The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 297's

Klein had just put on a double-breasted skirt coat, taken half his hat, and was walking towards the door when he heard a series of illusory prayers.

Who'sisthis? He frowned slightly and listened, but he could only confirm that the applicant was a woman and that his voice was staccato, as if he was in a lot of pain.

Since he didn't have anything particularly urgent to deal with, the new advanced Witch, Klein, casually threw half his hat onto the mantle rack accurately, and he returned to his bedroom. After taking four counter-clockwise steps, he entered the majestic palace.

This time, he did not see the illusory star expanding or shrinking with a deep red light. On the contrary, at the end of that speckled ancient bronze table, beside the seat of the Foolish One there was a clear radiance emanating out.

This is a prayer from a non-Tarot Club member..Is it Xio or that curly brunette woman? Klein speculated as he sat down.

Since he had already emptied his anonymous account, he did not suspect anyone was trying to steal his fortune.

Leaning back, Klein pointed with his left hand, spreading his spirituality to touch the rippling light.

The scene around him suddenly changed. He saw a coffee table upside down, a slanted sofa, books and paper strewn across the floor, and a woman with brown hair struggling in pain.

At the same time, Klein heard his prayer.

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

"The mysterious ruler over the gray mist …

"The "Yellow and Black Kings have good luck…

"Save me, save me …"

Save me? From the looks of it, he seemed to have lost control. Her hair grew longer at a visible speed, and her skin was covered with a layer of sinister white light. How could I possibly save her. Klein watched closely for a few seconds, then muttered to himself, feeling puzzled.

It was at this moment that he detected in the woman's sorrowful plea, a faint, illusory, and indistinct babble.

Yeah, babbling!

This rant was similar to the one he had experienced before rising above the gray fog, but there was no madness or evil at all. Moreover, it did not contain any obvious hatred.

It seemed that the state of this woman who had almost lost control was the result of hearing her chatter...If she stopped hearing it, could she calm down and turn around for the better? In thought, Klein extended his hand to the rippling halo.

After which, he let his spirituality gush out from his body, establishing a strong and mysterious relationship

After advancing to the Witch, her spirituality became much more abundant, and the burden in this aspect had diminished.

…

Fors felt his head go awry as he felt his mind like boiling water. They were constantly bubbling in an attempt to break free from the restraints of his head.

"Am I dying.I don't want to, I don't want to be a monster.." As he sadly thought about this in his mind, the pain flooded over him like a tidal wave.

Suddenly, he woke up. The pain, aggravation, madness, and despair, which he felt so deep in his bones, seemed to be no more, as if it was just an illusion.

I managed to survive through it so quickly today? Isn't it longer during the Blood Month? Confused, Fors opened his eyes which he unconsciously closed. He found an endless grayish-white mist beneath him, and in front of him was an ancient bronze table speckled.

Where is this place? Surprised, he looked around and saw the many towering stone pillars, as well as the towering palace supported by those stone pillars.

Then, at the end of the long bronze table, he saw a mysterious figure shrouded in a thick gray mist that seemed to be looking at everything from above.

What is this place? Who her? Fors became wary and asked inwardly.

Then, he remembered what he had just done!

Under his immense pain, he had chanted the mysterious spell that Xio had found in the "Aristocratic History of Loen Kingdom," a spell that was supposedly aimed at an evil god!

No, not just evil spirits! He could actually help me for a while get rid of the harmful effects of those terrible rants. He even pulled me into this strange world, he half stood up and bowed.

“May I know who you are.”.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled the contents of his spell as he said, "You are an Idiot! Uh, Mr. Stupid.

"are you Your Majesty, the Fool?"

Klein smiled, slightly nodded and said, "Call me Mr. Fool."

As he spoke, he watched behind the chair where Fors was sitting, the mysterious symbols and patterns formed by the shining stars changing rapidly.

In just a second or two, the inside of the room was already lined with multi-layered doors. Many illusory doors of the same kind were formed there!

The door? As soon as Klein saw the symbol, he immediately related it to the mention of Mr. Door in Roselle's diary.

During the full moon, the other party would approach the real world and shout for help!

Could it be that the rant had something to do with Mr Door? Hmm.. It's the night of the Blood Moon tonight, the enhanced version of the full moon… Klein nodded indiscriminately.

At that moment, a wave of shock appeared in Fors' heart.

The Fool... This is indeed the Foolish One. That honorable name indeed indicates a powerful existence!

What does he want? Does he want to make a transaction with my soul?

Heh, at least—at least it's better than losing control of the ravings. Whatever happens in the future will only be a bonus…

While he was still deep in thought, he suddenly heard the Foolish Master ask with a smile, "You hear the ravings out of nowhere every full moon?"

How does he know? Fors turned his head in surprise and replied in a daze, "Yes."

Before he finished his sentence, he suddenly thought of a possibility and asked, "A-do you know the origin of the rant? Do you know who tried to hurt me? Do you know how to solve this problem for good? "

He was a pitiful person who was lost in the darkness and caught in a storm. Klein intended to retaliate with words that would shape his image, but when he thought about it, he was determined to do so, he was not sure that the woman in front of him had indeed heard those words coming from Mr. Door.

In order not to make a mistake and not embarrass himself in the future, he skipped the question and said with a faint smile, "He might not necessarily want to hurt you. Maybe, he's just asking for your help."

Therefore, the rant was not evil, not crazy or evil.

"Asking for my help? But the rant pushed me closer to losing control. If you hadn't helped me, I might have become a monster by now," Fors again could not believe it.

Klein grinned and said, "That's because you're too weak."

"I'm too weak?" Fors was stunned and confused.

Klein explained briefly, "The difference in the natural order of your life and hers is too great. Perhaps, just by breathing normally, the storm it carries can tear you to pieces. Perhaps, just a quick glance from him would make you die on the spot.

“Of course, if he intentionally controls his own strength, it doesn't mean he can't communicate normally with you. However, the sound may need to pass through a layer of barrier to reach your ears. Intentional control usually implies a failure to call for help. Heh heh, that's if we assume that he's asking for help."

The difference in our natural order of life is too great.I will die with just one look from him.Fors was astonished from what he heard. After some time, he forced a smile and said, "This reminds me of the saying.

"You may not look directly at God …"

Klein smiled at her without giving a positive answer.

Could it be that the terrifying ravings actually came from an existence that was almost like a god? Mr. Fool can help me remove the influence of that person, and all this time, he talked about it in a rather gentle tone.. Does this mean he and the natural order of life are on the same level? The more he thought about it, the more surprised he was. Even his body could not stop trembling.

Klein waited for a few seconds, then asked, "How long does each full moon take?"

"Three to five minutes. If it was Blood Moon night, it would exceed seven minutes," Fors gathered his thoughts and answered truthfully.

The more Klein listened, the more he felt that the owner of the rant belonged to Lord Door.

He temporarily put the matter down and smiled.

"You can be back in a few minutes.

"There is only one way to solve your problems, and that is to improve the natural order of your life."

Fors hesitated for a moment before saying, "Every time I meet the full moon, may I recite your name?

"I-I will be your obedient believer!"

"No, there's no need." Klein smiled and shook his head. "But I don't mind helping you along the way."

"Thank you very much!" Although he suspected that he was dealing with an evil god, he no longer wanted to experience painful "nightmares" like before.

After confirming the matter, he was very relaxed. Realizing that there were still many chairs around the long bronze table, he asked carefully, "Foolish Master, does it seem like there are others who come here often?"

No, they might not necessarily be human.Fors added without a sound.

Klein smiled and said in an ordinary manner, "They are some people who look like you. I pulled them here for various reasons.

“They hope I can hold meetings periodically to facilitate trading of formulas, materials, information, and missions.

"I agree to it."

Fors is interested in what he hears. Thinking that he was already a part of this, he boldly asked, "Foolish Master, can I join this meeting?"

"certain. Three o'clock in the afternoon on Monday. Eliminate all distractions." Klein smiled and pointed to the card that suddenly appeared on the surface of the long bronze table. "They've decided to use the tarot card name as their code name.You can choose one of these, but this already belongs to someone and you can't choose from …"

Fors nodded his head, shuffled the cards and cut them with interest as he muttered, "Let fate rule my title …"

Immediately, he took out a card and looked at it: "Witch!"