Seeing Azik turn his body, his gaze sweeping over, appearing to be listening, Leyton explained in detail:
"Due to the death of George III, the upper echelons of Loen fell into chaos. Under the impact of the war, Loen's colonial rule over East Balam is no longer stable. The delicate balance between various forces has been broken, and various warlords have begun to carve up territories and engage in battles. Now, the entire Southern Continent is in turmoil."
"The Rose School of Thought and the Primordial Moon's believers are exceptionally active now. Coupled with the containment from Intis and the two major Churches, we cannot spare too much power to quell the chaos."
"I would like to ask for your help in looking after the Paz River Valley and the cities in the Northern State to prevent them from suffering too great a blow."
Azik nodded slightly, his expression relatively gentle, but his tone remained flat as he said, "I can."
Klein thought of something and asked curiously:
"When I previously summoned your historical projection, it failed several times in a row, and even after succeeding, it took you a while to project your consciousness over. Was that because you were dealing with the war in the Southern Continent?"
"No, it was simply because I was sealed for a period by Steam."
Leyton shook his head, not explaining the matter further, and instead asked:
"Is there any difference when you summon my historical projection compared to others?"
"Difference?" Klein hesitated, pondering for a moment, then said with some uncertainty:
"There shouldn't be any difference, except that your projection always gives me a sense of incompleteness."
"But this should be due to my own reasons. When summoning people and objects of a higher Sequence, the projection is only a partial display of power and characteristics. And your Sequence and strength are the highest among the historical projections I have summoned, so the restrictions in this regard are naturally greater."
Leyton nodded lightly, not dwelling on this topic.
After a brief silence, Klein spoke again:
"Because of some information provided by Amon, my Scholar of Yore potion has been digested. I plan to advance to the next Sequence as soon as possible, in order to escape the Forsaken Land of the Gods."
He paused, then added, "From what aspects can the Miracle Invoker's characteristics be obtained?"
After seeing The Fool card, he had already mastered the Miracle Invoker's potion formula and ritual. Although his current situation was troublesome, it was also a very good opportunity to complete the ritual.
What could be more fitting for a lost history to return to the current era than the City of Silver, than the Forsaken Land of the Gods? As long as I help Little Sun and the others escape the Forsaken Land of the Gods, and let the City of Silver be known to most people outside the Forsaken Land of the Gods, this ritual can be completed.
Whether it's me wanting to leave the Forsaken Land of the Gods, or helping the people of the City of Silver escape the Forsaken Land of the Gods, all of this is inseparable from the Giant King's Court, and I have already obtained the key to the Giant King's Court gate from Vice Admiral Iceberg Edwina Edwards... Heh, it's hard not to suspect that all of this was pre-arranged.
In many matters, the shadow of the Omniscient can actually be seen, but Its existence is not eye-catching, nor does It possess the quiet horror of a Spectator, but this is also very terrifying!
As he pondered, he looked at Leyton. Among the few people present, he was undoubtedly the most knowledgeable about the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Perhaps, he also contributed to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom's schemes.
While he was thinking about the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and Leyton, Azik leaned back in his chair and recalled:
"The number of Sequence 2 of different Pathways varies. If I remember correctly, when Attendant of Mysteries is at full capacity, there can only be six Miracle Invokers."
"There are two existing Attendant of Mysteries, Zaratul and Antigonus. I'm not sure if They can accommodate multiple characteristics, but I suspect They can."
"There won't be too many Miracle Invoker characteristics left outside. During the War of the Four Emperors, I participated in killing a Miracle Invoker from the Antigonus family, but his remains were taken away by an angel from the Church of the Lord of Storms at that time."
"Besides that, I remember the Eternal Blazing Sun Church has a related Sealed Artifact of Grade 0."
Leyton nodded lightly, then added:
"There's also the wishing lamp, but that's a layer of seal. It can't be used or taken out right now."
"Your best choice is in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Dark Demonic Wolf Kotar has a Sequence 2 characteristic there. You can snatch it, or, deal with that Demonic Wolf entirely. The characteristic on him is relatively safer."
"Dark Demonic Wolf?" Klein pondered and nodded, then shook his head with a bitter smile, "Amon should also be able to guess my thoughts, even most of the knowledge for digesting the Scholar of Yore potion came from him."
"So after you revive, you must move, and not stay in one place for too long. The battle with Dark Demonic Wolf must be quick; leave before Amon arrives, otherwise you and Kotar will both become his spoils of war."
Leyton casually mentioned it. He wasn't too worried about Klein's safety, at least until he finished exploring the Giant King's Court, he would be relatively safe.
Klein nodded gravely, then materialized his golden pocket watch, checked the time, and casually said:
"It's almost time for the gathering."
As he spoke, he raised his right hand and materialized his alternate account, The World, at the very end of the mottled long table.
"The World" Gehrman Sparrow bowed skillfully:
"Good afternoon, sirs."
Looking at The World's figure, Klein sighed thoughtfully:
"It's a good thing I'm already dead, otherwise just the spirituality I borrowed from my past self would have been enough to make me collapse."
"Once those false spiritualities were exhausted, I would immediately enter a state of spiritual exhaustion, and coupled with the Worms of Spirit I had already lost, I would likely collapse directly, or even die."
"Although this could also achieve the goal of suicide, it would be the worst-case scenario. Even if I came back to life, my mind would be polluted, or I might even revive directly as a Monster."
Azik comforted him in a deep voice, "You have temporarily gotten rid of Amon."
Klein smiled, not continuing the topic. The time quickly came to three in the afternoon, and Klein promptly pulled up the members of the Tarot Club.
Crimson light rapidly ascended from the gray mist, quickly contracting, and condensing into Vague figures on both sides of the mottled long table.
The moment they came to their senses, the members of the Tarot Club almost instinctively looked towards Mr. Fool at the head of the mottled long table.
Seeing Mr. Fool still sitting leisurely there, they visibly breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Star Leonard and Hermit Cattleya and the others turned their heads to look at The World at the very end.
After confirming that there was no monocle extra on Mr. Fool's right eye, and The World was sitting perfectly fine in his seat, Leonard finally let out a sigh of relief.
At the same time, Justice Audrey also withdrew her gaze. She slightly lifted her skirt and bowed towards the head of the mottled long table:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."
After seeing that "The World" Gehrman Sparrow was perfectly fine and sitting in his seat without any abnormalities, the other members of the Tarot Club also participated in this Tarot Club meeting perfectly fine, which brought her a sense of comfort, and her mood improved considerably.
After all the Tarot Club members had finished bowing, nodded to each other in greeting, and sat down, Klein's gaze casually swept over everyone, and he chuckled:
"You all seem very curious about whether today's Tarot Club can proceed as usual."
Without waiting for a response, he continued:
"I've been playing a game with Amon using The World's body during this time. Fortunately, it didn't delay too much time."
There are two types of participants in a game: those who play the game, and those who are played. Leyton restrained the upward curve of his lips, completing Klein's words in his mind.
He turned his head to look at Mr. Azik beside him, and could clearly see that the other's shoulders were also trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to endure something.
Klein, leaning leisurely in the high-backed chair, glanced sideways at the two of them, his expression almost unable to hold back a chuckle. Ah, great, another day of social death.
Feeling as if Worms of Spirit were slowly wriggling on his face, Klein took a deep breath, constantly comforting himself in his mind: Restrain yourself, don't think about these things, don't think about it...
His gaze swept around the hall. Seeing that no one spoke, he leaned back against the chair, smiling:
"You may begin."
The members of the Tarot Club, each with their own goals and thoughts, exchanged glances, and all decided to postpone their questions until the free exchange session.
Seeing that no one spoke, Klein manipulated his alternate account, The World, and looked at Star Leonard, saying:
"Help me ask him what price I need to pay if I want two Worms of Time."
He paused, then had The World look up at the head of the mottled long table, and then continued:
"This concerns whether I can escape my predicament."
Leonard immediately asked, "Escape your predicament? What did you encounter?"
"The World" Gehrman Sparrow revealed a bitter smile that came from the heart:
"I died."
Amidst the astonished and surprised gazes of Justice, Magician, Moon, and others, he continued:
"Mr. Fool pre-emptively granted me the miracle of resurrection, so death is not too terrifying for me."
"But the place where I revive cannot be too far from the corpse, and Amon will definitely leave some avatars to guard there. I need something that can modify my revival location to get rid of Amon."
"This is my own predicament, so I hope to resolve it on my own."
When Klein's words ended, the Tarot Club fell into a deathly silence, where even breathing could be clearly heard.