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.

winds were infused into the candle flame that symbolized The Fool, burgeoning and

hazy door behind his high-back chair. He could feel

Klein suddenly had a premonition and immediately spread out his spirituality, infusing it with

Creak!

the insubstantial sounds, the blurry door

illusory door, formed out of wind and light, open. Behind it was deep darkness formed from an innumerable number of almost invisible shadows. They were lustrous splendors encompassing massive amounts of knowledge. Situated above them

involuntarily tremble.

Rainbow Salamander’s pituitary gland that he had long prepared. He held it with both hands, and, with his head bowed, he raised the palm-sized object which was constantly changing in color and had a soft feel to the ridges to

a suction force. He lost the slight tingling sensation that the Rainbow Salamander’s pituitary gland gave

heard the deep voice of The

“You did well.”

my honor,” Alger answered without any

looked ahead again, only to see that the illusory door had disappeared. The

to the normal procedures, Alger sat down with a complicated expression and said to himself silently, In the beginning, only people could be pulled into the world above the gray fog… After a while, responses could be made by listening to prayers… Now, sacrifices and bestowment can be performed… Mr. Fool is freeing himself from his predicament one step at a time, and bit by bit, will he

or conclusion frightened and worried Alger, but he also felt a bit of

of the Tarot Club — one of the earliest members… He

Klein was playing with the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander. Various colors were reflected on his face

came from his palm, and a strong sense of accomplishment filled his heart, causing him to reveal a

After reflecting over the situation, Klein extended his spirituality and sent his will to the crimson

restlessly flip through the books by her bed and from time to time, scrutinize herself

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

said that 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

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

with a smile, “Miss Justice, the

role in this matter. She held back her

which materials could be considered to contain spirituality. She had merely moved them from the family treasury in accordance with the various essential

“When do you plan on

the premise that there are no

dog count… Audrey looked at the tightly-shut

do

Klein tersely acknowledged.

is the same as I described previously. All you need to

servant prays for

open the gates

pray for you to give

to this, use the

over, fighting the urge to nod, and

scene even more illusory than the starry

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

The Fool, it’s worship. Audrey silently explained herself in

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