The secret art of "Spirit Ascension"
"I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee I'll get the result you want." Exhausted Fors simply repeated the same answer verbatim.
The "Hermit" Cattleya nodded, unsurprised.
"No problem.
Looking forward to your good news.
Seeing that the "Hermit" had no intention of explaining, "Justice" Audrey pursed her lips and looked at the "Fool" on her left.
Don't look at me... I don't know either... At that moment, Klein felt a sudden, inexplicable fear, afraid that Miss "Justice" would take action.
He knew very well how inquisitive this noblewoman was.
If she actually asks, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to reply with "You'll encounter this later"? Would it lower my status as a "Fool"?
Should we change it to "You'll be in contact with them very soon"?
But what if we can't get in touch with him soon? We'll still have to drop in rank... Mr. Fool thought anxiously to himself.
He decided that as soon as the gathering ended, he would write to Mr. Azik for advice, so as not to embarrass himself when the topic came up again in the future.
Luck, Miss Justice was no longer a novice in the world of Mysticism and did not cause any trouble for the anxious God. After seeing that the Fool did not offer any hints, she nodded slightly, her expression turning slightly disappointed, and quickly looked away.
Whew... Goddess blesses... Klein breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little apologetic to this veteran member who trusted him so much.
He curled his fingers and tapped lightly on the Bronze Long Table:
"You two can begin communicating."
Compared to the trading session just now, the Free Exchange Session of this week's Tarot Club was much shorter—which was exactly what Klein had expected.
"Justice" is vacationing on Family Estate; "The Hanged Man" is on a mission at sea; "The Sun" hasn't been assigned to exploration lately and spends his days honing his combat skills in the training grounds; "The Magician" is busy digesting "The Astrologer's " Potion; and "The Hermit" has consistently listened more and spoken less since joining.
The new member, "Judgment," barely uttered a word.
As for that Vampire, there's no need to even think about it; he spends his days either doing volunteer work at the Harvest Church or talking to dolls in a dark room.
He himself was focused on volunteering at the hospital, dealing with vomit and the Washroom every day, so he didn't have any interesting experiences to share.
After listening to everyone's casual conversation for a few minutes with a smile in his eyes, Klein chuckled softly, nodded to everyone, and said, "See you next week, everyone."
"As you wish." The members all stood up and bowed.
Immediately, figures vanished swiftly from the ancient palace, leaving only Klein at one end of the Bronze Long Table and the "World" dummy. "Whoosh!"
He slightly shook his palm, revealing the "All-Black Eye" inside, which had been cleansed of all contamination. With a thought, the "world" dummy vanished instantly.
"Fortunately, my ' Blessed ' was efficient enough to restore the ' Marionettist ' trait in less than a day."
"Otherwise," Mr. World will have to miss this week's Tarot Club for some reason... Klein smiled and muttered to himself, isolating himself in a separate place.
He glanced around, shifted into a more comfortable position in the high-backed chair, his dark eyes suddenly deepening as he quietly considered his next move:
"Continue doing volunteer work and look for opportunities to play a role."
Once the Faceless 'Potion has been mostly digested, seek help from Mr. Hanged Man or Ms. Hermit to board their boat and search for the mermaid.
However, the "Hermit" lady should be given priority.
"Regarding Leonard, let's wait for Miss ' Magician's ' reply and see if this immature guy is beyond saving."
Thinking this, Klein scoffed, his eyes slightly darting around. "The protagonist of this era... and he doesn't even know he's been Parasitism by someone else..."
I really don't want to admit that I used to work with such an idiot...
Please visit... to read the latest chapter! Address: "But who can blame him for being lucky... If it's confirmed that he's been Deep-Level Parasitism, I'll ask Miss ' Judgment ' to report him to the church..."
"By keeping this from the Parasite, the ' Parasite ' is also deaf and blind... This provides ample opportunity for the plan to succeed..."
Amidst his swirling thoughts, he heard faint, ethereal prayers, and his gaze swept across the scene, seeing more than one Crimson Star expanding and shrinking.
Every time this happens, I feel like a dockworker... Klein said to himself, and began to respond to the rituals of the Tarot Club members.
The Sacrifice are received and then given to the corresponding members.
After nearly ten minutes of intense labor, Klein finally found some peace and quiet, and sat down in his high-backed chair to let out a weary sigh.
At that moment, his gaze fell upon the pile of miscellaneous items.
More precisely, it was the smaller pile next to the junk pile—a smaller pile of junk consisting of Gold Coins, Gold Bars, gold bricks, and Cash.
After staring at it in silence for a few seconds, a number flashed through Klein's mind.
£15,000!
"It's only because I'm the guarantor... If it were anyone else, they would have taken the money and run away long ago..." He struggled to pull his gaze away and straightened his back slightly as he thought to himself.
... The Fog Sea, the "Golden Dream".
The "Messenger" lady stepped out barefoot from the room belonging to the Third Mate.
"Remember to pray," she said, then waved her hand, and all sorts of Beyonder Characteristic flew out, piling up into a small mountain on the floor.
Lorry hummed in agreement and nodded slightly, watching the "Messenger" lady leave. Then, his gaze swept over the small mountain of materials, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes.
These Beyonder Characteristic, valued at nearly £15,000, encompass more than ten Paths of the Divine, ranging from Sequence 9 to Sequence 6.
In addition, there were the previous transactions with "Vice Admiral Iceberg" and the Beyonder Characteristic obtained through barter with the "Rose School" of Temperance Faction.
From beginning to end.
He invested no less than £30,000 in the "Spirit Ascension" technique!
"Feeling sorry for him?" Sebastian's teasing voice rang out.
He controlled the White Bone Ring to slowly fly into the air, manifesting his miniature facial features, revealing a smug expression, and hummed:
"In other words, the same secret technique is only effective the first time you use it. Otherwise, once you experience the effect, you'll definitely be crying and begging for a second time."
"Alright, kid, stop dawdling and hurry up and set up the Wall of Spirituality. Then, following my instructions, set up an altar for Sacrifice and receiving blessings, and inscribe the corresponding Incantation and symbols around it."
Lorry took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and began to do as instructed.
Both were equally determined in their pursuit of becoming stronger and seeking revenge, believing that the secret technique the other had carefully selected would not disappoint them.
A moment later, the altar was set up, with materials such as Mercury, Brass, Lavender, Mint arranged around it in a peculiar pattern.
A large amount of Beyonder Characteristic were placed in designated locations by Lorry according to the teachings of the "Curse of Knowledge," emanating strong Spirituality energy.
The White Bone Ring floated in mid-air, its voice deep and powerful:
"Now pray to God, asking Him to provide assistance in the process ahead."