That gentle voice seemed to resonate with the deepest thoughts within Audrey's heart, making her feel only a slight resistance—she sensed it was truly her own voice, her most authentic thoughts. Hewen Lambis gazed into her eyes, deep and as green as precious stones, and spoke slowly and steadily: "Second, during the upcoming banquets and ball events, approach the several princes with less hesitation, and praise them warmly before Lord and Lady Horbury. Remember these words—they are the reflection of your unconscious mind. Then, forget that I ever came to speak to you about them, forget that your actions now differ from your usual behavior, and do not seek protection, nor stray from your key position during the Midnight Church Mass…" After speaking, Hewen Lambis shifted his gaze from Audrey’s eyes to the serving maids, particularly Anne, subtly suggesting that they should not be surprised by the lady’s subsequent unusual conduct. With these matters settled, his figure simply vanished inside the carriage, making no sound at all. Tinkle, tinkle! Another bicycle passed by the window, and Audrey's slightly unfocused gaze instantly regained its brightness. She glanced at the bustling street, then suddenly gave a small "oh!" of surprise. Then, somewhat shyly, she turned back to Anne and the others and said, "I've forgotten something—I need to go to Glencourt first." At that moment, the carriage had not yet left Queens, and Glencourt's manor was still within easy reach. Anne and the other servants found no surprise or difficulty in this, and promptly instructed the driver to take a different street. It wasn't until 9:40 that Audrey finally arrived at Pesfield Street, entered the second floor of the Roon Charitable Educational Fund, and stepped into her own boardroom office. Watching her personal maid Anne and others either organizing file cabinets or preparing afternoon tea with the spring water carried by themselves, Audrey, accompanied by her golden-haired dog Susie, opened the door to the adjacent small lounge, as if preparing to once again examine her appearance and determine whether the maids needed to assist with makeup. During this time, Audrey glanced at the keyhole, relaxed, and asked Susie, "Has my performance been unusual today?" This habit—she'd only recently developed—had begun since Herbert Lambis went missing! She knew that the blessing from the Angel of the "Knight of Cups" was not permanent—it only lasted for a certain period—and she had no way of knowing whether Herwin Lambis would come to see her, or when he would arrive, so she couldn't pray in advance to the "Knight of Cups" to prepare accordingly. Therefore, drawing on her understanding of psychology and esoteric studies, and adopting a cautious stance, she not only reviewed her daily actions three times a day to check for any anomalies or excessive coincidences, but also specifically instructed Suzy to pay close attention to her own state, to serve as her mirror. This was a preventive measure to avoid being hypnotized or subtly influenced by Herwin Lambis without realizing it. The golden-haired dog Suzy sat beside her, thoughtfully, and then said: "Yes." "...", Audrey's gentle smile instantly stiffened, and she quickly turned to Suzy, eager to hear her explanation. Suzy sniffed, glanced around, and then continued, "You had no intention of visiting Viscount Graylinth when you left, yet you diverted halfway there. 'You'll keep me informed of your general itinerary each day, and whenever you make changes or additions, you'll consult with me first,' you've said." Upon hearing Suzy's reply, Audrey's expression grew serious. She still didn't find anything unusual in this, but this particular tone was utterly out of the ordinary! It now felt almost certain to her: Herwen Lambes had visited—right after she had left—before even stepping toward Graylinth's manor! The man had already made subtle hints and exerted influence, erasing all traces of his visit. Yet he hadn't gone to 'check in' with a dog, to ensure that the dog perceived everything as normal... Audrey instinctively wanted to send Suzy away, so she could approach the 'Fool' directly, but hesitated instead. Is my current behavior being monitored by Herwen Lambis? Is he sitting somewhere in this room, quietly observing me… No—if that were truly the case, he would have noticed something was amiss when I asked Susie, and would have already been praying for a better outcome. Even if he is indeed here, the Sir "The Fool" could detect that I can promise future sacrifices, pleading for His direct divine judgment. Yet, why do I still hesitate to pray, why do I still refuse to seek help? Odile stands there, her thoughts swirling, instinctively wanting to retreat. This makes her aware of the contradiction, of the subtle resistance within herself. From psychological and esoteric perspectives, she has a vague sense of what might be unfolding, and quickly dismisses the idea of reaching out, instead maintaining the usual state of praying to the goddess without expecting a response. This significantly alleviates the inner tension. Audrey instantly gained confidence, first signaling Suzy to leave, then turning to the mirror and softly hypnotizing herself: "You're not asking for help—you're simply making your daily prayers... You're not asking for help—you're simply making your daily prayers..." After repeating this several times, the gentle, deep green vortex in her eyes—so captivating it drew the soul—slowly faded, and her eyes returned to their normal state. She then raised both hands, clasped them over her mouth and nose, and softly recited in ancient Hermes: "A fool from a time not this age... I may have already seen Herwin Lambis..." In her words, she did not express a desire for assistance, merely recounting the discovery just made. After a moment of waiting, deep red light surged before her, flooding her like a tide. Suddenly, her thoughts became clear, and vivid images flashed rapidly through her mind. It was the man in the black three-piece suit seated directly across from her, Herr Wen Lambis; It was the elder whose gentle voice spoke to her sentence by sentence; It was the "spectator" of half-divine stature, with eyes the color of pale blue, as if holding infinite wisdom and countless spirals. At the same time, those words echoed once again in Odile's ears, bringing back to her every detail of what had happened before. When the deep crimson light faded, before her stood an ancient bronze long table, and a mysterious figure seated in the high-backed chair at the head of it, veiled in a gray-white mist. As waves of relief, fear, and panic surged through her, Odile rose, raised her skirt, and bowed to the great presence: "Thank you for your protection, esteemed Sir 'The Fool.'" Klein nodded gently, smiled in approval: "You handled it well." Hearing this, Audrey suddenly felt at ease, no longer so apprehensive. She sat down and calmly recounted her entire experience in a clear and complete manner. As the "Card of Fool," Caine couldn't directly discuss or analyze the situation with Miss Justice, nor could he offer suggestions—he could only smile and say, "This is a trial set by fate." A trial? Only by passing this trial could I qualify to become a half-god, and only then could I protect the people I care about amid the complex circumstances in Beckland? Interpreting the hint from Mr. Fool, Audrey nodded seriously and said, "I understand." Caine said no more, only half-sighing, half-smiling, "Go now, and welcome it." As Audrey was about to express her gratitude once again, deep red began to surge before her vision, and everything grew blurry. In an instant, she returned to the real world, yet now she no longer forgot or overlooked anything. A trial? That is to say, I must eliminate the threat originating from Herwin Lambis—without exposing my own secret—such that even if Herwin Lambis dies, the Psychological Alchemy Society will not suspect anything? How am I supposed to do this...? Audrey gazed at the strikingly beautiful golden-haired young woman reflected in the mirror, slightly tilting her head and glancing over at the opposite side. There, in that direction, was a large lounge reserved for the board members who did not hold positions within the Foundation. Just a few minutes ago, while ascending the stairs, Audrey had seen Mr. Dauvrez Tangates inside. "I last night had thought that my investigation into Miss Hove was purely an initiative of the Royal faction, involving only the mid-tier extraordinary members of the Psychological Alchemy Guild, and that Adam—due to certain reasons—had not shared the matter of 'The Fool' with either the Royal faction or the Order of the Magi. Indeed, He still hoped I would provide him with some feedback. But now it seems that Adam's own intentions are also at play. Otherwise, Hewin Lembis would never have become involved, especially since, for the Order of the Twilight Hermits, a Saint is both highly valuable and difficult to relinquish or sacrifice. What exactly is Adam trying to test? Whether the actions of Miss Judgment are driven solely by her own motivations, or whether they are influenced by the will of 'The Fool'?" "If the ' Fool' secures the ' Cross without Shadow,' and, after learning that the King's secret is tied to Adam's schemes, still insists on having his subordinates investigate, then that would mean he is at odds with the ' Twilight Hermit's Circle.' And Adam knows the true identity of the follower, Germaine Sparrow... Yet, given Adam's capabilities, he wouldn't need to go through all these formalities. Simply sitting beside the 'Judgment' lady, listening to her inner thoughts, would suffice to uncover the truth—there's no need for such elaborate steps... Unless He has already left Bekland, or, due to certain sensitivities, is unwilling to enter this city again and must rely on his subordinates to investigate... Did my reminder to Lady Arianna and the Night Church finally reach Adam, making him aware of the divine threat?" "It's most likely the case that He is aware of Germaine Sparo's connection to the 'Death High Office,' yet hasn't yet noticed that the artificial deity has gone awry—neither has the Divine Order's artificial deity division detected this issue. Therefore, bolstered by the hidden authority, He remains unaware that the goddess has been unable to manifest for an extended period. "Next, in dealing with Hewen Lambis, it's crucial to ensure that Miss Justice is completely cleared of any involvement, so as not to raise suspicion." As soon as克莱恩 thought this, he saw through the corresponding prayer light point Miss Audrey, the 'Justice' representative, entering the boardroom lounge to find D'Orn Thonard. He quickly suppressed his thoughts and returned to the present moment. PS: First release, then revision—double the period for monthly ticket support! PS2: Recommend a book: *Becoming a Billionaire by Losing*, a very engaging read—its content is clearly evident from the title. It's somewhat similar to *The Tomato Billionaire*, where one diligently invests in underperforming projects with the intention of losing money—quite enjoyable.