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.”

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another type of ritual. After he was done, he

have

covered her

improved memory as a Spectator, she quickly processed the information and

did not stop for a

confirmed that Audrey was correct, he smiled and said, “If this test is successful, then we shall modify the ritual next time

time to complete the

to come in here again on Thursday night to ascertain if the ritualistic magic

he did not allow The Hanged Man and Justice to directly request a leave of absence, Klein was worried that he would be unable to discern if the results were from

Audrey and Alger

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

members of parliament. Perhaps it could become a reality. Of course, with the efficiency of this government, the bill

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

was watching a flock of golden peacocks

they came up with the idea to claim the glory for themselves.

Audrey a weird sense of satisfaction, as if she had found a way for a Spectator to influence the

so,”

of activities of the various secret organizations has seen an upward trend. In fact, there are even new secret organizations appearing, some of them

even gained access to information about illegal organizations… Klein merely smiled without commenting on The Hanged Man’s news. He changed the subject and said vaguely, “An ancient power is about to wake from

power represented by

muttered softly to himself, as though he recalled

gaze toward The Hanged Man, then past Justice and said with a smile, “If there is nothing else to

will.” Audrey and Alger stood up

severed his connection with the dark red stars. He watched

and turned toward his own chair which was also the back

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

also saw contorted lines that represented change. Each

an incomplete change… What do we get when we add them together?

retracted his gaze and walked along the ancient, magnificent palace. His eyes scanned every

this design come from? The best

say that even though I am a keyboard warrior, I am lacking experience in many areas. I am also not observant enough, to the point of only realizing this question now… With such a self-reflection, Klein

seemed to be an illusory land without boundaries. He was afraid that he would end up completely

filled with mysteries… Who knows if there will be any changes to this area when I become more powerful… Klein sighed. He unleashed his spirituality and enveloped himself within, causing him to feel the

quickly. All kinds of illusions shattered. He tore through the grayish-white fog and saw reality. He saw the table, curtains, and