Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 221

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.

that symbolized The Fool, burgeoning and

high-back chair. He could feel the spirituality in the air that was rippling apart and stimulating the mysterious

and immediately spread out his

Creak!

sounds, the blurry door

an innumerable number of

to involuntarily tremble. It was a deep fear,

and, with his head bowed, he raised the palm-sized object which was constantly changing in color

of a suction force. He lost the

until he heard the deep voice of The

“You did well.”

honor,” Alger answered

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

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…

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

the Tarot Club — one of the earliest

…

majestic palace above the gray fog, Klein was playing with the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander. Various colors were

a strong sense

Club will become even more miraculous… After reflecting over the situation, Klein extended his spirituality

She would restlessly flip through the books by her bed and

of The Hanged Man’s sacrificial ritual, but she was also afraid that the result would

Or perhaps, I should go tease the dog? However, Susie can talk and think, so

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

with a smile, “Miss Justice, the attempt was successful. Have you prepared

great! As expected of Mr Fool! Audrey forgot The Hanged Man’s role in this matter. She held back her excitement and said, “Yes, I always

joined the Tarot Club, but back then, she didn’t know which materials could be considered to contain spirituality. She had merely moved them from the family

and said, “When do you plan

premise that

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

can do

Klein tersely acknowledged.

I described previously. All you

servant prays for your

to open the gates

you to give me

this, use the dualism

urge to

door opened, and a scene even more illusory than

been pursuing. This is the kind

Goddess, but for The Fool, it’s

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