Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 135 Miss Magician

Suddenly, a deep red burst occurred, and the scene in front of him turned into a gray-white mist. He saw Mr. Fool sitting at the head of the long bronze table, and saw a lady's figure gradually gathering next to the high-backed chair that no member had ever sat on.

Lewis looked at Klein and found that Klein's expression changed from fear to pretending to be calm.

Finally, Klein's lips curled up into a faint smile, as if everything was under control.

It seemed that Klein was frightened by his sudden appearance.

"Today shouldn't be the time for a party, so why was I dragged into the gray fog by Klein?

No, Klein's expression just now showed that he didn't know that I would come above the gray fog. This was the arrangement of the Lord of Mysteries.

However, when I prayed to the Lord of Mysteries before, the response was interrupted..."

While digesting Mr. Door's curse, Lewis perfected his conjecture.

The reason why prayers sometimes fail is because Klein occupies a position above the gray fog. After all, he is not the next master trained by Sefirah Castle, so Klein's priority is obviously higher than his.

However, if Klein chose to pull people in from the outside world, as an existence tacitly approved by the Lord of Mysteries, he could also appear with those people with just a thought.

This would not alert Klein, after all, he came in with Klein's tacit consent.

Diagonally opposite him, the lady had just opened her eyes. Lewis searched his memory and had already guessed the lady's identity.

Miss Magician, as an unlucky person who was also tortured by Mr. "Door" like him, they came to the gray fog to seek shelter at the same time during the full moon.

“Mr. Fool, please allow me to interrupt you.” Lewis spoke in a low voice to Klein, who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table.

Klein nodded slightly. His expression was just right. He just turned his gaze to the solid figure, thinking about many things in his mind.

"Mr. Fate can indeed appear above the gray fog at any time. Since Mr. Fate knows everything, it's not surprising that he knows how to get above the gray fog."

Lewis' heart trembled suddenly, and Klein's nod confirmed that his guess was correct. He entered the gray fog not because of Klein, but because of the Lord of Mysteries.

He thought carefully about everything that had happened to him. Perhaps he had been targeted since the first time he prayed to the Lord of Mysteries.

Or maybe, before praying, the Lord of Mysteries already knew about him and was waiting for an opportunity. Who knows how many tricks an "Old One" has.

Fors looked around in confusion. There was endless gray mist beneath her body, and in front of her was an old, mottled bronze table.

Glancing around, she found two figures in the gray mist. The two figures had already taken their seats. One of them was sitting at the top of the long bronze table with a faint smile on his lips, looking down at everything mysteriously, with a card on his left hand.

The other one was sitting quietly on the right side of her body, like an ancient sacred stone statue, with no emotion in his eyes. His sharp gaze seemed to have penetrated the gray fog and seen through everything.

"Why am I here?" Fors suddenly remembered what had just happened. Under the horrifying muttering, she silently recited the name of a suspected evil god, and then entered here.

That name is "Fool"!
She set her eyes on the top of the long bronze table. She had found the answer from the conversation between the two people there.

Just as she was puzzled, Klein asked, "Every time the moon is full, you hear whispers from somewhere unknown?" Fors looked at it in astonishment. He suddenly thought of a possibility and blurted out, "What's going on?"

"Do you know where the mumbling came from? Do you know who is harming me? Do you know how to solve this problem once and for all?"

In order to maintain his own dignity and not make mistakes in front of Mr. Fate, Klein kept a relaxed expression and said:
"He may not want to hurt you. Maybe he is just asking you for help."

“Ask me for help? But the mumbling is making me lose control.” Fors retorted. She didn’t dare to believe what The Fool said. Because of the guy’s mumbling, she had to endure this pain every time the full moon came.

Klein smiled and said:
"That's because your life level is too far behind yours. If he just breathes normally, the storm he creates will tear you into pieces. If he just looks at you normally, you will die on the spot."

Fors accepted the news in a daze. She suddenly remembered a sentence:

Don’t look directly at God!
Lewis, who was sitting still like a statue, moved slightly and added:
"Maybe he is not only asking for help, but also refusing you to save him."

Fors was even more confused. He was both asking for help and trying to stop people from saving him. This "God" seemed to have a split personality.

Klein, who was confident, paused for a moment, and his doubts grew even more intense:

"Mr. Destiny knows about Mr. Men? Moreover, he seems to have spoken with Mr. Men.

He must have known about this matter, even more than Emperor Roselle. "

However, Klein couldn't understand why Mr. Door refused to be rescued if he was asking for help.
“It would be great if I could bring the ‘world’ here. Perhaps, at some cost, I can seek answers from Mr. ‘Destiny’.” Klein suddenly thought.

However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately dismissed it. Mr. "Destiny" already knew his true identity and asked his followers to witness the rise of the "legendary figure".

If he wants to know the truth, he can just ask, but he will have to pay a certain price.

Fors didn’t want to understand the deeper truth. She hesitated and asked The Fool:
"Whenever I see a full moon, can I chant your name? I will be your devout believer!"

“No, I don’t need that.” Klein smiled and shook his head. “But I don’t mind helping you.”

"Thank you so much." Fors relaxed a lot. Although she suspected that she was making a deal with an evil god, or two evil gods, she didn't want to experience that horrible mumbling again.

Lewis watched Fors quietly. Under Klein's guidance, Fors took the initiative to ask to join the Tarot Club. She drew the "Magician" card and chose the code name "Magician".

Yes, Klein at this moment was a bit like a devil, taking advantage of the deepest desires in human nature to guide Fors step by step into the abyss.

"Do you need the potion formula of the 'Ambassador of Magic'?" Lewis suddenly asked before the end of this impromptu "party".

Fors, who was sitting in the high-back chair, was stunned again, as if "fate" had seen through her inner thoughts.

No, I saw through everything about her!
"Can you get the potion formula?" Just as she opened her mouth, Fors suddenly felt that her tone was wrong. Mr. "Destiny" was suspected to be a secret existence, and it was very rude for her to doubt his ability.

"I, I mean I want the magic potion formula of the 'Master of Magic'." Fors immediately changed the topic.

(End of this chapter)