The Lord Of The Mysteries

Chapter 61's

"The Fool who does not belong to this era.mysterious ruler over the gray fog.The Yellow and Black King who has good luck.." Audrey Hall recites three descriptions for herself inwardly. He suddenly felt a wave of emotional turmoil pass him by, preventing him from maintaining his Audience status.

As a fan of mysticism, he had studied Hermes used in rituals and had tested the rituals mentioned by fellow noble enthusiasts in private encounters before he was drawn into a gray fog or made formal contact with power Beyonder.

None of the rituals had any effect, but they had given Audrey a basic understanding of the mantra structure.

Thus, he knew clearly what these three spells explained and interpreted.

Descriptions usually depict one of the seven gods who looked upon this world!

So, the spell of the Fool claimed her status was on par with the Lady of Crimson, Mother of the Secrets, and Empress of Disaster and Horror!

Was Mr. Fool an unknown, mysterious, powerful, god-like entity that Glaint spoke of? What are the sources of danger we should avoid in rituals? Audrey quickly recalled the comments made during the bizarre ritual that she and her friends did not dare to try at the time. He was momentarily at a loss for words.

Alger Wilson, who knew and understood more than Audrey, trembled from the bottom of his heart.

If the magic ritual were Mr. Fool's design really leads him to allow him to accept our request, k-we have to call him with Him. He should be addressed as the third person, reserved for the gods…

How fortunate, how clever I was to act in harmony with him and not do anything stupid. Even when I tested it, I did not step beyond the normal limits …

Could he be an ancient, mysterious, monstrous existence, it was just that he did not appear before us in his true form and name, or a true Creator who is believed by many mysterious churches?

Algeria understood that the Idiot he saw now might not have been his real form. He might not even have a gender or be a humanoid being.

Klein propped up his forehead with one hand and knocked on the table with the other. He is very concerned about the changes that have taken place in The Hanged Man and Justice.

But he acted as if nothing had happened, as if everything was within his expectations. He continued without a care.

"i beg for help.

"i pray for your grace.

"i pray that you give me a good dream.

"Moonflowers, potions belonging to the red moon, please give your power to my spell!

"Fingered citron, the sun's potion, please give your powers to my spell."

…

He finished explaining the spell belonging to another type of ritual. When he finished, he smiled.

"Mrs, sir, have you memorized it?"

"Ah.." Audrey sighed. He quickly closed his mouth and thought seriously.

With his memory improving as a Spectator, he quickly processed the information and repeated the mantra as a form of confirmation.

Alger is more normal. The questioner did not pause for a moment, no matter what he thought.

After Klein confirmed that Audrey was right, he smiled and said, "If this test works, then we will modify the ritual next time to achieve what we want to do."

"i hope you have time to finish the ritual by Wednesday at the latest."

He intended to come here again on Thursday night to ascertain if the ritual magic was successful.

As for why he did not allow The Hanged Man and Justice to directly request a leave of absence, Klein was worried he would not be able to discern whether the result was from those asking for leave or was simply the result of ritualistic magic efforts. . Would he draw them to the Gathering if that happened?

"As you wish." Audrey and Algeria replied respectfully, calming down.

"According to the advice of The Hanged Man last week, we will have time for a casual chat after all the official issues are discussed. Who will start?" Klein gestured for someone to start.

Audrey sighed and said, "Sir, the advice you made about the exam selection and the separation between civil and political matters has gotten the approval of many lawmakers. Maybe it could come true. Of course, with the efficiency of this government, the Bill will only appear at the earliest half a year from now."

He was not worried that the Hanged Man would track him using this information. He purposely and intermittently gave directions and guided the arrogant wives to think that they had grasped the idea. The women rushed to tell their husbands, their fathers, and their brothers.

At that moment Audrey felt like she was looking at a flock of golden peacocks flaunting their tail feathers.

She believed that the women would train themselves that they came up with the idea of claiming glory for themselves. They would soon forget what Audrey's role was in this matter, fighting amongst themselves to see who thought of the suggestion first.

Using this extraordinary means to change the royal system gave Audrey a strange sense of satisfaction, as if she had found a way for an Audience to influence the flow of a play.

"Hopefully so," replied the Algerian cynically.

He paused for a few seconds, then glanced at the Stupid One. He considered before saying, "In recent decades, the number of activities of various secret organizations has seen an increasing trend. In fact, there are even new secret organizations emerging, some of which have reached scale with good numbers of Beyonders."

For example, the powers represented by the Antigonus family diary…

"Isn't it .." Algeria muttered softly to herself, as if she remembered something.

Klein turned his gaze to The Hanged Man, then passed Justice and said with a smile, "If there's nothing more to share, then let's end today's meeting here."

"As you wish." Audrey and Alger stood together.

Klein moved his finger and severed his connection with the deep red star. He watched the two figures disappear from the magnificent palace.

He stood up and turned to his own seat which was also the back of the Honor Chair on the bronze table. He saw the symbol.

The shining stars formed a strange symbol. It was not a symbol that matched anything in Klein's current understanding of mysticism.

He observed it closely before identifying the "Eye Without a Disciple", a symbol that represented secrecy. He also saw a contorted line that represented change. Each of the symbols loses some of it and overlaps with each other, creating a new symbol.

Incomplete secrets and incomplete changes.What do we get when we add them together? Klein furrowed his brows and muttered to himself, unable to give an answer.

He withdrew his gaze and walked along the magnificent ancient palace. His eyes scanned every corner of the palace.

“When I casually imagined this place, it was just a rough concept; I did not describe the shape of a palace, table, or chair.Where did this design come from? Best choice? First prototype? Or is it? they're a reflection of reality?" Klein suddenly had a question he had ignored earlier as he looked at the palace.

Sigh, I must say that even though I am a keyboard fighter, I lack experience in many areas.I am also not observant enough, to the point of only being aware of this question now… With such self-reflection, Klein made a serious attempt to inspect every corner of the palace, but did not find any other living beings or anything strange. .

Klein did not dare to venture deeper, which seemed to be a land of limitless illusions. He was afraid that he would really get lost.

Wow, this place is indeed full of mysteries.Who knows there will be changes in this area as I become stronger. He released his spirituality and enveloped himself inside, causing him to feel a fast flow falling down.

Everything flew by quickly. All kinds of illusions were destroyed. He tore through the grayish-white mist and saw reality. He saw tables, curtains, and clothes racks in his room.

…

Backlund, Consort of Borough.

Audrey looked at the oil painting hanging on the wall. He felt the softness of the fur pillow under his head that was provided.

He did not immediately stand up; instead, he seriously recalled what happened during the meeting, as if he was watching a drama that he had already watched.

"Stupid Master had a certain confidence in his tone when he told us to try the ritual and gave us a description of the mysterious ruler, the King of Yellow and Black…" Audrey sighed as she analyzed this silently, her body trembling slightly.

Forget it, since I can't fight it, there's no need to think too much about it. The Foolish Master always looks friendly; he should be an entity that respects order. He thought about his acting, and the weakening potion counterattack.

He hummed a happy song and got out of his bed. He walked towards the door and adjusted his state of mind, taking on the state of being a Spectator.

As he opened the room door, he saw a servant walking past him. He looked at the old calluses on his hands, the scars on his face, and other similar details. He could deduce many things from this observation.

At this point, Audrey had a strange feeling. He quickly turned around to look at the corner of the shady balcony.

He saw his golden retriever Susie sitting there, quietly observing her, just like how she observed the servant.

My goddess.Audrey's lips twitched as she sighed. He wanted to hide his face.

…

In the Sonia Sea, in the headquarters of the highly protected captain.

Algeria woke up and noticed that nothing had changed around him. As if nothing had happened.

He sighed and thought, Ancient existence?

…

Klein, who had come out of the ritual, opened the curtain. He took out his notebook and started writing once more.

He recalled the contents of Emperor Roselle's diary, hoping to strengthen the memory through writing and prevent himself from forgetting it in the future.

Klein reread the note several times after he finished writing. Finally, he tore the note and set it on fire.

I must not forget the most outstanding point if I do this once a week. But as time went on and the more complex my mission became. Unfortunately, I have no better idea for now. I have not learned any cryptography … Klein calmed himself down and stretched his neck. He was planning on heading to the Divination Club.

A Seer is defined differently by different people. No one can say that someone else's methods are wrong. So, Klein, who did not know which type of Diviner suited the requirements of the potion, could only refine it as he experimented to ascertain which one was the most suitable!