Ring of Fate

Chapter 1037 Tarot Club (End of this Volume)
As the dream quickly collapsed, Lumian withdrew his gaze, left the edge of the deep darkness, and walked towards the outside of the Yangdu High-Speed ​​Railway Station, which was also disintegrating.

He wanted to take another look at the city.

Suddenly, he found that at the exit where the light was concentrated, there was a figure standing quietly with his back against the wall.

The figure was wearing black armor stained with blood, his long hair was as red as fire, and he looked young and handsome. There was a faint wound on each side of his cheek, and a bright red flag mark stood out between his eyebrows.

He was not as blurry and almost disintegrated as other dream images, but unlike Lumian's clarity, he had an illusory feeling, like a spirit.

Lumian knew who this figure was without asking:
"Red Angel" Medici.

"Are you waiting for me?" Lumian asked with a smile.

He was ready to escape from here as the dream collapsed.

Medici left the wall, stood up straight, and sneered:
"If you're too dumb to take the hint, I'll be the one stepping in to replace you."

He looked into Lumian's eyes, shook his head and said:

"Too weak. You are still too weak now."

After sighing, the "Red Angel" raised his chin slightly and said:

"I already know your experience. I will give you a chance. I will hunt you down after you become an angel.

"Don't thank me. This has nothing to do with pride. The pride of the war path is not used against the enemy."

Medici didn't give Lumian a chance to respond. He turned and walked into the passage, leaving Yangdu High-Speed ​​Railway Station and leaving the dream that was about to completely collapse.

You waited until the end just to say these two words to me? You must have achieved some unknown purpose by entering the dream this time, right? Lumian turned his body and cast his gaze into the deep darkness again.

His biggest question now is where the deity "Original Witch" is.

Franka's promotion in the underground of Mushu Hospital shows that the "Original Witch" does have a corresponding image in the dream city, but when it comes to the great terror of the special mirror world, the original God and the "Witch" card, and the major event of the end of the dream, He did not show up or intervene at all.

Before Lumian could figure out anything, the Yangdu High-Speed ​​Railway Station collapsed silently.

He first felt a sense of weightlessness as if he had fallen off a cliff, then he opened his eyes and woke up.

He then saw some sunlight coming through the curtains and a lot of dust suspended in the air.

At the same time, the faint sounds of singing, praising and communicating came from next door and penetrated into his ears.

Lumian lay quietly on the bed, feeling that the cushion was very elastic and the quilt was very soft and warm, making him not want to move at all.

…………

More than half an hour later, in the living room on the first floor.

The Magician said to Lumian, Franca, Janna, Anthony, and Ludwig who were having afternoon tea together:
"Mr. Fool has awakened, and we will fulfill our promise.

"You have done a great job this time and deserve the most generous reward. After discussion, we have decided to do our best to help you advance one rank."

Janet nodded without hiding her desire:

"Thank you."

Lumian, Franka and others also had no objections and were all looking forward to it.

The "Magician" lady looked around and said:

"Of course, this may take a few days, because Mr. Fool's initial awakening will inevitably cause a lot of changes that need to be dealt with in a timely manner. The other Major Arcana cards are already busy.

"Moreover, you also need to adjust for a while, get rid of the influence of the dream, and regain your perception of reality."

At this point, the “Magician” looked at Lumian and asked as if to confirm:

"Do you want to be the 'Eternal Witch' or the 'War Bishop'?"

Lumian did not hesitate:
"'The Ageless Witch'."

Hearing Lumian's answer, Franca suddenly remembered the description of the "Undying Witch" on the "Witch" card:

Weird and hard to kill, good at resurrection.

Good at resurrection... You really don't want to wait even a day longer, even if it's just the first step... Franka sighed secretly.

At this time, Lumian raised his right hand, with his palm facing the ceiling:

In addition to a few dark red marks and a pale skin, there was also a dark "pinhole".

He said to Ms. Magician and his companions:
"This time, I used the 'Witch' card and the magic mirror as a medium to mobilize the great terror deep in the special mirror world to deal with the 'Man in the Mirror' created by Tianzun. The remaining aura of the 'Blood Emperor' and the seal of the 'Underworld Man' have changed a little bit.

"I can use this 'pinhole' to use the power of the 'War Bishop' that I was blessed with before to a limited extent. There is no need to repeat the promotion."

The "Magician" lady nodded slightly and said:

"Go to the treasure house of the Blue Avenger in a few days. There may be items related to the Immortal Witch there. If not, ask Mr. Azik for help and go to the depths of the underworld again. There must be the extraordinary characteristics of the Immortal Witch there."

Lumian and Franca had no objection.

After the "Magician" lady left, Lumian, who was in the "Witch of Despair" state, leaned back on the sofa and smiled at Franka and the others:

“It’s sun time now.”

Janna was silent for a few seconds and said:
"I think I want to see Roxanne in real life."

"Yeah." Franka nodded heavily.

"Okay." Lumian originally planned to go tomorrow.

…………

In the evening, in the Kingdom of Loen, Tingen City, Red Moon Street.

Janna, Franca and Lumian were sitting in a roadside cafe, watching two figures, one big and one small, approaching from a distance.

The older one was about thirty years old, with brown hair tied up in a bun, a round-brimmed tulle hat, and a green dress that was a bit girlish but a bit more mature, with flowing ruffles on the cuffs and beautiful lace on the neckline.
She had a pretty face, holding a paper bag of white bread in one hand and holding the hand of a little girl who was only three or four years old and looked like a little princess in the other. She was Luo Shan, a civilian staff member of the "Night Watchers" team of the "Goddess of Night" church.

Compared with Luo Shan in the dream, she is obviously much older and her temperament is more stable, but her clothing style reveals that she still has a lively side inside.

Janna and Franca's vision suddenly blurred.

In her female form, Lumian watched intently as Roxanne and her daughter passed by, talking and laughing, so quiet that she seemed to have turned into a statue.

When Roshan and her daughter passed the cafe, the three witches moved their eyes and followed their backs.

The golden afterglow cast a shadow on Roxanne and her daughter, and the evening breeze carried their laughter to the ears of Janna, Franca, and Lumian:

"Mom, what is a hero?"

"A hero is someone who protects others."

“Why do others need protection?”

“Why should we protect others?”

"Why? Why?"

"Mom, why?"

…………

A few days later, Monday noon.

Lumian and others met the "Magician" lady again.

The Major Arcana sat down on the chair opposite the coffee table and said to Lumian and Franca:
"You are all demigods, and have made great contributions. You are eligible to draw big cards."

“Has Mr. Fool given his permission?” Lumian asked.

The "magician" lady exudes a sense of ease:

"Yes, but as a team you can only draw one big card at the moment. Who's going to draw it?"

Franca looked at Lumian, hesitated for a few seconds and said:
"You smoke it."

She really wanted to see what she would draw, and she thought that being a major member of the Tarot Club was very impressive. But when she thought about taking charge of a bunch of affairs as a Major Arcana and having to brainstorm frequently, she felt a headache, and decided to let Lumian take over first to see what would happen.

"Then would you like to smoke?" Ms. Magician asked Lumian.

Lumian thought for a moment and said:
"Come on."

The Magician said seriously:
“After becoming a major card, the ‘Two of Cups’, ‘Seven of Cups’ and ‘Four of Swords’ will all be transferred under your hand.

"The Major Arcana symbolizes not only you as an individual, but also the power you represent."

"I understand." Lumian nodded slowly.

The "magician" lady then took out a deck of tarot cards with only big cards and spread them out on the coffee table:

"You can smoke now."

"Won't you get duplicates?" Franca asked curiously.

The "Magician" lady smiled:

“Spirit will provide guidance.”

Lumian glanced at the tarot cards on the coffee table, stretched out his right hand, picked up one at random, and opened it in front of him.

What came into the eyes of Franka and the others was a large wreath made of green plants and a woman standing inside the wreath.

The World card!

Franka and Janna both looked at Lumian in female form with a little surprise:
The "World" card was actually drawn?

What's the reason?
Although Gehrman Sparrow is now pointing at Mr. Fool, the legend of the World has not disappeared!

Lumian said nothing, with a thoughtful expression.

The "Magician" lady was silent for a few seconds and said:
"Draw another one."

Lumian nodded in agreement.

This time, he drew out two cards and placed them on his left and right.

After staring at the two tarot cards for a while, the handsome man suddenly laughed:

"Men on the left, women on the right. I want the one on the left."

After saying this, he turned the tarot card on his left hand over to the front without hesitation.

On the card there is a king standing on a chariot, and two lions, one black and one white, are pulling the chariot.

The "Chariot" brand!

"Not bad." The Magician stood up. "Welcome to join us, Chariot, um, sir."

After Lumian finished responding, Franca asked curiously:
"Can I see what this card on the right is?"

"Okay." The Magician nodded to her.

Franka opened it and saw a woman wearing a crown sitting on a chair.

The Queen card.

“Sure enough…” The “Magician” lady sighed, then turned to Lumian and said, “Wait in the room at three o’clock this afternoon. Um, Backlund time.”

…………

Three o'clock in the afternoon, in a bedroom of a luxurious villa.

Lumian held the "Chariot" card, sat in the armchair, and waited patiently.

Suddenly, a chaotic, noisy, and terrifying sound rang in his ears, and a thin gray mist appeared in front of his eyes.

Just a second or two later, he found himself standing next to a long bronze table, with a broad and magnificent dome above his head and tall and majestic stone pillars all around.

Lumian immediately saw Ms. Justice, Ms. Magician, Ms. Judgment, Ms. Hermit, and the lady from the Temperance faction who was wearing a black court dress and a small soft hat of the same color, sitting opposite him.

They all seemed blurry, but not that blurry.

Lumian also noticed that Mr. "The Hanged Man", Mr. "The Sun", Mr. "The Star" and Mr. "The Moon", who he had never seen before but whose identity he could guess, were on the same side as him.

At this time, no one was sitting at the top or bottom of the long bronze table.

"This is Ms. Temperance, and this is Mr. Chariot." Ms. Justice calmly introduced Lumian, who was obviously a woman, as Mr.

At this moment, a figure gradually emerged on the huge chair at the top of the long bronze table.

He was in the gray fog, and his figure was quite blurry, so Lumian and others could only see his half-high silk hat and long black trench coat.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar figure, Ms. Justice took a breath, stood up, lifted her skirt slightly, bent her knees slightly and said:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

(End of Volume 6)
(End of this chapter)