Even the Great Emperor is Afraid

Chapter 86 Even the Great Emperor is Afraid

On the way back, Klein kept staring at Xia'er with murderous eyes.

Having no other option, Xia Er could only try to explain:

"Selena, you are a smart girl."

"Klein's police ID is real too... um... how am I supposed to explain this?"

"If you know anything about banks, you should know that in addition to the regular employees who serve all depositors, banks also have senior employees who provide services specifically for special individuals."

"You can also think of your teacher as a spy from another country; you can interpret it however you like."

"The only thing you can do is forget all of this and go back to your previous life."

Faced with Klein's coercion, Xia Er hastily offered an explanation.

Although Xia'er's explanation was still somewhat... Klein's expression softened a little.

He is a night watchman who stands in the darkness to fight against danger, yet he is said to be a black glove for noble councilors to bully commoners. Who can stand that?

After catching his breath, Klein looked at Selena with some nervousness. Shael's way of speaking was too direct and did not consider whether the girl could accept it, which made Klein a little worried about whether Selena could handle such a way of speaking.

"You're just going to let me go like that?"

Selena didn't cry or break down anymore; she had clearly developed a resistance. At this moment, she looked directly at Xia Er and asked with some confusion.

She frowned and glanced down.

Although her red dress was a little dirty and her hair was a little messy, she was still confident in her appearance; she was cute and pretty.

"Otherwise what?"

"You think I'll not let you off the hook, providing you with food and lodging, buying you clothes? Supporting you through technical school, then university, and finally arranging a decent job for you after graduation?"

Chael looked at Selena strangely, "You're not as interesting as Heinz Vancent."

"Can you please stop leading Selena astray?"

Klein couldn't hold back any longer. What kind of outrageous words were these? He was an official, and he was right here!

If these words were to reach Melissa... Klein's fist hardened again.

Selena was teased by Chael and looked up incredulously. "Is this what 'not letting them go' means?"

Shouldn't it be something really tragic?

Upon hearing Klein's words, her face flushed red, and she stiffly lowered her head, unsure whether to be angry or ashamed.

Seeing this, Xia Er stopped talking, closed his eyes, and softly began to sing a hymn to the night, praising the darkness.

His singing seemed to have a calming effect, and the atmosphere in the carriage gradually became peaceful.

3 PM.

An ancient palace above the gray fog.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Angel~"

"Justice," Audrey said with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Miss Justice."

Xia Er nodded, responding politely.

"Mr. Fool, it's a pity there's no fine wine here, otherwise we could toast your success."

After greeting everyone, Audrey looked at "The Fool" in a good mood and said...

She was probably the only one, besides "The Fool," who was delighted by the success of the prayer ceremony.

"Your abilities exceed our expectations."

Alger echoed the praise.

"This is something only truly great people can do."

"The distance between Rune and the sea... I imagine it must be extremely far."

Shael smiled. Judging from his performance alone, Klein's move was impressive, even to a knowledgeable extraordinary individual.

Everyone should consider him, at the very least, an angel.

Saints of Sequence Three find it difficult to respond to prayers from afar.

In this respect, even saints are inferior to some spirit beings.

Chael's words reminded Audrey and Alger.

They now know more or less about each other. It's really impressive that "The Fool" can respond to "Justice" in Backlund and "The Hanged Man" in the Sunia Sea at the same time.

"This is just the beginning."

"If you are unable to get away later, you can let me know in advance through prayer."

The Fool waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned about such a trivial matter.

Then came the time for Russell's diary.

Audrey provided a page.

Chael also provided a page.

Klein began reading the diaries.

The diary entries provided by Audrey were roughly as follows: Why are there so few sealed artifacts from the Steam Church? Did I choose the wrong church? Oh well, it doesn't matter, I'll carry them.

Goodbye Zarathustra, he turns out to be the leader of the secret order.

The standards for digesting role-playing methods.

While Klein was engrossed in reading the diary, Audrey stared wide-eyed at the Fool. Although her vision was completely obscured by the gray fog, she was still startled.

Out of the corner of his eye, Xia Er saw Miss Justice stick out her tongue slightly, which reminded him of Susie.

Klein continued reading the diary provided by Shael.

June 22nd.

"Damn it! My base was almost raided!"

"Floran of the Soren family actually invited Matilda to dance at the ball! Fine, let's dance, but the actions were so intimate. Don't think I don't know what he's thinking!"

"He wasn't satisfied with just lusting after me, he also lusted after Matilda. He's truly despicable."

"Okay, although I've always thought I've adapted to local customs and become a spiritual Intis, I'm still conservative at heart. Other people's wives are indeed very charming, but I still can't accept having a green hat on my head."

"How about we suspend all the parties for a while? Don't let Florent, or some other scoundrel, steal my partner away."

"Although I trust Matilda completely, I can't give those guys the chance to attack me."

Your Majesty, do you ever worry about being cheated on?

Klein looked at the diary, which detailed Rosell's entire process from anger to guilt, entanglement, struggle, and compromise. Ignoring the various overly affectionate greetings, Klein could tell that Rosell was genuinely afraid that his house would be robbed if he wasn't careful.

Continuing to read the diary, what follows is disjointed content.

Russell had vowed since childhood to "screw it" and remain silent, that when he grew up he would take down his opponents one punch at a time.

The person who was "smiling without saying a word" silently put down their diary.

Your Majesty, may you rest in peace.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Reading time for "The Fool" is over.

"Gentlemen, I'd like to know where I can find the Psychological Alchemy Society?"

Audrey organized her thoughts as she spoke.

"Your focus right now should be on digesting the potion."

The Hanged Man shook his head. He didn't know any clues, but he felt that "justice" was a bit too lofty.

"I just want more time to prepare so I can approach them more naturally."

After Audrey finished speaking, she turned and looked at the "angel" with expectant eyes.

Even if you say that, I won't tell you.

Chael refused to answer the question.

"Why? I can offer payment."

Miss Justice pouted. Why didn't you tell her?

"Because I wanted to join, but I was rejected, I got jealous and didn't want you to join."

Chael was indeed "jealous".

He also wanted to create a new account to sneak in and get a Personality Mask to play with, but the seemingly loose Psychological Alchemy might have Adam's shadow behind it, so he couldn't sneak in, and Audrey shouldn't either.

"Mr. Angel, may I ask why you were rejected?"

Audrey blinked and asked, her face full of curiosity.

"Because I wanted to skip the regular members and become a leader directly, but their leaders didn't agree."

Xia Er sighed as she spoke, looking extremely sad.

Upon hearing this, Klein, Alger, and Audrey all fell silent.