Glancing at the clock on the wall, Leyton continued chatting with Arrodes:
"As the person in charge of The World Tree, I am responsible for the safety of every user and must ensure they aren't suddenly struck by lightning."
"Outside of the 'Magic Mirror Q&A Game', you need to restrain your instincts. I don't want to receive complaints about people being struck by lightning when logging into The World Tree."
Arrodes was like a net-addicted teenager who replied instantly. As soon as Leyton sent the message, he gave an answer below:
"I'll try. Although the daily 'Magic Mirror Q&A Game' has greatly satisfied me, it's always hard to restrain this instinct."
"By the way, can you add some limits to the number of times? Although playing the Q&A game all the time is fun, I also get tired."
At the end, Arrodes also sent a small, exhausted figure lying on the ground.
Arrodes's words made Leyton raise an eyebrow. He had thought that mystical items wouldn't get tired, even living mystical items weren't truly living beings. So, Arrodes's tiredness was just mental fatigue, or perhaps, he simply didn't want to bother with anyone for a short period of time.
After chatting with Arrodes for a while, the time quickly reached 3 PM. Dense, grayish-white mist surged out of nowhere, quickly engulfing Leyton's vision.
Crimson light rose from the Gray Fog, enveloping his Spirit Body, detaching him from reality, and bringing him to the ancient palace above the Gray Fog.
As the crimson light faded, many blurred figures appeared on both sides of the originally empty, mottled long table.
"Justice" Audrey looked at Leyton with some surprise. Mr. Tower was finally attending the Tarot Club. He had been absent for two consecutive months, which made her genuinely worried that something bad had happened to him.
Noticing the gazes, both overt and subtle, falling upon him, Leyton smiled slightly and nodded in greeting to everyone. Then, led by Miss Justice, they all greeted Mr. Fool at the head of the mottled long table before taking their respective seats.
While Leyton's gaze swept around, he saw a new member. To his left was a woman, not tall, only about 1.5 meters, with shoulder-length yellow hair that seemed a bit neglected. She was wearing common Revelation practice clothes and had eye contact with Magician Fors. So, this was Xio?
As thoughts floated, "Chariot" Anderson had already turned to look at The Fool Klein at the head of the table, bowing slightly and saying:
"Respected Mr. Fool, I have collected some Roselle diary entries during this period. Like the previous ones, they are still my payment for your last help."
After Anderson finished speaking, he requested The Fool to materialize the three pages of the diary he remembered.
Klein made the new diary appear directly in front of him, quickly scanned all three pages, and sighed helplessly in his heart:
Is Anderson unlucky, or is the origin of his diary problematic? Why are they all Roselle's post-event reflections? I have sufficient reason to suspect that this is the Great Emperor himself playing a prank, or being pranked by someone else.
Collecting his thoughts, Klein leaned back against the chair and leisurely said:
"You may begin."
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and no one spoke. Today's Tarot Club was unusually quiet at the start.
As everyone's Sequence advanced, the demand for potion formulas and ingredients became increasingly infrequent. The trading session would become more and more deserted. In the future, the focus of the Tarot Club would have to shift to information exchange. As thoughts floated, Klein saw Anderson on his left hand side slightly raise his hand and state the first request of the day:
"Everyone, I need powdered plants corrupted by the Stone of Calamity. Hmm, and also a way to create lava."
"Things corrupted by the Stone of Calamity are difficult to collect and hard to preserve, but I know where to find them, 500 pounds. As for methods to create lava, the most common should be 'Demon', besides that, it's Cataclysmic Interrer of the 'Storm' pathway. This is relatively difficult, however…"
The Hermit quickly replied. As she finished speaking, she slightly turned her head and glanced towards the head of the mottled long table.
Anderson immediately reacted. Mr. Fool, who wields some authority in the Storm domain, can obviously also create disasters like volcanic eruptions. But I only need a little hot lava. Would it be too exaggerated to ask Mr. Fool for help? I'll ask Edwina first; she might know related secret techniques.
As he pondered, Anderson nodded slightly to Cattleya:
"Deal. I hope to get the powdered plants corrupted by the Stone of Calamity as soon as possible."
"Within this week." Cattleya nodded lightly, giving an approximate date.
Seeing that the transaction between Mr. Chariot and Miss Hermit was over, Moon Emlyn coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention, then tilted his chin up and said:
"Everyone, does anyone know any clues about the 'Shaman King' corresponding to the Vampire Earl? Whether it's a person or a mystical item, either is fine."
Leyton turned his head and looked at Emlyn. His gaze deepened, and through the concealment of the Gray Fog, he saw Emlyn's current state.
The Scarlet Scholar potion has truly been digested. Vampires indeed have a considerable advantage at this stage. They have worshiped the Moon and Lilith since birth, which is equivalent to an incomplete form of acting. However, this only lasts until Sequence 4; after that, vampires will no longer have a racial advantage on this pathway.
As thoughts floated, he chuckled and said:
"You can hunt the followers of the Primordial Moon; there won't be too few demigods among them. Coincidentally, a 'Shaman King' has recently been active in the East Balam hinterlands and the Primitive Forest area."
Emlyn's expression remained unchanged. He leaned his head back slightly and chuckled:
"Is that so? Coincidentally, I will be representing the vampires in the Southern Continent soon. Among the known companions, there is at least one Earl, and perhaps even a Marquis, or even a Duke."
Leyton shrugged, leaned back against the chair, and adopted a posture of resting with closed eyes. The others also remained silent; they all realized that Mr. Moon just wanted to show off the progress of his Sequence advancement and his status among the vampires.
After a brief silence, The Fool Klein directly announced the start of the free communication phase. Then, he manipulated his alternate account, The World, to look at Leyton and ask:
"When do you have time?"
Leyton replied directly:
"I have time now. With the help of the Numinous Episcopate and the Vampires, the war on the Southern Continent is in a stalemate. Intis's army has been unable to land from the Berserk Sea. Guarding against them doesn't require too much strength, and occasionally one or two people leaving won't cause anyone to notice a problem."
"Then tonight..." Klein said directly, manipulating The World.
He paused, then continued to ask, "Do you know about Demonic Wolf of Fog and Hound of Fulgrim?"
After a brief recollection, Leyton simply said:
"For the former, you can ask the Church of the Evernight Goddess; they are wolf exterminators and must still have materials preserved. As for the latter, you can ask Seven Lights for a place they frequent, then go directly to them and ask for the materials you need."
"If you feel bad, you can give them a Transformed Heart of a Demonic Wolf of Fog, and you can even cultivate A Scholar of Yore among Mr. Fool's loyal guards."
The surroundings were silent for a second. "Justice" Audrey was the first to ask:
"Mr. Fool's loyal guards?"
Leyton nodded slightly and said, "Hounds of Fulgrim also have another name, Sefirah Castle Keepers."
Sefirah Castle Keeper! Why have I never noticed such a group of creatures? Do they usually hide in the Gray Fog? Or somewhere else? As thoughts floated, "The World" Gehrman Sparrow, under Klein's control, looked around the hall.
The other members of the Tarot Club reacted similarly, subconsciously surveying their surroundings. At this moment, the originally profound and boundless Gray Fog seemed to gain countless pairs of eyes, observing all of them from different places and angles.
"Justice" Audrey shook her head slightly, reining in the thoughts that had arisen in her mind. These were all illusions. Even if the Hound of Fulgrim were hidden in the Gray Fog, they certainly wouldn't be in here. Only those outside were the guardians.
However, Sefirah Castle Keeper, does that mean Mr. Fool's divine kingdom is called Sefirah Castle? What a strange name, although this place does look like the interior of a castle.
Hmm, based on the existence of the Hound of Fulgrim, it can be inferred that the pathway Mr. World is on belongs to Mr. Fool's pathway. The characteristics of this pathway should be good at acting and quite powerful.
As various thoughts floated, Audrey suddenly thought of a question. Her gaze went back and forth between "The World" Gehrman Sparrow and "Mr. Tower" Leyton, then she said with some uncertainty:
"Does Mr. World's next Sequence potion require materials from the Hound of Fulgrim, which would mean hunting it?"
Hunting a guardian of Mr. Fool's divine kingdom, this… Audrey felt a little uncomfortable. If it were other Beyonder creatures, she wouldn't have this feeling, but as Sefirah Castle Keepers, the Hound of Fulgrim must be Beyonder creatures loyal to Mr. Fool.
Hearing Miss Justice's question, the other members of the Tarot Club also looked over, curious about how to handle such a situation.
Magician Fors said with some uncertainty:
"There should be a solution, right? Surely, every time a Beyonder advances, they don't have to hunt a Sefirah Castle Keeper."
Klein, manipulating "The World" Gehrman Sparrow, looked at Leyton.
The latter leaned back in his chair and said calmly:
"A Hound of Fulgrim has two eyes. Why don't you find two of them and have each give you one eye?"
"As long as they don't die, under the influence of the Beyonder characteristic Convergence effect, they can slowly aggregate their characteristics and restore themselves."