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Hermes? Thatâs an ancient powerhouse... Klein frowned slightly.
With his solid knowledge of mysticism, he was well aware of the era in which the old gentleman who had created the language of ancient Hermes had been active.
That is during the Second Epoch when the giants ruled the land and the dragons soared through the skies. In a particular sense, he appeared before the God of Combat and the Earth Mother in human history. In other words, even Little Sun, who didnât know the seven gods before joining the Tarot Club, would likely know of the name Hermes. Yes, I should find a chance to confirm this using The World...
That old gentleman had personally experienced the period when early humans tested the potions themselves, slowly seeking the thorny path of the powers of a Beyonder, one step at a time. He had used Jotun and Dragonese as blueprints, and standing on the shoulders of the pioneers, he created a Beyonder language that belongs to humans. He probably saw the first Blasphemy Slate!
He actually survived until the time of Emperor Roselle, and he might even be alive until now! This is a living fossil of human mysticism! Klein felt a surge of emotions. On the other hand, he felt the terror of the Twilight Hermit Order.
It even had Hermes as one of its members!
As for the other secret organizations, or even internally to the seven Churches, they will often use ancient Hermes to perform sacrificial rites and rituals!
The Twilight Hermit Order is really high-end, grand, and of a high level... Klein couldnât help but sigh inwardly.
What he envied most wasnât the existence of Hermes, a legend who lived throughout human history, among the Twilight Hermit Order, but the fact that they possessed the second Blasphemy Slate.
This is simply cheating! Klein sighed at the thought of how the Tarot Club only had one out of the twenty-one Cards of Blasphemy.
He turned his focus back to the paper and continued to read the remaining entries of the diary.
âHeavens! The old man sitting next to me who looks so ordinary and nothing special was actually Hermes. He lived from the dark Second Epoch all the way to the Beyonder decline of the Fifth Epoch!
âI made the right choice joining this organization!
âI can see my bright future, not using three exclamation marks to describe my feelings right now just isnât enough!!!
âThis bunch of big shots, these undying old bastards, are all gathered together because they believe in the opinion that twilight is approaching? No, itâs definitely not the case. At least, Iâm not!
âThere must be people among them who passionately believe in those ideals, purely waiting for the original Creator to awaken, hoping for the progress of history to develop to that node as predicted. Heh heh, according to my understanding, itâs most likely not an awakening, but a resurrection.
âBut there canât be more than half of those people. The rest are people having their own goals; either theyâre ambitious like me, or theyâre just lurking snitches. Wait a minute, I thought of a problem; I quickly joined the gathering after I agreed to the secret invitation, but I didnât undergo any scrutiny, and although the person who called for the gathering said that the members of this gathering had their differences and had to vote for me to join, barely allowing me to join after a majority vote of two-thirds, but thatâs not the point. The point is that they donât care if I believe in the idea that twilight is coming, nor do they mind me having all sorts of thoughts.
âWhat are they relying on to determine that I wonât bring harm to this organization? Could there be a High-Sequence Beyonder of the Spectator pathway among them, one that reaches the level of an angel? âHeâ had created a secret psychological cue in me through my verbal promise without me realizing it. And that theyâre confident enough to discover the hidden malice of its members?
âThat might be possible, but thinking about it makes me shudder.
âIn addition, without permission, once the name of that organization is mentioned to the outside world, it will be immediately noticed. They even gave me a few examples of former members who were eliminated... Writing on paper or in a newly created language wouldnât do as well!
âLet me think. Let me think. Sequence 2 of the Spectator pathway is Discerner while Sequence 1 is Author. Who among them fulfills the corresponding traits1 ?
âYes, I have a preliminary suspect, the person who convenes the gathering.
âYes, thereâs also Sequence 0 of the Spectator pathway. Its name is Visionary!
âBut I donât believe anyone here has reached the level of a true god. Otherwise, thereâs no need to hide behind the scenes. Of course, they might have divine items at the Sequence 0 level or the Uniqueness of a particular pathway. Perhaps itâs what creates this realistic dreamscape that can connect the east and west shores of the continent while having the ability to react the moment its name is mentioned.
âI didnât think too much into it back then. Amidst my shock, I asked about a few other matters, such as why the term âauthorityâ is used in the description of deities. Old Mister Hermes gave an interesting answer.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
When he saw this, Klein realized that the diary page had already reached its end.
He quickly turned to the next page, but he quickly turned back because the following page didnât connect to the previous page at all.
Whereâs the answer? Is it on the next page of the original diary, or was he too lazy to write it because itâs too long? Or he felt that thereâs no need to jot it down in the diary? Klein was so frantic that he wanted to transmigrate and grab Roselle by the neck to get him to tell him what Hermes had said!
Of course, he didnât show any signs of emotion on the surface, nor did he make any additional body language.
So the Spectator pathwayâs Sequence 0 is called Visionary. This corresponds well with the Dragon of Imagination. I thought it would be Dragon... Visionary adheres more to what humans know, which also means that consuming the corresponding Sequence 0 potion wouldnât necessarily change one into a dragon...
Sequence 1 Author. Just from the name of the potion, I find it quite similar to that quill, 0-08âs traits...
The Twilight Hermit Orderâs method of summoning members is a realistic dreamscape that connects the eastern and western ends of the continent? The âmiracleâ description at the beginning of the diary gave me a fright. I thought they had the gray fog or the mysterious space above the gray fog as well... Klein calmed his emotions and discovered that the single diary page provided a lot of important information.
First of all, he knew that the ancient sage, Hermes, had at least lived to Roselleâs era which was about a hundred or two hundred years ago, and he was a member of that mysterious organization.
Second, from Roselleâs description of how the organizationâs name couldnât be spoken, he basically confirmed that the mysterious organization was equal to the Twilight Hermit Order.
Finally, he learned the Sequence 0, Sequence 1, and Sequence 2 names of the Spectator pathway. Although they wouldnât be needed anytime soon, they enriched his accumulated knowledge of mysticism.
Perhaps Miss Justice would ask the relevant question at any time... Her curiosity had always been strong... Forcing himself to forget the missing answers, Klein turned to the last page.
As he read, Audrey habitually observed the details, and she acutely noticed that the Dark Emperor card, which Mr. Fool had placed face down on the long mottled table, was missing!
He gave it to an adorer to provide the appropriate help, or he exchanged items with some existence? Audrey blinked, trying to guess the reason.
She was more inclined to the first theory, because without the help of Mr. Fool, âHisâ adorers wouldnât necessarily be able to destroy the ritual for the descent of the True Creator.
Itâs a pity that Father is unable to see the detailed file; otherwise, I would know who Mr. Foolâs adorer is, hmm... Heâs a man of medium height, dressed in Loenâs most popular double-breasted frock coat, and he had been near Red Rose Manor at the time. I should be able to lock onto a target by using this information as a basis for investigation... But that might anger Mr. Fool. âHeâ hasnât permitted me to expose the identity of his adorer... Audrey, donât think too much. Donât be curious. Perhaps youâll meet in the future... Audrey retracted her gaze.
At this moment, Klein felt like laughing because of the contents of the last page.
â16th March, my first time attending a noble ball in this world.
âThe young ladies and madams are a lot better than I imagined. In the novels I read, they didnât bathe in the middle ages and relied on perfume to mask their disgusting body odor. They would frequently step on feces when they were out, and easily smeared their faces with things that are laced with poisonous heavy metals.
âBut itâs different here. They love to take baths. They have charming perfumes, fair skin, and tight waists. Most of them have pretty good figures.
âI overcame my nervousness and had a nice chat with the young daughter of Viscount Derilose. We talked about the meritorious deeds of my ancestors, talked about my familyâs estate, and my present aristocratic title. Then, she politely mentioned that she wanted to get something to eat.
âI didnât pay much attention to it at the time since hitting on chicks needed to be taken slow, but when I went downstairs to take a walk in the garden, I found her in an empty study f**king with the eldest son of Earl Florais. F**k! This is their first time meeting each! Is it me, Huang Tao, Roselle, who isnât good-looking enough? Or am I not entertaining enough?
âHow realistic! Fortunately, the madams have treated me quite well. I can sense the hidden passion within them, hehe. â
Roselle really wasnât used to the Intis style at first. According to historical records, the Gustav family had been on the decline for several generations, with only their aristocratic title of baron and a little property estate to their names. This lasted until Roselle made his fortune... I didnât expect the Emperor to have a woman snatched away. Wait, I remember Roselle mentioning in his diary that he had done it with Countess Florais... Impressive. Impressive... Klein looked down at the two remaining diary entries.
They were of no value and were accounts of Roselleâs life in the manor. The entire content was him wanting to hunt, his missing of delicacies, as well as his hopes of obtaining Beyonder powers and beautiful maidservants.
Klein leaned back a little, allowed the diary pages to disappear from his hands, and said with a smile, âYou may begin.â
Audrey immediately looked at The Sun diagonally across from her.
âHave you extricated yourself from the cycle?â
Derrick nodded honestly first before bowing towards the end of the bronze table.
âHonorable Mr. Fool, thank you for your guidance. It allowed me to find the key point of the Angel of Fate on the mural with the words âRose Redemption.â It aided the Chief in destroying the repeated cycle of fate.â
What Angel of Fate... I donât know anything... The very puzzled Fool, Klein, replied with a smile, âNot bad.â