Chapter 294 Time Angel and Fantasy Angel

The Fors family.

Forsi, who was successfully promoted to the Sequence 8 Magic Master, was currently wearing a light blue floral dress and lying lazily on the sofa. The book she originally planned to read today was casually placed under her head as a pillow.

If nothing happened, she would lie like this every day and let Xio help her feed her. How wonderful life would be.

But she could only yearn for this beautiful life a little bit, and now she had a discovery that made her very troubled.

She followed the guidance of the stars and joined the mysterious organization Tarot Society, and successfully met the villain boss Mr. Fool, and also had a good relationship with Miss Justice.

Originally, her goal was to lurk in this evil organization. On the one hand, she would serve as an informant for the stars, and on the other hand, she would collect evidence of their evil deeds, and then work with the stars to destroy the evil organization.

But as she joined the Tarot Club for longer, she discovered that the people in this organization were not as scary and evil as she thought. On the contrary, Miss Justice and Mr. Sun were very good people after coming into contact with them.

In particular, Mr. Sun is extremely innocent, like a child who has not grown up yet, full of innocence, although he is gradually maturing now.

There is also the newly joined Mr. Moon, who claims to be a noble vampire, and his whole body reveals a childishness that cannot be hidden.

Maybe she should remind the stars that the members of this organization are not so evil.

The real source of trouble should be the organizer Mr. Fool. He likes to collect Russell's diaries and often assumes a mysterious attitude. At first glance, he looks like a scary person with a deep mind and a smile on the outside.

"Why are you lying on the sofa again? Didn't you say that you are going to work hard recently and start a new book?"

Xio, who returned from outside, started scolding Forsi who was lying on the sofa as soon as he went out.

"Struggle is necessary, and new books must be opened, but when it's time to rest, you must not use this time to work. This is disrespectful to the rest time." Forsi replied lightly, looking at Xiu Shu What I brought back from school.

Various cooking ingredients, no finished cooked food, and no additional small desserts, bad review.

Forsi curled his lips, turned over, and turned his back to Xio.

"Pay attention to your eyes. Do you think I don't want to buy something delicious?" Xiu put the ingredients he was carrying on the kitchen stove and walked out with a helpless expression on his face: "Since Since the Chinese New Year, you have been lying at home to rest, citing some Spring Festival sequelae, and are not in any hurry to write. We are not the lucky ones like Miss Audrey who can wait to receive money. Forsi, if this continues, we will You can’t support yourself.”

"It's not that serious, is it?"

"How long has it been since you went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables? The price of vegetables is now twice as expensive as before the New Year. It is said that the temperature was too low during the Spring Festival, causing a large area of ​​farmland to fail."

Foer thought for a while and felt that she could not make any sense on this topic. She then said, "Xio, I should make more money than you every month, right?"

"..."

Xio, who was about to say something else, opened his mouth, his face turned slightly red, and after saying "I'm going to cook", he turned around and returned to the kitchen.

At night, when Xio was lying in the room sleeping, Forsi secretly prayed to the stars.

There is no way, there are still many people in Backlund looking for the whereabouts of the followers of the stars. A week ago, there was a person who was mistaken for a believer of the stars and his body was dumped in a trash can in an alley.

The familiar starry sky illuminates a small room. The restrained starlight does not leak out at all and will not attract the attention of people outside.

When Hasta listened to Forsi's respectful and anxious report, he really wanted to say: "Why are you so addicted to drama?"

He remembered that he only gave Forsi a guide to join the Tarot Society. He did not say that the Tarot Society was an evil organization, nor did he say that Mr. Fool was the leader of the villain.

Forsi used her brain, which was good at making up stories, to come up with too many random thoughts.

In response, Hastur could only say with a slight chuckle: "Mr. Fool is a pretty good person, you don't need to be so nervous."

"Ah, do the stars know that Mr. Fool?" Forsi felt as if he had become a clown, and his cheeks began to heat up.

"We know each other, we are old friends."

In order to dispel Forsi's miscellaneous thoughts, Hasta didn't mind telling her more information.

Old friend...

Forsi lowered her head and took a deep breath. She felt like she really had become a clown.

It was another Monday afternoon. After finishing the matter at hand, Klein leaned back on his seat, took out an exaggerated pocket watch wrapped with a gold chain, and looked at the time.

There were still twenty minutes before the Tarot Club meeting was to be held. He closed his eyes slightly and let himself fall asleep. When it was almost three o'clock, he got up and went to the bathroom, walking four steps backward to reach the gray fog.

I don't know if I have too many distracting thoughts in my mind recently, and even this floating gray mist is a little weirder than usual.

The pleasant Tarot session started with Russell's diary. Klein received three more Russell's diaries from Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man.

In addition to some romantic affairs, there are two more valuable pieces of information mentioned in Russell's diary this time.

A blasphemy card created by Russell was left in a book disguised as a bookmark and has not been discovered yet.

Sequence 0 of the audience path is a visionary, and the 008 that fell into the hands of Ince Zangwill was a powerful sealed object on this extraordinary path.

Klein was very interested in the undiscovered blasphemous card. If it happened to be his fortune-teller path, it would save him a lot of time and money.

Of course, such a coincidence would also make him more vigilant, in case he was accidentally tricked by 008 again.

The Roselle Memorial Exhibition in Backlund was still open, and he could try his luck tomorrow.

Audrey, who was sitting at the bottom, looked up slightly and glanced at Mr. Fool who was thinking seriously, and was a little embarrassed.

This week's page of Roselle's diary was already her last draft. It was Mr. Hastur who left her eight Roselle diaries before leaving Backlund, so that she could provide them to Mr. Fool stably every week.

She exchanged this for various transactions and Mr. Fool's answers to her questions, and grew up quickly.

At present, she is on par with Mr. Hanged Man in the sequence, which is considered the first level in the Tarot Club.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously straightened her back slightly, and looked around at the others with a little pride.

"You can start." Klein put down the Roselle diary in his hand, indicating that they could trade and talk freely.

This week's Little Sun Story Club has talked about the gains from exploring the ruined temple.

"The chief told us that when the omniscient and omnipotent God looked at this land, he was surrounded by eight angel kings, including the descendants of God."

Derrick recalled and said: "The chief suspected that Amon was the angel of time among the angel kings, and the one on the mural was the angel of fate, the tail-swallower Ouroboros."

Eight angel kings, this is a major secret!

Audrey was very excited. This feeling of gradually clearing the fog of history and approaching the mythological era was so exciting!

She suppressed her excitement and asked in a calm tone: "Mr. Sun, what are the titles and names of the other six angel kings."

"The chief didn't say, and I don't know..." Derrick lowered his head in shame.

I really want to know the answer!

Audrey couldn't hide her curiosity, and her eyes subconsciously looked at Mr. Fool at the top of the bronze long table. His eyes contained wisdom that saw through everything. He must know the answer to this question.

Her eyes turned into desire, which made Klein's heart jump, but he still tried to control the urge to twitch his mouth.

Miss Justice, what's that look?

What are you looking at me for? This question is too difficult, I can't do it...

Of course, he also guessed about the identities of other angel kings, but after all, it was just a guess. If he was wrong, wouldn't it be a loss of face for Mr. Fool?

How can he maintain a mysterious and great image in front of the Tarot Club in the future?

Klein inexplicably remembered a sentence he had seen before: When you hear someone mention an unknown field or talk about knowledge you don't know, you usually have a sense of admiration, but when someone mentions a related field you are familiar with, you will find that the person is just pretending and has no real knowledge in his stomach.

God knows what valuable content Little Sun will find in that area in the future, what if he exposes Mr. Fool's true face...

But this time, Miss Justice actively demonstrated her studious spirit of asking questions when she doesn't understand.

Seeing that Mr. Fool had no intention of actively revealing information about the Angel King, she used the Roselle diary that she had accumulated recently to exchange for the answer to this question.

Moreover, on this issue, she did not choose to talk privately, but generously shared such knowledge with every member of the Tarot Club for free.

Klein's head hurt a little, and he really wanted to hold his forehead with his hand, but his expression was still calm, and his eyes were full of application, as if he was brewing something.

In fact, he was constantly complaining in his heart: "Miss Justice, you don't have to be so diligent and studious. You are so rich, and you are still so diligent in studying. How can we ordinary people live?"

"And you share it in public, are you trying to make Mr. Fool look ridiculous in public?"

"Alas, it seems that I have to try to think of a better excuse."

In the face of such a situation, he always has to spit out some dry goods, and can't just use unfathomable words to fool them.

Otherwise, if he listens too much, he will only appear too ignorant.

Miss Justice, you really gave me a difficult problem.

But soon Klein started laughing. He might have questions he couldn't answer, but Mr. Fool didn't.

With his wisdom, he would definitely be able to come up with a gimmick, no, a reasonable explanation for the difficult question in front of him.