Kapitel 395: Chapter 395: A Little Shock for Mr. Fool
Chapter 395: A Little Shock for Mr. Fool
"An old acquaintance? What an interesting term."
Not knowing how to respond, Klein instead showed a faint, enigmatic smile, as if he had uncovered some secret of the stars.
Turning passivity into initiative.
Through the long-held Tarot Club, he had honed this skill to perfection.
"Old acquaintances, old friends, old hometowns—Roselle often gazed at the stars, seemingly reminiscing about something through them."
Hastur naturally shifted the blame to Roselle. On second thought, it wasn't really shifting blame. Roselle had certainly gazed at the stars more than once, and who knows what secrets he might have whispered to himself when alone.
"Roselle?"
Klein's heart stirred slightly, and he timely showed a bit of curiosity.
"The stars watch everything. His magnificent, turbulent life was also under the gaze of these stars."
"Even though he thought he was being very secretive, especially with the unique script he left behind, which seemed not to belong to this era."
"Could someone as special as him be the only one?"
Hearing this, Klein couldn't help but feel a bit panicked.
If the stars truly watched everything, did that mean his own arrival was also under their gaze?
Had they already seen through his identity as a transmigrator occupying the original Klein's body?
Not necessarily.
The one who transmigrated was Zhou Mingrui, who became Klein. What did that have to do with Mr. Fool?
Unless the stars could see through the concealment of the Gray Fog, how would they know he had become the new master of the Gray Fog?
Perhaps Hastur was just trying to trick him with words.
Understanding this, Klein slowly spoke, "Roselle was indeed an interesting person. It's a pity he chose the wrong path in the end."
Since Hastur wanted to talk about Roselle, Klein decided to go along with it. After all, through Roselle's diary, he had already roughly understood this fellow countryman's legendary life, character, and behavior.
It was a good opportunity to use the discussion of Roselle, an ancient figure, to showcase Mr. Fool's ancient and mysterious side, as if he had long awakened from slumber.
"Mr. Fool seems to be quite familiar with Roselle?"
Of course, I even know the exact dates he slept with certain witches.
Klein thought sarcastically but calmly said, "We did have quite a connection."
"A connection? What an interesting way to put it."
"The stars seem particularly concerned with Roselle?"
"He had qualities worth delving into."
"The stars watch everything. Can they not fully understand all things?"
Klein and Hastur continued their cryptic conversation centered around Roselle, but they didn't delve too deeply.
Finally, Hastur paused the topic about Roselle.
In terms of understanding Roselle, both he and Klein were like students taught by the same master, unable to outmaneuver each other.
Neither had seen Roselle in person or spoken with him directly. One knew Roselle through his diary, the other through the original work, indirectly learning about him.
If they continued talking, they were equally matched, and one wrong word could give the other a handle.
Moreover, how could the stars come to see Mr. Fool just to talk about Roselle?
Roselle wasn't qualified to be the main topic, only a small diversion.
"Mr. Fool, are you interested in attending a Star Council meeting?"
Hastur extended an invitation to the Star Council, curious about Klein's reaction.
A Star Council meeting?
Similar to the Tarot Club he had established?
The members of the Star Council mentioned by the stars must be terrifying beings of the same rank as the stars, right?
Managing the Tarot Club already required much effort and cunning. Attending a Star Council meeting, facing a group of beings comparable to true gods... just thinking about it was terrifying.
Klein's heart trembled. He was merely a fake Lord of Mysteries. Dealing with Justice, The Hanged Man, and others as Mr. Fool already took a lot of brainpower.
He had no energy to deal with the terrifying beings at the Star Council meeting.
"Many beings are eagerly awaiting the return of the Lord of Mysteries."
"A Star Council meeting sounds interesting. Who are the members?" Klein feigned interest while secretly thinking, "I'm not the Lord of Mysteries, and I have no desire to meet them."
"Mother Tree of Desire, Supernova Dominator, Child of Chaos, High-Dimensional Overseer."
"..."
Klein's eyelids twitched wildly, and his heart pounded.
He wasn't familiar with the Child of Chaos, Supernova Dominator, or High-Dimensional Overseer, but he knew about the Mother Tree of Desire.
The Mother Tree of Desire was the evil god worshipped by the Rose School of Thought's Hedonistic Sect!
Participating in the same meeting and conversing as equals meant the Child of Chaos and others were beings no less than the Mother Tree of Desire!
A Star Council meeting was more like a gathering of evil gods!
Just thinking about such a meeting made one's scalp tingle, let alone participating in it.
Stay away, definitely stay away from the so-called Star Council meeting!
"So it's them." Klein smiled and declined, "No, I'm not interested."
Hastur feigned regret, "That's a pity."
No, it's not a pity at all. I still want to live.
Klein smiled without speaking. He had no intention of attending any Star Council meeting.
However, he had a premonition that he might not escape the "true fragrance" law in the future.
After all, this law was sometimes more precise than 1+1=2.
"We've talked quite a lot today."
Klein issued a subtle dismissal. He was genuinely tired.
Today's conversation had exhausted his brain cells. Dealing with an ancient being like the stars required constant vigilance, or he risked exposing himself and inviting disaster.
"Mr. Fool, I look forward to our next meeting. I hope you'll surprise me then."
Having satisfied his curiosity, Hastur had no intention of continuing. He had only come for a casual visit today.
Any talk of cooperation was secondary. His main goal was to see Mr. Fool's reaction when found through the net.
The effect was satisfactory.
Outside the gray fog, a massive undead phoenix looked down at several Hounds of Fulgan. The Star Hall on its back gradually disappeared.
The undead phoenix, burning like hellfire, let out a high-pitched cry that shook the entire gray fog, causing it to tremble.
Riding an undead phoenix, this was the stars' display of power?
How enviable.
Klein watched the stars leave, feeling a weight lift from his heart. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily.
The stars had finally left.
As they departed, the Hounds of Fulgan whimpered softly toward the Gray Fog before disappearing into the historical void.
He had no desire to meet the stars again. His heart firmly said no.
Such thrilling encounters should be avoided if possible.
Klein gazed at the seven beams of pure light now filled with gray fog, sitting in silence for a long time.
It took a while for him to recover from the earlier fright.
The stars' mention of old acquaintances and Roselle had a hidden meaning that had made his heart clench.
He was sure the stars, who watched everything, had already discovered Roselle's identity as a transmigrator!
After all, Roselle had proclaimed himself the protagonist of the era, flamboyant and unrestrained, bringing many changes to this era and pushing it forward rapidly.
This would undoubtedly attract the attention of ancient beings, the stars among them.
He could hardly imagine the abilities and authorities such beings possessed. Reversing time and traversing galaxies might be routine for them.
If Roselle's appearance had indeed caught their attention, they might be more interested in the Earth where Roselle had lived before transmigrating!
"Fortunately, I'm different from Roselle."
Klein felt a sense of relief. Luckily, he hadn't flaunted his uniqueness like Roselle, allowing him to avoid unnecessary attention and grow safely until now.
Unfortunately, such peaceful days wouldn't last long.
The stars had already taken notice of him, and other terrifying beings might follow.
In the future, unless necessary, he should avoid using the Gray Fog to observe beings far more powerful than himself, lest he attract their attention.
Klein pondered in the gray fog for a long time, only returning to the real world when his spirituality was nearly exhausted.
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