Lord of Mysteries

Chapter 1389 An Impromptu Gathering (Seeking monthly votes during double reward period)

The "Goddess of the Night" nodded, said nothing more, and stretched out her hand, gently tugging at a corner of the void.

A thin layer of "night" gently drifted down, covering Klein's body and seeping in silently.

Klein quietly savored the blessing from his dream for two seconds, then placed his hand on his chest and bowed in respect.

He immediately took two steps back and left the astral plane.

The "Goddess of the Night" stood at the edge of the divine realm, watching him depart into the distance.

The next second, Klein landed inside the projection of the "Giant's Court" in the ruins of the God War.

Then, just like Amon had done before, he walked to the edge of the gray-blue gate and raised his hand to create a ghostly blue illusory gate.

Through this door, Klein entered the "Forsaken Land" and, following the guidance of fate, "wandered" directly to the summit of a mountain range.

There stood a huge cross, shrouded in a faint shadow.

Klein stared at the shadow for a few seconds, sighed slightly, and bent down to pick up an ancient silver mirror that was placed near the huge cross.

Then, he turned around and disappeared into the land of the forsaken gods.

Meanwhile, the "Spirit Worms" who no longer needed to guard the "Source Castle" told him the current location of the "Mysterious Queen." Klein raised his hand and took out the "Wishing Lamp" from the pile of junk. Relying on the ownership relationship between it and Bernadette, he "wandered" again and appeared on a rather hidden island in the Emerald City.

Bernadette was flipping through a newly published art book by Intis when she noticed something and saw Gehrman Sparrow hand her the "Wishing Lamp".

"Thank you," Klein said in a normal, neither loud nor soft voice.

Bernadette parted her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in that instant, her eyes flashed, as if she had seen something, foreseen something, and then silently reached out and caught the "wishing lamp".

Klein immediately took out a metal cigarette box with corroded surfaces:

"This is the payment."

Even without using her "Eye of Secrets," Bernadette could sense the "extraordinary" nature of the iron cigarette box and could roughly guess what kind of corrosion it had suffered.

But she didn't choose to accept it for that reason; rather, she suddenly felt there was no reason to refuse.

She hesitated only for a moment before readily taking the metal cigarette box.

If he were still in that more frenzied state, Klein would definitely have seized the moment Bernadette hesitated and said with an exaggerated smile, "Uncle's giving it to you, just take it!"

But now, he only has a little bit of consciousness left, and he has to work very hard to keep himself from falling asleep. He has absolutely no urge to play the clown.

After leaving Bernadette's Emerald City, Klein hurried to Backlund and "wandered" to Dr. Alan Chris's house.

Will Unsettling, sitting amidst a pile of toys, looked up at Dawn Dantes in front of him, and suddenly burst into tears, sobbing violently.

"I finally sensed that opportunity."

An opportunity to accommodate the uniqueness of the "destiny" path.

Klein squatted down and said expressionlessly:

"I'm here to help you accommodate me."

"I will steal your childhood and adolescence, making you grow up instantly, and then, relying on a position that transcends the sequence but has not yet reached the old days, I will forcibly accommodate the 'Dice of Probability' for you."

"Of course, that alone won't be enough; we also need to 'fool' someone and exploit a 'bug'."

Will Onsett's tears, which were falling in a steady stream, suddenly stopped. He murmured in surprise:

"So those two choices were the same."

Normally, the uniqueness of this path can be accommodated either by being born with it, by asking the existence of the ancient beings for help, or by relying on a simplified ascension ritual. There is no other possibility.

Will Unsett, this "serpent of fate," clearly doesn't possess uniqueness; he can only be considered among the latter two options.

His previous focus had been on performing simplified rituals, that is, waiting for a destiny opportunity. Who knew that this opportunity would be Klein's attainment of a position close to that of the Old Ones, which was essentially the second way.

Thinking of this, Will Unsett, the chubby little boy, cried even harder, feeling as if he had been deceived by fate.

"Have the demigods of the Life School send over the 'Dice of Probability' right now. Normally, with your luck, the 'Dice of Probability' should be right beside you by now." Klein ignored Will's sobs. "Let's get started quickly, I don't have much time left."

Will stopped, looked at Klein for a moment, and said, slightly choked with emotion:

"Never mind, let's wait for the next opportunity."

"Given your current state, forcing you to take care of me would be a huge burden, and you might even lose control on the spot. I don't want to face that 'Lord of Mysteries'."

"Hmm, maybe next time. I have a feeling..."

At this point, Will looked into Klein's eyes and said:

"I have a feeling that the next opportunity will be even better."

Klein maintained that sleepwalking expression, his voice slightly lower:

"Is this a prophecy?"

Will Onsett's tears flowed again:

"No, this is a blessing."

Klein nodded slightly, stood up, and took a step back.

During this process, his figure faded more and more, and soon disappeared.

He returned to the "Source Castle," sat down in the high-backed chair, and let the gray-white mist cover his body.

After looking around and confirming the condition of each deep red star, Klein leaned back wearily in his chair and slightly raised his right hand.

This time, he did not create the "world" dummy.

On both sides of the mottled long table, beams of deep red light rose simultaneously, freezing into the figures of Tarot Club members such as "The Hanged Man," "The Sun," "The Hermit," and "The Magician."

This sudden summons clearly caught Audrey and the others off guard, leaving them momentarily stunned and surprised.

Before this, although they had visited Mr. Fool's kingdom on non-Monday afternoons, there were reasons for it, and they knew in advance that they would be drawn here—either they had applied for a small gathering in advance, or they were avoiding the "Full Moon Talk" or treating 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.

This made even the most oblivious among them sense the uneasy atmosphere and feel the air thicken.

Recalling the previous visit by "The World" Gehrman Sparrow, and the words spoken by this "Fool," "Justice" Audrey, "The Hanged Man" Alger, and "The Judgment" Hugh all had similar thoughts at the same time:

"Has it finally arrived?"

Audrey subconsciously turned her head and looked at the bottom of the mottled long table, only to find it empty and deserted.

Although she was somewhat prepared, Audrey still couldn't help but pause for a moment, overwhelmed by an overwhelming sadness.

In her heart, the image of "The World" Gehrman Sparrow had long since changed from a mad adventurer and an extremely dangerous extraordinary being to a friend who was cold on the outside, gentle on the inside, powerful, loving, mysterious, quite lonely, and burdened with many things.

She considers herself, besides Mr. "The Star," to be the one in the Tarot Club who understands the "world" best.

Now, it seems this friend has met with misfortune, leaving only an empty seat.

Tarot lost its first official member.

Where did Klein go...? Leonard, the "star," suddenly panicked.

In this world, he only has this one close friend left.

When Klein suddenly appeared on the Southern Continent and dropped that gold coin into the church's offering box, Leonard already had a subtle premonition, a feeling that the other party was preparing to face the judgment of fate and was saying goodbye to the past one by one.

This is just like when they decided to stand up and face Megos back in Tingen.

The old man has been strangely silent lately... Could something really have happened to Klein? With Mr. Fool's level and status, as long as there's still a chance, he should be able to salvage the situation... Leonard's heart tightened, and he suddenly turned to the side, casting his gaze at Mr. Fool, who sat at the head of the mottled long table.

This great being was still shrouded in gray mist, making it impossible to discern His current state.

At this moment, Emlyn the Moon, Cattleya the Hermit, and Derrick the Sun also noticed the absence of Mr. World.

Coupled with the suddenness of this gathering, they were both surprised and puzzled, not knowing what had happened, but intuitively feeling that it couldn't be a good thing.

As a newly promoted "Master of Prophecy," Cattleya even felt that Mr. Fool also had some problems.

Mr. World didn't come... As mentioned before, Mr. Fool and His followers seem to be facing a major challenge and are likely to suffer bad things... Magician Fors is also somewhat panicked, inevitably feeling intense fear due to the unknown changes.

She had thought she would be relieved by Mr. World's disappearance, but now it seems that's not the case. Instead, she feels heavy-hearted and somewhat apprehensive.

She then realized that, without her noticing, "The World" had become a major pillar of the Tarot Club besides Mr. "The Fool," making everyone feel at ease when they saw him.

Of course, fear is also inevitable.

As Audrey and the others, embodying "Justice," turned to face Klein, now the true "Fool," at the head of the weathered long table, he spoke in a low, flat voice:

"This was a spontaneous gathering."

Mr. Fool was exhausted... Audrey, who was "Justice," became even more tense upon realizing this.

She looked around and, as usual, stood up.

As the Tarot Club members rose to their feet, Audrey, with a heavy air, lifted her skirt and bowed slightly to the head of the long, weathered table.

Good afternoon, Mr. Fool.

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