"I still have an impression of most of the magic potion formulas in the sequences of the diviner, apprentice, and audience that appeared in the original work, but I can only remember them, and I can't recall them all. Maybe I can strengthen my memory when I become a mid-to-high-sequence Beyonder.

, to help myself recall those formulas, which can be sold for money."

"Maybe I can go to the black market in Tingen and find the potion ingredients for my formula."

Jon suddenly felt envious of Klein's advantage of relying on the church.

"Before that, I have to go to the bank to withdraw the money from the bearer account!"

Jon covered his mouth and nose, the smell of the nearby garbage dump was really pungent, "Ahem~, you can't really be a homeless man."

...

At the same time, Klein was thinking: "Then what description should be used to accurately point to me, to that gray fog world?"

After a while, Klein finally determined the honorable name pointing to him. He exhaled and silently recited the incantation he had thought of: "O fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious master above the gray mist.

Good luck to the King of Yellow and Black..."

He took out his stopwatch, glanced at it, stopped thinking about it, entered into meditation, and along with the mantras, he walked four steps counterclockwise, forming a square shape.

When the murmurs and whispers receded like the tide, boundless gray fog appeared in Klein's sight, and crimson stars were far or near, like eyes.

At this time, an obvious crimson star that was different from the others was shrinking and expanding rapidly, which attracted Klein's attention.

Klein subconsciously stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch it lightly. He was a little curious as to why only this red star shrank and expanded so sharply. The red stars of La Justice and The Hanged Man did not have such a reaction last time.

Of course, Klein stopped in time. He didn't want to recruit new people for the time being.

But he noticed that he seemed to have touched the crimson star, which was contracting and expanding.

Because just like last time, water lines were already flowing out of his body, arousing a greater reaction from the red star.

...

At this time, Jon, who was sitting in the alley thinking about his plan, was suddenly blinded by crimson.

In the blink of an eye, above the gray fog, Jon regained his sight and stared dumbfoundedly at the mysterious man standing not far away who was surrounded by gray fog.

As for the gray mist, he still didn't understand it thoroughly enough, so Klein sighed.

Now that he had pulled someone away, Klein no longer thought about it. After the previous two experiences, he quickly calmed down and entered the state of a fool.

"You, your Excellency, who are you?"

In order to avoid being noticed by "Mr. Fool" that something was wrong, Jon directly opened the magic eye, putting himself into a rational state, pretending to be a little panicked but trying to force himself to appear calm.

"Did Klein already know that he was standing in Welch's face?"

Jon turned on the magic eye just to keep himself calm, but a strange feeling came over him.

"Don't look around, close your eyes, turn off the magic eyes, turn off the magic eyes!"

In an absolutely rational state, Jon realized that this seemed to be a warning from his own spirituality. He did not hesitate to stop looking at "Mr. Fool and his Origin Castle", closed his eyes, and closed the magic eye.

However, after closing the magic eye, reason still prevailed, and at least Jon's heart was still at peace.

At this time, Klein tried to use his spiritual vision to observe Jon.

"The emotional color is dark blue, which represents reason and thinking, but he seems to be a little panicked, which is normal. The surface of the star body is normal, just like an ordinary person. He should be just an ordinary person?"

Klein was a little unsure.

It was almost three o'clock, and Klein no longer thought about it. His thoughts were rolling. Towering stone pillars stood upright, supporting the broad dome above. Just below, a long bronze table was surrounded by gray mist.

At this time, Klein's figure had disappeared and appeared at the top of the long bronze table, and the gray fog enveloped Klein even thicker.

"You can call me, 'The Fool'." Klein's calm tone came melodiously.

At this time, Klein noticed that Jon leaned down and bowed, seeming to show more respect.

"Please forgive me for my previous rudeness, Mr. Fool."

"Why did he show so much respect after he knew I was the 'Fool'? Is it because 'The Fool' has any special meaning?"

Klein thought to himself.

But it was already 3 o'clock, so Klein stopped thinking and looked at the two familiar red stars.

At this time, two figures appeared on the two seats near Klein.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~!" Audrey, who had just become an Extraordinary, shouted in a brisk tone. Then, she turned her head, looked to the opposite side, and spoke in the same tone:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man~!"

At this time, Audrey and Alger also noticed Jon's figure.

Jon stood under the long bronze table. He had not even said a few words to Mr. Fool, and even before his title was finalized, he started the Tarot session. Jon felt a little embarrassed.

Shouldn't Klein have pulled him up first, confirmed his title, and then informed him that he could choose to attend the Tarot session on Monday? Why was it so abrupt?

Jon thought.

"Mr. Fool, who is this?" Audrey asked.

"New member." The Fool's seemingly ever-steady voice came.

The new member, "Justice" Audrey was surprised, but also a little pleasantly surprised. She seemed very happy to see the growth of the Tarot Club.

He is not too old, has no unnecessary body movements, and looks very calm, but his hair is very messy and he looks like an unkempt person. Audrey thought to herself.

Alger frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied with the Fool's sudden move.

We should at least tell us in advance... However, a big man like Mr. Fool really doesn't take our feelings into consideration, he thought helplessly.

"here it is?"

Is this the first time he was brought here by Mr. Fool, just like the first time he and Mr. Hanged Man came here. Audrey thought, she had a feeling of being a senior.

"This is the gathering under Mr. Fool - the Tarot Club."

"This is Mr. Fool." Audrey bowed slightly, put her fingers together, and pointed her palms upward, guiding Jon's gaze towards the Fool.

In the gray mist, the figure of the Fool remained calm.

"This is Mr. Hanged Man."

"And me, you can call me: 'Justice'" Audrey said with a brisk accent.

"Hello, Mr. Fool, Mr. Hanged Man, and Miss Justice." Jon pressed his chest with his right hand and bowed.

"Can I also attend this party?"

"Of course, Tarot will be held every Monday at three o'clock in the afternoon. Just try to be alone at this time."
Chapter completed!