Chapter 161: Hairlike Plants

Chapter 161: Hairlike Plants

Regarding Caron’s suicide case, the one most interested among those present was none other than Justice Audrey. However, she had long since noticed that the Magician Fors held a certain curiosity toward this matter as well. Therefore, she asked nothing, maintained her seated posture, and patiently waited for a certain bestselling novelist to speak.

In just one or two seconds, the Magician Fors looked toward the edge of the table in front of the World Gehrman Sparrow and, after weighing her words, asked, “What is the truth?”

Klein had long rehearsed in his mind how he should describe this. Without the slightest hesitation, he made the dummy World say, “The manipulator behind the scenes is very likely royal adviser Hvin Rambis. There is a high probability he has another identity: a councilor of the Psychology Alchemists.”

When she heard the first half of the statement, Justice Audrey’s mind naturally conjured the image of a kindly old gentleman. This man was born into an aristocratic family, had graduated from Perth University, possessed profound knowledge and exceptional insight, and had served as a royal adviser for over ten years. He was widely recognized as a scholar, a good man, and a gentleman.

Audrey had previously suspected that Caron’s suicide case might perhaps have been guided by the royal family, but she had never imagined that the actual manipulator would be the gentle, benevolent, kind, and humorous Hvin Rambis!

When the World Gehrman Sparrow revealed the gentleman’s other identity, she found it even harder to suppress her astonishment and shock.

Hvin Rambis is a Beyonder? A councilor of the Psychology Alchemists?

That is to say, he may be a half-human, half-god existence… I have met him many times and never once felt that he could be connected to the mysterious world. I always believed he was purely a scholar—a scholar with broad horizons…

And if Mr. World’s investigation has not been misled, it is truly hard for me to imagine that Hvin Rambis, famous for his willingness to help others, would be so indifferent toward a life, so coldly causing a child to lose a father, a wife to lose a husband, parents to lose a son… In ordinary times, he appears so cultured, so loving… Mm, politics is far dirtier than I imagined. The royal family as well…

Speaking of which, I have never met a councilor of the Psychology Alchemists and have never come into contact with their higher-ups. I never expected that, at their core, this hidden organization is not all that different from cults like the Aurora Order or the Numinous Episcopate… Our Tarot Club is still the best. Mr. Fool is always stopping or sabotaging the plans of evil gods and devils…

As Justice Audrey’s thoughts churned, the Hanged Man Alger keenly caught the smell of gunpowder hidden within Backlund’s political scene. He only felt that all sorts of forces were entangled there, with countless secrets mixed together, forming an enormous powder keg that could be detonated at any moment.

Nobles, the royal family, the Church of Storms, the Evernight Church, the Church of Steam, the newly rising wealthy class, commoners at the edge of the cliff, and the bottom rung living in miserable circumstances… The meaning of an era’s transformation was so clear. Yet previously, I failed to understand it distinctly and only believed, too simply, based on Qilangos’s words and “evidence,” that an era where old gods fade and new gods emerge is about to arrive. The tide of history surges forward, rolling and irreversible…

As Alger silently sighed, he seemed to see that towering Gothic clock tower, to see the Bell of Order hanging upon it.

Around that famous structure, air currents took shape, and the light dimmed, as though storm after storm were brewing in ring after ring.

In a daze, Alger suddenly had another thought:

What emerges may not necessarily be new gods. Perhaps there will also be ancient gods returning from far more distant…