Lord of the Mysteries

Klein had just put on his double-breasted frock coat, picked up his half top hat, and was walking toward the door when he heard a series of illusory prayers.

Who is it? He frowned slightly and listened, but he could only confirm that the supplicant was a woman and that her voice was staccato, as though she were in great pain.

Since he had nothing particularly urgent to tend to, the newly-advanced Magician, Klein, casually tossed his half top hat onto the coat rack accurately, and he returned to his bedroom. After taking four steps counterclockwise, he entered the majestic palace.

This time, he didn’t see any illusory star expanding or contracting with a deep red glow. Instead, at the end of the ancient, mottled bronze table, by the side of The Fool’s seat was a clear radiance rippling out.

It’s a prayer from a non-Tarot Club member… Is it Xio or that lady with curly brown hair? Klein speculated as he took his seat.

Since he had already emptied his anonymous account, he didn’t suspect that someone was trying to steal his wealth.

Leaning back, Klein pointed with his left hand, spreading out his spirituality to touch the rippling light.

The scene around him suddenly changed. He saw the overturned coffee table, the slanted sofa, books and papers strewn all over the floor, and a woman with brown hair struggling in pain.

At the same time, Klein heard her prayers.

“The Fool that doesn’t belong to this era…

“The mysterious ruler above the gray fog…

“The King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck…

“Save me, save me…”

Save me? From the looks of it, she seems to be losing control. Her hair is growing longer at a discernible speed, and her skin is covered with a layer of sinister white light. How could I possibly save her… Klein observed carefully for a few seconds, then mumbled to himself, feeling stumped.

It was at this moment that he detected in the woman’s anguished pleas a faint, illusory, indistinct raving.

Yes, a raving!

These ravings were similar to the ones he experienced before rising above the gray fog, but it had no madness or evil to it at all. Furthermore, it didn’t contain any obvious malice.

It appears that this lady’s state of nearly losing control is a result of hearing the ravings… If she stops hearing it, could she be able to calm down and turn for the better? In thought, Klein reached his hand out to the rippling circle of light.

Following that, he allowed his spirituality to gush out of his body, establishing a firm and mysterious connection

After advancing to Magician, his spirituality had become a lot more abundant, and the burden in this aspect had decreased accordingly.

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boiling water. They were constantly

dying… I don’t want to, I don’t want to become a monster…” Just as she was woefully thinking this

felt so deeply in her bones, seemed to no

Isn’t it longer during a Blood Moon? Confused, Fors opened her eyes which she had unconsciously closed. She found an

looked around and saw numerous towering stone pillars, as well as a towering palace that was

long bronze table, she saw a mysterious figure shrouded in

is this place? Who is he? Fors turned wary and

remembered what she had just

the “History of the Loen Kingdom’s Aristocracy,” an incantation that was

effects of those terrifying ravings… He even

know

incantation as she blurted out, “You are

His

slightly and said,

which Fors was sitting

was covered with layers upon layers of

symbol, he immediately associated it with the mention of Mr. Door in

moon, the other party would come close

full moon…

once a stable connection was established and that if the other party was a Beyonder, the symbol behind the seat would change according to the

that moment, waves of shock rose up in

That honorable name

want? Will he want to make a

than losing control from those ravings… I guess I managed to claw

in her thoughts, she suddenly heard Mr. Fool ask with

over in surprise and replied in a

suddenly thought of a possibility and asked, “D-do you know the origin of those ravings? Do you know who is trying to harm me? Do you know how to solve

darkness and trapped in a storm… Klein had intended to reply with the words that would shape his image, but when he thought about it, he couldn’t be sure that the woman in front of him had

order to not make any mistakes and to not embarrass himself in the future, he skipped over the question and said with a vague smile, “He might not necessarily want to hurt you. Perhaps, he is

malicious, not

closer and closer to losing control. If you hadn’t helped

said, “That’s because

was stunned and at a

is too great. Perhaps, just by breathing normally, the storm brought about by him can rip you to pieces. Perhaps, just

not that he can’t communicate normally with you. However, his voice might need to pass through layers of obstructions in order to reach your ears. Deliberate control typically implies a failure to call for help. Heh heh,

difference in our life’s natural order is too great… I would die from just one glance from him… Fors was stunned from what she heard. After quite some time, she