Above the undulating waves of the Sonia Sea, the Blue Avenger was like a leaf. At times, it would be tossed up high, and at other times, it would be swept down. However, it showed no signs of capsizing.
Alger Wilson stood in the captain's cabin, his back facing the rack of red and white wine as he subconsciously paced a few steps.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and returned to the mahogany desk with a grim expression. He took away the brass sextant, found a piece of paper and a fountain pen, and bent down to draw the complicated and mysterious symbol that The Fool had given him.
With his memory as a Seafarer, Alger quickly completed the first step of the sacrificial ritual.
Following that, he pulled open the drawer, took out candles, and arranged them according to the Duality Method. One was placed above the symbol formed by the Pupil-less Eye and Contorted Lines, and the other was placed in the middle, representing the person who would be sacrificed.
After tidying up the junk on the table, The Hanging Man Alger condensed clear water on his palm and wiped the altar. With the help of the ritual dagger, he barely created a sealed wall that surrounded the desk.
After doing all of this, he used his spirituality to light the two candles and took a few steps back in the dim yellow light.
Instinctively taking a deep breath, Alger lowered his head and chanted in ancient Hermes:
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era;
"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog;
"You are the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck;
"Your loyal servant prays for your attention;
"I pray that you accept his offering;
"I pray that you open the gates to the kingdom."
…
This ancient incantation echoed within the wall of spirituality, stirring up a spiraling gale that brought about the tremors of the powers of nature.
It was the most ancient sacrificial language created by human Beyonders. It contained many mysteries, but it lacked sufficient protection for the user.
Alger endured the pain of his skin being scraped by a knife as he took out a dark brown glass bottle from his pocket. He unscrewed the cap and poured out many sesame-shaped particles.
These particles swirled with a metallic luster, giving them an indescribable sense of beauty.
The Hanging Man Alger scattered these particles into the wind.
Whoosh!
The violent wind became more and more turbulent, but it was no longer fierce. Instead, it was dyed silver and black.
As they constantly collided and fused, the two winds of different colors entered the candle flame that symbolized The Fool. It expanded and tore out a normal-sized illusory door. The symbol engraved on its surface was the one that Alger had just drawn.
At that moment, Klein, who was above the gray fog, was witnessing the blurry door that he had seen before appear behind the high-back chair. He also felt the power of spirituality spreading out in waves, stimulating the mysterious space.
It seems possible … Klein suddenly had a premonition. He immediately spread out his spirituality and added vibration and stimulation.
Clang!
Amidst the unreal sound, the hazy door slowly opened!
Alger, who was in the captain's cabin, suddenly saw the illusory door formed by wind and light open. Behind it was deep darkness, countless indescribable, almost formless shadows, pure brilliance that contained vast knowledge, and the thick gray fog above them. It was an ancient palace that overlooked the real World.
In such a scene, Alger couldn't help but tremble. It was a deep fear and an inexplicable excitement.
He hurriedly picked up the Rainbow Salamander's pituitary gland that he had long prepared. Holding it with both hands and with his head lowered, he handed the palm-sized object that was constantly changing colors and had a soft, hilly surface to the illusory door.
Amidst the suction force that suddenly appeared and instantly disappeared, Alger's hands became lighter. He lost the slight prickling sensation that came from the Rainbow Salamander's pituitary gland.
He didn't dare look up until he heard The Fool's deep voice that kept reverberating in his ears:
"Well done."
"It's my honor," Alger replied without hesitation.
He looked ahead again and saw that the illusory door had vanished. The gale had stopped, and the candlelight had returned to its original state.
After extinguishing the candles according to the normal procedure and ending the ritual, The Hanging Man, Alger, sat down with a complicated expression.
He muttered silently to himself, In the beginning, he could only pull people into the World above the gray fog … After a while, he could listen to prayers and respond … Now, he can accept sacrifices and bestow things … Mr. Fool is escaping his predicament step by step, and he's slowly entering the real World?
This guess and conclusion made Alger afraid and worried, but he also felt a little hopeful.
At least I'm a member of Tarot, one of the earliest members … He sighed.
…
In the magnificent palace above the gray fog, Klein was playing with the Rainbow Salamander's pituitary gland. His face was reflected in various colors that constantly alternated.
A tingling and numbing sensation came from his palm, and a strong sense of accomplishment filled his heart, making him reveal a genuine smile.
In the future, the Tarot will be even more magical … With a sigh, Klein extended his spirituality and transmitted his thoughts to the crimson star that symbolized Miss Justice.
After returning to her bedroom, Audrey could no longer sit quietly by the bed. She would flip through the books beside her pillow from time to time, and at other times, she would look at herself in the mirror with a distracted gaze.
She was looking forward to the completion of the The Hanging Man's sacrificial ritual, but she was also afraid that the outcome would be a failure.
Rosell The Great once said that I have to remain calm when I encounter something important … Audrey, come, take a deep breath or two … Or should I tease the dog? However, Susie can speak and think. She's a creature with pride, so I can't tease her … Audrey's thoughts wandered as she subconsciously rubbed an exquisitely dressed doll in her hand.
After an unknown period of time, a thick gray fog suddenly surged in front of her, and in the depths of the gray fog was a high and mighty chair.
The Fool sat there and said with a smile, "Miss Justice, the attempt has been successful.
"Miss Justice, the attempt has been successful. Have you prepared the materials with spirituality?"
Awesome! As expected of Mr. Fool! Audrey threw the matter of The Hanging Man to the side and restrained her excitement.
"Yes, I've always had similar ingredients with me."
Even before joining the Tarot, Audrey was the same. However, back then, she didn't know which ingredients contained spirituality. All she did was collect the various incense essential oil formulas and move them from her family's treasury.
Klein nodded slightly.
"When do you want to hold the ritual?"
"The premise is that there are no Beyonders around."
Does a Beyonder dog count … Audrey looked at the tightly shut door guiltily.
"I can do it now."
Klein tersely acknowledged.
"The ritual's process is the same as what I described previously, but the prayer needs to be changed to:
"Your faithful servant prays for your attention;
"Prays for you to open the door to the kingdom;
"Prays for you to bestow me with strength.
"In addition, use the dualistic ritual."
Audrey recalled and resisted the urge to nod repeatedly as she began preparing for the ritual.
When the illusory door opened and the scene that was even more dreamy than the starry sky appeared, Audrey felt her body and heart intoxicated.
This is the mysterious World I've always been pursuing. This is the feeling I've always wanted! She sincerely praised Mr. Fool.
It's faith in the Goddess, and it's worship of Mr. Fool … Audrey silently defended herself.
Immediately following that, she was surprised to see an additional item on the altar. It was a soft object that constantly changed color and was covered in ravines.
The Rainbow Salamander's pituitary gland! Audrey was delighted as her eyes lit up, and she went forward to take it.
However, her etiquette habits immediately controlled her as Audrey sincerely praised Mr. Fool once again.
After the ritual ended, she impatiently went forward and carefully observed the Beyonder ingredient five times.
Our Tarot is a level higher than all the secret organizations … Audrey secretly felt smug.
Then, she looked warily at the door, as if afraid that Susie would suddenly barge in.
She had to continue working hard and immediately concoct the potion to complete her advancement!
A few minutes later, Audrey had a bottle of constantly changing luster in her hand, as if it could illuminate the depths of everyone's hearts.
She confidently drank the Telepathist potion and successfully passed the phase of the Beyonder characteristic's assimilation and advanced.
Everything before her eyes seemed to become a lot clearer, and there was a lot more to it. Audrey skillfully used Cogitation to rein in the dissipating spirituality.
After her Sequence stabilized, she smiled and walked briskly to the door. She let the golden retriever in and saw Susie's dog face reveal an obvious look of suspicion.
"You've taken longer than usual." Susie didn't hide her thoughts.
Audrey sat on a soft stool, laughed dryly, and changed the topic.
"Susie, how do you think I should tell Xio and Fors something without exposing myself, and make them interested in it?"
Before she finished speaking, Audrey began to seriously ponder over the mission that Mr. Fool had given her.
Then, she looked at Susie, and Susie looked back at her. The human and dog fell into deep thought at the same time.
…
After completing his predetermined goal, Klein returned to reality. After sleeping for an hour, he rushed out and spent a pound to buy a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a wig, and various beards that could be pulled off and glued together. This was what he needed for his future disguises.
Before dinner, he went to East Borough, which was the most chaotic and populated area. He rented a one-bedroom apartment for four soli three pence a week. He paid two weeks' rent in one go, as well as an equivalent deposit, for a total of seventeen soli.
Only then did Klein make his initial preparations. East Borough also left a deep impression on him. Most of the places here were similar to Tingen's Lower Street, but the area it occupied was many times wider.
The residents here wore old clothes that were considered decent. Many of them were dressed in rags, and they were sallow and emaciated. It was as if they would turn into beasts at any moment due to hunger and poverty. Therefore, in East Borough, gangs ran amok, and there were many cases.
When he returned to Cherwood Borough, Klein felt like he had entered heaven from hell.
In the next two days, he experimented with using his own spirituality to hold rituals and create charms. He stopped praying to the Goddess and waited for the effects of the tiny advertisements to ferment and for the commission to come to him.
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