Chapter 185: An Ineffable Deal

Chapter 185: An Ineffable Deal

That is also the question I wanted to ask… At the head of the mottled long table, The Fool Klein inwardly agreed with Mr. Hanged Man.

The Star Leonard thought for a moment, trying to find a possible explanation.

“The fact that the True Creator’s birth originated from Rose of Redemption doesn’t mean He has a complete understanding of everything related to Rose of Redemption. Perhaps clarifying the truth of what happened back then is one of His objectives…”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Justice Audrey rejected that guess.

“The Angel of Fate, Ouroboros, who painted that mural, still remains within Rose of Redemption and follows the True Creator. If there are any questions, He can simply ask Him.”

“Perhaps the True Creator’s goal is to confirm the state of Dark Angel Sasrir. This can be preliminarily judged from Shepherd Lovia’s strong desire to enter the Giant King’s palace,” The Hermit Cattleya offered her view.

“That is also my judgment,” The Hanged Man Alger said, looking at The Sun Derrick. “Of course, we can’t completely rule out the possibility raised by The Star. Perhaps the Angel of Fate, Ouroboros, is in an abnormal state and has lost most of His memories, able only to gradually recover His lost past through murals He left behind. The probability is extremely low, but that does not mean it is impossible. We do not know what peculiarities or problems a King of Angels might possess.”

As he spoke, Alger glanced toward Mr. Fool, seemingly hoping to receive some hint from that existence. Unfortunately, he received no feedback.

It was not that The Fool Klein had no thoughts. Rather, he had too many and could not give one.

The Tail Devourer Ouroboros grows up beside the True Creator every time He restarts. No one knows what state He is in now… After muttering inwardly, Klein saw that the others temporarily had no more inspiration. He made The World look toward The Sun Derrick and say, “I recently obtained a batch of mushrooms that can grow and reproduce in the dark by devouring the flesh and blood of monsters. I wonder whether the City of Silver would be interested?”

Mushrooms that can devour monster flesh? Judgment Xio and the others were surprised and curious, unsure how such organisms could exist.

As expected, there are countless things in the world we have yet to understand… These are precisely the things a Recorder ought to record… The Magician Forsi felt a wave of emotion and gained a faint insight.

The Hermit Cattleya’s gaze, however, abruptly deepened. She sat there without speaking, without moving, like a statue.

After hearing this, The Sun Derrick felt delight first. His thoughts raced, and he blurted out, “Can those mushrooms actively attack monsters?”

If they could, then they would serve as both food and an outer defense system for the City of Silver.

I thought Little Sun would be afraid of those mushrooms… Turns out his “requirements” are even more excessive… The corners of The World Gehrman Sparrow’s mouth twitched slightly.

“They cannot. If mushrooms could actively attack monsters, they would not spare you either.”

The Sun Derrick instantly felt a little ashamed and hurriedly nodded.

“I understand, Mr. World.”

Klein then had his dummy, The World, give a further description.

“Some of those mushrooms can be ground into flour. Some produce milk. Some accumulate fat and are equivalent to beef. Some have a texture close to fish but without bones. Aside from the milk, which can be drunk directly, all the others must be fully cooked through steaming, boiling, frying, roasting, or similar methods. Otherwise, the mushrooms will absorb flesh and blood inside the body, regain activity, and transform a person from the inside out into countless mushrooms…”

Justice Audrey, The Hanged Man Alger, and the other Tarot Club members had originally listened as though hearing a strange, fascinating tale. But as they continued listening, all of them subconsciously shrank back and fell into an unusual silence.

Only The Hermit Cattleya’s eyelid twitched. She decided that once she returned to reality, she would have a very serious “talk” with Frank.

She was deeply worried that one day, when the Star Pirates held a crew vote, a large number of mushrooms would solemnly cast their ballots.

At that moment, The Sun Derrick, who had listened with great seriousness, could not hide his expectation and curiosity as he asked, “Mr. World, what is flour? Is it like black-faced grass powder?

“And what are milk, beef, and fish?”

He had actually seen fish before, but he did not consider those things fish. In the southwest region of the City of Silver, in a stretch of swamp, there were many grotesque, highly poisonous fish-shaped monsters. Some had skin covered in lumps. Some had teeth growing where their eyes should have been. Some had heads that split open, revealing a layer of white membrane inside, which they used to hunt other creatures.

…No matter how strange those mushrooms are, for the City of Silver, they are still something worth looking forward to. What they first need to solve is whether they have food at all, not whether the food is good… The Fool Klein sighed inwardly and made the dummy, The World, turn his gaze toward Justice Audrey.

Giving detailed explanations of flour, milk, beef, and fish was not in line with Gehrman Sparrow’s character.

As a veteran Spectator and Gehrman Sparrow’s psychologist, Justice Audrey instantly understood what he meant. After weighing her words, she said, “Milk is the liquid cows use to nourish their offspring…”

She believed Little Sun would easily understand this point, since the City of Silver had pregnant women and infants.

Seeing The Sun Derrick nod to show he understood, she continued, “Milk can provide a great deal of nutrition and help you grow taller and stronger…”

Audrey did not finish that sentence, because Little Sun sitting there was already so burly.

After Miss Justice explained those concepts, The Sun Derrick looked at The World Gehrman Sparrow with burning eyes.

“Thank you, Mr. World. This is exactly what our City of Silver needs. After I return, I will tell the Chief immediately. He will certainly be very happy.

“What would you like in exchange?”

The Fool Klein hesitated briefly before controlling The World Gehrman Sparrow to say, “The potion formula for Classical Alchemist.”

No! The Hermit Cattleya instinctively wanted to stop them, but ultimately suppressed the impulse.

She quietly glanced at Mr. Fool. Seeing that this great existence said nothing, she immediately felt much more at ease.

“All right,” The Sun Derrick agreed happily.

After that exchange, The Star Leonard requested a private conversation with The Moon Emlyn.

“When will you let me out?” No sooner had the other Tarot Club members been blocked off than Emlyn asked first.

The Star Leonard maintained his posture and said, “That is not something I can decide. My suggestion is that you quickly find someone to contact the Sanguine upper ranks and have them think of a way to get you out.”

These two managed to turn a simple case of “protective custody” into an accident? The Fool Klein, who was listening in, almost wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

Emlyn’s expression darkened. After several seconds, he asked, “Would contacting our Sanguine upper ranks be useful?”

“The Goddess is the Lady of Crimson. She is still relatively favorable toward you fellows who belong to the Moon domain, even though you do not believe in Her,” The Star Leonard said perfunctorily.

His real explanation was: the Sanguine were an ancient race that had lived for several epochs. They must have some degree of contact with the various Churches, especially since the Sanguine Queen had once been the Night Emperor’s empress, while the Evernight Church had supported the Night Emperor at the time.

The Moon Emlyn also thought of this and nodded gently.

“I’ll try entrusting Mr. World.”

He was the most reliable person Emlyn could think of.

No sooner had he spoken than The Moon Emlyn and The Star Leonard suddenly spoke at the same time.

“Wait.”

“You thought of it too?” The Moon Emlyn immediately glanced at The Star beside him.

The Star Leonard gave a laugh.

“It’s such a simple problem.”

The Moon Emlyn answered with a scoff, “But you were still suggesting that I contact the Sanguine upper ranks just now.

“I have already been locked up by the Evernight Church for several days. They definitely know what they need to know by now. If they haven’t tried to rescue me, they are probably waiting to observe who else will help me, so they can find my accomplices.”

The Star Leonard turned his gaze elsewhere.

“Very likely. So you can only continue staying behind the Channis Gate. Perhaps after waiting a few more days, they will lose patience and get you out.”

“…” The Moon Emlyn did not know what expression he should use in response.

After the private exchange between human and Sanguine ended, The World Gehrman Sparrow looked toward The Magician Forsi and said, “Give me the place and time to meet. After the gathering, I will go find you and take you somewhere new.”

“All right.” The Magician Forsi hurriedly applied to Mr. Fool and manifested the time and location on a sheet of parchment.

When handing over the parchment, she hesitated briefly but still asked, “Mr. World, is there anything I should pay attention to this time?”

“Keep warm,” The World Gehrman Sparrow answered simply.

Keep warm… The Magician Forsi was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what the other party was trying to express.

After looking over that parchment, The World Gehrman Sparrow glanced around and added, “Those of you in Backlund, keep close watch on your surroundings for anything abnormal.”

First, Zaratul was quite likely to “fish” Amon over. Second, the witch Trissy might help Mr. Door prepare a ritual. Third, George III might begin the final step of becoming the Black Emperor at some unknown moment.

“All right.” Justice Audrey and the other Tarot Club members in Backlund nodded one after another. Each recalled their recent circumstances and discovered nothing abnormal.

They exchanged a while longer. Then the other members asked Miss Justice one after another to use Hypnosis and help them forget some memories. This Tarot Gathering ended, and figure after figure vanished from above the gray fog at the same time, leaving only The Fool Klein behind.

After silently sitting there for more than ten minutes and thinking through a few other issues, Klein returned to the real world, Teleported to the agreed location, and waited to meet Miss Magician.

It was almost winter. By four in the afternoon, the sky was already dark, the clouds gray and heavy. And because gas resources were being regulated due to the war, the streetlamps had not yet been lit.