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Chapter 569: The Attached "Deities" (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

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In the materials provided by "The Sun," several representative subsidiary deities are listed in detail, though most are known only by title rather than their true names. These include "The Beauty Deity" and "The Goddess of Life" associated with Lilith, the vampire progenitor; "The Goddess of Misfortune" and "The God of the Dead" linked to the destructive wolf Fregla; and "The Goddess of Divine Calamities" connected to the elven king Sunyassolem, among others. The Goddess of Divine Calamities... Suddenly, Kline recalled the book titled "The Book of Calamities," as well as the golden cup he had retrieved from an upper elven sanctuary, inscribed with the name "Gosinam" and the elven word for "calamity." This prompted him to make a connection, suspecting that Gosinam might indeed be the subsidiary deity—the Goddess of Divine Calamities—of the elven king. Unfortunately, he could not directly seek confirmation from the smaller "Sun"; he would have to wait for further information to be provided. Kline sighed silently. At the same time, he made certain speculations about the lack of corresponding true names for these titles: The city of Silver originally belonged to the realm of the King of Giants, known as the "Land of Silver." While the Giants had a solid understanding of their own power and their primary rivals, information about the ancient gods beyond those circles came largely through tradition and was therefore less detailed. Compared to simple, easy-to-remember titles, the complex and cumbersome true names were clearly harder to recall and transmit. The initial evidence from the pages of the records confirmed Klein's judgment, yet it also raised new questions: Among the dragon lineage, there existed a being equivalent to the gods spoken of by the city of Silver—the "Dragon of Wisdom," named Herabergen. Under the King of Giants, Olmire, there was also His son, the "God of Dawn," Baderhail, and His queen, the "God of Harvest." Why did the "God of Harvest" lack a true name, if He was indeed the queen of the Giants' court? Shouldn't the city of Silver have recorded this? These so-called subsidiary gods seem to be equivalent to later angels or angelic kings. Well, Sequence 2 of this path—Sequence 1 of the others? Cline pressed his curiosity, inferring the current situation based on the knowledge recorded in the "Tabula of Desecration"—within the same path, if there's a Sequence 0, there's no Sequence 1; without Sequence 0, there may be at most three Sequence 1s. Yet Cline wasn't confident enough to make a definitive judgment, as his knowledge remained somewhat limited, and he himself wasn't certain whether the specifics of Sequence 0 and Sequence 1—arising from the properties of imperishability and conservation—came with any underlying conditions. For now, he leaned back, letting the documents in his hands fade away, and smiled. "Proceed, then." At that moment, "The Pendulum" Aljere was still carefully reviewing himself. Having thought through how to communicate, he adopted a perspective of empathy, viewing himself through the lens of the suspected "Star General," the "Veiled One," and assessing precisely what aspects of his situation had come to light. "Mr. The Fool protects each member's true identity through a certain vagueness and distortion in image—yet this does not impair the expression of color. Brown and chestnut tones, which are particularly close in hue, are indeed difficult to distinguish, but vivid colors remain clearly identifiable. At least, I can clearly recognize Miss Justice as having golden hair and a slightly greenish gaze. My most conspicuous and hard-to-mask feature is my deep blue hair—yet this says nothing definitive. It's true that deep blue hair is a common variant among waterborne travelers, but the reverse is not valid, as this trait is hereditary. On Sunya Island, especially in the turbulent coastal regions of Dici Bay, where elves traditionally gather, many individuals with only a faint elven lineage also possess deep blue hair. Indeed, the same holds true in areas where the Storm Church's exceptional beings are particularly numerous. Without reference to other distinguishing traits, 'The Hidden One' finds it difficult to deduce any further information from this." Just as Algier had relaxed, his peripheral vision caught sight of his storm cloak. Upon returning to the "Blue Avenger," his identity extended beyond that of captain—he also served as the priest to the sailors, requiring him to wear appropriate attire for Masses. If he failed to demonstrate his piety in daily actions, he might one day be reported by his subordinates. ——The Storm Church has always remained vigilant toward its members who have long drifted at sea, as prolonged performances of piracy might eventually solidify into genuine piracy. After all, the "Lord of the Storm" has never issued a divine decree excluding pirates from the faith. Under this blurred and somewhat distorted veil, the finer details of the clothing are hard to discern—this isn't a problem... yet, he should pay closer attention in the Tarot gatherings, wearing a more unremarkable outfit. Though it wasn't certain, he should still be treated as a pirate commander—no room for complacency. "The Hanged Man" Algier thought cautiously. At that moment, Emlyn, speaking with a voice seemingly subdued but clearly excited, said: "Mr. The Hangman, I'm ready. When can you receive the baron's bloodline estate? You mentioned it was in the hands of a sea-dweller, didn't you?" You didn't need to finish that last sentence... Aljere's body suddenly went stiff. Sea-dweller... "The Hermit" Gauthier's gaze once again swept over "The Hangman." Aljere's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to Emlyn and replied: "Did you get the cash?" "Of course!" Emlyn said, lifting his head. He had originally planned to wait until the three-month period of the draft expired before going to the bank to exchange it, but soon found that after deciding to purchase the baron's estate, his mood had completely changed—no longer hesitant, no longer doubtful, full of anticipation and yearning, eager to possess it immediately, just as he had felt when saving up to buy a beloved doll in the past! He endured for over a week before finally being unable to hold back and sold the promissory note, incurring some financial loss, but still able to accept it. ——In many cases, promissory notes can function as currency. "I'll have it for you within this week. In the end, let's confirm the price—4,500 pounds, is that acceptable?" Seeing the deal about to close, Alger didn't press the matter of the "Moon" having revealed his situation earlier. Reflecting on the dolls in his room, Emlyn cleared his throat and said, with a shifting gaze, "How about a bit cheaper?" "That's not something I can decide on, but I can certainly advocate for a lower price. And don't forget my commission—how about 300 pounds?" Alger's tone remained unchanged. "Agreed." Emlyn quietly exhaled, relieved. Not quite a strong vampire, still underage or only recently come of age… "The Hermit" Cadryl silently observed and made her judgment. Seeing that the agreement between "The Hangman" and "The Moon" was reached in just a few words, "Justice" Odile habitually felt she should make a purchase. In a couple of weeks' time, I'll reach out to the members of the "Psychological Alchemy Circle" in East Cheshire to inform them that I've become a psychological counselor, and exchange my contributions for future potion recipes—there's no immediate need to buy anything here just yet. I'll wait until I know exactly what materials I need, then ask them for help. As for magical artifacts, I can't purchase any more—they've already been reimbursed for one. The very fact that I'm receiving such rare items so frequently speaks volumes. Odile's thoughts raced, forming a clear plan. She slightly turned her body and looked toward the somber man at the base of the bronze long table: "Mr. World, you previously mentioned clues regarding the legacy traits of a psychological counselor—have you successfully obtained them?" I intended to buy it back to feed Suzy... she quietly added to herself. Actually, when she first considered it, she had another slightly sly idea: to find a pretext for asking the "Knight" to turn over the "Emperor" card in his hand. In her view, since the "Hermit" lady had shown such particular concern about the Roselle diary, reacting with unusually strong emotion and then swiftly and effectively concealing it, it was likely that she recognized the "Card of Desecration" and would reveal many issues upon seeing it—exposing her most genuine thoughts. Yet in the end, she abandoned this idea—not because she thought it inappropriate to probe the "Hermit" lady, which, to her, was a natural expression of responsibility toward the Tarot—rather, because she believed it was unnecessary to take the initiative on behalf of the "Knight," to make decisions for him. If He wished for the "Recluse" lady to recognize the "Card of Profanation," He would certainly turn it Himself. If He did not, then my efforts would be in direct contradiction to His will... Audrey nodded seriously, yet with barely a movement. At that moment, the "World" responded in a hoarse voice: "If you're certain you'd like it, I'll arrange it as quickly as possible." "The price is 1,800 pounds." Typically, the extraordinary attribute of a "Psychologist" falls between 1,200 and 1,500 pounds—Caine has slightly increased the amount, observing how much the "Justice" lady would return. "Agreed," said Audrey with a light, cheerful tone. She had already settled her final installment to Lord Glayntr, and upon returning to her family's estate, had received several mature gifts. Her finances were particularly sound at this time, and even the payment due to the " Fool" gentleman next month had already been arranged in advance. Subsequently, her monthly pension income would exceed 3,000 pounds, and a significant portion of her regular expenses would be covered by her parents' care and the ongoing impact of her previous commendation. He had originally assumed that, after spending 5,500 pounds on magical items, the "Justice" lady would not be so generous lately—just as last year—so he had reserved room for her counteroffers. Who knew, she had still agreed without hesitation. Was this a gold mine? Caine couldn't help muttering to himself. Seeing that the negotiations were now concluded, Deric of "The Sun" quickly followed the lead of the "Justice" lady and raised his hand: "Does anyone have the fruit of the Radiant Covenant Tree?" The "Sunwarden" had already successfully gathered most of the other ingredients for the potion. Just as Gardeleia of "The Hidden One" had initially judged the "Justice" lady to be a newly-qualified psychologist, she heard this request and remained silent for a few seconds before responding: "I do." "What would you like in return?" After observing the scene for some time, she decided to step in and initiate a small transaction, in order to gain deeper insight into the workings of the Tarot Circle. "Um… I can trade with the history of the Silver City, and with the histories of the great dragons and other dark creatures." "Sun," Deric said sincerely, "Madam 'The Hidden One,' here is also a list of common monsters found in the surrounding areas of the Silver City—please feel free to select the materials you need." How open and honest! "The Fool" Kline almost raised his head to gaze at the magnificent dome of the palace. What exactly was he saying…? Gardelica furrowed her brows, momentarily unable to fully grasp "Sun's" words.