Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 544: Get on the bus first and pay later
Time passes slowly.

Soon, it was Monday again.

Above the gray fog, beneath a massive dome, like the dwelling place of a giant.

Klein sat in his high-backed chair, with a black velvet curtain on the long bronze table in front of him.

The smaller section of the curtain that had been cut out by "Lord of Mysteries" Klein had now disappeared. It represented the extraordinary characteristics of a Sequence Three Ancient Scholar and had been contained by Klein over the previous three days.

This was no challenge for Klein at all.

As a prehistoric human, he easily illuminated the historical fog in just three days, enough to digest the entire potion, and also met a few Hounds of Fortune in the process.

Feeling the mask contained within his body, Klein let out a long sigh of relief.

“I can already possess a Sequence One rank, and if I also consider this Sequence Two potion…”

He was filled with trepidation, yet he couldn't suppress his anticipation.

Klein recalled a pocket watch and glanced at it.

It was 12:30 PM, more than two hours before the Tarot meeting.

enough.

He pulled a worm with twelve segments from the pile of junk.

Those were the Time Worms that Ammon used to parasitize him in Paradise.

With eyes closed, the Fool's card contained within the spirit immediately revealed the potion recipe.

"Main material: One heart of the Dark Wolf (God of Wishes), or other extraordinary properties of a miracle worker."

"Auxiliary materials: 300 ml of Dark Wolf blood, one 'Time Worm', and one 'Star Worm'."

"Promotion Ceremony: Bringing a Forgotten History Back to the Present Era."

Klein then detached from the Source Castle and returned to his body.

But not that heroic spirit's body, but his original body, which has recently been managed by the Spirit Insect.

Back to reality, the Time Worm was thrown into a glass in front of him. Inside was a Star Worm, a sample of Dark Wolf blood, and the extraordinary properties of the "Miracle Master" extracted from the curtain.

As for where the blood and the star worms came from, Klein didn't know either.

Anyway, it was "stolen" by "Lord of Mysteries" Klein. He could roughly guess where it came from, but he felt there was no need to think about it.

They've stolen all that trait, so what if they take 300 milliliters of blood?
With a light snap of his fingers, an illusory curtain descended before Klein's eyes.

Using the "Mysterious Realm" ability granted by the mask (Sequence One), Klein created a rudimentary divine kingdom overlapping with the cracks of reality and stepped inside.

The illusory curtain slowly closed.

Within the mysterious realm, Klein no longer hesitated, raised the glass, and looked inside as if countless eyes were opening simultaneously.

Klein stared at those eyes, but the aura of the Sequence One Mysterious Servant quickly drew their attention away.

"what."

Klein found it amusing and smiled happily.

Then he tilted his head back and poured the potion into his mouth.

The moment the "Miracle Worker" potion entered Klein's stomach, it immediately split into countless tiny, cold insects that slithered to every part of his body.

In an instant, Klein's spirit was torn apart into countless small pieces, which combined with different "spirit worms," ​​and there was no longer any distinction between the original and the dominant one.

Sometime later, he entered the grayish-white mist. His body, hidden beneath a top silk hat and a long black trench coat, rapidly disintegrated, revealing one after another transparent, twisted worms. These worms swiftly left the eerie realm, flying deeper into the mists of history, each occupying a different "fragment of light," overlapping with their own reflections in the gaps of history.

Because they are all part of "Klein," this is just a half-formed divine kingdom that did not stand in the way.

Each of the "spirit worms" had different but similar thoughts, all believing themselves to be the original body. None of them were willing to return to their own bodies. Instead, they developed strong hostility towards their fellow worms. Only because of the lingering mental influence of Klein did they refrain from taking any drastic actions for the time being.

In just two or three seconds, the spot where Klein had just been was now only a half-floating trench coat, shirt, top hat, socks, leather shoes, and underwear, all without any support.

However, this feeling only lasted for a few seconds before it quickly ended.

A pair of black eyes slowly opened.

Klein's main consciousness quickly awakened within the embryonic form of the divine kingdom.

Those eyes rapidly expanded, transforming into a phantom yet complete body.

The half-floating clothes immediately began to swell up again.

The illusory body smiled and raised its hand, where the mists of history gathered and coalesced into a single image.

It comes from a piece of history that is recreated in the present era, symbolizing fragments of light at the end of the Second Age and the Third Age, and symbolizing the more than two thousand years that Silver City has persevered in the darkness.

This forgotten history has collided with the present era, creating ripples that are difficult to describe in detail as it forms corresponding historical gaps.

This wasn't something Klein orchestrated, but he claimed the origin of this history as his own.

A few seconds later, Klein discovered that he could actively create similar ripples.

So they simply abandoned the attempt to maintain this graft and instead guided the ripples of history.

Using the rank and power of the Angel King to accommodate a Sequence 2 potion is too underhanded; it's like getting on the train first and buying the ticket later.

Such ripples seemed to have a strong attraction for those "spirit worms," ​​causing them to peek out from the fragments of history.

After a brief freeze, one of the "Spirit Worms," ​​partly unable to resist and partly influenced by Klein's remaining consciousness, crawled out of the light spot it had occupied and "flew" towards the core of the ripples.

Immediately afterwards, one after another "Spirit Worm" returned from different places in the mists of history and came before Klein.

Klein immediately used his status as the King of Angels to amplify this convergence.

The "spirit worms" formed a transparent and enormous vortex, emitting a strong cohesive force that drew in the remaining, hesitant, and unwilling "spirit worms" that were not "far away."

As for those a little further away, Klein wasn't worried either.

Feeling the spirit insects scattered throughout history, Klein whistled softly.

He was met with a chorus of barking dogs.

In the mists of history, I have many animal friends.

A slender figure suddenly appeared.

It resembles a hunting dog, covered in short, jet-black fur, with two burning, dark red flames in its eye sockets, and its mouth extending all the way to the back of its head. Although it exists there in a physical form, it gives people a feeling of being unreal and illusory.

Fulgrim's Hound.

It carefully held a few spirit insects in its mouth.

Behind it, several more Hounds of Fortune, each carrying a Spirit Worm, peeked out from the mists of history and, with Klein's permission, entered the Mysterious Realm, throwing the Spirit Worms one by one into the translucent vortex in Klein's hand.

Finally, Klein smiled and gently squeezed the hand holding the vortex.

Klein merged the vortex into his illusory body, making it solid again.

(End of this chapter)