Regarding praying to Mr. Fool, Baldur was wholeheartedly in favor and didn't urge Bonn at all.
Every morning when he woke up and every night before sleep, he prayed for over a minute, thanking Mr. Fool for bringing pure sunlight, delicious food, and a life no longer oppressive and desperate.
"Alright, I'll prepare today's ingredients first." Baldur nodded to Bonn with a smile.
A few minutes later, he carried several bags of ingredients into the kitchen, as if lifting curtains.
By then, Bonn had found a chair, sat down, and devoutly prayed to Mr. Fool: "Great ruler who dominates the Spirit World, 'The Fool' who does not belong to this era, I yearn for your protection, I yearn for you to fulfill my wish to be free from deformity..."
These words echoed around the church on Phillips Street, in several places in Bayam, in the New Silver City, and in the New
The extremely self-conscious Xin and Ruth and others vaguely guessed that Mr. Fool intended to grant similar wishes, and their bodies trembled slightly uncontrollably as they prayed.
They too longed to be normal.
They also yearned for the lively and bustling Bayam, for its specialty grilled fish, fruit factories, and local delicacies, for the life of drinking, chatting, singing, and dancing.
Above the
The voices of prayer completely overlapped, echoing inside the "Source Castle," stirring ripples.
Klein closed his eyes and sensed for a few seconds, then sighed inwardly, raised his right hand, bent his middle finger, and lightly tapped the edge of the mottled table.
At the sound of "thud," an invisible force spread like ripples on water, surging into each prayer light and falling upon the people of Moon City.
Xin suddenly felt something and quickly raised her hand to touch the middle of her face.
The next second, she felt a real nose.
Almost instinctively, Xin rubbed that spot from top to bottom and bottom to top several times before she could believe that she had grown a nose and was no longer deformed.
She immediately closed her eyes, bent over, pressed her forehead to the ground, and could not help but praise Mr. Fool.
Around her, similar praises grew louder, more numerous, and more uniform.
Ruth's previously squeezed eyes separated; Bonn's eyes, previously uneven, became symmetrical. Every deformed person and those with hereditary ugliness in Moon City broke through their original limitations at that moment and began to transform towards normal.
At this moment, whether in the New Moon City, New Silver City, or Bayam, they all heard the church bell: "Dong!"
The ethereal and melodious bell sound echoed in the hearts of the Moon City people, ringing in the ears of everyone who heard it, as if it could cleanse their souls and bring the most genuine touch of life.
Xin and Ruth could no longer hold back their tears, feeling their body and mind become calm, without a speck of dust.
They subconsciously looked up towards the direction of the bell, only to find that it came from beyond the New Moon City, separated by an unknown distance.
A miracle... the thought suddenly arose in the hearts of the Moon City people.
In the New Silver City, connected by roads, Weite Hillmon and others also looked into the distance, towards Bayam.
The bell came from that place.
"Praise Mr. Fool!" they murmured simultaneously, placing their right palms over their left chests.
In Bayam, Bonn and Baldur, their faces streaming with tears, adjusted their positions to face Phillips Street, to face the church belonging to Mr. Fool, devoutly and gratefully listening to the sacred bell from the heavenly kingdom.
Above the Gray Fog, "The Fool" Klein was somewhat surprised and confused.
The sudden bell was not in his planned script at all.
He immediately looked towards the Fool Church at 16 Phillips Street.
Almost at the same time, through the prayer lights, he saw the high bell tower attached to the church, and standing at the top of the bell tower was a young man wearing a pointed soft hat and a classical black robe.
The young man was holding a black bell hammer, striking the great bell again and again.
As if sensing the gaze from infinitely high above, the young man stopped, lifted his head slightly, and adjusted the crystal monocle on his right eye.
At the same time, the corners of his mouth, already holding a smile, curled even wider.
"..." Klein barely refrained from cursing.
At that moment, his eyes were unmistakably stunned, not understanding why "Time Angel"
As for the possible arrival of Amon and
In other words, the City of Silver and Moon City would inevitably be known by the major churches and secret organizations. Under these circumstances, whether public or private proselytizing would not affect the development of events, so Klein tacitly approved of the City of Silver's attempt to widely spread the belief in "The Fool," preparing more anchors for his own promotion to Sequence 1.