Chapter 290: Exchange at the Tarot Gathering

"He also encountered a powerful pirate king? Did the entire ship's crew perish?"

Magician Folsi pondered before offering a conjecture.

The Hanged Man A'erjie shook his head slightly:

"Impossible. The Blood-and-Flesh Tree, as the flagship of the Blood General, not only has Seniol of Rank Five, but also many crew of Ranks Six and Seven; even a demigod would find it hard to deal with so many extraordinary beings without a battle."

It was indeed strange, even a bit terrifying. Justice Odette silently contemplated the two matters the Hanged Man mentioned.

There were also severed limbs and organs, not a silent disappearance, unlike the darkness surrounding Silver City. Little Sun Derek bowed his head and made a judgment in his mind.

When he heard the Hanged Man's description earlier, he thought the area around the Hanged Man had also manifested the same kind of darkness as Silver City, a darkness that could make people vanish silently.

I had just arrived at sea, and already so many incidents occurred, under the gray mist Klein subconsciously glanced at the silent Leikton seated at his spot, feeling that this matter also involved the other party.

After a brief contemplation, he lifted his small trumpet, and Mr. World slightly raised his right hand, his voice hoarse as he said:

"Your description sounds like a loss of control; perhaps everyone on that ship collapsed due to it."

"Loss of control? Then why would it happen suddenly, with the whole ship's crew losing control?"

Justice Odette instinctively followed up with a question.

Mr. World's words made her a little nervous, giving her more fear and concern about the mysterious extraordinary world.

Klein, manipulating the world, chuckled lightly as he replied:

"There are many possibilities: perhaps they saw things they shouldn't have, things that are forbidden to be seen; maybe they made contact with certain evil gods or high-level beings with malicious intent, or performed a sacrifice."

"Or perhaps they encountered some terrifying seal; the vast ocean is not lacking such things."

"Indeed, that is the most reasonable explanation," the Hanged Man A'erjie nodded lightly, affirming World's words.

After a brief pause, he added:

"I heard that all divinations and prophecies, whether direct or indirect, fail to provide an answer; they seem to have been heavily affected."

The world outside is truly frightening. Moon Emrin exclaimed again.

"I happen to have also heard about something at sea."

Amid the crowd's puzzled and expectant gazes, Klein, manipulating the small trumpet world, hoarsely continued:

"That matter is related to the Storm Church."

"The ancient customs of Bansi Port are reviving; part of the situation has turned into a cult, even the bishop of the Storm Church has fallen."

"I heard the matter has been resolved, but many people died."

Bansi Port. The Hanged Man A'erjie recalled the situation there, then proactively explained for the still bewildered Justice, Magician, and others:

"There is a tradition of live sacrifice there, targeting an evil spirit called the Weather God."

"Overseas, on the Southern Continent, there are many similar evil spirits; they appear to have been eradicated on the surface, but actually persist in a strange state."

"Many people have suddenly died in those places, not just from disease; if you have similar adventure plans, we advise against going to sea."

The Hanged Man A'erjie tried to portray the Bansi Port incident as a chance accident.

Suddenly, he heard a slightly deep laugh.

The laugh came from the very top of the mottled long table!

Mr. Fool. The Hanged Man A'erjie suddenly turned his head, feeling an uneasy premonition.

Mr. Fool! The Bansi Port matter is not as simple as it appears!

Justice Odette immediately looked toward Mr. Fool, who sat in the high-backed chair, awaiting his cue.

Seeing a series of puzzled or curious gazes, Klein smiled leisurely, then, with a hint of reminiscence, said:

"This reminds me of an Angel King."

Angel King! The Bansi Port affair actually involves an Angel King! I wonder which one?

Odette's eyes widened instantly, her anticipation for Mr. Fool's subsequent words growing strong.

"Is the Angel King making the sea so dangerous now? Should I change my plans to vacation at the seaside?" Folsi inhaled silently, his expression a bit bitter.

What secret does Bansi Port hide, that it involves an Angel King? What has been happening on the sea lately? The Hanged Man A'erjie waited intently for an answer.

Seeing that Mr. Fool had no intention to continue, Odette, unable to wait, proactively asked:

"Respected Mr. Fool, which Angel King?"

Under the gray mist, Klein leaned slightly against the chair back, chuckling lightly:

"Medici, who founded the Redeeming Rose, whose bloodline dwells in Binsi."

"Binsi?"

Odette was somewhat puzzled by this unfamiliar place name.

"That is the ancient name of Bansi."

The Hanged Man A'erjie clasped his hands loosely, responding in a low voice.

He could no longer imagine what truth lay behind this matter, only that the upheaval at Bansi Port might not have truly ended, and the devouring danger still lurked in the shadows!

The crowd remained immersed in the shock of the recent news when Mr. Fool's voice continued:

"That place has a highly layered pollution, subtle yet ever-present."

Mr. Fool was emphasizing what level of pollution could prompt him to stress the deity so much; no, his attitude toward the True Creator seemed rather casual.

Justice Odette felt a surge of turmoil within, vaguely sensing she had grasped something, yet subconsciously dismissed the conjecture.

Pollution! That Weather God? It shouldn't be; for Mr. Fool to say Bansi Port bears pollution left by a deity-level being, or perhaps it's simply a place where an evil god hides itself!

What on earth is happening to the sea during this period, with so many problems surfacing within just a few days?

The more the Hanged Man thought, the more alarmed he became; while sighing inwardly, he also noticed some issues:

The last time the world mentioned that Beckland would experience a great event, Mr. Fool immediately confirmed it, which later involved the awakening of the Prime Witch and the arrival of the True Creator; this time, his talk of the Bansi Port anomaly also received Mr. Fool's response, unveiling the hidden secret of ancient Binsi—could this be too coincidental?

Hmm, the previous news the world spoke of all concerned Beckland; this is the first sea-related matter, and coincidentally Mr. Fool mentioned last week that his followers had to leave Beckland because of the heavy smog incident.

So, is the world actually Mr. Fool's followers? No, it should be that all his followers are represented at the Tarot Gathering.

Heh, world, you definitely couldn't imagine that I've already seen through your disguise. The Hanged Man A'erjie's emotions eased again, and he began to think about how to use the information from Bansi Harbor to benefit himself.

Justice Audrey noticed that Mr. Hanged Man had just gone through a series of thoughts, but she didn't expect him to have so many ideas and speculations in such a short time.

Audrey suppressed the myriad thoughts in her mind and curiously asked another question.

"Respected Mr. Fool, what is the title of the King of Angels Medici, or rather, which pathway does He belong to?"

Klein leaned back in his chair and laughed softly.

"Red Priest."

"Red Priest?" Which pathway is that? It sounds close to the "Black Emperor," could it be another Sequence 0 name? Audrey thought excitedly and happily inside.

"Red Priest." Little Sun Derrick muttered the term, finding no corresponding record in the history of Silver City.

It might also be that I haven't read enough material, having only received a general education.

Magician Forsyth and Moon Emlyn listened as if hearing a story, and they were equally interested in this kind of information.

While everyone was lost in thought, Klein continued to manipulate his little world, glancing at Justice and the Magician, the two ladies beside him.

"Ladies, could you help me buy a wireless receiver?"

Because I'm about to leave Beikelande, Justice Audrey could only say "sorry".

"I can give it a try."

The Magician hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

After the interesting topic ended, Moon Emlyn began to face the real problem: lack of money!

Although he still had a large sum of money, he had never considered selling the figurines he collected; he merely told himself that he would be frugal, and only after half a year, or even a year, could he reward himself with a new figurine.

Besides saving money, the only way he could think of to earn money was to sell some potions with miraculous effects, but this could easily bring hidden dangers to the ethnic groups concealed in Beikelande.

After thinking for a few seconds, he uttered two "hmm" sounds, cleared his throat, and said:

"Everyone, I have a question."

"Here's the situation: suppose a powerful person arranges for you to investigate something; you successfully obtain the information, but due to certain reasons you cannot report it to that powerful person—how then can you continue to gain support from that powerful person?"

After saying that, Emlyn suddenly felt the urge to cover his cheeks with his hand, a sense of shame.

This behavior really seems like that of a traitor and an insider—no, wait, I'm doing this for the continuation of the entire blood clan; for this, I must sacrifice my reputation and bear misunderstanding, and when the matter is over, they will be moved by me!

(End of chapter)