancient books that are incorruptible for thousands of years are enough!"
"I dug a dungeon in the forest behind the territory to store these damn things, but it seems a bit too big? Well, maybe I can put my test items in it in the future... How can there be such a strong thing?
Visual sense?”
"Illusion, it must be an illusion..."
…
Looking at Mr. Penridax's diary, Klein also felt a strong sense of déjà vu. After a brief recollection, he remembered the origin of this sense of déjà vu——
"Our family is in decline..."
So, should I ask Mr. Devil——
"Do you still remember your family's ancient and deep mansion?"
ps: The whole building is shaking due to renovations downstairs, which really interferes with writing. Only when work is stopped at noon can I calm down and write something...
