AWB Chapter 190 Must Report to Mr. Fool
Chapter 190 Must Report to Mr. Fool
Chapter 190 Must Report to Mr. Fool
When asked about the details of the case by his aristocratic friends, Constance Rearson, who worked for MI9, had a slight change in expression, and then gave a wry smile.
"I regret to inform you that MI9 has confidentiality regulations, and I cannot give a direct answer. But..."
He took a sip of his black tea with great poise, building up suspense and drawing everyone's attention before slowly saying, "I can state some facts, but as for the specific reasons, you'll have to speculate for yourselves."
The tea party quickly quieted down, and everyone looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
"Upon entering Carpin's villa, we found the scene to be very clean...of course," said the tall, thin Const.
There was definitely rubble and trash, but what I mean by "clean" is that we didn't find any trace of a body at the scene, not even a drop of blood.
"However, according to our investigation, that night, besides those innocent girls, there were over a hundred people in the villa. This included a deputy police commissioner, a member of the House of Commons, several officials, wealthy businessmen, their entourages, the Cappin family's servants... all of them vanished without a trace, not even a drop of blood remained!"
Li Ersen's voice trembled slightly, as if he too was frightened by the fact.
The group exchanged bewildered glances.
These noble scions had some understanding of the mystical world. The reason they didn't become Extraordinary Ones was because their families were bound by the royal family and the church, and officially they could only choose to become officially recognized Extraordinary Ones, while most of them were unwilling to be restricted.
Within their limited knowledge, they had never heard of such a strange thing.
"Were they teleported away using a ritual?"
Some people have made bold guesses.
Cons just smiled.
"I heard rumors that people saw large amounts of blood gushing out of the door and windows."
At this point, someone else chimed in, "Cons, you said there wasn't a drop of blood at the scene. Doesn't that mean the rumors are false?"
However, to everyone's surprise, Cons shook his head and said, "It's true."
The crowd was in uproar. Two completely different descriptions were actually true, but how could such a thing happen? However, no matter how much they asked, Constance refused to answer any further.
The ability to manipulate blood... sounds similar to the Sequence 6 "Rose Bishop" of the Mystic Path mentioned by [The Sun].
Audrey maintained a charming smile on her face, but her mind was racing.
Could it be the aurora borealis that caused this?
No, if it were the Aurora Society, Constance and his team wouldn't be searching for clues so diligently. The other party must be someone outside the Aurora Society...
Audrey "read" his true thoughts from her friend's expression.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in my mind.
The guy I saw in the mental hospital that day was wearing a straitjacket and could use flesh-and-blood abilities. Although he was insane, he wasn't depraved or twisted... Most importantly, he didn't seem to be aligned with the Aurora Society!
Could it be him?
Thinking of her previous agreement with that person, Audrey hesitated for a moment.
She had originally planned to share the results of today's investigation at the tarot reading, but if it involved that particular person, sharing it publicly seemed a bit...
Then I will only tell Mr. Fool this deduction, and in public, I will only recount the events of the case.
But Audrey quickly came up with an idea.
I'm sorry, sir, you told me not to tell anyone about what happened. But I told someone truly great, someone who probably isn't even considered "human," is he?
Audrey thought to herself.
After the tea party, she excused herself by saying she was a little tired, dismissed her personal maid Annie, and had her golden retriever Susie guard the door from the outside. Alone in her bedroom, she clasped her fingers together and offered a prayer to Mr. Fool:
"A fool who doesn't belong to this era..."
Meanwhile, in the Hilton district.
Fors asked Hugh to go out and buy ink, while he took the opportunity to report to the Fool, to inform the mysterious and great being that his followers were being investigated.
"A fool who doesn't belong to this era..."
Joewood District.
"Um?"
Two voices overlapped in his mind. Klein, who was using the toilet in the bathroom, let out a soft squeak, followed by a swish.
He looked up in surprise from the newspaper.
Lu Ze looked down and examined the black iron gloves in his hands.
The Queen told him that the glove was an extraordinary item made from the extraordinary traits of the "Retribution Knight" at Sequence 5 of the "Arbitrator" pathway, and after his confirmation, it should be correct.
After trying it out for a bit, he roughly figured out how to use the gloves.
The primary function of these gloves is to issue "bans".
The so-called injunction is a powerful ability that the arbitrator Tu Jing gains after reaching Sequence 6. By issuing an injunction, rules can be forcibly established in the current area, prohibiting others from performing certain actions. If the other party forcibly performs such actions, they will not only be severely restricted, but the power of the glove holder will also be enhanced.
For those who violate the prohibition, the glove holder can declare them guilty, enhancing their own power and unleashing a powerful ability called "Death." Aim for the opponent's head and launch a powerful, unavoidable attack.
Of course, there are limitations on the number and targets of the injunctions that can be issued. Extraordinary individuals of the same path can issue a maximum of two injunctions at a time, while those of different paths can only issue one.
Moreover, the gloves only work on Extraordinary beings of Sequence 5 and below, and the higher the Sequence of the object to which the ban is issued, the more spiritual energy is required.
As for the gloves' side effects, Luze has only found one so far. That is, after putting on the gloves, the wearer will gradually become arrogant, full of self-confidence, believe that they can control the situation, and refuse to take off the gloves.
No wonder Horace was so stubborn; he knew I was a shepherd and still fought me for so long.
Lu Ze thought to himself with some understanding.
Whatever the glove was originally called, Luze now calls it "Hand of Pride" as a reminder not to overuse it.
To avoid ending up like Horace.
However, if one truly goes mad, it's hard to say whether they'll be able to do things their own way.
Including this one, he now possesses three extraordinary items. Two of them are from the Queen: the "Mirror of Hints" and the "Wheel of Fortune." The remaining one is the one in his hand.
If I were to keep all three extraordinary items, it would indeed be a bit too much.
"Cecilia, do you want these gloves?"
He held up the black iron glove and asked his sister.
"No. Brother, don't forget, my current sequence is too low. Using such powerful gloves will drain my spiritual energy."
The black-haired girl glanced at him helplessly. "Give me that mirror. I think I can handle it."
Also.
She made a good point, Lu Ze nodded, and took out the mirror with a crack.
"Please cooperate with my sister, okay?"
He spoke politely to the mirror, whose response was even somewhat obsequious, and the black-haired girl obediently took it in her hand.