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.

…

felt her head muddling as she felt her thoughts were like boiling water. They were constantly bubbling in a bid to break free of

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

was wide awake. The pain, the irritation, the madness, and the despair, which she felt so deeply in her bones, seemed to no longer exist, as though

through it so quickly today? Isn’t it longer during a Blood Moon? Confused, Fors opened her eyes which she had unconsciously closed. She found an endless grayish-white fog beneath her, and in

pillars, as well as a towering palace that was

long bronze table, she saw a mysterious figure shrouded in thick gray

Who is he? Fors turned wary and

remembered what she had

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

get rid of the harmful effects of those terrifying ravings… He even pulled me into this strange world… This… While Fors suppressed the fear

I know who you

of the incantation as she blurted out, “You are The Fool!

are His Excellency, The

smiled, nodded slightly and said,

which Fors was sitting on, the

two seconds, the interior of the room was covered with layers upon layers of doors. Numerous illusory doors

he immediately associated it with the

other party would come close to the real world and let

tonight, an enhanced version of the full moon… This lady corresponds to a door,

other party was a Beyonder, the symbol behind the seat would change according to the other party’s actual circumstances. They didn’t have to necessarily join the Tarot Club and come to the mysterious space above the gray fog at fixed

moment, waves of shock

That honorable

he want? Will he want to

least — it’s at least better than losing control from those ravings… I guess I managed to claw my life back. Whatever happens in the future would just be

in her thoughts, she suddenly heard Mr. Fool

he know? Fors looked over in

of those ravings?

would shape his image, but when he thought about it, he couldn’t be

the question and said with a vague smile, “He might not necessarily want to hurt you. Perhaps, he is just asking

the ravings weren’t malicious, not crazy or

for my help? But those ravings push me closer and closer to losing control. If you hadn’t helped me, I

and said, “That’s because you’re

too weak?” Fors was stunned

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

own strength, it’s 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.

die from just one glance from him… Fors was stunned from what