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.

they continued to collide and mix, the two differently-colored winds were infused into the candle flame that symbolized The Fool, burgeoning and tearing open an illusory ordinary-sized door. Its surface was carved with the

Klein witnessed the appearance of the hazy door behind his high-back chair. He could feel the spirituality in the air that was rippling apart and stimulating

suddenly had a premonition and

Creak!

the blurry door slowly

the 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 was the thick gray fog with the ancient palace

scene caused Alger to involuntarily tremble. It was

and, with his head bowed, he raised the palm-sized object which

and instant disappearance of a suction force. He lost the slight

heard the deep

“You did well.”

Alger

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

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 enter the real

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

the Tarot Club — one of the earliest members…

gray fog, Klein was playing with the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander. Various colors were reflected on his face as they

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

future, the Tarot Club will become even more miraculous… After reflecting over the situation, Klein extended his spirituality and sent his will to the crimson star representing

to her bedroom, Audrey was no longer able to sit quietly on the edge of the bed. She would restlessly flip through the books by her bed and from time to time, scrutinize herself in the mirror

to the completion of The Hanged Man’s sacrificial ritual,

However, Susie can talk and think, so she’s an entity with her own

appeared before her eyes, and in the

there, The Fool said with a smile, “Miss Justice, the attempt was

Man’s role in this matter. She held back her excitement and said, “Yes, I

then, she didn’t know which materials could be considered to contain spirituality. She had

and said, “When do you plan on holding

that

Audrey looked at the tightly-shut door, feeling

do it

Klein tersely acknowledged.

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

devoted servant prays

for you to open

for you to give

addition to this, use

it over, fighting the urge to nod, and she began preparing

and a scene even more illusory than the starry sky appeared, Audrey felt intoxicated in both body

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

the Goddess, but for The Fool, it’s

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