"On the possibility that the god of knowledge and wisdom is the "Dragon Emperor" who traveled through time.
It is known that the predecessor of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was a Cherubeus beside the ancient Sun God. Before she became a Cherubeus, she was the follower of the ancient god, the Dragon of Imagination, the Dragon of Wisdom. Her origin is unknown.
And he is cautious and scheming..."
Looking at the strange title scrawled on the parchment, Jon scratched his eyebrows.
After a while, I put this problem behind me.
Well~
Anyway, there is no deadline requirement.
He was not in a hurry to complete his 'own' commission.
Compared to that...
Jon tapped his temple with interest, "After showing my 'trunk card', I have to put on a vest for myself."
At the same time, Moretti's house.
"We are so lucky. With such a sum of money, we will be able to move out of here soon!"
"I didn't expect such a good thing to happen. Anyway...thank you goddess, thank you to that gentleman."
Benson Moretti and Melissa Moretti discussed with great interest how to use this 'windfall'
——Benson accidentally met an aristocratic gentleman from Backlund when he got off work. He said that his luggage was lost and he needed a little help. Benson mysteriously gave him a penny as an emergency. The result was no more than half.
After a few hours, the gentleman found his luggage and insisted on paying Benson 0 gold pounds as a reward for his kindness.
Pence for 0 gold pounds.
I'm afraid only those in fantasy would write like this.
But, the fact is so incredible.
The Moretti family is rich!
Klein watched his brother and sister discuss how to spend this huge sum of money, feeling both relieved and horrified.
Fortunately, no one in the family is missing any arms or legs.
What is horrifying is that 'that guy' does have the power to control destiny.
living expenses……
hehe.
I was really clearly arranged.
Thinking of this, Klein's hand unconsciously reached into his pocket.
Inside, there is a square mobile phone.
"By the way, Klein hasn't bought any clothes for a long time. Let's go pick out some clothes for him tomorrow!"
"Yes, since you work in a university, you have to pay attention to your dignity. In the past, life was tight and there was nothing to say. Now that we have the conditions, there is no need to endure hardship."
Not knowing where the conversation was going, Benson and Melissa looked at Klein, who had a calm expression at the same time.
Klein was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile on his lips, "Just use your money on important things, I don't care."
After saying that, he walked into the slightly shabby kitchen carrying the dinner plate.
Let’s not mention Benson and Melissa who were full of doubts. After Klein returned to the room, he sat in front of the table worriedly, placed his cell phone in the middle, and couldn’t help but sigh.
It is said that this mobile phone cannot be damaged and has a camouflage that cannot be seen through by anyone below the level of a true god. Rounding it all off, it is an extraordinary item of extremely high status.
If in the past, he had such an extraordinary item in his hands, he would definitely jump with joy.
but now……
He just felt that he had found a hot potato!
"Alas~"
Klein sighed again.
He couldn't remember how many times he sighed today...
Sad——
A sleepless night.
Monday morning, the sun was shining brightly.
But Klein couldn't be happy no matter what.
Because he clearly remembers what 'that guy' said...
Whether he wanted to or not, Klein still dragged his heavy steps to the hotel yesterday.
However, the situation is different.
"Is that you?" Jon looked at Klein up and down, with a question in his eyes.
Klein:⊙w⊙
Wasn't it great to be the Riddler yesterday? What's going on today?
Change the gameplay, right?
Jon was a little embarrassed and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "I can't remain myself anytime and anywhere. Whenever the Lord comes, I will lose my memory."
Klein:!
He looked very shocked.
Jon continued to 'explain': "You can think of this as involuntary divine descent. You know divine descent, it is the true god descending into the body of a mortal..."
He pointed to himself, "I am that mortal."
Klein looked at Jon with great suspicion, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the other person was telling the truth or a lie.
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.
Then again.
Would a being with a higher status than the goddess of the night be so boring and pretend to be a mortal to deceive herself?
In other words - everything the 'Jon Joestar' in front of you said is true?
The god who can control destiny has indeed left, leaving the scroller in contact with him.
He tentatively said: "You don't remember anything?"
Jon nodded, "Actually, this is the first time you and I have met. But before leaving, the Lord left me a letter, which told me some basic information about you."
As he spoke, he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.
Klein glanced at it, twitched his lips, and said nothing.
Jon continued: "The Lord has told me to stand with you as much as possible because she is very optimistic about your future."
Klein's heart was in a mess and he had a huge headache: "I still don't understand why... why would she fall in love with me?"
Jon shrugged, "Why? I'm also thinking about this question...
With all due respect, Mr. Moretti, you are just a Sequence 9, what qualifications do you have for the Lord to treat you differently!"
Three parts jealous, three parts envy, and three parts unwillingness, Jon's acting skills are extremely proficient and reach the pinnacle.
However, Klein, who had "coward" engraved in his bones, did not believe the other party easily.
What if?
What if the "Master of Destiny" is a pure fun-loving person who likes to watch other people's jokes and enjoy himself secretly?
Although the probability is very low, the possibility cannot be ruled out...
Klein asked, "So, what do I need to do?"
Hearing this, Jon shook his head, "You don't need to do anything deliberately, you just need to be yourself."
After a pause, he spoke again: "The Lord told me that he saw many twisted threads of fate in you. This means that even if you don't do anything deliberately, you will still be involved in many things.
trouble."
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Can't you say something nice about me?
Forget it.
Even if we don’t mention the true god behind this guy - the "Master of Destiny"...
The strength of the Sequence 6 Disaster Priest is not something that a little fortune teller like me can offend.
In the final analysis, we still need to become stronger as soon as possible!
Thinking of this, Klein said straightforwardly: "I need the follow-up magic potion formula of the diviner path."
Jon blinked, "I do have a few copies of the magic potion formula of the fortune teller, but the price is..."
"What? More money!" Klein couldn't help but asked: "You said you wanted to stand with me as much as possible."
"That's my position, but I don't owe you anything, so why should I give you the potion formula for free?" Jon said matter-of-factly.
He gestured twice, "Let's do this. Considering that you are favored by our Lord, I will give you a 92% discount."
92% off?
Klein twitched his lips, "Thank you."
Jon nodded, "You're welcome, this is what I should do."
Changing the topic, he added: "The Lord also told me that you are a mysterious scroller and have a close relationship with the mysterious master above the gray mist..."
Klein's eyes narrowed.
Sure enough, it was for the gray fog!
Fifty-five o'clock in the afternoon.
In the bathroom, boundless gray fog appeared in Klein's sight. His body became lighter, his spirit became lighter, and everything floated.
Above the gray mist, a majestic palace stood majestically like a giant's residence. Klein's heart moved, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared at the top of the long bronze table.
Not long after, he heard the voice of prayer, and a crimson star shone brightly.
"A fool who does not belong to this era."
"The mysterious master above the gray fog."
"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."
"I, Jon Joestar, beg for your attention."
Klein gently pinched his eyebrows and murmured to himself: "I really don't want to drag this guy up."
But thinking of the god behind him, he had to suppress his fearful thoughts and use his spirituality to pull Jon Joestar into this space.
At this point, I can only pray that this gray mist is of high enough status.
otherwise……
The red star's light surged, and the next second, a figure appeared beside the long bronze table.
Klein instantly entered the state, staring at the opponent calmly.
Jon looked at this place curiously, turned his head slightly, and looked at the mysterious and unpredictable being at the top.
"You're pretty good at pretending." He thought to himself, "Second only to me."
With a slight bow, "First meeting, the great - Lord of Origin Castle."
Source Castle...
Klein's heart moved.
But on his face, he said calmly and calmly, "Hello, the twister of fate."
Since he didn't know the specific name of the true god, Crane very cleverly represented the other party only by his power.
Jon smiled secretly in his heart and said respectfully: "Great Lord of Origin Castle, our Lord is already aware of your situation and has personally come in contact with your scroller.
From now on, destiny will open its arms to him."
Is this... a sign of goodwill?
Klein chuckled, "Okay."
A simple word seems to express his attitude.
Jon silently graded Crane's Riddler level, "Haha, it's only the ninth level of mystery power. Compared with me, a great mystery master, it's still far behind...
but……
That’s what makes it interesting.”
Klein didn't dare to speak because he felt guilty, and Jon didn't want to speak because he was happy.
Seeing that the scene had cooled down, Klein could only take the initiative to speak, "I understand your purpose of coming. Choose a card. This will be your status symbol here."
Hearing this, Jon looked relieved, as if he had completed some extremely difficult task.
After calming down, he respectfully drew a tarot card from a stack of tarot cards that appeared out of thin air on the long bronze table.
When you turn it over, you will see a rotating golden wheel on the card - the Wheel of Fortune.
"destiny……"
Is it a coincidence, or is it?
Klein felt a little guilty.
Jon looked as expected.
Klein had no choice but to temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart and said to Jon: "Besides you, there are two other members of my party."
Jon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I see, you have really thought it over carefully... Please rest assured, I will fully cooperate with you!"
No, what do you know? Can you tell me about it?
Three black lines appeared on Klein's forehead.
But the time was almost up, and he couldn't say anything more, so he could only click on the remaining two crimson stars.
In the blink of an eye, the other two figures appeared on the chair.
One of them was wearing a gorgeous long dress, with a delicate face and delicate complexion, looking like an aristocratic lady.
The other has dark blue hair, a resolute appearance, and is wearing a captain's uniform and a sailor's unique striped shirt.
Klein was afraid that the 'veterans' at his party would say something wrong. Before the two of them could speak, he knocked on the table to attract everyone's attention.
"Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man, this is Mr. Destiny who is new to the party."
Mr. Destiny!?
Audrey Hall and Alger Wilson simultaneously looked at Jon sitting on the chair that symbolized the Wheel of Fortune.
Jon nodded and said, "Hello."
"A black-haired young man, young, well-dressed, calm in attitude, not too restrained. Either he has outstanding strength, or he has mastered some secrets that no one else knows, and knows the truth about this party." Alger Wilson was instantly there.
Make a judgment in your mind.
But Audrey Hall was a little confused, "Mr. Destiny...why does it feel like I've seen him before somewhere?"
Needless to say, as a well-known fantasy writer, Jon is also a distinguished guest in various aristocratic literary salons in Backlund. It is not surprising that Audrey Hall met him by chance...
Sensing that the atmosphere was a little weird, Super Chat host Klein quickly cheered up the atmosphere, "Miss Justice, you are already an extraordinary person. Congratulations."
"Can this be seen?" Audrey Hall was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Fool."
Turning his gaze elsewhere, "And of course you, Mr. Hanged Man."
"It's nothing, your speed is faster than I thought." Alger Wilson said calmly.
While he was talking, he quietly observed the new Mr. Destiny, and found that the other party showed no fluctuations, as if he was expected. He suddenly had some other thoughts in his mind.
Destiny and the Fool must have known each other for a long time!
At this time, Jon smiled and said, "Audience, powerful ability, and relatively safe."
Audrey was shocked and subconsciously blurted out: "Mr. Destiny, what do you mean by this?"
Jon didn't answer, but just looked at Klein, who was at the top, as if he wanted to ask.
Kelai was confused, but he couldn't show it. He could only nodded slightly, seemingly acquiescing.
Jon caressed his chest and bowed, leaned back on the chair, and said a piece of news in a nonchalant tone that stunned Audrey Hall and Alger Wilson.
"Because of sequence 1 of the audience pathway, the natural writer was unable to return his attention to reality for a period of time.
As for those guys from the Psychological Alchemy Society, there is nothing to fear.
If everything goes well, Miss Justice, with the help of Mr. Fool, you will be able to rise to Sequence 6 or Sequence relatively smoothly without losing control."
Sequence 6?
sequence?
My Goddess, she has just become an extraordinary person!
Audrey Hall was completely stunned.
Alger Wilson's eyes flickered, wondering what he was thinking.