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.
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.
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…”
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.
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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Fors felt her head muddling as she felt her thoughts were like boiling water. They were constantly bubbling in a bid to break free of the restraints of her head.
“Am I dying… I don’t want to, I don’t want to become a monster…” Just as she was woefully thinking this in her mind, the pain flooded over her like a tidal wave.
Suddenly, she 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 it was only an illusion.
Then, at the very end of the long bronze table, she saw a mysterious figure shrouded in thick gray fog who seemed to be overlooking everything from above.
Then, she remembered what she had just done!
Under her extreme pain, she had chanted the mysterious incantation which Xio had found in the “History of the Loen Kingdom’s Aristocracy,” an incantation that was suspected to be directed at some evil god!
“May I know who you are…”
At that moment, she suddenly recalled the contents of the incantation as she blurted out, “You are The Fool! Uh, Mr. Fool.
“You are His Excellency, The Fool?”
Klein smiled, nodded slightly and said, “Just call me Mr. Fool.”
As he spoke, he noticed on the back of the chair in which Fors was sitting on, the symbols and mysterious patterns formed by the shining stars were rapidly changing.
In just one or two seconds, the interior of the room was covered with layers upon layers of doors. Numerous illusory doors of the same kind were formed there!
During a full moon, the other party would come close to the real world and let out cries for help!
Through this, he confirmed that 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 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 intervals.
At that moment, waves of shock rose up in Fors’s heart.
While she was still lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard Mr. Fool ask with a smile, “You hear ravings from nowhere every full moon?”
Before she finished her sentence, she 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 this problem once and for all?”
In 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 just asking for your help.”
Therefore, the ravings weren’t malicious, not crazy or evil.
“Asking for my help? But those ravings push me closer and closer to losing control. If you hadn’t helped me, I might’ve become a monster by now,” Fors returned incredulously.
Klein grinned and said, “That’s because you’re too weak.”
“I’m too weak?” Fors was stunned and at a loss.
Klein briefly explained, “The difference in your life’s natural order and his is too great. Perhaps, just by breathing normally, the storm brought about by him can rip you to pieces. Perhaps, just a glance from him will cause you to die on the spot.
“Of course, if he purposely controls his 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. Deliberate control typically implies a failure to call for help. Heh heh, that’s if we assume that he’s calling for help.”
“You may not look directly at God…”
Klein smiled at her without giving a positive answer.
Klein waited a few seconds, then asked, “How long does it last every full moon?”
“Three to five minutes. If it’s the night of the Blood Moon, it will exceed seven minutes,” Fors gathered her thoughts and answered honestly.
The more Klein listened, the more he felt that the ravings’ owner belonged to Mr. Door.
He temporarily put the matter down and smiled.
“You can return in a few minutes.
“There is only one way to solve your problem, and that is to raise your life’s natural order.”
Fors hesitated for a moment before saying, “Whenever I encounter the full moon, can I recite your name?
“I-I will be your devout believer!”
“No, there’s no need.” Klein smiled and shook his head. “But I don’t mind helping you along the way.”
“Thank you so much!” Although she suspected that she was dealing with an evil god, she no longer wanted to experience the same painful “nightmare” as before.
After confirming this matter, she relaxed a lot. Noticing that there were still many seats around the long bronze table, she asked probingly, “Mr. Fool, it seems there are others who come here frequently?”
Klein smiled and said with a casual attitude, “They’re a few people who are similar to you. I pulled them here for various reasons.
“They hope that I can hold a gathering at regular intervals to facilitate the trade of formulas, ingredients, information, and missions.
“I agreed to it.”
Fors was enticed by what she heard. Thinking that she was already part of this, she boldly asked, “Mr. Fool, can I join this gathering?”
“Sure. Three in the afternoon on Mondays. Remove all disturbances.” Klein smiled and pointed at the cards that suddenly appeared on the surface of the long bronze table. “They’ve decided to use the names of the tarot cards as their code names. You can pick one of these, but these already belong to someone and you cannot choose from…”
Fors nodded her head, shuffling the cards and cutting them with great interest while mumbling, “Let fate arrange my title…”
Soon, she pulled out a card and looked at it: “The Magician!”
