A Deal and Another Exorcism

At five that afternoon, in the townhouse at 2 Daffodil Street, Tingen.

Klein, who had sworn an oath to Goddess's Sword and successfully advanced to Clown, looked at the ritual laid out on the table and called out in Jotun:

"I!"

After a brief pause, he switched to Hermes:

"I summon in my own name:"

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious Sovereign above the Gray Fog, the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."

He took four steps backward and arrived Above the Gray Fog. Soon, he heard the summoning incantation he had just recited and saw surging Spirituality and rippling patterns of light stretch and merge into an illusory door.

He let the door's pull draw him in, then descended into the Real World as a special spirit body.

"So it really works... This kind of summoning ritual from Blood Feast might as well have been made for me..."

After a moment of wonder, Klein tried flying his spirit body around in midair. Only then did he calm himself and come to a stop, hovering above the floor.

Next, he tried picking up the charms he had made and some ordinary banknotes. Then he ended the summoning and returned Above the Gray Fog.

"It actually worked! That means I can put things Above the Gray Fog or take them out without the rituals of Sacrifice and Bestowal...

"When Tarot Club members make trades in the future, they probably won't need such expensive supplementary materials to open the Summoning Door, either... But there's no need to tell them that. Costly materials will help them maintain their awe of Mr. Fool."

Klein studied the money and charms in his hands as he murmured to himself.

After testing a few other uses for his special