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.

the two differently-colored winds were infused into the candle flame that symbolized The Fool, burgeoning and tearing open an illusory

door behind his high-back chair. He could feel the spirituality in the air that was rippling apart and

had a premonition and immediately spread out his

Creak!

sounds, the blurry door

formed from an innumerable number of almost invisible shadows. They were

tremble.

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

suction force. He lost the slight tingling sensation that

heard the deep voice of The Fool echoing in

“You did well.”

honor,” Alger answered without

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

a while, responses could be made by listening to prayers…

conclusion frightened and worried Alger, but he also felt

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

…

playing with the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander. Various colors were reflected on his face as they constantly changed

palm, and a strong sense of accomplishment

over the situation, Klein extended his spirituality and sent his will to the crimson star representing Miss

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, but she was also afraid that

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

a thick gray fog suddenly appeared before her eyes, and in the depths of the fog,

Justice, the attempt was successful. Have

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

but back then, she didn’t know which materials could be considered

and said, “When do

the premise that there are no Beyonders

at the

can do

Klein tersely acknowledged.

ritual’s process is the same as I described previously. All you need to do

prays

to open the gates to your

for you to give me

to this,

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

than the starry sky

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

faith towards the Goddess, but for The Fool,

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