Emperor Card

Emperor Card

Within Source Castle, Hobart recovered the memories related to the Country of Disorder. He could now be certain that his amnesia had been a form of protection for himself.

Only within a Sephirot, where contamination from the peak of the Sequences or Outer Deities could be blocked, could those memories be recovered.

Hobart then realized that his connection to the Country of Disorder should be similar to Klein's connection with Source Castle.

But comparisons only hurt. Look at Source Castle—it had allowed Klein, who had just transmigrated, to immediately start a traitors' convention... Ahem, immediately establish the Tarot Club.

Meanwhile, the Country of Disorder bound to him was nothing but a trap!

Hobart laughed bitterly to himself before getting to his feet. "Great and mysterious Fool, thank you for your help."

If Klein had not acted in time, Hobart felt that he would probably have gone mad just like that. Even if he had been lucky, he would have still been insane for several hours.

His adoptive mother, younger sister, and younger brother were all asleep, while his adoptive father had gone on a Business Trip half a month ago and was not home. There was almost no one who could stop him after he went mad. The consequences of falling into madness were simply too horrifying to imagine.

Klein ignored Hobart's gratitude, as though saying that it was not worth mentioning. In a mysterious, weighty voice, he asked, "Where did you learn my name?"

Klein was also rather bewildered at the moment. He had only devised his three-part Honorific Name a week ago. After telling Justice and Hanged Man the Honorific Name Above the Gray Fog, he had been harassed by the Young Man before him every day.

The key was that this Young Man recited The Fool's Honorific Name in the middle of the night every time, waking Klein up without fail.

Of course, what puzzled Klein the most was how the other party knew The Fool's Honorific Name. It sent chills down his back and gave him a strong sense of danger.

If Klein had not seen signs of Loss of Control in this Young Man today, he would never have pulled such a major uncertain factor Above the Gray Fog.

Hobart had long prepared an answer to this question. "Respected Fool, signs of madness began appearing in me a month ago.

"I prayed for the gods' help, but received no response. Just when I was at my most helpless, a patch of Gray Fog appeared in my mind, and I heard your Honorific Name."

This answer was hardly scientific, but this was the mystical world, all right? Not being scientific was the norm.

Klein became even more bewildered. He even suspected that the Gray Fog here had taken it upon itself to leak his Honorific Name.

Hobart skipped over the subject. "How should I thank you for your help?"

"No need to thank me." Klein had already come into contact with quite a bit of Mysticism Knowledge. Regarding Hobart's explanation, he could not say that he believed it, but neither could he say that he did not.

Hobart asked again, "Respected Fool, how can I escape the fate of madness?"

After asking, he regretted it a little. Mr. Fool currently possessed even less Mysticism Knowledge than he did. Asking that would probably make The Fool rather awkward.

Thus, Hobart immediately added, "What kind of sacrifice must I offer to escape the fate of madness?"

"I am a Fool who prefers equivalent exchange. I do not need your sacrifice." Klein found this much easier to respond to. "It seems that you have not consumed a Potion. Did you gradually become mad after coming into contact with some Extraordinary Item?"

Above this Gray Fog, Klein could use Spirit Vision to distinguish whether someone had consumed a Potion. The depths of this Young Man's aura were somewhat darker than those of a normal person, but he could be certain that the Young Man was not a Beyonder.

There were only two reasons for an Ordinary person to suffer Loss of Control. One was being born as Half Sequence 9, while the other was accidentally coming into contact with an Extraordinary incident or Extraordinary Item and being contaminated by a Sealed Artifact.

If he had been born as Half Sequence 9, then this Young Man would either have gone mad long ago or would not have been greatly affected by the Extraordinary Characteristic. It was like Admiral, the "Monster" he had encountered at Evil Dragon Bar a few days ago when he had followed Old Neil to the Black Market. That was an example of someone with spirituality too high to control the Half Sequence 9 Extraordinary Characteristic within his body.

Then there was only one answer. The other party must have come into contact with a Sealed Artifact or Extraordinary Item, resulting in these symptoms.

"That is precisely what confuses me," Hobart replied. "I have not consumed a Potion, nor have I come into contact with... at least, I do not believe I have come into contact with any Extraordinary Item."

As for the fact that the madness had only begun after his transmigration, he naturally could not reveal that to Klein yet.

The Fool fell silent for several seconds. "Two people similar to you were pulled here by me for other reasons.

"They hoped that I could hold regular gatherings for formula trades, material sales, information exchanges, and task commissions. I agreed.

"You are someone who understands Mysticism Knowledge. You may use your knowledge to conduct equivalent exchanges with me or with others. Your doubts will be answered here, and your problems will be resolved."

Hobart said, "It is my honor."

The Fool said, "Every Monday, at three in the afternoon. Eliminate all interference."

He continued, "They decided to use the names of Tarot cards as their code names. You may choose one for yourself as well."

A deck of Tarot cards appeared before Hobart, and his feelings immediately became complicated. First, he had not expected to join the Tarot Club in this way, or to enter the Beyonder World in this way.

Yet all of this was inevitable. From the moment he arrived in this world, he had been bound to the Country of Disorder. Why had the Country of Disorder appeared on the Northern Continent? Had Celestial Worthy's seal weakened to such an extent?

Or was this the plan of some god?

To uncover the truth, he had to enter the Beyonder World. Therefore, entering the Beyonder World was inevitable.

"Let fate decide my code name." Hobart casually shuffled the cards and drew one. "Emperor!"

That code name was rather high-profile.

The symbol on the chair Behind him was awakened. It was an abstract throne pattern bearing a symbol that represented chaos and Distortion.

The Fool declared, "Your code name is Emperor. Take note of the gathering time. Return."

After stuffing Hobart back into the crimson star, Klein did not leave immediately. Instead, he performed a divination to confirm that Emperor was not dangerous.

However, Emperor was not a Beyonder, yet he knew a great deal about Beyonders. That was highly unusual.

I'll observe him for now, Klein thought. In any case, no one can harm me Above this Gray Fog.

He then left Above the Gray Fog as well. Mr. Fool still had to work tomorrow, so he needed to hurry back and catch up on sleep.

On the other side, after Hobart returned to his body, he found himself lying on the floor in a twisted posture.

His pajamas were soaked through with sweat, and his hair was drenched. It was as though he had bathed in sweat.

Hobart felt fortunate once again that he knew of The Fool's existence.

The sky outside was already beginning to brighten. Hobart had completely lost the urge to sleep. Today was Monday, and he would attend the Tarot Club for the first time that afternoon.

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