Advice? My advice is to stay as far away as possible and play it safe… Upon hearing the Sun's question, Klein immediately answered in his mind.
However, in order to maintain his image as the Fool and see what different suggestions others would offer, he kept silent and did not have the World speak.
After a brief silence, the Hanged Man, Alger, turned his head to the Sun and said in a low, calm voice: "The information you've provided is too scanty. It's hard for us to give useful advice."
"We don't know what else is in that half-destroyed temple besides the strange statue of the
The Fallen Creator is indeed the True Creator?… The Silver City where the Sun lives also has faith in the True Creator, and they even built a temple… The Magician, Fors, listened with great interest, almost wishing she had a notebook to take notes. Justice, Audrey, eagerly awaited the Sun's detailed description of that strange temple.
Derrick nodded, his eyes looking upward for a few seconds, and said: "Besides the statue, there are many damaged murals and frightening evil spirits wandering around. However, they have already been dealt with by two elders of the Six-Man Council leading an exploration team…"
"I didn't see those murals myself. It's said they record prophecies of the apocalypse and the Fallen Creator saving believers, along with corresponding bloody sacrificial rites…"
"In the corner of one mural, there are strange characters derived from the
"According to the Chief, these murals are at least a thousand years old."
"I mean a thousand years in your understanding, but I'm not entirely sure. In Silver City, we consider the period with many frequent lightning as day, and the period with few and gentle lightning as night. One cycle is a day. Seasons exist only in books. So we cannot determine the exact number of days. Only the Chief can confirm."
When the Sun said this, Fors almost felt like she was listening to a story.
A city without a sun, without a red moon, without day and night, without seasons—it sounds completely unreal! Only fairy tales and novels would dare describe such a thing!
And even then, the author must have been on marijuana, in a state of manic convulsions, to create such a city… Fors's first thought after her astonishment was: I want to write a novel based on Silver City!
But she quickly abandoned the idea because she didn't know what Silver City truly signified or whether it was one of the secrets jointly kept by the seven churches. She feared that as soon as her book was published, the Nighthawks and Punishment Agents would come knocking to collect the copper pennies settling in the gas meter.
So this is what the environment of Silver City is like. And there are the monsters in the deep darkness that the Sun always mentions… It's a pity I'm only Sequence 8; otherwise, I'd ask Mr. Fool to send me there for an adventure. No, no, Audrey, you're no longer an innocent girl; you should clearly recognize how much danger that entails… Justice, Audrey, alternately let her thoughts wander and engaged in self-criticism.
At least a thousand years? The
The Sun, Derrick, paused for two seconds before continuing: "The terrible monsters in the ruins of the city and that half-destroyed temple have been preliminarily cleared. Our task this time is to explore the underground part of the temple."
"Do you have any suggestions? Based on your understanding of the Fallen Creator, what should I be cautious about?"
"My advice?" the Hanged Man, Alger, said almost without hesitation. "My advice is absolutely not to go!"
"The Fallen Creator is a true evil god. Even if His temple has been destroyed, it likely still holds dangers that are hard to detect and abnormally strange. If the leader of this expedition were another elder of the Six-Man Council, it might not be impossible for you to go, though the risk is high. But you just said that this matter is in charge of the Shepherd Lovely, and the True Creator is the god at the top of this extraordinary pathway! So you absolutely must not go," Alger added in explanation.
Your advice is the same as mine. But such advice didn't require the Sun's description of the half-destroyed temple; the conclusion could be drawn from the initial conditions… I see, Mr. Hanged Man, you did that on purpose. That way, you didn't pay any price but still got a rough idea of the state of that half-destroyed temple… You're practically taking advantage of a child… The Fool Klein, sitting at the head, casually raised his hand to his forehead.
The Sun was silent for a few seconds before saying with difficulty: "But the mission must be accepted."
The Hanged Man chuckled softly: "Nothing is a must."
"Before this mission, will you still participate in patrols? Find an opportunity to deliberately let a monster injure you. You can refer to past incidents in Silver City for the appropriate scale."
At this moment, Justice Audrey read a message from the Sun's eyes and actions: "That works too?"
After brief surprise and confusion, Derrick frowned slightly: "But I don't have any patrol missions recently…"
The Hanged Man, Alger, snorted: "You can pretend to be close to losing control. Or rather, put yourself in a state close to losing control. In that case, I think the high-ranking officials of Silver City will certainly not bring a 'dangerous item' that could erupt at any moment on an expedition, right?"
"There's a trick: if you keep your spirituality in a nearly depleted state for two consecutive days, you will begin to experience auditory hallucinations and show signs of losing control. If you don't continue to push, the situation will improve within a week and you won't truly lose control."