Crane had just put on his double-breasted gown, picked up his half-height silk top hat, and walked towards the door, when he suddenly heard the sound of illusory supplication echoing in layers.

Who? He frowned slightly, and listened intently, but could only confirm that the invoker was a lady, and that her voice was choppy and seemed to contain great pain.

Thinking that there was nothing particularly important, the new "magician" Crane threw it away, so that the half-height silk top hat was hung on the coat rack accurately, and he returned to the bedroom, walked four steps backwards, and entered the majestic palace.

This time, he didn't see any illusory stars expanding and contracting crimson light, but at the end of the ancient, mottled bronze table, on the side of the Fool's Seat, there was a clear glow swinging in circles.

"Prayers for non-Tarot members...... Hugh, or the lady with slightly curly brown hair?" Crane guessed as he sat in his place.

Because he had emptied the money in his bearer account, he did not suspect that anyone was trying to steal his wealth.

Leaning back slightly, Klein left a little, spreading spirituality, touching the rippling circle of light.

The scene changed around him, and he saw an overturned coffee table, a sloping couch, books and papers all over the floor, and a dying brunette lady.

At the same time, Klein heard the other party's prayer clearly:

"Not of this age, fool ......"

"Above the Grey Mist, the Mysterious Domination ......"

"Reign, good luck, King of Yellow and Black......"

"Help me, save me......"

"Help me"? Looking at her, she looks like she is out of control, her hair is growing longer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the stratum corneum of her skin has been covered with a strange white glow, how can I be saved...... Klein watched carefully for a few seconds, and muttered to himself rather embarrassed.

At that moment, he discerned a faint, illusory, inconspicuous murmur from the woman's pained supplication.

That's right, whisper!

This kind of horror whispering is the same as before entering the gray mist, but it doesn't feel crazy at all, it's not evil at all, and it doesn't contain obvious malice.

"It seems that the lady was close to losing control because she heard that whisper...... If you don't hear it anymore, won't you be able to calm down and get better?" Klein thoughtfully extended his hand to the circle of light that kept rippling.

Immediately afterward, he allowed his spiritual frenzy to flood out, establishing a solid, mystical connection.

- After being promoted to "magician", his spirituality is much more abundant, and the burden in this regard is correspondingly much less.

............

Furth's mind became more and more foggy, and he felt like his thoughts were like boiling water, constantly bubbling and trying to break away from his head.

"Am I dying...... I don't want to, I don't, become a monster......" The thought flashed sadly through her mind as a tidal wave of pain drowned over.

Suddenly, she woke up, and the pain, irritability, madness, and despair that had penetrated into her bones before seemed to be non-existent at all, just an illusion.

Isn't it all extended when the blood moon is so fast? Fluth opened his eyes that had been unconsciously closed in confusion, and saw an endless gray mist below him, and an ancient mottled bronze table in front of him.

She looked around in amazement, and saw the towering stone pillars, and saw the majestic palace supported by the stone pillars.

Immediately afterward, she noticed that at the top of the bronze table, there was a mysterious and anomalous figure wrapped in a thick gray mist that seemed to be looking down on everything.

What is this place, and who is he?

Immediately, she remembered what she had just done!

In extreme pain, she recited the mysterious spell that Hugh had found from the "History of the Nobles of the Kingdom of Rune", a mysterious spell that seemed to point to an evil spirit!

No, it's not just the demons! He was able to free me from that terrible whisper for a while...... And it pulled me into this strange world...... This...... Holding back the fear in his heart, Furth half-got up and saluted:

"Are you ......?"

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the specific content of the incantation, and blurted out:

"You're a fool! ”

"Are you the Fool?"

Klein smiled and said:

"Just call me Mr. Fool. ”

As he spoke, he noticed that behind the chair where Furth was sitting, the symbols and mystical patterns of the bright stars were changing rapidly.

In just a second or two, a door with layers of inner layers was outlined, a door made of countless illusory coincidences!

As soon as Klein saw this symbol, he instantly remembered Mr. "Door" mentioned in Russell's diary.

When the moon is full, the other party will approach the real world and cry for help!

Could it be that the babble just now has something to do with Mr....... "Door"? Today is the night of the Blood Moon, which is an enhanced version of the Full Moon...... This lady corresponds to the "door", and the symbol behind the seat of the previous Miss Hugh resembles the "Sword of Judgment...... Crane nodded imperceptibly.

He confirmed that once a solid connection has been established and the other person is extraordinary, the symbols behind the corresponding seats will change according to the actual situation of the other person, and it is not necessary to join the Tarot Society and come to the Grey Mist regularly.

At this time, Furth set off a storm in his heart:

Fool ...... Sure enough, it's a fool...... That honorable name really pointed to a powerful being!

What is he going to do? Will he make me trade my soul?

Oh, at least, at least it's better than getting out of control in that horrible babble...... I've picked up a life, and I'm going to earn ...... no matter what

In the midst of her thoughts, she suddenly heard the "fool" gentleman ask with a smile:

"Every time there's a full moon, you hear whispers coming from nowhere?"

How did he know?

"Yes. ”

Before the words fell, she suddenly thought of a possibility, and blurted out:

"You, you, know where that babble came from? Do you know who is violating me? Do you know how to solve this problem once and for all?"

It was a poor creature lost in the darkness and trapped in the storm...... Klein was going to answer in words that would create his own image, but after thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't be sure that the whisper that the lady in front of him heard was indeed from Mr. "Door".

In order not to make a mistake and not to lose face in the future, he skipped the other party's question and said with a vague smile:

"He doesn't necessarily want to hurt you, maybe he's just asking you for help. ”

Therefore, the whispering is not malicious, not crazy, not evil.

"Ask me for help, but that whisper is getting me closer and closer to getting out of control, and if you hadn't helped me, I might have become a monster by now. Furth asked incredulously.

Klein smiled and said:

"That's because you're too vulnerable. ”

"Am I too fragile?" said Furth, stunned and dazed.

Klein briefly explained:

"Your life level is too far from the other party, maybe, he just breathes normally, and the storm he brings can tear you to pieces, maybe, he just looks at you, and you will die on the spot. ”

"Of course, if he deliberately controls his own power, it is not impossible to communicate with you normally, but his voice may have to pass through layers of obstacles to reach your ears, and deliberate control often means that the call for help fails, hehe, I mean, let's say he is calling for help. ”

The life levels are too far apart...... One look at me and I'll die on the spot...... Furth was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he squeezed out a smile and said:

"It reminds me of a sentence. ”

"Thou Shalt Not Look ...... God"

Crane looked at her with a smile and didn't answer positively.

Could that terrible murmur really come from a being close to the gods? Mr. "Fool" can help me to eliminate the influence of the other party, and always talk about it in a rather flat tone...... Does this mean that he is equal to the life level of that being? The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Klein waited a few seconds before asking:

"How long does that babble last every time it's a full moon?"

"Three to five minutes, or more than seven minutes if it's the night of a blood moon. Furth gathered his thoughts and answered honestly.

Hearing this, Klein felt more and more that the owner of that babble was Mr. "Door".

He pressed the matter for a moment, smiled and said:

"In a few minutes, you'll be able to go back. ”

"There is only one solution to the problem, and that is to improve the level of your life. ”

Furth hesitated:

"Whenever there is a full moon, can I recite your name?"

"I, I'll be your devout disciple!"

"No, no. Crane shook his head with a smile, "But I wouldn't mind giving you a hand." ”

"Thank you so much!" though Furth suspected that she was making a deal with the evil god, she never wanted to experience the same painful "nightmare" as before.

After determining this, she relaxed considerably, and noticed that there were many seats around the long bronze table, so she asked tentatively:

"Mr. 'Fool', you seem to have someone else here who frequents?"

No, maybe not necessarily people...... Furth silently added.

Klein smiled lightly:

"It's a couple of people like you who have been pulled in by me for a variety of reasons. ”

"They want me to hold regular gatherings to trade recipes, buy and sell materials, exchange messages, and commission tasks. ”

"I promised them. ”

Hearing this, Furth was thrilled, thinking that he had fallen into it, so he boldly asked:

"Mr. Fool, can I join this party?"

"Yes, every Monday, at 3 p.m., to eliminate distractions. Crane smiled and pointed to the cards that suddenly appeared on the surface of the bronze table, "They decided to use the name of the tarot card as their respective code name, you can pick one by yourself, there is already an owner below, you can't choose ......"

Furth nodded, shuffling and cutting the cards with great interest, and muttered:

"Let fate arrange my title......"

Soon, she drew a card, looked at it and said:

"Magician!"