Chapter 501: Minor Arcana Card (Asking for base monthly votes at the beginning of the month)

Jenna told the three "Purifiers" that she and Charles, while investigating the "Hostel," encountered the semi-mechanical monk of the Deep Valley Monastery, discovering that he was carrying a pile of paints and brushes. In the subsequent further exploration, the two encountered the collapse of the tunnel during an earthquake-like movement and fell directly into the painting world.

"You just fell into the painting world like that?" Imre interrupted Jenna's narration unbelievably.

This is too coincidental, right?

It's so coincidental that even those best-selling novel writers wouldn't dare to write it like this!

Valentine muttered to himself in a low voice:

"Could it be a miracle sent down by God?"

"Yes, I felt it was hard to believe at the time." Jenna truthfully restored her state when she first saw the painting Market District.

Angouleme pressed his right hand down, signaling Imre and Valentine not to interrupt and let Chelia Bello continue.

Jenna focused on the descriptions of the "Hostel" situation by Safari and Gabriel, her and Charles's desperate run, and the attacks by two fairies and other "rooms."

After determining what the "Hostel" and "rooms" represented and what significance they had, Valentine's heart moved, and he fell into deep thought, producing a certain association:

"Each 'room' has a 'guest,' equivalent to hiding powerful power in the body, and can leak a portion...

"Where have I seen this state..."

Images and information flashed through Valentine's mind. He suddenly raised his head and interrupted Jenna's narration again:

"What is Charles's true identity?"

The "Purifiers" already knew that Charles Dubois was a fake identity created by the Savages gang when they issued the wanted order. The employees of the Police Department were currently interrogating the captured Savages members to see if they understood Charles Dubois's background.

Jenna understood that Charles, who had already been wanted, could no longer cover up his true identity. She weighed it slightly and smiled faintly:

"You don't know?

"His original name is Lumian Lee, also a wanted criminal, from Kordu Village in the south."

Lumian Lee... Valentine's eyelids jumped, discovering that his guess and suspicion were actually correct.

Jenna glanced at him and "explained" softly:

"Charles joining the Savages and some 'Iron and Blood Cross Order' was just to obtain resources, improve himself, and take revenge on those evil god blessed. In this incident, he played a very important role. If it weren't for his investigation, the 'Hostel Ritual' wouldn't have been brought forward, and the disaster would have been even more serious.

"Although he always says this is to finish off those evil god blessed, I know that after experiencing a disaster, he doesn't want to see other innocent people encounter similar situations."

Pious believer... You have some unnecessary misunderstandings about Charles... Jenna muttered silently twice.

Angouleme heard this and laughed at himself:

"I didn't expect that the one who stopped the disaster from getting bigger last night was a wanted criminal, a member of an evil organization.

"Not standing in the light doesn't mean one can't be a hero."

Jenna was quite approving of this evaluation. She didn't mention the fairies calling Lumian "Room 1," only saying that in order to escape the painting world, after the sun rose, they entered the darkness corresponding to the location of the Breeze Dance Hall and miraculously appeared in the wilderness outside the Fourth Epoch Trier.

She put the collapsed gray-white stone pillar, the giant figure in the distance, the fake-dead General Philip, the black "Primordial Witch" statue, the Gardner Martin in the mirror, the terrifying roar, the falling sun, the reddened sky, the falling fire rain, and other situations together, but didn't specifically talk about the details of the battle.

Angouleme and the others also tacitly didn't ask—for wild Beyonders, those things that clearly hid important information were all intelligence that could be sold for money, but their own abilities and combat methods had to be kept secret.

"Finally, we obtained that statue and the fragment left by the Gardner in the mirror, left the seal, and returned to the normal underground." Jenna's first half of the sentence and the second half didn't have a true connection, but putting them together like this would definitely make people associate them, feeling that this was the reason they could escape the Fourth Epoch Trier.

"The complexity of the matter is beyond imagination, and it involves very high-level power..." Angouleme sighed in a low voice.

They had no way of knowing what that sun rising from the Sacred Heart Monastery last night was about, nor did they understand why it fell into the seal of the Fourth Epoch Trier, feeling that this should be related to a battle at the angel level.

"What about that statue and mirror fragment?" Valentine asked eagerly.

"Gave them to Fors." Jenna said the truest of true words.

Angouleme nodded slightly:

"What about that full-body armor?"

This was related to the death of his two previous colleagues.

Of course, Gardner Martin dying because of this could also be considered "revenge" successful.

"Mirror divination said it had a very terrifying betrayal curse. Gardner Martin's encounter is proof. None of us dared to want it, so it was finally left with Charles." Even now, even as a "Witch," Jenna felt that the curse was too absurd and exaggerated.

Angouleme was silent for a moment:

"If you meet Charles again, tell him he can sell that armor to us."

After Jenna promised, this deacon of the "Purifiers" said solemnly:

"The information you provided is very important. What kind of reward do you want?"

"'Pleasure' potion formula and all materials." Jenna answered based on her experience of bargaining for many years, starting with a very high price and then slowly pulling back.

This was her experience of bargaining for many years.

Angouleme looked at this "Witch" and said:

"You also intend to leave the Market District?"

"Yes." Jenna smiled somewhat sadly and self-deprecatingly, "'Witch' will bring disaster. I don't want to affect the people here. No wonder witches in stories always live in dark forests, far away from crowds. But I will return occasionally and still be your informant. You can also continue to contact me using the agreed method."

Her slightly sorrowful smile made Imre instinctively want to look away, afraid of falling into it.

"After we confirm the authenticity of your information, we will help you apply for the 'Pleasure' formula and materials. I can't guarantee whether it will be successful. We can't decide on items at this level ourselves; we must obtain the permission of the higher-ups." Angouleme gave a promise without bargaining.

After bidding farewell to the "Purifiers," Jenna carried her suitcase, took a carriage, and went to Fors's safe house in the Memorial Hall District.

After settling herself, she weighed it slightly and decided to go to the "Fool's" church at Lavigny Wharf to thank this great existence for responding to her prayer, allowing Charles to enter the painting world to provide help.

This was also the beginning of her formally believing in Mr. "Fool."

In that simple church with clear windows and good light, Jenna sat at the edge of the last row of chairs, closed her eyes, clasped her hands, placed them in front of her chest, and began to pray.

In that peace and quiet belonging to a religious place, she seemed to enter a deep sleep, her thoughts empty, only praising.

Vaguely, she felt someone sit down beside her.

Jenna didn't pay attention, focusing on her prayer.

After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and saw a petite lady praying beside her.

That lady had shoulder-length yellow hair, wore pants and a masculine shirt convenient for movement, and wore a brown small coat.

Although she had her eyes closed, one could see from the side that her brow contours and mouth and nose lines were quite exquisite. She wasn't tall, but she had a calm and majestic temperament.

Noticing Jenna's casual gaze, this lady opened her eyes, turned her head, and smiled:

"Jenna?"

"Yes... Who are you?" Jenna was both suspicious and vigilant, but felt there shouldn't be any danger in Mr. "Fool's" church.

That lady, whose apparent age was clearly on the small side, introduced herself:

"I am 'The Star,' which is Fors's Major Arcana card, 'Judgment.'

"I came to Mr. 'Fool's' church to pray today. I didn't expect to meet you. This might be the arrangement of fate. How about it, do you want to draw a Minor Arcana card?"

Feeling the kindness in the other party's tone, Jenna nodded under the aura that made people believe without knowing it:

"I am very happy to, Ms. 'Judgment'."

If it were another Major Arcana card, she would instinctively worry and be afraid, after all, they were completely strange powerhouses. But she had already heard Fors and Lumian talk about these two ladies, "Judgment" and "Magician," and had natural favor and trust.

"Judgment" took out a stack of Tarot cards from the black small bag hanging at her waist, cut them a few times, and handed them over with a smile:

"Draw."

Jenna was inexplicably nervous, looked for a long time before extending her right hand and drawing a Minor Arcana card.

Her gaze reached, seeing seven cups floating in the clouds on the card face, and below were skull heads and people looking at these cups.

"'Seven of Cups'." "Judgment" laughed, "This represents confusion, perplexity, dreams, illusions, and choices. Of course, this is not important. What is important is that the two 'Witches' of our Tarot Club both drew Cup cards."

As she spoke, she took out another Tarot card. The front depicted an angel blowing a horn to guide the souls of the dead.

Major Arcana card, "Judgment"!

After pushing the "Judgment" card to Jenna, that lady said with a calm tone:

"You keep this card. When you encounter danger you can't deal with, take it out and chant 'Request Judgment' in Hermès. As long as I am still in Trier, I can provide help. Of course, when requesting, you must also be in Trier. Hmm, except for places like the Fourth Epoch Trier, I can't hear it."

"Thank you, Ms. 'Judgment'." Jenna took that Major Arcana card and said sincerely.

"Judgment" nodded:

"What you need to do now is cooperate with 'The Star' to execute the Witch Sect mission, but the direction is different. You need to avoid the Witch Sect and investigate those few special mirror worlds. The 'Calamity Witch' Krismana who fell in the Fourth Epoch is the entry point.

"She is the child of the 'Primordial Witch,' so she is a natural female, a pure female witch. This point is the same as you."

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