"Believe in the power of the gods, don't believe in the kindness of the gods..." Klein sat quietly on the chair belonging to "The Fool", his face as dark as water.

He felt powerless.

It felt like something was blocked in my chest.

yes.

His thoughts never belonged to this era.

Therefore, after knowing about the upcoming catastrophe, even though the people of Backlund had nothing to do with him, he still felt dull and suffocated.

Those gods...

How indifferent!

He is Zhou Mingrui.

He is Crane Moretti.

He is the 'Fool' above the gray fog.

But in the final analysis, he is a "person".

A "person" who has a clear sense of right and wrong and knows what is good and what is bad!

At least for now, he still retains quite complete humanity.

"I want to do something." Klein's fingers tapped lightly on the long bronze table.

He whispered something under his breath, and his eyes became more determined, "I want to do something!"

If he doesn't do something, he will feel unhappy.

Then here comes the problem.

How to make trouble?

With the strength of Sequence 7?

As a ‘magician’?

No!

That's too shabby.

If you want to do it, do it in a big way!

And the biggest card in his hand is undoubtedly ‘that guy’!

I am certain in my heart.

Klein communicates with a certain crimson star spiritually.

Not long after, a figure appeared on the armchair of the Wheel of Fortune.

"The great 'Lord of Origin Castle'." Jon was slightly surprised to be pulled into the gray mist, but his expression was extremely calm, "What do you want from me?"

"Mr. Destiny," Klein said with a smile, "I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you this time."

"What did you say? Destiny asked me to stand by your side. This is my duty." Jon smiled, "I wonder if there is anything I can do for you?"

Klein pondered for a moment and said, "I don't want to see the birth of a new god."

Hearing this, Jon fell into silence.

After a long time, he quietly said: "For every gift, 'destiny' has a price marked on it."

Mr. Ke, this job requires extra money.

Of course, Klein could understand the deeper meaning of Jon's words.

Although Audrey and the others, and even the survivors of Silver City, thought that Jon Joestar was the angel beside "The Fool", in fact, he was just sent by the "Master of Destiny" to befriend the "Lord of Source Castle"

diplomatic ambassador.

"That's fair." Klein was already prepared and nodded lightly.

no way.

If you want to get something, you must give something.

Anyway, the "Master of Destiny" won't be able to see him for a while.

Again, just owe it to yourself first.

"Follow your will." The transaction was established, and Jon bowed slightly.

‘Preventing a Sequence 1 from becoming a god in a game of multi-party forces’, if converted into gold pounds, one million pounds would not be excessive at all.

By the way, we also need to consider the 92% off.

Mr. Qiao counted his fingers and found out that Klein already owed him pounds.

Even if it was true that in the original fate track, Klein fell into a deep sleep in order to prevent the resurrection of Tianzun's will, he would still have to put a clone next to Klein, always holding his ear to remind him to pay back the money...

Of course, Crane didn't know the evil thoughts in Jon's heart.

He said solemnly: "This time, my roller may be able to help you a little bit."

Jon was stunned for a moment, pretending to suddenly realize, "Did you teach that kind of writing to Klein? Okay, I understand. In this way, he can indeed be of great help."

Klein: Meow meow meow?

I didn't understand, but I decided to play dumb.

After a brief exchange of words, the two ended the conversation.

Return to the real world.

Klein has been waiting for Jon to come.

Sure enough, he saw that handsome face in the evening.

"Crane, my friend, we have work to do."

Jon smiled and sat down opposite Klein, and began to look at the decoration of the detective office. He couldn't help but smile and said: "You didn't waste the funds approved by the Aurora Society at all. Yes, it's very impressive."

Klein didn't say anything and poured Jon a cup of coffee...cold.

Jon looked at the cup with disgust and chose to put it on the table.

Then, he said: "How much do you know about Russell's writing? Can you recognize it all? Can you write and read it?"

Klein said truthfully: "Okay."

"Although I have said it many times, she really favors you as a scroller." Jon stood up, "If we want to achieve our goal, besides the two of us, it is best to find another helper."

helper?

who?

Klein's first reaction was the Church of the Night.

After all, he is a public servant. Knowing the true purpose of the Night Goddess, he still has special feelings for the Church of the Night.

However, Jon said a name that was relatively unfamiliar to him but also somewhat familiar, "Queen of Mystery."

‘Queen of Mystery’?

Who is that?

Klein was confused.

Jon smiled, "Maybe I should say, Bernadette Gustave."

Gustav...

Gustav!

Klein often reads "Roselle's Diary", so how could he not know that his fellow countryman's name in this world is Russell Gustav.

Based on the previous diary contents, Bernadette should be Russell’s daughter!

"It seems that you know who Bernadette is, so it will be easier to handle. Haha, after all, it involves the 'Black Emperor', so she should contribute."

Jon patted Klein on the shoulder, "I'll leave it to you then, Klein."
Chapter completed!