“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.”

that belonged to another type of ritual. After he was done,

sir, have

covered her mouth and recalled

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

His pen did not stop for a moment, no matter

smiled and said, “If this test is successful, then we shall modify the ritual next time to

time to complete the ritual no later than

intended to come in here again on Thursday night to ascertain

if the results

Audrey and

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

received the approval of many members of parliament. Perhaps it could become a reality. Of course, with the efficiency of this government, the bill will only appear half a year from now at

of information. She had intentionally and intermittently dropped hints and guided those proud wives to think that they had conceived the

though she was watching a flock of golden peacocks showcasing

those women would drill it in themselves that they came up with the idea to claim the glory for themselves. They would soon forget about what Audrey’s role in the matter

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

hope so,” Alger

a few seconds, then glanced at The Fool. He deliberated before saying, “In recent decades, the amount of activities of the various secret organizations has seen an upward trend. In

illegal organizations… Klein merely smiled without commenting on

represented by

to himself,

then past Justice and said with a smile, “If there is nothing else to share, then let’s end

Audrey and Alger stood up

red stars. He watched as the two figures vanished from

toward his own chair which was also the back of the Seat of Honor at the bronze table. He

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

a symbol representing secrecy. He also saw contorted lines that represented change.

incomplete secret and an incomplete change… What do we get when we add them together? Klein creased his brows and muttered to

the ancient, magnificent palace. His

when I casually imagined this place, it was merely a rough concept; I did not describe the shape of the palace, table, or chairs… Where does this design come from? The

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

to venture deeper, which seemed to be an illusory land without

filled with mysteries… Who knows if there will be any changes to this area when I become more powerful… Klein sighed. He unleashed his

the grayish-white fog and saw reality. He saw the table, curtains, and clothes rack in

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