Lord of the Mysteries

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era… the mysterious ruler above the gray fog… King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck…” Audrey Hall recited the three descriptions to herself silently. She suddenly felt a tumultuous wave of emotion go through her, preventing her from maintaining her Spectator state.

As an aficionado of mysticism, she had learned Hermes that was used in rituals and had tested out the rituals that fellow noble aficionados mentioned in private gatherings before she was pulled into the gray fog or made formal contact with Beyonder powers.

None of those rituals had any effects, but they had given Audrey a basic understanding of the structure of incantations.

Thus, she knew clearly what these three incantations described and signified.

The descriptions usually described one of the seven gods that looked over this world!

Thus, The Fool’s incantation was claiming status equal to the Lady of Crimson, Mother of the Secrets, and the Empress of Disaster and Horror!

Is Mr. Fool the unknown, mysterious, powerful, godlike entity that Glaint spoke of? The source of danger that we must avoid in rituals? Audrey quickly recalled the comments made during the strange rituals which she and her friends did not dare attempt back then. She was momentarily at a loss for words.

Alger Wilson, who knew and understood much more than Audrey, shivered from the bottom of his heart.

If the ritualistic magic which Mr. Fool designed truly points to him to allow him to accept our requests, w-we would have to be addressing him with Him. He is to be addressed in the third person, which is reserved for gods…

How lucky, how smart I was to act in concert with him and not do anything foolish. Even when I was testing him, I did not step beyond the boundaries of normalcy…

Could he perhaps be an ancient, mysterious, horrifying existence, only that he does not appear before us in his true form and name… The Primordial Demoness, the Hidden Sage, or the true Creator which many mysterious churches believe in?

Alger understood that The Fool he was looking at now might not be his true form. He might not even have a gender or be a humanoid creature.

Klein propped his forehead up with one hand and tapped on the table with the other hand. He acutely noticed the changes happening to The Hanged Man and Justice.

But he acted as though nothing happened, as if everything was within his expectations. He continued without any care.

“I pray for your help.

“I pray for your loving grace.

“I pray for you to give me a good dream.

“Moon flower, an herb that belongs to the red moon, please bestow your powers to my incantation!

“Fingered citron, an herb that belongs to the sun, please bestow your powers to my incantation.”

…

the incantations that belonged to another type

have

quickly covered her mouth and recalled

quickly processed the information and repeated the incantations as a form

His pen did not stop for a moment, no matter what

confirmed that Audrey was correct, he smiled and said, “If this test is successful, then we

have the time to complete

come in here again on Thursday night to ascertain

Man and Justice to directly request a leave of absence, Klein was worried that he would be unable to discern if

will.” Audrey and Alger replied respectfully, collecting

suggestion last week, we shall have a time for casual conversation after all official issues have been

and the separation between civil and political matters has received the approval of many members of

was not worried that The Hanged Man would track her down using this piece of information. She had intentionally and intermittently dropped hints and guided those proud wives to think that they had conceived the idea. Those ladies had rushed to tell their husbands, their fathers, and

was watching a flock of golden peacocks showcasing

believed that those women would drill it in themselves that they came up with the idea to claim the glory for themselves. They would

a kingdom gave Audrey a weird sense of satisfaction, as if she had found a way for a

so,” Alger replied

deliberated before saying, “In recent decades, the amount of activities of the various secret organizations has

smiled without commenting on The Hanged Man’s news. He changed the subject and said vaguely, “An ancient

represented by the Antigonus family

Alger muttered softly to himself, as

with a smile, “If there is nothing else to share, then let’s end today’s

and Alger stood

moved his finger and severed his connection with the dark red stars. He watched

back of the Seat of Honor at the bronze table. He looked at

stars formed a strange symbol. It was not a symbol that fit anything in Klein’s

contorted lines that represented change. Each of the symbols were missing a portion and

What do we get when we add them together? Klein creased his brows and muttered

ancient, magnificent

the palace, table, or chairs… Where does this design come from?

the point of only realizing

to be an illusory land without boundaries. He was

indeed filled with mysteries… Who knows if there will be any changes to this area when I become more powerful… Klein

of illusions shattered. He tore through the grayish-white fog and saw reality. He saw the table, curtains, and clothes rack in his