Lord of the Mysteries

If “The Fool” signified the beginning of the tarot club, then “The World” signified the end, a perfect ending of a cycle and sublimation. Klein had named his smurf “The World” because he hoped that it would lead to a beautiful beginning and end.

In the future, I’ll be able to make The World make requests or do things that wouldn’t be convenient for me. This will greatly reduce the possibility that my image as Mr. Fool will collapse. With an alt, no—a smurf truly is what makes life complete! Klein sighed in relief and waved The World away.

Following that, he spread out his spirituality, wrapped himself, and stimulated a descent into the gray fog and returned to the real world.

He had left Rosago’s All-Black Eye above the gray fog. After all, he couldn’t usually use the “item” anyway, and he had to constantly worry about having it discovered by others or losing it.

After putting away the summoning ritual materials, Klein looked up towards the crimson moonlight that passed through the curtains, filled with anticipation for tomorrow’s gathering.

When it came to understanding the aristocracy, he believed that Miss Justice would definitely surpass 99% of the people of Leon.

And with his smurf, The World, he could directly ask her about the Pound family without worrying about affecting his image as a The Fool!

Of course, this had to be done in a more tactful manner. After all, Detective Sherlock Moriarty was also looking for information on the Pound family, and only with enough information would he be able to perform a divination above the gray fog.

Phew… Klein thought hard for a while before he relaxed and fell asleep.

After entering the gray fog, it was as though the remnants of the evil spirit’s aura had completely disappeared. Klein slept until dawn, but he didn’t see the sun because of the thin fog outside.

He continued as planned, heading to the rest of the public libraries in Backlund, but he no longer queried the librarians nor did he mention the Pound family. He only leafed through the materials concerning the nobility by himself.

At twenty minutes to three in the afternoon, Klein entered the mysterious space above the gray fog ahead of time.

Inside the vast and ancient palace, he sat down at the seat belonging to The Fool. He conjured the fake World on the opposite side of the mottled bronze table as he familiarized himself with operating The World.

After a few minutes, Klein took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, sending a message to the crimson star that symbolized The Sun to prepare for the gathering.

While he waited, he played with the All-Black Eye and “fitted” it with a silver chain. Then, he wound it around his right wrist and covered it with his sleeve.

At three in the afternoon, rays of light shot out from the palace that resembled a giant’s residence. Justice, The Hanged Man, and The Sun, each projected a blurry silhouette dyed in crimson.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~ Good afternoon…” Audrey was about to greet every member of the Tarot Club when her gaze suddenly fell upon the figure seated at the very end.

a stranger wearing a hooded black robe. He

at Mr. Fool with both puzzlement

Club grown bigger

the height doesn’t match. Is it someone

leaned back and said, “This is a new

become a little purer, but it had yet to reach the standards of Sequence 8. His initial judgment was that

Audrey greeted politely, curiously scrutinizing the

the corresponding details through the

who is reserved. He seldom moves and always wears a straight face. I wonder where he’s from. Loen? Intis? Or a place as mysterious as the

from the fact that The Sun couldn’t engage in their conversations; that was, that he was most likely not speaking the Loen language and that the information that he heard was most

respectively, to which the newcomer gave a rather cold response, Klein looked at Justice and said, “The two

task. You can entrust it to them in your

should be this strict… Not only was Audrey not disappointed, she even felt that it was only

can become one! She thought proudly before adding in a somewhat guilty tone, And for me to be

mission,”

right hand and placed it on the table, showing a picture of

He’s in Backlund.” Klein had the portrait

and saw a young man with neatly combed black hair and round glasses. He

a colored oil painting, with taunting brown eyes that seemed abnormally protruded, and at the bottom were the words “formerly known

which means that the target isn’t strong… However, there must be something special about him that makes Mr. Fool aware of his existence… Although it’s a simple mission, there might be a deeper purpose behind it… For someone as powerful as him, it shouldn’t just be a test… Audrey momentarily allowed her to throng her mind. Only after a few seconds did she say, “I’ll entrust it to

in Backlund which would serve to help in finding Lanevus. After confirming

the area and spoke with a hoarse voice, “Mr. Fool told me that I can issue missions

said. “However, you need to wait patiently. What’s going to happen next is Mr. Fool’s reading

but I didn’t even mention it

of mastership… I’ll have to pay the price of knowledge later so that the assassination of Bakerland can truly come

speak blindly because of the appearance of a new member. He remained

looking at him, he quickly and humbly bowed and said, “This time, there are still six pages.

“Sure.” Klein nodded.

recalled

of the diary and saw them suddenly vanish and appear in Klein’s