"After the Blood Reverend entered the palace, he publicly declared that the true culprit behind the 'Great Smog' incident was the one sitting on the palace throne..."
Iconser explained.
Since the silver mirror couldn't produce sound, everyone present could only watch as the blood-colored figure with a blurred face shouted something in fury.
"And he was there to demand justice for those people."
The conference room fell silent. Everyone held their breath as they watched the scene in the mirror.
In the reflection, the Blood Reverend stood alone atop the clock tower. Facing him, from sky to ground, was an ocean of royal Beyonders surrounding him on all sides, including even Sequence 3 and Sequence 4 demigods.
The scene was quite spectacular, and when combined with the words he spoke, it left an especially deep impression.
The three Archbishops watched the mirror intently, while the handsome, frivolous green-eyed man sitting across from Iconser also straightened in his seat, his expression serious.
Everyone watched as the red figure transformed into a river of blood, launching an assault on the palace with towering waves of crimson.
Although the royal Beyonders used various methods to obstruct him, the river maintained its forward momentum, with countless human figures emerging from its surface to fight them.
"So powerful..."
Someone said softly.
"Is this also an ability of the Secrets Suppliant pathway? I've really never seen anything like it."
Horamick, the Archbishop of the Church of Steam, looked at the river of blood.
"Hard to say.
Perhaps it's his unique ability, or perhaps he's borrowing some extraordinary item.
Or maybe ordinary Shepherds are trapped in madness and unable to use such abilities."
Soest stared intently at the mirror, speculating.
If Audrey had been present, she should have immediately noticed the difference.
In the image, the Blood Reverend's figure appeared taller and more heroic, like a protagonist, while the royal family members facing him were often backlit, appearing fierce and ugly, the very image of villains.
Not only that, but the flesh puppets created by the Red Angel had also been blurred, making it difficult for people to notice anything unusual.
The magic mirror Arrodes had actively covered for Silas, though whether this was due to flattery or fear was impossible to know.
The scene in the mirror continued to unfold.
Just as the river of blood was about to reach the palace, the royal family's angel descended.
The magic mirror didn't directly show his figure, but instead expressed it indirectly through other people's reactions.
After Dlink Augustus arrived, the situation immediately took a sharp turn for the worse.
The crimson river contracted, and the Blood Reverend's own strength was also restricted, making him unable to continue contending with those Beyonders.
But even as he swayed on the verge of collapse, he still dragged his broken body forward step by step toward the palace.
Under the magic mirror's full rendering, this scene appeared incredibly tragic and heroic.
"Keep going, keep moving forward..."
Many people thought to themselves.
At least in this moment, the people in the conference room hoped he would win.
Then they finally witnessed the Blood Reverend's madness and determination.
Even as he was pierced and lifted by a forest of blades and swords, he still tore off his own head and threw it into the palace, spitting on the King's dignity in an almost suicidal manner.
At this point, the scene finally ended.
After this, the magic mirror asked Iconser its usual embarrassing and humiliating questions as always, and the latter was struck by lightning for refusing to answer, falling unconscious.
Everyone sympathized with the deacon's difficulties, but no one intended to continue using 2-111. Instead, they discussed the scene they had just witnessed.
"The Blood Reverend could fight so many Beyonders and wasn't at a disadvantage before the angel arrived.
His own strength must be very powerful. I estimate he's reached at least Sequence 3."
A "Punisher" from the Church of Storms said.
"But in the Lanevus case, he had great difficulty dealing with an unborn Evil God offspring and was nearly caught by the Nighthawks...
Could his strength really have advanced this rapidly in just a few months?"
Someone raised a counterargument.
After discussing the Blood Reverend for a while, they turned the topic to the enemies he had faced.
"So, what kind of explanation has the royal family provided now?"
***
"How is the royal family doing now?"
Above the gray fog, The Hanged Man Alger asked the same question, looking toward Justice Audrey.
"They've ceded more interests and have fully accepted inspections from the three major churches."
Audrey said.
"What were the results of the investigation?"
"Aside from some minor issues, nothing was found."
Justice Audrey shook her head. "It's as if they've woven a perfect illusion."
The current situation was that the three major churches knew the royal family had problems, and the royal family knew they suspected there were problems, but they just couldn't find out exactly where the problems were.
"Currently, the royal family maintains their previous statement, claiming that the Blood Reverend is a madman who worships some other evil cult, and that he used this incident to attack the palace and provoke discord between the royal family and the churches for profit..."
Justice Audrey shook her head.
"The three major churches naturally don't believe it, but because they haven't found any problems, the public investigation has ended for now.
However, it's foreseeable that for a long time to come, the royal family will be closely watched. Even if they truly do have plans, they'll be restricted."
"Heh, I have my doubts about whether they can actually restrict the royal family."
The Hanged Man Alger shook his head with a cold laugh.
After this topic concluded, they chatted about some related intelligence.
Sun discussed whether they should establish a gesture for praying to The Fool, which was refuted by The Hanged Man.
World told The Hanged Man that the human trafficker Baeron he was looking for was in Backlund and had made contact with people from Military Intelligence Group 9.
As today's Tarot Club gradually approached its end, everyone was prepared, waiting for Mr. Fool to conclude the gathering.
But just then, Temperance Silas suddenly spoke up.
"Respected Mr. Fool, I request to communicate privately with World."
Private communication?
Everyone couldn't help but be startled.
After all, the two had no prior interaction, and any transactions had already been completed.
A sudden request for private communication seemed rather abrupt no matter how you looked at it.
Finally reached this step.
Klein thought to himself, then replied with a calm smile, "Yes, the gathering today is about to end anyway. I'll leave this place to you two. Everyone else may leave."
"Yes, Your will is the principle we follow."
Everyone rose and said this, while the newcomer Moon Emlyn was obviously a beat slower.
To be honest, Emlyn had received too many shocks above the gray fog today, making his head feel swollen and somewhat dazed.
"Swoosh..."
Crimson light surged over each person's body, and when it receded, they had vanished from their bronze high-backed chairs. Not only did they disappear, but even Mr. Fool at the head of the table was gone, leaving only Silas and World at the far end.
Mr. Fool is quite considerate. If he were present, we really would feel somewhat constrained in our conversation.
Silas thought to himself, looking seriously at that gloomy figure and asking bluntly:
"World, you're Klein, aren't you?"