Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

Gray mist filled the air in front of his eyes. When everything became clear, Leonard found himself sitting next to a long mottled ancient bronze table.

A number of majestic high-backed chairs were arranged on both sides. At the top of the list was a figure that was shrouded in denser gray fog.

The man was leaning on the back of the chair casually, but when he looked over, he felt as if he were looking up into a bottomless abyss, or a ridge so high that the peak could not be seen in the clouds.

Even if he couldn't see the other person's face, Leonard could clearly feel the eyes scrutinizing him. This was his subconscious intuition, so he immediately looked away as if he was being burned.

Don’t look directly at God!

Thoughts raced in his mind. Due to the education he had received since childhood, Leonard was filled with awe. He subconsciously stood up and wanted to salute, but was pushed back to his seat by an invisible force around him and was unable to really stand up.

The calm and low voice sounded from the gray mist: "You don't have to be so formal. You can call me Mr. Fool like them."

them……

Leonard subconsciously glanced at the empty seats nearby and thought of his past investigation of the "Tarot Society". He knew that those who believed in "The Fool" were not a single person, but an organization with different members.

His mood swayed between stability and uneasiness. Although there were speculations that the goddess and "The Fool" might have contacts and even reached some deals, but to actually see "The Fool" and even come to this hall suspected of being a kingdom of God, this A member of the "Red Gloves" couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

And I prayed and was pulled up not long after. This Mr. Fool...is he relatively leisurely?

Quickly suppressing the strange thoughts in his mind, Leonard still pressed his hand on his chest and bowed to the figure at the head: "Dear Mr. Fool, if I have any questions and want to ask you, what price will I have to pay? ?”

"So that's it. You asked me for help because you wanted me to answer your doubts?" There was an obvious smile in the voice of "The Fool". However, even if he didn't deliberately show majesty, such a kind attitude made Lun Nader was on pins and needles.

"Yes, it is."

"I don't know if you are here for yourself or for something else. But here, we always follow the principle of equal exchange. If you ask for something, you have to give something."

The Fool raised his head slightly, and Leonard then noticed that there was a sphere emitting soft light, suspended directly above the long bronze table.

Leonard suddenly felt a little sad in his heart. For Klein to be able to come back from the dead, he must have paid something unimaginable, possibly even his life, soul, and everything. No wonder he told us "I can't go back"...

What supports Leonard to continue sitting here is not only curiosity, but also his worry about his former colleague. The balance in his heart has already given a weighing result.

Leonard lowered his head and asked respectfully: "What do you hope to get?"

“The Fool” didn’t remain silent for long, but his answer made Leonard breathe a sigh of relief:

"Don't worry, maybe there will be something you need to do in the future. Now, you can ask your questions first."

Leonard hesitated for two seconds. Since he had come here, he must have a mystical connection with the Kingdom of the Fool. So after Leonard figured this out, he calmly asked him The original intention of chanting the honorable name: "He, Klein Moretti, was here like me, wasn't he?"

"The Fool" replied calmly: "It's a different way."

But are the results approximate? Could it be that Azik Eggers’ introduction made The Fool notice something special about Klein?

As if noticing, Leonard once again looked around at the empty high-backed chairs. The Fool smiled and said:

"In addition to you, there are other creatures here who have been dragged into the gray fog for various reasons. I agreed to their request and allowed them to hold regular gatherings here to trade materials, formulas or exchange news. For them, this is The good thing of helping each other helps them to improve themselves quickly.

"Of course, all this also follows the principle of equivalent exchange as I said before, and I am responsible for bearing witness for them.

"As you can imagine, the young man you mentioned also has his place here."

"The Fool" directly answered Leonard's question, which made him stunned for a short time, but Leonard soon reacted:

"Dear Mr. Fool, can I apply to join that regular gathering?"

"Okay. Remember to tell Pales Zoroaster, there is no need to hide it from him."

Leonard hesitated for a moment, he was a little worried about "The Fool's" attitude towards the "Parasite". Although the old man has been hiding his situation, Leonard has received a lot of help from the old man after getting along with him for such a long time, and there is already some trust between the two.

But that ancient parasite is always a threat. Perhaps participating in Mr. Fool's party can be used as an additional means to avoid the threat of being "deeply parasitic"?

Leonard couldn't help but ask one more question: "Why do you have to tell Pales Zoroaster?"

Then "The Fool" gave an answer that was enough to convince Leonard: "Many times, deterrence is more useful than combat."

What surprised Leonard was that he was originally waiting for some tasks that might be life-threatening. Joining such a gathering that was witnessed in front of the Kingdom of God should have sufficient scrutiny to judge new joiners. qualifications, but "The Fool" didn't propose anything.

Is it because of Klein? Or is it because of the goddess? Leonard didn't feel relieved because one day, "The Fool" might ask him to do something.

Leonard nodded: "Thank you for your answer, I have one last question..."

When he said this, he couldn't help but look up. The suspended light ball slowly rotated, shining soft light on him.

Leonard had seen this kind of light before, and through the isolation of the light, he was able to look directly at Ince Zangwill who revealed the incomplete form of a mythical creature.

Leonard couldn't suppress his strong curiosity, as if there were other emotions hidden in his heart, prompting him to ask about the relevant situation:

"While killing Ince Zangwill, we met a lady. Is she your... believer? Or a favored one?"

This time, "The Fool" remained silent for a longer period of time. It was so long that Leonard felt that maybe he shouldn't ask about this matter. He was even worried that he had angered "The Fool" and asked something that would make the other party dissatisfied.

With a long sigh, "The Fool" nodded and said calmly: "Yes, and no. After all, He has left here."

Him! Leonard felt enlightened, and he immediately continued: "Thank you for telling me these things, respected Mr. Fool. I have no other questions."

The Fool’s fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop of the long bronze table, and a deck of tarot cards appeared in front of Leonard.

The person at the head of the table said in a leisurely tone: "The cards with owners have been eliminated. Now, you can draw the one that belongs to you and decide your code name."

Leonard couldn't help but take another look at Mr. Fool: "Cline Moretti, he...which one is his code name?"

"The world. It's him and it's not him."

This time Leonard did not dare to ask any more questions. He reached out and opened a page and saw the stars and the beautiful goddess pouring the holy water, "Stars".

Well, that's not what Leonard wanted, but he has no choice now.

"We meet on time every Monday at three o'clock in the afternoon. You can leave now."

After Leonard saluted again, his figure disappeared from the long bronze table.

Klein then waved and smiled as he turned over all the tarot cards that had just materialized in front of him.

The patterns on it are all uniform and uniform, and they are all "stars".

——

Monday, 3pm.

Crimson light condensed at the same time, and figures appeared on their respective seats.

"The Fool" raised his head slightly, looked at the seats where almost half of the people were already seated, and calmly looked around at the members of the Tarot Club.

"Justice", "The Hanged Man", "The Sun", "The Magician", "The Moon", "The Hermit", "The Devil", the new "Stars" and "Judgement", the mysterious "World" of the Beloved …

There was also the “lover” who was once again absent from the tarot session.

As usual, "Justice" raised his skirt and saluted the figure at the head of the long table:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

Even before he said hello, "Justice" had already noticed that there were two new members at the long table, and "Lover" was once again absent.

The new member sitting on the men's side glanced around everyone, and finally cast his eyes on "The World" who was wearing a black robe at the end of the table. Does he know Mr. "The World"? After seeing "The World", the new member obviously focused on "The World" and seemed to be happy and worried at the same time.

His mood swings are barely concealed and very easy to observe.

The new member on the lady's side is petite, and this alone cannot make "Justice" confirm anything. However, this short lady also has frequent eye contact with the "Magician", so there is a high probability that she is the "Magician"'s real friend, Hugh Dilcha. She also passed the "Magician" "The Fool" test, joined the Tarot Society...

In addition, the feeling of "justice" given to the entire gray mist palace has become increasingly profound, vast and unpredictable, as if "The Fool" has regained more power due to further recovery.

When everyone followed "Justice" and saluted "The Fool", "Xingxing" was obviously a beat slower, leaving everyone with the impression that it was unreliable at first sight.

"The Fool" nodded gently to the members of the Tarot Society, and casually nodded to the two new members: "This is 'Star', and this is 'Judgement'. Sit down and introduce yourselves."

The new week of tarot will proceed smoothly. (End of chapter)