Chapter 35 Communication
Roselle Gustav's secret diary?
Emperor Roselle?
Sure enough, only this kind of thing deserves the attention of a powerhouse at the level of Mister Fool... Audrey was stunned at first, and then realized that she was not surprised at all.
It is said that Emperor Roselle has seen the "Flagstone of Blasphemy", and it is said that the secret cards he made contain twenty-two paths of God, which is something that every high-rank powerhouse will definitely care about!
"Diary? Is that a diary?" Alger frowned slightly, keenly aware of a detail.
Mr. Fool called Roselle Gustaf's legacy a diary in a positive tone!
How did he know?
How did he confirm that?
Could it be that he has mastered the interpretation method of "Russell's Secret Text"?
Facing the question of "The Hanged Man", Klein, who achieved the expected effect, leaned back on the chair, clasped his hands, and answered in a relaxed tone:
"Let's treat it as a diary for now."
He neither denied nor affirmed.
"It is said that Emperor Roselle's, um, diary was written in secret words or symbols that he invented?" Audrey heard other noble children mention this matter, but never really knew it, and was curious for a while , ask aloud.
"Yes." Alger replied simply, "Some people think it's a unique set of occult symbols, some people believe it's a hieroglyph, but until today, no one has found the correct way to interpret it, at least as far as I know. within that range.”
Speaking of the back, he turned his head to look at Klein, as if he wanted to seek some kind of affirmation, but also seemed to be suspicious of something.
It is a text that has evolved over several generations, and it has long since lost its original pictogram. According to your thinking, how could it be possible to interpret it... Klein was calm and sneered to himself.
As for the idea of treating it as an occult symbol, he instantly thought of some absurd and funny scenes:
An evil mage wearing a black hooded robe rolled up his cuffs, revealing a symbol tattooed on his arm that was said to have been left by Emperor Roselle and had a mysterious power. Those were two cyan, huge simplified characters:
"A funny guy!"
The corners of Klein's mouth turned up slowly, and his mood became more and more good.
After listening to the description of "The Hanged Man", Audrey said embarrassingly:
"Symbols or words that we don't understand... Then how do we relay it to you here, Mr. Fool? Or, to send it somewhere?"
This is an important question... I still don't have a channel to receive things secretly... Klein didn't rush to answer. On his crossed hands, his thumbs separated and touched, touched and separated.
Soon, he found an idea:
Since I can create temples, tables and chairs here according to my own ideas, can I let others directly print out the content presented in their minds?
give it a try...
At this moment, Audrey and Alger saw Mr. Fool, who was covered in a thick gray fog, slowly sit upright and said:
"Miss Justice, let's try it out. You imagine a piece of text and give it the emotion to write it out urgently. Well, you pick up the pen next to you and write on the paper."
Before Klein could finish speaking, Audrey saw a yellow-brown parchment and a dark red pen in front of her.
She picked up the pen suspiciously and curiously, and as instructed, imagined in her mind a poem that Emperor Roselle once wrote:
"If winter comes, will spring be far behind?" (Note 1)
After reviewing the text, she picked up the pen and gave her ideas for presenting them all.
Klein felt this "emotion", so he used the "pen" as a medium to guide him.
As soon as Audrey dropped the pen, she saw a new line of words on the parchment:
"If winter comes,
Will spring be far behind? "
"Goddess, this is amazing!" Audrey said in surprise, full of emotion.
Then, she looked at Klein with some fear:
"Mr. Fool, can you read my thoughts?"
"No, I'm just a guide who simplifies the process of writing out the words and turns it into a way of rubbing. If you don't want to express yourself, there will be no traces." Klein comforted with a low voice.
"Is that so... Then as long as we remember the appearance of those symbols or secret texts, we can directly present them according to our wishes?" Audrey breathed a sigh of relief and asked suddenly.
"Yes." Klein answered briefly.
"This is really a good way, Miss Justice, don't doubt your memory, after you become an 'audience', you will be greatly improved in this regard." Alger watched the attempt just now, feeling only "The Fool" It's more mysterious and powerful than I imagined.
As for his memory, he believes that with the next promotion, he can get enough growth.
In response, Audrey nodded happily and said:
"That's a delightful reminder, Mr. Hanged Man, what else do you have to teach me about the 'audience'?"
Having said that, she turned her head and looked up:
"Mr. Fool, I will try my best to complete your mission and try to collect as many secret diaries of Emperor Roselle as possible."
"As I said, I am a person who likes exchange of equal value. The prepaid remuneration just now is only equivalent to two pages of diary per person. If there is any excess, I will give it extra." Klein used a kind of not taking advantage of children. said in a calm tone.
As for where the extra reward will come from, of course, it is the new secret diary of Emperor Roselle, which will form a good cycle.
"You are really a generous gentleman." Alger was silent for a few seconds, put his hand on his chest, and bowed slightly.
After saluting, he turned to Justice and said:
"I repeat, the audience is always just the audience."
"I know that many audiences like to pretend they are the protagonist or other characters, so they are so emotionally invested that they cry with the drama, laugh with the drama, get angry with the drama, and sad with the drama, but this is not your case. What a 'spectator' should do."
"Faced with the 'dramas' in the secular society, in the face of the characters who consciously or unconsciously play a certain role, you must maintain an absolute bystander attitude. Only in this way can you calmly, Look at them objectively, discover their habitual movements, detect their lying habit of mouth, smell their nervousness, and grasp their true thoughts from all kinds of subtle clues.”
"Believe me, each person will naturally secrete different 'things' and exude different flavors due to different emotions, but only the real 'audience' can smell it."
"Once you're emotionally invested, your observations will be affected, and your perception of other people's emotions will deviate."
Audrey listened carefully, and her eyes became brighter:
"Sounds very, very, very interesting!"
Klein's heart moved when he heard the first sentence:
The requirements of the "audience" potion seem to be summed up as "being an absolutely neutral audience".
It's kind of like acting out...
play?
Did Emperor Roselle mean this by "acting"?
Then I need to play the role of a "diver" to digest the potion bit by bit?
Just when Klein was thinking, Alger explained the "audience" requirements he knew, and pondered for a while:
"Looks like there's nothing wrong?"
"Maybe we can chat casually and talk about what's going on around us. Maybe news that is common to us will be a very important clue to others."
"Okay." Klein came back to his senses and nodded slightly.
He's already going to try to play a "diver", which doesn't seem to have any bad effects anyway.
"Then it starts with you, Mr. Hanged Man?" Audrey agreed with interest.
Alger thought for a while and said:
"The big pirate who calls himself 'Admiral Ludwell' has begun his voyage to explore the eastern end of the Sonia Sea."
"Well, the owner of the 'Black Tulip'?" Audrey asked rhetorically.
"Yes." Alger nodded and replied.
I don't even know who it is... Klein listened without saying a word, thinking about what to say in his heart, not exposing himself and getting intelligence feedback.
Soon, he made a decision, maintaining the high image of "The Fool", rubbing his fingers on the edge of the long bronze table:
"As far as I know, the Esoteric Order has lost a notebook of the Antigonus family."
This news is not only known to the night watchmen in Tingen City, the Secret Order and their closely related Beyonders also know it.
"Notes from the Antigonus family?" Alger repeated, shaking his head with a low smile, "I'm really curious about the reaction of the Church of the Evernight after learning the news."
Why only say the Church of the Evernight Goddess? Klein was keenly aware of the problem, but he was not easy to speak.
That would destroy the mysterious and profound image of The Fool.
At this time, Audrey said suspiciously:
"Why are you curious about this? Will there be any special reaction from the Church of the Goddess?"
Alger smiled and said:
"The Antigonus family was destroyed by the Church of the Evernight Goddess."
"I don't know if it is the end of the fourth era or the beginning of the current era."
This... Klein's eyes narrowed, and a chill suddenly appeared in his body:
"It seems that the Nighthawks pay more attention to the Antigonus family notebook than I imagined!"
"The reason why they proposed that I become an Extraordinary, 'having some credit' and 'preventing danger' should be only a small part of the reason, they hope that I will improve my inspiration, which will help to find notes.
"The captain didn't hide this, he mentioned it, but I didn't care about it at the time..."
After listening to The Hanged Man's explanation, Audrey spoke with great interest:
"I didn't expect such a thing to happen..."
"Okay, it's my turn, I'll think about what to say."
She tilted her head slightly, put her hand on her forehead, and said with a light smile:
"Yesterday, my etiquette teacher was teaching me how to faint, how to pass out gracefully and politely. This is a practical technique for escaping some embarrassing situations and hateful guys in social situations... Hehe, I was just organizing language, What I really want to say is that since the loss of the war on the east coast of Balam, the king, the prime minister and all the gentlemen, have felt a great deal of pressure and an urgent desire for change."
Note 1: Shelley, Ode to the West Wind