Chapter 199: An Indirect Answer

Chapter 199: An Indirect Answer

The Sun Derrick, who had become the focus of everyone’s attention, did not appear nervous. Instead, he said with unconcealed eagerness, “During this period, I followed the exploration team led by the Chief to Afternoon Town.

“This is the necessary path to the Giant King’s Court. It is the gate that separates myth from reality.”

His opening successfully drew the interest of the Tarot Club members, and each of them, in different postures, waited for what would follow.

Derrick skipped the less important experiences along the way and began directly from their arrival at Afternoon Town. First, he described its gray, lifeless, deathly silent appearance. Then he spoke of how their three-person team had discovered the altar in the basement, how he had identified the names Ouroboros, Medici, and Sasrir, and how, without realizing it, he had entered the other side of the town, where he had seen titles such as “Dark Angel” and the phrase “Rose Redemption.”

At that point, he once again thanked Mr. Fool for helping him escape.

Then Derrick briefly introduced the monsters transformed from their own shadows, focusing especially on the clergyman in the half-collapsed church who had kept confessing without end.

He repeated those sentences in his own words and mentioned that when the clergyman had been about to say the name of the fourth King of Angels, he had suddenly destroyed himself, burned into ash by transparent flames.

We’ve learned about another King of Angels! And Afternoon Town’s atmosphere really is gloomy and frightening. That clergyman’s confession was very, hmm, very much like a prophet foretelling disaster… Audrey listened with great interest, becoming extremely curious about the two names—one blanked out, and one impossible to say.

At that moment, The Sun Derrick turned sideways, looked toward the head of the bronze long table, and asked devoutly, “Mr. Fool, who tempted the Dark Angel Sasrir? And whom does the fourth name represent? Why can it not be spoken?”

Here it comes… Behind the gray fog, Klein’s smile nearly stiffened.

The reason he had hurriedly thrown Little Sun back to the real world earlier was precisely because he feared the boy would ask similar questions!

At the time, he had been worried that Little Sun would ask about the Dark Angel Sasrir. What he faced now was an even more unanswerable question.

Fortunately, a Magician did not perform without preparation. After that day, Klein had of course seriously considered how to answer similar questions. Now, he had a certain foundation in mind. His right palm lightly came to rest on the armrest, and his gaze carried a meaningful smile as he said, “Because it is concealed.”

Through his eyes and body language, he hinted to the Tarot Club members that this “concealed” was not merely concealment in the ordinary sense of the word. It contained a deeper, more specific implication. As for what exactly that implication was, they would have to comprehend it themselves. A deity’s words always hid profound meaning.

After completing that whole set of motions, Klein could not help repenting a little inwardly, feeling that he was increasingly carrying the air of a charlatan. At the same time, he also sighed that The Hermit’s prying sometimes had to be partly attributed to his own guidance. After all, Mr. Fool would use gaze and body language to provide additional hints, so all the members would subconsciously observe His attitude.

There’s no helping it. If I don’t rely on these things, how am I supposed to keep up the act… It’s not as if I’m truly an evil god! Klein sighed inwardly.

Concealed? The name itself equals concealment? Is Mr. Fool’s hint hidden right there? Uh, what names are themselves equivalent to concealment… True Gods at the level of Sequence 0? The Hanged Man Alger thought of many things in an instant and, combining them with certain matters Little Sun had previously described, reached a tentative conclusion.

When names…