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.

…

head muddling as she felt her thoughts were like boiling water. They were constantly

become a monster…” Just as she was woefully thinking this

she was wide awake. The pain, the irritation, the madness, and the despair, which she felt so deeply in her bones, seemed to

it longer during a Blood Moon? Confused, Fors opened her eyes which she

place? Surprised, she looked around and saw numerous towering stone pillars, as well as a towering palace that was propped up by

the long bronze table, she saw a mysterious figure shrouded in

he? Fors turned wary and

what she

Xio had found in the “History of the Loen Kingdom’s Aristocracy,” an incantation that

just evil spirits! He was actually able to temporarily help me get rid of the harmful effects of those terrifying ravings… He even pulled me into this strange world… This… While Fors suppressed the fear in her heart, she half stood up and

know

contents of the incantation as she blurted out, “You

are His Excellency,

smiled, nodded slightly and said,

spoke, he noticed on the back of the chair in which Fors was sitting on,

the interior of the room was covered with layers

associated it with the mention

other party would come close to

something to do with Mr. Door? Hmm… It’s the night of the Blood Moon tonight, an enhanced version of the full moon… This lady corresponds to a door, and

change according to the other party’s actual circumstances. They didn’t have to necessarily join the Tarot

that moment, waves of shock rose up in

That honorable name does

he want? Will he want to

from those ravings… I guess I managed to claw my life back. Whatever

she was still lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard Mr. Fool ask with a

looked over in surprise

know the origin of those ravings?

the darkness and trapped in a storm… Klein had intended to reply with the words that would shape his image, but

skipped over the question and said with

malicious,

losing control.

and said, “That’s because you’re too

weak?” Fors was stunned and

the storm brought about by him can rip you to pieces. Perhaps, just

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, that’s if we assume that he’s calling for

difference in our life’s natural order is too great… I would die from just one glance from him… Fors was