Chapter 413: Tarot Meeting

The Hermit Jia De Li Ya gave The Hanged Man A'erjie a brief, inquisitive glance. He indeed is already a Sequence Six Wind Affinity, but isn't he a member of the Storm Church? Why is he seeking demon drug formulas outside; at Sequence Five such formulas are already scarce.

She was silent for a moment, then gently nodded and said, "I can keep an eye out for you."

Ocean Singer? Is that the name for sailors on the Sequence Five path? Singer? An extraordinary one skilled in song? Ao Dai Li, who knows something about The Hanged Man's strength, speculated in her mind about the Ocean Singer's abilities.

The Storm was once the authority of the Elf King; in the world of the *Chronicles of Grolser*, there happens to be an elf who does not seem weak, most likely an Ocean Singer or a Wind Affinity. While pondering, his gaze unintentionally fell on Lei Ke Dun.

He showed no intention to speak—was that elf merely a Wind Affinity? Or does he plan to keep The Hanged Man suspended for a while, making it easier to raise the price later?

That page of Luo Sai Er's diary mentioned a mindset issue; A'erjie now seems to be facing it. His temperament is somewhat fickle, like a struggle between divinity and humanity. I'm not sure if he notices it himself—remind him after the gathering ends.

After a brief silence, The Hermit Jia De Li Ya turned her gaze to Azi Ke, pressed her lips together lightly, and said:

"Mr. Death, my ascension ritual requires a drop of mythical creature blood; I wonder if I could trade with you?"

Azi Ke, not particularly surprised, looked at Jia De Li Ya; he had just noticed her repeatedly shifting gaze toward him.

"Ascension ritual? If I recall correctly, that's something a Mystic Scholar would need. Why not approach the Mysterious Queen? She should already be a sage."

Jia De Li Ya lowered her head slightly, recalling the reply she received after writing to Beiernadai: "Your destiny is not with me; wait a while longer, and you'll have a better choice."

She inhaled deeply, then gently shook her head and said:

"She said, my destiny is not with her."

Destiny not with her? That sounds like a charlatan. The Mage Fo Er Si beside her let out a sigh in his mind.

The Hermit's words just now were emotionally intense, hinting at some grievance; although she concealed it well, her relationship with the Mysterious Queen was far from ordinary. Justice Ao Dai Li tilted her head slightly, trying to see Jia De Li Ya's expression more clearly.

"She's right; the Fate Path is your best option, and it will lower the difficulty of becoming a Sequence 3 Prophecy Master in the future."

Lei Ke Dun leaned against the back of his chair, his tone leisurely, and added:

"Fate Path?" Jia De Li Ya murmured.

She opened her mouth, intending to ask where one could find an angel or mythical creature's blood for the Fate Path, but she froze suddenly.

The Fool's title includes "the Yellow-Black King who controls good fortune," and the Fool also wields the authority of fate. Could the Fool provide mythical creature blood for the Fate Path? Or perhaps he has an angel of the Fate Path under his command? As the thought turned, Jia De Li Ya directed her gaze toward Ke Lai En at the head of the mottled long table.

Justice Ao Dai Li and The Hanged Man A'erjie, who had been watching Jia De Li Ya, were first puzzled, then quickly recalled the Fool's title and also turned their gaze toward the figure at the head.

"Why are you all looking at me? I'm not a mythical creature," Ke Lai En's normally relaxed demeanor suddenly stiffened, leaving him momentarily at a loss for a response.

The only Fate Path I know is Will Onseiting; he's still an unborn infant! His uniqueness was just snatched away, and now people want his blood? Isn't that a bit too pitiful?

As the thought drifted, Ke Lai En suddenly relaxed, tapped the table edge twice with his finger, and said in a leisurely voice:

"Huh, if you're willing to wait a while, you can choose the Mercury Snake's blood."

Mercury Snake? The one from the Life School? Or the Aurora Society? And why wait? Jia De Li Ya's mind kept swirling with thoughts.

In just a moment, she gathered her thoughts, gave a slight bow toward the figure at the head of the mottled long table and said:

"Thank you, esteemed Mr. Fool, I am not short of time."

Justice Ao Dai Li sat in a high-backed chair, appearing quietly attentive, yet her thoughts kept scattering. The Mercury Snake—whether it's Sequence One or Sequence Two of the Fate Path—is likely Sequence One; Sequence Two isn't enough for the Fool to wait. The Mystic Scholar should be at Sequence Four of the path where The Hermit resides, and she is about to…

After Jia De Li Ya's request concluded, the others had no urgent needs, and everyone voluntarily entered a free‑talk phase.

Everyone's gaze fell on The Hanged Man A'erjie; in previous Tarot meetings, during the free‑talk segment he would mention one or two major events, and now the group habitually looked to him first.

Sensing the others' stares, The Hanged Man A'erjie's mouth twitched slightly, and with deep resignation he said:

"Everyone, have you heard? The Storm Church has another major incident, which has provoked the Lord of the Storm, who directly delivered divine punishment."

Divine punishment? I always get the sense that the Lord of the Storm is a volatile deity, his temperament as changeable as a sea storm. Justice Ao Dai Li muttered to herself.

"Another divine punishment? Who got struck this time?"

"Moon," Ai Mu Lin blurted out without thinking.

That "again" was spot‑on. Ke Lai En let out a silent sigh.

The Hanged Man A'erjie's complexion shifted; although he spoke of the Lord of the Storm, he felt as if the vampire had also offended him.

He paused, then in a hoarse voice said:

"The Sea Wave Temple of Baiyam was stolen by A Meng!"

"A Meng? He stole the temple?"

Ao Dai Li found the news absurd. What would a King of Angels do stealing a temple? "What does he steal the temple for?" Fo Er Si immediately asked the question on Ao Dai Li's mind, but The Hanged Man A'erjie gave no answer.

"Has the Storm Church managed to retrieve the temple?"

Jia De Li Ya also asked curiously. From the Storm Church's recent actions at sea, they most likely have not recovered the stolen temple.

"None."

"I don't know the details, only that he has an accomplice; under the Lord of the Storm's divine punishment they took the temple away."

The Hanged Man A'erjie took a deep breath, his tone not entirely certain, and said:

"It seems that within the Storm Church, a proxy of punishment has been parasitized by A Meng."

This is information he deduced himself; recently the Storm Church has been covertly scrutinizing every member, whether bishop, ordinary clergy, or even a wandering member like himself, all have been…

Given the Storm Church members' temperaments, the sea won't stay calm for long. The Hermit Jia De Li Ya sighed inwardly, then thoughtfully asked:

"Are you referring to A Meng, the ancestor of the Fourth Era Totem Empire's A Meng family, the Son of the Creator?"

"Heh, from start to finish there's only one A Meng; the others are merely his avatars. He is the A Meng family!"

Ke Lai En, using his little avatar "World," answered Jia De Li Ya's question.

"Only one A Meng, and He is an entire family?" Jia De Li Ya froze, a shiver of unease passing through her mind.

The group continued discussing A Meng and the stolen Sea Wave Temple for a while, until The Fool Ke Lai En announced the end of today's Tarot meeting.

(End of Chapter)