For a moment, Emlyn White was stiff and his mind was blank, like a marble statue sitting there.
Then, he heard the figure leisurely sitting in the thick gray fog indifferently ask, “Why did you pray to me?”
Emlyn’s mind buzzed and he blurted out, “It’s a revelation from my Ancestor. ‘She’ told us through a dream that the apocalypse is approaching and that we need to make preparations. And I am key in this matter. My mission was to pray to The Fool!”
Hearing the undisguised and detailed response, Klein, who had prepared his answers, was at quite a loss on where to begin. This vampire, Emlyn White, had explained everything he wanted to know.
He originally imagined that “Lilith,” who responded to the Sanguine’s prayers on particular matters, was a relic from the ancient goddess, such as the “Uniqueness” of “The Moon” pathway. Thus, it would be rigid, passive, and extremely restrictive, but now, its initiative of providing a revelation had overturned his guess.
One thought after another flashed through Klein’s mind, but his expression didn’t change at all.
He leaned back in his chair and smiled leisurely.
“What did your Ancestor ask you to pray to me for?”
The calm voice pulled Emlyn out of his stupor, and he shook his head in a slightly dazed manner.
“I don’t know…”
At this moment, Klein saw the stars behind Emlyn’s chair shift quickly, turning into the symbol of the crimson moon.
The Fool’s attitude finally made Emlyn White calm down, realizing that he had encountered an incredible event. He had been forcefully pulled into a magical place by a hidden existence!
Amused, he said, “The same question, why me and not the seven orthodox gods or the other hidden entities?”
“… I don’t know.” Emlyn shook his head honestly.
Klein thought for a moment, then he deliberately said, “Actually, I think I understand your ancestor’s intentions. ‘She’ wishes that, with my help, you’re able to grow into a true high-level entity and save the Sanguine when the apocalypse happens.”
“Grow?” Emlyn said in puzzlement, “As you know, us Sanguine have no way of growing on our own. Only through special ceremonies will we gain the bestowment of our elders and relics of the Ancestor that allow our advancement.”
“Your knowledge has blinded you, making you unable to see the wider world.
“Of course, this question will not be answered by me. The answer must be found by you. I will only provide you with an opportunity.”
He paused for a second, then he said in a condescending manner, “Do you wish for such an opportunity?”
Without any hesitation, Emlyn got up and bowed.
“That is what I wish for!”
“Please speak.” Emlyn held back his excitement.
Klein smiled and replied, “You cannot reveal anything related to me to anyone unless you gain my permission.
“This includes the Sanguine who were previously present at the ritual.”
“But…” Emlyn was somewhat unable to accept the request.
Klein asked warmly in a very certain manner, “It’s likely that Lilith didn’t get you to report to anyone afterward?”
This could be inferred from the fact that there was no prayer content in the revelation!
Klein said with an unperturbed smile, “This is a secret deal, which is why I responded after you were free from surveillance. Similarly, you don’t need to report this to Lilith as it will let certain people notice it.”
Seeing Emlyn nod in understanding, Klein added, “If you want to be the key to saving the Sanguine, you must suffer the pain of the corresponding thorns. For example, you will not be understood by others, be slandered, and looked down upon. You can only silently proceed forward in the darkness while being burdened by your heavy mission.”
The words that were aimed at him made Emlyn White imagine a corresponding scenario.
He, who was always mocked by his kinsmen because of his fondness of dolls, had gotten lost and entered the Harvest Church. Stained with traces of shame, he, who had never been valued and thought highly of by his elders, would silently guard his race from the corner, protecting everyone without anyone knowing…
Very soon, Emlyn, who had moved himself, respectfully replied, “Your will will pass through the earth.”
Klein leaned back and said very lightly, “I tacitly consented to the establishment of a secret gathering, and it is held right here.
“Are you willing to join this gathering in search for the method to become powerful to save the Sanguine?”
“I am!” Emlyn replied without any hesitation.
Klein nodded in satisfaction.
“Do you have any other requests?”
Emlyn was overjoyed. He said in a hurry, “Honorable Mr. Fool, I would like you to help me dispel the psychological cue in me. A bishop of the Church of Earth Mother…”
“I know.” Klein calmly interrupted him.
Klein let out a soft chuckle.
“I can help you, but what price are you willing to pay for this?”
Above the gray fog, he had a very potent Spirit Vision, and he had previously discovered that the dark-colored psychological cue within Emlyn White’s Spirit Body had at some point mostly dissipated, thinning out to the point of frailty.
Klein had intended to resolve the problem by referring to the ritual used to resolve similar problems in the Book of Secrets, but the situation now led him to believe that a secret deed ritual with the Dark Emperor card and the purification of the Sun Brooch would thoroughly disperse Emlyn White’s psychological cue.
Seeing this, Klein took the initiative to say, “I’m very interested in some of your Sanguine history. You can use that in exchange.”
“You can think about what you would like to describe first. Heh heh. Before that, you need to choose a code name from them.” Klein conjured the unselected Major Arcana tarot cards on the surface of the long bronze table.
Emlyn White scrutinized the cards with interest and said, “The Moon.
“I choose ‘The Moon’ card!”
