The Blue Avenger was like a leaf on the surface of the undulating waves of the Sonia Sea. At times, it was raised high and sometimes low from the ebbing of the waves, but there was no sign of it being at risk of capsizing.

Alger Wilson stood in the captain cabin, his back to the shelves of red and white wine, as he subconsciously paced around.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and returned to the mahogany desk with a grim expression. He removed the brass sextant, found a piece of paper and a pen, and leaned over to draw the complex, mysterious symbol given to him by The Fool.

With a Seafarer’s memory, Alger quickly completed the first step of the sacrificial ritual.

Then, he opened the drawer and took out a candle. He set up the ritual according to the dualism principles and placed a candle above the symbol that was formed by the combination of the Pupil-less Eye and the partial contorted lines. One candle was placed in the middle that represented the person making the sacrifice.

After cleaning up all the items on the table, Alger condensed pure water in the palm of his hand and wiped the altar clean. He then used the silver dagger from the ceremony to create a sealing wall that surrounded his desk.

After doing all this, he used his spirituality to light up the two candles and retreated a few steps under the dim light.

Taking a deep breath, Alger lowered his head and recited in ancient Hermes,

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era,

“You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog;

“You are the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck.

“Your devoted servant prays for your attention,

“I pray for you to take his offerings.

“I pray for you to open the gates to your Kingdom.”

This ancient incantation reverberated within the wall of spirituality, stirring up spiraling gales as they swept forth with the force of nature.

It was the oldest sacrificial language created by human Beyonders, and it contained many mysteries itself. However, it lacked sufficient protection for the user.

Bearing with the pain that was akin to having knives slicing across his skin, Alger took out a small dark brown glass bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the lid, and poured out a lot of sesame-shaped granules.

These granules swirled with a metallic luster and exuded an indescribable sense of beauty.

Alger scattered these granules into the wind.

Whoosh!

The gale grew stronger but was no longer tempestuous. It was dyed in two separate colors—silver and black.

the candle flame that symbolized The Fool, burgeoning and tearing open an illusory ordinary-sized door. Its surface was carved with the same symbol that Alger had

He could feel the spirituality in the air that was rippling apart and stimulating the mysterious

seems to be working… Klein suddenly had a premonition and immediately spread out his spirituality, infusing

Creak!

sounds, the blurry

innumerable number of almost invisible shadows.

caused Alger to involuntarily tremble. It was a deep fear, an indescribable

head bowed, he raised the palm-sized object

hands grew lighter under the sudden appearance and instant disappearance of a suction force. He lost the slight tingling sensation that

head until he heard the deep

“You did well.”

my honor,” Alger answered without

the illusory door had disappeared. The gale had

above the gray fog… After a while, responses could be made by

frightened and worried Alger, but he also felt a

least I’m a member of the Tarot Club — one of the

the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander. Various

tingling sensation came from his palm, and a strong sense of accomplishment filled his

even more miraculous… After reflecting over the situation, Klein extended his spirituality and sent his will

of the bed. She would restlessly flip through the books by her bed

forward to the completion of The Hanged Man’s sacrificial ritual, but she was also afraid

one must remain calm and collected when important matters arise… Audrey, come on, take a deep breath… Or perhaps, I should go tease the dog? However, Susie can talk and think, so she’s an entity with her own dignity. I can’t

suddenly appeared before her eyes, and in the depths of the fog, there was

the

As expected of Mr Fool! Audrey forgot The Hanged Man’s role in this matter.

be considered to contain spirituality. She had merely moved them from the family treasury in accordance with the

and said, “When do you

based on the premise that there are

dog count… Audrey looked at the tightly-shut door, feeling a small tug at her

can do it

Klein tersely acknowledged.

described previously. All

devoted servant prays

to open the gates to

pray for you

addition to this, use the

to nod, and she began preparing for

door opened, and a scene even more illusory than the starry sky appeared,

is the mysterious world I’ve always been pursuing. This is the kind of feeling I’ve always wanted!

The Fool, it’s

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