Above the gray fog, huge stone pillars support a magnificent temple.

Two dark red balls suddenly appeared next to the old and mottled bronze long table, blurring and stretching into illusory figures.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool." Audrey, who had a hazy effect, gave a bow and smiled, "It's a pity that there is no fine wine here, otherwise you will be able to cheer for your attempt."

She was referring to the ritual magic thing.

"Your strength is far beyond our imagination." Alger Wilson also praised.

Klein was still surrounded by extremely thick gray mist, pressing his right hand in a low voice, as if he was answering an ordinary thing:

"Very good, this shows that we are on a fruitful road. If you have something to do in the future and can't get rid of it on Monday afternoon, then hold a ceremony in advance and tell me, well, you only need to modify the contents of the spell "Pray for a Good Dream" and other contents in the spell to be specific reasons."

"Okay." Audrey nodded briskly, "Mr. Fool, I have another page of the diary of Emperor Rossell the Great, and I should still owe one page."

"This week, I was far away from land and couldn't find any new ones." Alger pressed his right hand and bent forward to express his apology.

"Don't worry, the cycle of this matter is destined to be long." Klein leaned against the back of the chair, tapped the armrest with his index finger, and looked at Miss "Justice", "You can 'express' your diary now."

Audrey bowed slightly and said:

“Follow your will.”

She picked up the pen that suddenly appeared on the table, recalled carefully the runes she had forced to memorize in her mind, and gave her the wish to express.

In just a few seconds, she saw that the parchment in front of her was full of content, dense, neat and orderly.

After checking, she put down her pen and said:

"alright"

Klein raised his hand gently, and the parchment suddenly appeared in his palm.

His eyes moved down, and he began to read without any emotion:

"On July 9th, I suddenly thought of an interesting question. Since the sequence pathway is also called the grace of God and the pathway of God, why is the stone slab that records the complete twenty-two sequence pathways called the blasphemy slab, 'blasphemy'? It's such a meaningful word... Who did it blasphemy?"

"Who made the blasphemy slab? Why can you master all the sequence methods? What else is recorded on it? I really want to take a look..."

"On July 12th, I learned a fact today that seals are an important part of the strength of the church. Even if some of them are very, very dangerous, among the seven churches, the Church of the God of Craftsman has the smallest number of seals and the lowest relative danger... Am I joining an organization with no future? No, I should think so. Only white paper can be used to paint, and weak organizations are beneficial to me!"

"On July 14th, I met the mysterious Mr. Zarathu again. He turned out to be the leader of the ancient organization's Secret Cultivation!"

Seeing this, Klein's pupils shrank and he almost showed abnormal reactions.

In the information of the Goddess of the Night, the Zaratu family only had some connection with the Secretariat. When he arrived at Emperor Rossell, the mysterious Mr. Zaratu was further proved to be the leader of the Secretariat.

From this point of view, there is no doubt that the Secret Practitioner masters the sequence path of "Divider"...

Just as Klein was reading his diary, Audrey looked up and began to observe habitually.

However, her gaze and her eyes were completely blocked by the thick gray fog.

After a moment of silence, Audrey suddenly came back to her senses, turned her head in panic, and looked at the illusory crimson stars after another.

"I am so reckless, too bold, too stupid. I actually want to observe Mr. Fool... Fortunately, he was not angry." Audrey quietly stuck out her tongue and pretended to be leisurely to enjoy the scenery, only to hum a light melody in her mouth.

Alger sat there silently, looking straight at the surface of the bronze table, as if facing a real god.

Klein retracted his thoughts and glanced at the end of the diary in his hand:

"After knowing that I became a 'geneticist', Mr. Zarathu said that I chose a path that was destined to be difficult but relatively safe in the early stage. I asked why, and he just smiled and said that there are many more secrets hidden in the sequence path than I thought. I couldn't help but ask which sequence path was, and he told me that his Sequence 9 was a 'Tushikater'."

"I deliberately mocked, is every 'divinist' who says half of it and hides half of it, never explains the matter clearly? And he is obviously a high-sequence power and no longer needs to play the 'divinist'!"

"That Mr. Zarathu said that this was a habit he had developed since the 'Divider', and that only in this way could I arouse my curiosity and let me cooperate with him. He hoped that I could help him steal a dangerous seal from the church of the God of Artisans, a relic of the Antigonus family."

"Obviously, this matter must be possible until I become a core member of the Church of the God of Craftsmen. I asked Mr. Zarathu again how long it would take to digest the potion using the 'acting method' and what standards should be used to measure it."

"He told me that in the low sequence, as long as you can play strictly, you can digest the potion in less than half a year, and it will take only one month at the fastest. The measurement standard is very simple. Once thoroughly digested, every extraordinary person can immediately realize that yes, yes, no, no."

"I continued to ask for details and specific situations, and he smiled without saying a word."

"Fuck me and laugh without saying a word. When I become a high-sequence powerhouse, I will beat me up when I see a 'Divider'!"

…Master, rest in peace…Krane read it several times and turned his attention to “justice” and “hanged man” again:

"Let you wait for a long time."

"This is our honor." Audrey was still shocked, and she still remembered that she was the "audience".

She looked at the "hanged man" and organized her words:

"Where can I find the Psychological Alchemy?"

Psychological Alchemy... Klein suddenly remembered the gentleman who purchased "Audience" potion auxiliary materials in the underground trading market in Tingen.

Maybe he is a member of the Psychological Alchemy Club?

Just as Klein was considering how to contact the other party, "The Hanging Man" Alger Wilson shook his head and said:

"Miss 'Justice', first, I don't know the clues, second, I don't think you need to be so anxious to find the Psychological Alchemy. Your current focus should be on digesting the 'Audience' potion."

Audrey quickly glanced at the fool, and nodded slightly disappointedly when he saw that he had no intention of replenishing the situation:

"I just hope to have plenty of time to prepare and get in touch with them more naturally. Well, when will I be able to digest the 'audience' potion and end the role? Are there any criteria for judgment? I almost never feel irritated or heard whispering anymore."

"The Hanging Man" Alger glanced at the fool in the mist, and saw that he had nothing to say, so he spoke carefully:

"If the 'acting method' is not used, the general principle is to wait at least three years, and after confirming that there is no mania, auditory hallucination, vision, etc. at all, use a simple method to determine, that is, to consume oneself to the limit. In this state, if you still don't hear crazy whispers and don't see strange things, it means you can be promoted."

"And I just came into contact with the 'acting method' and felt it was very good. It should take less than three years."

Saying it means not saying it... Three years, it's been too long... Audrey whispered in her heart.

As soon as she thought, she suddenly heard a tick of tick.

Audrey was stunned at first, then she was delighted. She turned her head and looked at it. Sure enough, she saw the fool tapping on the edge of the long table.

Alger sat more upright, waiting for the fool to speak.

Klein said as usual:

"In the low sequence, as long as you play strictly, you can completely digest it within half a year, and it is not impossible for a month."

He looked at "justice" and added:

"You will naturally understand the signs of thorough digestion and do not need to be taught by others."

"One month... is so good! Thank you, Mr. Fool!" Audrey's joy was beyond words.

Miss Justice, don’t think you are the chosen son of God. The key is half a year... Klein raised his right hand and put it on his lips.

"Half a year..." Alger repeated in a low voice.

From his tone, Audrey keenly heard joy, reassurance, and intense doubt.

What was he wondering? Audrey spoke thoughtfully:

"Mr. Fool, do you have any plans to add new members?"

Klein relaxed and leaned back and replied with preparation:

"It was a try at the beginning, without so many extra considerations."

"But now, as a regular gathering, members must be strictly selected, and secrets are our purpose."

Audrey nodded slightly and said:

"That is, procedures such as observation, recommendation and assessment are needed, well, procedures."

"You understand this way, that's right." Klein gave a positive answer.

In his mind, he was wondering how to ask about the Secret Cult and the "Joker" potion.

How should I ask to fit my "identity"? Klein was in a dilemma.

At this time, seeing that "justice" has nothing else to do, Alger took the initiative to speak:

“I heard that an Aurora ‘listener’ was looking for traces of the real Creator, the ‘sanctuary’ they preached.”

"The real creator?" Audrey asked in confusion.

"That is an ancient existence that many mysterious organizations and secret sects believe in. They believe that the Creator did not die completely, and the core of His remaining is the real Creator." Alger explained roughly, "Since the Fifth Age, the Real Creator has appeared in many images, such as the "Up-hanging Giant" and the "Eyes Behind the Shadow Curtain". Haha, many people believe that when Emperor Rosel was invented the Tarot card, he referred to the image of the real Creator, so the card "Up-hanging Man" was given."

Speaking of this, he looked at Klein and said:

"I'm right, Mr. Fool?"

Is this testing my opinion on the real Creator? Klein remembered the bloody naked man who was nailed to the cross in the dream of the captain in Heinas Vancent, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Whether it is upside down or shadow, does not have the evil smell?

So he chuckled:

“I would rather call Him the Falling Creator.”

PS: 7/7, pay off debts in the first half of the book, please recommend votes on Monday ~
Chapter completed!