Chapter 295 Mr. Fool: The Fall of the Old God, the Birth of the New God

Chapter 295 Mr. Fool: The Fall of the Old God, the Birth of the New God

Mr. Fool's calm eyes swept over every member of the Tarot Club. They were all waiting for his next words.

"You have heard of one, Adam of the Twilight Hermits. He is also an Angel King. Well, he is also Amon's brother and the son of God."

Mr. Fool spoke moving words in a calm tone.

Since the Son of God is the Angel King and Amon is one of the Time Angels, there is no reason why Adam, who is also the Son of God, cannot be one.

Amon is an Angel of Time, so Adam in the Audience Path should be called a Utopian Angel. After all, the Sequence 0 of this Path is a Utopian.

In the shocked eyes of the Tarot Club, Mr. Fool threw out another heavy news storm.

"The Angel King is very close to the throne of God. After the fall of the Ancient Sun God, a new God was born."

This statement was not made up by Klein, but a very reasonable speculation.

Judging from the status of the Angel King, they are basically only one step away from the throne of God. So after the fall of the Ancient Sun God, there must be a God among the eight Angel Kings.

Also, judging from the name of the Angel King, since there are Angels of Time, Angels of Fate, and Angels of Imagination, there may be Angels of Wisdom, Red Angels, Angels of Power, Angels of Light, and Angels of Darkness.

Judging from the current seven gods, except for the God of Steam and Machinery who finally ascended to the throne, it is unlikely that he is the Angel King under the Ancient Sun God. Other gods may meet his guess.

For example, the God of Eternal Sun can be the Angel of Light, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom may be the Angel of Wisdom.

The most important thing is that this sentence is not so clear.

And no one can find fault with it. After the fall of the Ancient Sun God, didn’t seven new gods appear later?

This is a very accurate sentence, and it is very high-end, enough to deal with the people of the Tarot Club.

Mr. Fool sat at the head of the bronze long table, always maintaining a faint smile, overlooking the changing expressions on the faces of the people of the Tarot Club with a condescending attitude.

In their opinion, they did not say it clearly because these messages involved the gods. If they were told, it would be a disaster rather than a blessing.

They were probably still thinking that Mr. Fool was so gentle, and they were thinking about what to say to take care of low-sequence beings like them.

This level was considered to be dealt with, and Mr. Fool was very satisfied, and Klein was naturally satisfied.

In the following conversations and transactions, everyone in the Tarot Club was more cautious and low-key than in the past. Today, they heard the secrets of the gods.

Except for a certain vampire with a big nerve and the simple and kind Little Sun, everyone else felt heavy in their hearts, which was the weight of the secret history.

After the Tarot Club this week, Klein finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was not an easy task to always find the right words to fool them.

Fortunately, he now has enough experience in how to play the role of Mr. Fool.

After resting for a while on the gray fog, Klein left the gray fog, washed his hands and face, wiped them clean, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

When the members of the Night Watch team joked that he had stayed in the bathroom for so long, Klein just pretended to smile bitterly and rubbed his stomach. This way, it was easy to get away with it and gain a lot of care.

Being able to go to the bathroom at any time with pay is a very comfortable treatment at work for Klein.

At six o'clock in the evening, Klein returned home and began to prepare dinner for tonight.

Benson, who had been waiting for the exam news at home and had been free recently, took the initiative to take on the task of cooking dinner, but was ruthlessly rejected by Klein and Melissa.

As for the reason... the moonlight tonight is really good.

After finishing the kitchen work and eating dinner, Benson took the initiative to take over the work of washing dishes and cleaning up. This time no one rushed to do it with him.

Klein changed to a comfortable posture, lying on the sofa, half-squinting his eyes and looking at Melissa who was concentrating on fiddling with some of her own equipment under the light, and occasionally looking at Benson who was working in the kitchen to see if he made any mistakes.

Such a life is plain and beautiful.

He always thought that he longed for such a life, so he would give such an answer to the question that Count Hasta Campbell asked him before leaving Backlund.

But when he really lived such a leisurely and plain life, he felt that something was missing.

Since he came to this world, he has been encountering various problems. Those events that were enough to threaten his life have forced him to make continuous progress and go further to the extraordinary world.

After coming to Backlund, everything in life suddenly became comfortable. There were not so many things to encounter every day. He could spend every day smoothly and live with his relatives. Even Ince Zangwill, who had once harmed Tingen, was dead.

Life was constantly moving in the direction he hoped for.

But the joy on his face was getting less and less. Perhaps he would not cherish things that could be easily obtained too much.

In the past few nights, he often dreamed that he was away from Backlund alone and went to other places for adventure.

For example, he fought wits and courage with pirates on the sea to find the legendary mysterious treasure, helped the Silver City where Little Sun was located to get out of the God-forsaken Land, or went to find a way to return to his hometown.

"Klein, you seem to have something on your mind. Is it a problem at work?"

Benson, who came out after washing the dishes, sat on the chair opposite the sofa and looked at Klein with some concern.

A smile appeared on Klein's face, "I was just thinking about some issues. You know, even though this is Backlund, there are still a lot of people who don't like to use their brains. This will only hinder people like us from using our brains more diligently. ”

Benson also laughed, "Yes, you are right, most of them can't use their brains as well as a curly baboon."

Klein shook his head and said seriously: "Scientist research has shown that curly baboons are an intelligent race, but there is no research that proves that everyone's brain can function normally."

"Hahaha……"

Benson was stunned for a moment, then looked at Klein and laughed at the same time.

The laughter of the two made Melissa's hands tremble while she was playing with precision instruments, wasting her previous time. She pouted dissatisfiedly at first, and then smiled lightly.

The next day, while Klein was on a business trip, he stopped by the Russell Memorial Exhibition to try his luck.

Unfortunately, his luck was not good this time. He carefully observed the bookmarks in each book, but none of them matched Russell's description.

In the end, he could only leave the Russell Memorial Exhibition with regret, thinking that maybe the bookmark hidden by Russell was not here, but had been lost in the passage of time.

There is another possibility, that the card of blasphemy has been taken away by someone in advance, and the Church of Steam is the most suspect.

Otherwise, they would not let ordinary people come in and out and look at the things Russell left behind at will.

After visiting the Russell Memorial Exhibition, Klein went to St. Samuel's Church.

Recently, Leonard was preparing to leave Backlund and go on a mission outside.

This is what Red Gloves has always done.

This time their mission is to find the abnormal behavior that happened to Ince Zangwill and to secretly recover the lost Sealed Artifact 008.

Leonard, who had many interactions with Ince Zangwill, was naturally chosen to be a member of this mission.

On the long stone bench outside the entrance of St. Samuel's Church, Leonard fed the pigeons that were not very afraid of people with the feed in his hands, and said: "Sometimes I really envy your work. You can stay in Beckland with peace of mind. De.”

Klein took a handful of feed from his palm and slowly spread it out, "I don't mind changing with you. I just want to go out and enjoy the different scenery."

"This is not possible. I have been looking forward to the opportunity to leave Backlund."

"Oh, is it because something sad happened here?"

Leonard paused while feeding the pigeons and said in a somewhat unnatural tone: "I'm just used to yearning for freedom. Staying in one place all the time is not my style."

"Have you been in Tingen for a long time?"

"..."

Leonard scattered all the feed in his hands, then clapped his hands and stood up, "I'm going to leave tomorrow, wish me good luck."

"Good luck is with you, my friend."

"You should also take more care."

After Leonard left, Klein realized that he seemed to have been unknowingly changed the subject by Leonard.

It seems that a lot of things happened to him in Backlund.

…

In the early morning, just after dawn, Leonard and his teammates took the same steam train that Ince Zangwill suddenly returned to Backlund.

Leonard and the leader of the Red Gloves Team this time, Ms. Illya codenamed Eye of the Goddess, sat in the seat where Ince Zangwill last sat, trying to get some inspiration.

Illya, who exuded a mature feminine charm, asked, "You have dealt with Ince Zangwill many times. Under what circumstances do you think he would suddenly choose to return to Backlund."

Leonard replied solemnly: "He is a very patient web spinner. After escaping from Backlund, he will only return to Backlund if he goes crazy, becomes stupid, or loses his mind."

Facing the eyes of the goddess who had just returned from the southern continent in advance, he seemed a little nervous. It was said that the eyes of this lady Illya could see through people's hearts. He was afraid of such a woman from the bottom of his heart.

"Is there no reason why he has to return to Backlund?"

"Based on what I know about him, he would rather give up something before ensuring his own safety. He is not a risk-taker, and while he still has 008 in hand, he prefers to use chance and coincidence. Achieve your own goals instead of participating in the script yourself. ”

In this matter, Leonard has always believed that this is not a coincidence.

But it was Ince Zangwill’s fate that was arranged by someone!

It is very reasonable for people who are good at weaving scripts to arrange the fate of others to eventually die in the fate arranged by others.

Ms. Illya nodded, approving Leonard's judgment on Ince Zangwill.

They checked Ince Zangwill's body afterwards and found that he had suffered serious mental problems. His return to Backlund at that time was more like being guided by some kind of guidance.

After discussion, they believed that the new owner of Sealed Artifact 008 was a major suspect in this matter.