On Friday afternoon, when Klein finished memorizing the guest list and corresponding topics for tomorrow night's dance, the unshakable voice of prayer also sounded in time.
Even without looking at his watch, just based on his biological clock, Klein could conclude that this should be the prayer that Mr. Devil performed during dinner. However, in order to avoid accidents, he got up and left the semi-open room with a large balcony and returned to the master bedroom. In the bathroom.
He took four steps backwards and entered above the gray mist, and sure enough he saw Mr. Demon's crimson stars that were constantly expanding and contracting.
"You have already become Sequence Three, and you are still praying so devoutly. By the way, what is Sequence Three of the Hanged Man's Path? Well, Mr. Devil has never purchased potion materials in the Tarot Club. I don't even know if he has There is a transfer to an adjacent route.”
After reading Mr. Devil's prayer content, Klein regretted not bringing Zi Wei with him so that he could wind up the clockwork for today.
But at this moment, another crimson star also began to expand and contract.
"Is it Mr. Hanged Man?" Klein stopped his random thoughts and expanded his spirituality to pray. The slightly distorted voice of the Hanged Man suddenly sounded in his ears.
This gentleman asked the Great Fool to tell the world and the devil that he had arrived at Bayam, the capital of the Rhosid Islands, the "City of Kangai". As long as he replenished supplies, he could go to the primitive island.
The reason why he sent this message was to let the world prepare in advance so that it would not be too late to meet him. He also said that if he was not ready, he could arrange for the Blue Avenger to go on duty.
"Blue Avenger? Aren't you going to bring a large group of sailors from the Church of Storms? How long can the anesthetic gas provided by Emlyn last? What is enough time to explore?"
Klein thought for a moment, and immediately manifested Gehrman Sparrow. He first notified Mr. Devil, and after receiving a free reply, he asked him to once again assume a pious prayer posture and consider it. The tone said——
"No need to go to such trouble. You should be able to move around freely in Bayam. See you at the cemetery outside the city at 12 o'clock tonight. Replenish your supplies before then."
"Well, this tone should be in line with Gehrman Sparrow's acting style." After recording several times, Klein finally nodded with satisfaction and passed the edited picture to the Hanged Man.
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At night, Alger left behind the sailors who went to the casino and the Red Theater to vent their anger, and came to the outside of the city alone. His Sequence Five physique was enough for him to get out of the car on the narrow and rugged road. Soon after, he realized something question--
Why did the familiar landform suddenly change?
If his memory is correct, there should be a mountain here!
Did you get lost?
Alger frowned, searched his memory for a moment, and finally recalled what the church deacon once told him——
Gehrman Sparrow almost destroyed Bayam, and demigods seemed to be involved in that matter...
Thinking of this, Alger couldn't help but adjust his inner mind to the pyramid composed of Tarot Society members, once again improving his status in the world.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded——
"Young, you must be the Hanged Man, right?"
When Alger heard this, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he twisted his neck at an extremely slow speed. Then, he saw a handsome young man, and in his hand, a gold coin was being tossed up.
Alger's dynamic vision instantly captured the symbol representing Mr. Fool and the image of the devil holding a chain on the gold coin. He took a deep breath and said:
"Are you a devil?"
"That's right, but I have no intention of hiding my identity, so if you want, you can call me Snow. Snow von Penridax, this is my name." Snow said with a kind smile.
Alger maintained his somewhat indifferent expression, nodded and said:
"Alger..."
Before he finished speaking, Alger suddenly felt something in his heart. He turned his head sideways and looked not far away. Next to the relatively well-preserved cemetery, in the dark environment under a giant tree, a figure was quickly outlined.
He put his hand on the top hat and slowly raised his head. If it wasn't Gehrman Sparrow, who could it be?
"You came later than I thought." Snow greeted with a smile. Klein restrained the corners of his eyes from twitching and pretended to be indifferent:
"This is the time we agreed on."
The conversation between the two was very brief. Even though Gehrman's tone was cold, Alger still sounded familiar, and the two people in front of him had an aura of strong men that was hard to describe in words. This made Alger
Jie's pride in becoming Sequence Five disappeared in an instant.
He took two steps forward with the lantern in hand, looked at Gehrman Sparrow, and said deliberately:
"The traces you leave here may not disappear for hundreds or thousands of years."
"You should say this to Mr. Devil." Gehrman glanced at Snow indifferently, even with a hint of dissatisfaction.
Alger was slightly startled when he heard this, and immediately turned to look at Snow, only to see Snow spreading his hands and saying:
"In the final analysis, it was you who caused the incident. I helped you at least, so you wouldn't have to ask me to carry the arrest warrant for you, right? I'm not like you who can feed the whole family without being hungry. I have a lot of people in Bayam.
Industrial!”
"..." Alger looked at the two people who seemed to be in tit-for-tat but were actually exchanging compliments in the industry, and suddenly felt that he was a bit redundant.
He did not show his shock or astonishment, and did not dare to test more, so he asked instead:
"Shall we go to that primitive island now?"
Hearing this, Snow turned his head and glanced at Klein and said:
"Should I do it or you do it?"
Klein suddenly felt a little regretful. If it were just Mr. Hanged Man, he would not have any psychological pressure at all playing Hermann. However, Mr. Devil is someone he has known since Tingen. In such a person who knows his true nature
, and even saw him pretending to be a ruthless adventurer in front of people dressed as women, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.
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However, he still had to act when he should do it. He stretched out his hand and pressed the brim of his hat slightly, and said in a calm tone: "You do it."
"What do you mean? Demons can also use teleportation abilities?" Alger was slightly startled when he saw Snow suddenly stretched out his hands and poked the air forcefully, and a crack appeared in the air. The crack appeared in Snow's face.
It slowly unfolded under the power of both hands, and formed an illusory door within three seconds.
The island shrouded in accumulated mist was reflected on the other side of the door. Although there was an illusory door between them, Alger still recognized the island at a glance.
Before Alger could speak, a hand was already placed on his shoulder. The next moment, the scene in front of him passed quickly. When he opened his eyes again, the three of them were already at the edge of the deep and dark forest.
