The Evernight Goddess nodded and didn't say anything else. She reached out her palm and gently tugged at a corner of the void.
A thin layer of "night curtain" gently drifted down, blanketing Klein's body as it silently seeped in.
Klein quietly felt the blessing that stemmed from the dream for two seconds. He pressed his hand to his chest and bowed.
He then took two steps back and left the astral world.
The Evernight Goddess stood at the edge of the divine kingdom and watched him leave.
In the next second, Klein landed in the projection of the Giant King's Court in the ruins of the battle of the gods.
Then, just like Amon, he walked to the edge of the grayish-blue door and raised his hand to create a ghostly blue illusory door.
Through this door, Klein entered the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Following the guidance of fate, he "Wandered" to the peak of a mountain range.
There was a huge cross erected there, and the cross was shrouded in an indistinct shadow.
Klein stared at the shadow for a few seconds and sighed slightly. He bent down to pick up an ancient silver mirror that was placed near the huge cross.
Then, he turned around and disappeared from the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
At the same time, the Worms of Spirit, who didn't need to guard Sefirah Castle, informed him of Queen Mystic's current location. Klein raised his hand and took out the Magic Wishing Lamp from the junk pile. Relying on the ownership relationship between it and Bernadette, he "Wandered" again and appeared on a rather hidden island in Emerald City.
Bernadette was flipping through a newly published painting collection of Intis. Just as she sensed something, she saw German Sparrow hand the Magic Wishing Lamp to her.
"Thank you." Klein's voice was neither loud nor soft, and he spoke very normally.
Bernadette parted her lips as though she wanted to say something. But at that moment, her eyes flashed as though she had seen something or predicted something. Hence, she silently reached out to grab the Magic Wishing Lamp.
Klein then took out an iron cigar case with traces of corrosion on its surface.
"This is your reward."
Even without using the Eyes of Mystery Prying, Bernadette could sense that the iron cigar case was extraordinary. She could roughly guess what kind of corrosion it had suffered.
But it was not because of this reason that she chose to accept, but because she suddenly felt that there was no reason to refuse.
She only hesitated for a moment before calmly taking the iron cigar case.
If he was still in his crazed state from before, Klein would definitely have said with an exaggerated smile while Bernadette hesitated, "Uncle is giving it to you. Just take it!"
But now, he was only left with that last bit of consciousness. He had to work very hard to keep himself from falling asleep. He didn't have the urge to act like a clown.
After leaving Bernadette's Emerald City, Klein made good use of his time and "Wandered" to Baekeland. He "Wandered" to Dr. Allen Ceres's home.
Will Auceptin, who was sitting among the pile of toys, raised his head and looked at Dawn Dantès before him. He suddenly teared up and sobbed very hard.
"I finally sensed that opportunity."
The opportunity to accommodate the Fate pathway's Uniqueness.
Klein squatted down and said expressionlessly,
"I'm here to help you accommodate them.
"I will steal your childhood and adolescence, allowing you to instantly grow up. Then, relying on my status that has exceeded the Sequence but hasn't reached the level of a Great Old One, I will help you forcefully accommodate the Die of Probability.
"Of course, this alone is not enough to succeed. We still need to 'fool' and exploit the 'bug'."
Will Auceptin's pattering tears suddenly stopped as "He" muttered in astonishment, "His Majesty, His Majesty.
"So the two choices are the same."
Normally speaking, accommodating the Uniqueness of a pathway was either something one was born with, or it required the help of an existence at the level of a Great Old One, or it relied on a simplified advancement ritual. There were no other possibilities.
The Snake of Fate, Will Auceptin, clearly didn't have any uniqueness. He could only be considered from the last two options.
"His" focus had always been on carrying out a simplified ritual, which was to wait for an opportunity of fate. Who knew that this opportunity turned out to be Klein's status close to that of the Great Old Ones? In essence, it was actually the second method.
With this in mind, the chubby child, Will Auceptin, cried even harder. He felt like he had been deceived by fate.
"Get the Life School of Thought's demigod to send the Die of Probability over now. Normally speaking, with your luck, the Die of Probability should be by your side." Klein ignored Will's cries. "Let's begin as soon as possible. I don't have much time left."
Will stopped, looked at Klein for a while, and said with a slightly choked voice,
"Forget it. Let's wait for the next opportunity.
"In your present state, forcibly accommodating it for me is a huge burden. You might lose control on the spot. I don't wish to face the Lord of the Mysteries.
"Yes, next time. I have a premonition …"
Having said that, Will looked into Klein's eyes.
"I have a premonition that the next opportunity will be better."
Klein maintained his dreamy expression as his voice deepened.
"Is this a prophecy?"
Will Auceptin's tears flowed down again.
"No, it's a blessing."
Klein nodded slightly, stood up, and retreated step by step.
During this process, his figure became fainter and soon disappeared.
He returned to Sefirah Castle and sat on the high-back chair, allowing the grayish-white fog to cover his body.
After looking around and confirming the state of the crimson stars, Klein leaned back in his chair in exhaustion and raised his right hand slightly.
This time, he didn't create The World as a fake person.
On both sides of the long mottled table, crimson beams of light soared up at the same time, freezing into The Hanging Man, Sun, The Hermit, Magicians, and the other Tarot members.
This sudden gathering had clearly exceeded the expectations of Audrey and company. It left them momentarily stunned and surprised.
Before this, although they had come to Mr. Fool's divine kingdom on a non-Monday afternoon, there was a reason for it. They had already known in advance that they would be pulled here — they had either applied for a small-scale gathering in advance, or they had to avoid the full moon ravings, or they had to treat Mr. World's psychological problems.
It could be said that, apart from the first time, this was the second time they had been summoned by Mr. Fool without any warning.
Even the slowest of them could sense the uneasiness in the air. They could feel that the air had solidified.
Thinking back to the visit of The World's German Sparrow and the words that Mr. Fool's Blessed had said, Audrey, The Hanging Man Alger, and Xio had similar thoughts:
Has it finally arrived?
Audrey subconsciously turned her head and looked at the bottom of the long mottled table, only to see that it was empty. There was no one there.
Although she was already mentally prepared, Audrey couldn't help but be taken aback. She couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable sadness.
In her heart, The World's image of German Sparrow had long changed from a crazy adventurer and an extremely dangerous Beyonder to a friend with a cold appearance but a gentle heart. He was powerful, compassionate, and had a mysterious background. He was rather lonely, and he was burdened with many things.
She believed that in the Tarot, apart from Mr. Star, she was the one who understood The World the best.
And now, this friend seemed to have met with misfortune, leaving behind an empty seat.
The Tarot had lost its first official member.
Where did Klein go … Leonard suddenly felt a little flustered.
In this World, this was the only friend he could befriend.
Back when Klein suddenly appeared in the Southern Continent and threw the gold coin into the cathedral's donation box, Leonard already had a subtle premonition. He had a feeling that the other party was preparing to face the judgment of fate and was bidding farewell to the past.
This was just like back in Tingen when they decided to stand out and face Megose.
Old Man's silence has been a little strange recently … Could something have really happened to Klein? With Mr. Fool's level and status, as long as there's a chance, he should be able to be saved … Leonard's heart tightened as he suddenly turned his body and cast his gaze at Mr. Fool who was sitting at the end of the long mottled table.
This mighty existence was still shrouded in a grayish-white fog, making it impossible to tell "His" present state.
At this moment, Emlyn, Cattleya, and Sun also noticed Mr. World's absence.
Coupled with the suddenness of the gathering, they were alarmed and puzzled. They didn't know what had happened, but their intuition told them that it wasn't anything good.
As a Clairvoyant who had just advanced recently, Cattleya even felt that something was wrong with Mr. Fool.
Mr. World isn't here … Xio previously mentioned that Mr. Fool and "His" Blessed are about to face a major challenge. It's very likely that something bad will happen … Magicians Fors was also a little alarmed. She couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear due to the unknown changes.
She once imagined that she would heave a sigh of relief because of Mr. World's disappearance, but from the looks of it, that wasn't the case. Instead, she felt her heart sink and a little terrified.
Only then did she realize that at some point in time, The World had become a pillar of support for the Tarot outside of Mr. Fool. It made everyone feel at ease when they saw him.
Of course, fear was also unavoidable.
As Audrey and company turned around and looked at the end of the long mottled table, Klein, who was already The Fool, said in a low voice, "This is an impromptu gathering."
"This is an impromptu gathering."
Mr. Fool is very tired … Audrey, who sensed this, felt her heart tighten.
She looked around, as she always did, and stood up.
After the members of the Tarot stood up one after another, Audrey lifted her skirt in a somewhat heavy manner and bowed towards the end of the long mottled table.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."
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