Chapter 93: Appointment

Chapter 93: Appointment

Hearing Mr. Hanged Man’s question, the Sun, Derrick, responded somewhat ashamedly.

“No. During this period, I have been constantly assigned patrol duties. I have never found a gap to investigate.”

Alger was not surprised by this, but he found another matter strange.

“Why not ask friends you are on decent terms with for help?

“You do not have to tell them the true purpose. You can break the entire matter into very small, unobtrusive tasks and have them collect information in different areas separately. This way, you will neither expose anything nor drag them into danger.”

The Sun, Derrick, fell silent for several seconds before saying, “I have no friends.”

Before his parents died, he had actually had a fair number of friends in general education classes and on the combat training grounds. After all, the generation of similar age within the City of Silver only had so many people. They often met one another and might even become teammates. But after that incident, Derrick had closed himself off for a long time. Later, he carried the secret of the Tarot Club on his back, and without realizing it, he had drifted farther and farther away from his friends. They grew distant and no longer kept much contact. The last person who had visited his home as a guest was Dark Regence, who had been contaminated by the True Creator.

The Hanged Man, Alger, was briefly choked by the Sun’s answer. Only after taking a breath did he reorganize his words.

“This is not good.

“You cannot save the City of Silver by relying only on yourself. You must unite a group of people and have friends who can provide help at critical moments.”

“But that will make them suspect…” the Sun said hesitantly.

Alger immediately said solemnly, “Being suspected is better than being killed.

“The City of Silver is standing at a dangerous crossroads. You must think clearly about what needs to be done.

“In matters like this, sacrifice is inevitable. There may even be many sacrifices. Do you want their sacrifices to be meaningless, or to carry value?”

He said no more, leaving the Sun, Derrick, to struggle inwardly and painfully consider the words just now.

Mr. Hanged Man always manages to find persuasive reasons…

Klein sighed inwardly, then had the World, Gehrman Sparrow, turn his head toward Justice Audrey.

“Can you currently treat relatively serious mental illnesses?”

His understanding of Psychiatrist was limited to Frenzy and Dragon Might. He did not know enough about the other aspects, only having occasionally heard Miss Justice mention Soothe and Psychological Suggestion. Therefore, he could not determine to what extent she could treat mental illness.

Justice Audrey’s spirits rose. She answered eagerly, “Yes. There is no problem.

“Mr. World, do you have a friend who needs treatment?”

I happen to be lacking cases! she thought with a little excitement.

At this moment, the Moon, Emlyn, raised his right hand and covered his mouth and nose, as though he already knew the answer.

Klein soundlessly sighed and made the World laugh hoarsely.

“No. I am the one who needs treatment.”

The entire magnificent palace suddenly became extremely quiet.

The Hanged Man Alger, the Hermit Cattleya, and the Magician Fors all knew that Mr. World was a mad adventurer, but they had truly never imagined that he had already developed a relatively serious mental illness and was on the verge of complete madness!

Is this the price of power? Fors shivered, becoming even more afraid of Gehrman Sparrow.

A mad adventurer can still communicate and reason a little. But once he becomes a true lunatic, there will be no solution at all!

The Nightmare Candle did not fully cure his mental illness? It is already this serious? Having expected something of the sort, the Moon Emlyn felt that the World could go insane at any moment.

The Sun, Derrick, did not think that far. He was simply concerned for Mr. World. He originally wanted to say that the City of Silver had…