The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 221

The Blue Avenger was like a leaf on the surface of the surging waves of the Sonia Sea. Sometimes, it is held high and sometimes low from the receding of the waves, but there are no signs that it is at risk of being reversed.

Alger Wilson stood in the captain's cabin, turning his back on the rack of red and white wine, as he involuntarily paced.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and returned to the mahogany table with a grim expression. He releases a brass sextant, finds a piece of paper and a pen, and bends down to draw a complex and mysterious symbol given to him by The Fool.

With the memory of a Sailor, Algeria quickly completed the first step of the ritual sacrifice.

Then, he opened the drawer and took out a candle. He arranged the ritual according to the principle of dualism and placed a candle on top of the symbol formed by the combination of the Pupiless Eye and partial contorted lines. One candle is placed in the middle which symbolizes the person making the sacrifice.

After cleaning all the items on the table, Algeria condensed pure water on his palm and wiped the altar clean. He then used a silver dagger from the ceremony to create a sealing wall that surrounded his desk.

After doing all this, he used his spirituality to light two candles and took a few steps back under the dim light.

Taking a deep breath, the Algerian lowered his head and recited in the ancient Hermes,

"Stupid people who don't belong to this era,

"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog;

"You are the King of Yellow and Black who has good luck.

"Your faithful servant prays for your attention,

"i pray that you will receive his offering.

"i pray that you open the gates of your Kingdom."

…

These ancient spells echoed within the walls of spirituality, stirring strong winds as they swept by with the power of nature.

It was the oldest sacrificial language created by human Beyonders, and contained many mysteries themselves. However, it does not have adequate protection for users.

Enduring a pain similar to a knife slicing through his skin, Algeria took out a small, dark brown glass bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the lid, and poured a lot of sesame-shaped granules.

These granules spun with a metallic luster and exuded a sense of indescribable beauty.

Alger spreads these grains to the wind.

Whooshing sound!

The strong wind was getting stronger but no longer tempestuous. It is colored in two separate colors — silver and black.

As they continued to collide and mix, two winds of different colors were inserted into the candle flame symbolizing The Fool, expanding and tearing apart the usual-sized illusionary door. The surface is engraved with the same symbol that Algeria drew.

At this moment, Klein witnessed the appearance of a fuzzy door behind his high chair. He could feel the spirituality in the air rippling apart and stimulating the mysterious space.

Seemingly successful .. Klein suddenly had a premonition and immediately spread his spirituality, infusing it with upheaval and stimulation.

Crunch!

Amidst the insignificant sound, the blurry door slowly opened!

In the captain's cabin, Algeria suddenly saw an illusionary door, formed of wind and light, open. Behind him was a pitch-black darkness formed from an almost invisible shadow in countless numbers. They were a glittering splendor that encompassed a vast amount of knowledge. Located above them was a thick gray fog with an ancient palace overlooking the real world.

Such a scene caused Algeria to tremble involuntarily. It was a deep fear, an indescribable joy.

He hurriedly took out the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander that he had long prepared. He held it with both hands, and, with his head bowed, he raised a palm-sized object that was constantly changing color and had a gentle touch on the back of the illusionary door.

Algerian hands became lighter under the sudden appearance and instant loss of suction power. He lost the slight tingling sensation that the pituitary gland Rainbow Salamander gave him.

He did not dare to raise his head until he heard the heavy voice of The Fool echo in his ears.

"You did well."

"It's my honor" the Algerian replied without hesitation.

He looked forward again, only to see that the illusionary door had disappeared. The strong wind had stopped, and the candle flame had returned to its original state.

After the candle was extinguished according to normal procedures, Algeria sat down with a complicated expression and said to himself inwardly, In the beginning, only people could be drawn into the world over the gray fog… After a while, a response can be made by listening to prayer.Now, sacrifices and gifts can be made.The Fool frees himself from his predicament step by step, and little by little, the, will he enter the real world?

This guess or conclusion frightened and worried Algeria, but he also felt a little happy.

At least I'm a member of Tarot— Club one of the earliest members.

…

In the magnificent palace above the gray mist, Klein was playing with the pituitary gland of the Rainbow Salamander. Various colors were reflected on his face as they kept changing colors.

A slight tingling sensation came from his palm, and a strong sense of accomplishment filled his heart, causing him to reveal a sincere smile.

In the future, the Tarot Club would become even more magical. After contemplating the situation, Klein expanded his spirituality and sent his will to the red star representing Miss Justice.

After returning to her bedroom, Audrey could no longer sit quietly by the edge of the bed. He would restlessly flip through the book by his bedside and from time to time, observing himself in the mirror with an unfocused gaze.

He was looking forward to the completion of the Hanged Man's sacrificial ritual, but he was also afraid that the outcome would fail.

After an unknown period of time, a thick gray fog suddenly appeared before his eyes, and in the depths of the fog, there was a tall chair.

Sitting there, the Fool said with a smile, "Miss Justice, her efforts succeeded. Have you prepared materials that contain spirituality?"

That's great! As expected of a Foolish Master! Audrey forgot the role of The Hanged Man in this. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Yes, I always carry such material."

Audrey was still the same even before she joined the Tarot Club, but back then, she had no idea which materials could be considered to contain spirituality. He simply removed it from the family treasury according to the various essential oil formulas he collected.

Klein slightly nodded and said, "When are you planning to hold a ritual?

"It's based on the premise that there are no Beyonders around you."

Did the Beyonder dog count .. Audrey looked at the tightly shut door, feeling a small pull on her conscience.

"I can do it now."

Klein briefly admitted.

“The ritual process is the same as I described earlier. All you need to do is turn prayer into—

"Your faithful servant prays for your attention,

"i pray that you open the gates of your Kingdom.

"i pray that you give me strength.

"In addition, use the method of dualism."

Audrey thought about it, resisting the urge to nod, and she began to prepare for the ritual.

When the illusionary door opened, and a more illusory sight than the starry sky appeared, Audrey felt drunk both body and mind.

This is the mysterious world I've always been after. This is the kind of feeling I always wanted! He praised Mr. Fool wholeheartedly.

It was faith in the Goddess, but to the Fool, it was worship. Audrey quietly explained herself in her mind.

Soon after, he was stunned to see there was something on the "altar". It was a soft object with a sparkling color and was filled with a ridge.

"Pituitary gland Rainbow Salamander!" Audrey felt a wave of excitement in her heart. His eyes sparkled as he had the desire to step forward and grab it.

However, his etiquette habit mastered it as he sincerely praised the Foolish Master once again.

After finishing the ritual, he impatiently walked forward and carefully inspected the Beyonder material five times.

Our Tarot Club is on a higher level than all the other secret organizations.

He then glanced at the door warily, as if afraid of Susie's sudden interruption.

He had to double his efforts and immediately concoct the potion to complete his progress!

A few minutes later, he held onto a bottle of liquid that contained an ever-changing luster that could shine to the bottom of everyone's hearts.

He confidently drank the Telepathic potion and managed to pass the integration stage with the Beyonder characteristics, achieving progress.

The scene in front of him seemed significantly clear, with a huge improvement in the other aspects. Audrey is familiar with using Cogitation to stifle a disappearing spirituality.

After the Sequence stabilized, he smiled and walked quickly to the door, letting the golden retriever in. He saw a clear suspicion on Susie's face.

"You're taking longer than usual." Susie did not hide her thoughts.

Audrey sat down in the ottoman and laughed dryly before changing the subject.

"Susie, tell me — how should I tell Xio and Fors secretly about a certain matter without revealing myself; yet keep them interested?"

Before she finished her sentence, Audrey began to seriously contemplate the mission assigned by Mr. Fool.

Then, he looked at Susie, and Susie looked back at him. Humans and dogs were both immersed in deep thought at the same time.

…

After completing his goal, Klein returned to the real world, sleeping for more than an hour before rushing out of the door. He spent a pound buying a pair of gold-framed glasses, a wig, and various whiskers that could be torn and glued together with adhesive. It was a disguise he would need later.

Before dinner, he travels to the East Borough, the most crowded area and the most insecure part of the city. He rents a one-bedroom house for four soli, three pence a week. He paid a two-week lease and a deposit, making it a total of 17 solis.

Only then did Klein finish all his initial preparations. East Borough also left a deep impression on him. Most of the roads here were the same as Tingen Lower Road, but the area that possessed those traits was many times larger.

The clothes of the people here are old but decent. Many of them wore shabby clothes with pale skin and thin frames. It was as if they would turn into beasts at any moment due to their hunger or poverty. Therefore, gangs are rampant in the East Borough.

When he returned to Cherwood Borough, Klein felt as if he had entered heaven from hell.

Over the next two days, he experimented with using his spirituality to perform rituals and make amulets. He no longer prayed to the Goddess and waited for the effects of his little commercial to bear fruit.

On Thursday morning, Klein finally heard the doorbell ring.