Chapter 373: The Complete Tarot Club

It's actually Leonard?!

Klein was stunned on the spot, then he looked at the deep red ball of light close to Leonard and thought of something.

"Parasitism? A portable grandpa? Is this why Leonard always thought he was the protagonist?" Klein realized; having an Angel as a grandpa certainly provided the capital for that.

"But this is just too coincidental..." Klein always felt like he had developed a phobia of coincidences.

"After this, it might be difficult for me to return to the Evernight Church, so I'll just plant an eye on Leonard."

After some thought, Klein looked at Leonard taking a nap in the scene and directly took action to pull his spirit body up.

Leonard should be on a ship right now, returning to Backlund; Klein hadn't been able to take him along when he ran away, so he could only return by boat.

Hum!

Leonard opened his eyes abruptly, and what met his gaze was an existence surrounded by Grey Fog that could not be looked at directly.

"You..." Leonard, who had suddenly arrived Above the Gray Fog, was filled with panic and unease.

"You have been chosen." The gaze of the Fool fell upon Leonard, bringing him terrifying pressure.

"..." Leonard was dumbfounded; he was just sleeping soundly, and suddenly disaster struck from the sky.

"Yes, but he has been missing for over a thousand years." Pallez's voice was somewhat ethereal, as if recalling something.

Leonard hesitated repeatedly before reaching out to flip over one of them.

"Klein..." Leonard's brain was on the verge of crashing from the massive influx of information.

Squeak!

Leonard in Reality suddenly jumped up, looking around vigilantly.

"Old man, you are Pallez Zoroast, right? A Sequence 1 Angel?" Leonard asked softly.

"They organized a gathering under my witness, and you may participate as well." The voice of Mr. Fool came again, bringing Leonard back to his senses.

"I... wait a moment!" Leonard scanned his surroundings, his expression changing rapidly before finally settling, and he closed his eyes to organize the information he had already obtained.

Klein naturally knew what Leonard was thinking, so he didn't try to fool him anymore; he directly used Klein's image to materialize a scene, conveying the situation of Mobet and the others to Leonard.

Leonard did not answer this question, but instead asked, "Do you have a great-grandson named Mobet Zoroast?"

"What is it?" An aged voice sounded in Leonard's mind.

Pallez no longer hid it, directly drawing a complete conclusion from the known information.

"You found him? Just now? Your spirit body seemed to have a moment of movement; were you pulled away by some deity? Was it He who told you?"

"Respected Mr. Fool..." The scene was not only vivid but also accompanied by sound, allowing Leonard to understand it very well.

"You may call me Mr. Fool," Mr. Fool said with a calm tone, "and he is my attendant."

About three minutes later, Leonard opened his eyes, his expression somewhat complex.

"Then... can I participate?" Leonard asked foolishly.

"..." Leonard could not feel how much the grandpa inside him was shaken, "... Yes, how did you know?"

"The Star"!

"Every Monday at three in the afternoon, dismiss others and meditate quietly." Mr. Fool said, then directly waved his hand to let Leonard's spirit body return to his body.

"Pick one as your codename." Klein scattered several Tarot Cards.

"Uh..." Leonard almost asked the question, "How did you know?"

"Heh, does that need guessing? Your brain has been idle for a long time." Pallez seemed to know what he was thinking and chuckled.

"... Right," Leonard decided to ignore this question and continued his previous account, "Your great-grandson has been trapped in a book for over a thousand years. He can come out now, but he will die—die from exhausting his lifespan. Can you save him?"

This was the content of the scene Klein had shown him.

After hearing Leonard's account, Pallez did not speak, instead thinking for a long time.

"Old man?" Leonard called out softly.

"Saving them is simple, it just might require that existence to provide some help." Pallez said.

"What help?" Leonard asked subconsciously; He had already joined that gathering, so there should be an opportunity.

"Did you see the Grey Fog?" Pallez's question took a sudden sharp turn, leaving Leonard speechless.

"So you did see it..." Pallez sighed slightly, seemingly having understood everything.

"You tricked me!?" Leonard couldn't fail to react now; he had leaked this matter completely!

"Who is the existence that pulled your spirit body over?" Pallez continued to ask.

Leonard also broke free from that state of shame and anger, and after thinking about it, he realized that Mr. Fool hadn't warned him not to reveal His name? Was it intentional?

Or...

Leonard recalled the first sentence Mr. Fool said, "You have been chosen." Now it seemed that a large part of the reason he was chosen was because of the old man.

"Mr. Fool." Leonard said the name, and everything remained normal; no divine punishment descended.

"The Fool..." Leonard heard the old man's slightly lonely voice, "If it were several hundred or even a thousand years ago, I would have dared to contend for it, but now I really can't."

Pallez's heart also settled; this "Fool" was definitely not Amon, otherwise Leonard would have put on a Monocle just now.

No! Amon might be waiting for me to think that way before putting on the Monocle!

Pallez felt a jolt of horror.

But Leonard was just confused, and no Monocle appeared.

"Fortunately," Pallez finally breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as it's not Amon, it's fine."

If it wasn't Amon, then it might be an ally.

"You should be safe." Pallez said, "As for Mobet's matter, find out the details before telling me."

After speaking, Pallez went silent, and Leonard nodded gently.

"The gathering is something I have to attend."

At this very moment, Above the Gray Fog, Klein held the Book of Calamity, the Sea God Scepter, and the Dream Crystal Ball, his eyes fixed tightly on Leonard's deep red star; if there was any movement, he would definitely throw a barrage of Lightning Storms down.

"Fortunately, nothing went wrong." Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from Leonard's daily behavior, this Angel's condition might not be very good; there was a high probability that they wouldn't harm Leonard, but one could never be too careful.

He put these items away, and then thought of something else.

"It seems 'Justice' and Miss 'Magician' also recommended someone? I might as well take this opportunity to bring them in together!"

Klein decided to add one more person to the Tarot Club.

(End of this chapter)