This is also a question I wanted to ask⊠The Fool Klein, who was seated at the end of the long, mottled table, echoed Mr. Hanged Man in his heart.
Leonard thought for a moment and tried to find a possible reason:
âAlthough the birth of the True Creator originates from Rose Redemption, it doesnât mean that âHeâ knows everything about Rose Redemption. Perhaps figuring out the truth back then is one of âHisâ motivesâŠâ
Just as he said that, Justice Audrey objected:
âThe Angel of Fate, Ouroboros, who was drawing that mural, is still in Rose Redemption and follows the True Creator. If âHe1 had any questions, âHe* couldâve just asked âHimâ directly.â
âPerhaps the True Creatorâs goal is to confirm Dark Angel Sasrirâs condition. From Shepherd Loviaâs strong desire to enter the palace of the Giant King, we can preliminary determine that.â Cattleya gave her own opinion.
âI share similar thoughts.â Alger glanced at The Sun and said, âOf course, we canât eliminate the possibility that The Star suggested. Perhaps the Angel of Fate Ouroborosâs condition isnât right, and âHeâ has lost most of âHis1 memories. âHe1 can only rely on the murals âHeâ left behind in the past to find âHisâ lost past. The odds are very low, but it doesnât mean that itâs impossible. We arenât aware of whatâs special or problematic with the Kings of Angels.â
As he spoke, Alger glanced at Mr. Fool, as if hoping to get some hints from this existence. Unfortunately, he failed to get any feedback.
It wasnât that The Fool Klein didnât have any ideas, but that he had too many ideas and was unable to list them out.
Tail Devourer Ouroboros grows up by the True Creatorâs side every time he âreboots.â No one knows what âHisâ current state is⊠After muttering in his heart and seeing that no one had any more ideas, Klein controlled The World to look at The Sun.
âI recently obtained a batch of mushrooms that can be grown in the darkness when feeding them the flesh of monsters. I wonder if your City of Silver is interested?â
Mushrooms that can devour the flesh and blood of monsters? Xio and company were surprised and curious. They didnât know how such a creature could exist.
Indeed, there are many things in the world that we have yet to understand⊠This is what a Scribe should record down⊠Fors sighed and came to a realization.
Cattleyaâs eyes suddenly darkened. She sat there without saying a word or moving, like a statue.
Upon hearing this, Derrick was delighted. His thoughts raced as he blurted out, âCan those mushrooms automatically attack monsters?â
If that was possible, then they could be used as food and also be used as the perimeter defense system for the City of Silver.
I thought Little Sun would be afraid of those mushrooms⊠In the end, his ârequestâ is even more excessive⊠The Worldâs mouth twitched slightly.
âNo, if the mushrooms can automatically attack monsters, it will be no exception for any of you.â
Derrick immediately felt a little ashamed as he hurriedly nodded.
âI understand, Mr. World.â
Following that, he let the fake World make a further description:
âSome of those mushrooms can be ground into flour, others can produce milk or are rich in oil. Theyâre equivalent to beef. Some have a flavor thatâs close to fish, but there are no bones⊠Other than milk which can be drunk directly, the rest must be cooked through steaming, boiling, frying, and roasting. Otherwise, the mushrooms will absorb your flesh and blood while inside your body, regaining their vitality, turning a person into countless mushroomsâŠâ
Audrey, Alger, and the other members of the Tarot Club originally listened on with interest as though it was an exciting story, but as they listened in, they subconsciously shrank back, becoming unusually silent.
Only The Hermit Cattleyaâs eyelids twitched. She decided to have a good âtalkâ with Frank when she returned to the real world.
She was very worried that, one day, when the Star Pirates were to hold a vote, a large number of mushrooms would be amongst those casting that sacred vote.
At this moment, after listening attentively, Derrick couldnât hide his anticipation and curiosity.
âMr. World, what is flour? Is it like black-faced grass powder?
âAlso, what is milk, what is beef, what is fish?â
In fact, he had seen fish before, but he didnât think that they were fish. In a swamp in the southwest region of the City of Silver, there were quite a number of strange fish-shaped monsters that contained venom. They had boils all over their bodies, while others had teeth growing out of spots where their eyes were. Some of their heads had split open, revealing a white membrane layer that could be used to hunt other creatures.
âŠNo matter how strange those mushrooms are, to the City of Silver, theyâre all good things that are worth looking forward to⊠The first thing they need to solve is to be in possession of something, rather than whether itâs good or not⊠When The Fool Klein heard that, he cast The Worldâs gaze toward Justice Audrey.
Giving detailed descriptions of flour, milk, beef, and fish didnât match The World Gehrman Sparrowâs persona.
As a senior Spectator and Gehrman Sparrowâs psychiatrist, Justice instantly understood what he meant. She deliberated for a moment before saying, âThe milk is the liquid that cows use to rear its youngâŠâ
She believed that Little Sun could understand this easily. After all, the City of Silver had pregnant women and babies.
Seeing The Sun nod in acknowledgment, she continuedâ âMilk can provide you with a lot of nutrition and help you grow taller and strongerâŠâ
Audrey didnât finish her sentence because Little Sun, who was sitting in his seat, was very muscular.
After Miss Justice finished explaining the concepts, The Sun Derrick looked eagerly at The World Gehrman Sparrow.
âThank you, Mr. World. This is exactly what our City of Silver needs. When I return, Iâll immediately inform the Chief. Heâll definitely be very happy.
âWhat would you like in exchange?â
The Fool Klein hesitated for a moment before controlling The World Gehrman Sparrow.
âThe formula for Classical Metallurgist.â
No! Cattleya subconsciously tried to stop him, but she ultimately held back her urge.
She secretly looked at Mr. Fool, and seeing that the great existence was silent, she immediately felt a lot more at ease. âAlright.â Derrick happily agreed.
After the exchange, Leonard applied to have a private conversation with Emlyn.
The moment the other members of the Tarot Club were screened from them, Emlyn asked, âWhen are you letting me out?â
Leonard maintained his posture and said, âThis isnât something I can decide on. My suggestion is to get someone to contact the upper echelons of the Sanguine as soon as possible and get them to think of a way to get you out.â
These two fellows created such an accident with the simple term âprotective custodyâ? The Fool Klein, who was listening by the side, felt the urge to laugh, but he held back.
Emlynâs expression darkened. After a few seconds, he said, âWill it be useful finding the upper echelons of the Sanguine?â
âThe Goddess is the Lady of Crimson. She still cares a lot about you guys from the Moon domain. Although you do not believe in âHer,'â Leonard said perfunctorily.
The real explanation in his heart was that an ancient race like the Sanguine, who had lived for several years, definitely had some connections with the various Churches, especially when the Sanguine Queen was still the Night Emperorâs queen. At that time, the Church of Evemight had supported the Night Emperor.
Emlyn also thought of this and nodded slightly.
âIâll try to entrust this to Mr. World.â
This was the most reliable person he could think of.
Just as he said that, Emlyn and Leonard suddenly spoke at the same time:
âThat wonât work.â
You also realized it?â The Moon Emlyn immediately glanced at The Star beside him.
Leonard scoffed.
âItâs such a simple problem.â
Emlyn returned with a scoff.
âBut you just suggested that I contact the upper echelons of the Sanguine.
âIâve been locked up in the Church of Evernight for days. They mustâve known about it long ago. They probably didnât attempt to rescue me because theyâre observing, wanting to know who would rescue me; thus, finding my partners,
Leonard looked elsewhere.
âThatâs probably the case. So, you can only continue staying behind Chanis Gate. Perhaps in a few more days, theyâll lose their patience and get you out.â
Emlyn didnât know what expression to show.
After a private exchange between the human and Sanguine, The World Gehrman Sparrow looked at Fors and said, âGive me the venue and time for the meeting. After the gathering, Iâll look for you and bring you to a new place.â
âAlright.â Fors hurriedly applied to Mr. Fool and conjured a parchment.
While handing it over, she hesitated for a moment before asking, âMr. World, what needs to be taken note of this time?â
âKeep warm,â The World Gehrman Sparrow simply replied.
Keep warm⊠Fors was momentarily stunned, unsure of what he was trying to get at.
After looking at the parchment, The World Gehrman Sparrow surveyed the area and said, âEveryone in Backlund, please pay close attention to your surroundings for anything abnormal.â
Firstly, it was very likely that Zaratul would âfishâ out Amon. Secondly, Demoness Trissy might be able to help Mr. Door prepare a ritual. Thirdly, George III might take the final step to becoming the Black Emperor at some point in time.
âAlright.â Audrey and the other members of the Tarot Club who were in Backlund nodded one after another. They recalled the recent situation and didnât find anything out of the ordinary.
After another exchange, the other members requested Miss Justice to use hypnosis to help them forget a portion of their memories. After this gathering ended, one figure after another vanished above the gray fog, leaving only The Fool Klein.
After sitting in silence for more than ten minutes, he thought of other questions before returning to the real world. He âTeleportedâ to the agreed-upon location and waited for Miss Magician to meet him.
It was almost winter, and the sky had turned dark at four in the afternoon. Under the heavy black clouds, the street lamps hadnât been lit, as coal and gas resources were controlled due to the war.