Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 24 Ceremony
What kind of question is that... Klein supported his forehead with his fingers and tapped his eyebrows twice without leaving any trace.

Soon, he could tell from the change in color that Audrey was a little flustered, a little nervous, and a little ashamed.

Could it be that she had done something similarly stupid? Klein thought with a slight surprise, yet it didn't seem strange. After the two previous gatherings, he was certain that Miss Justice had a talent for this.

Poverty limited Klein's imagination. He really couldn't imagine what kind of person would feed potions to a dog.

Isn't this the same level as him? The Great Fool eating with dogs?
Alger, the Hanged Man, was also visibly stunned. After a moment, he spoke, "Ordinary animals don't have human brains and can't immediately learn to meditate. Therefore, they'll most likely die on the spot or collapse into monsters. But if they manage to survive, they should become extraordinary creatures. If the potion can enhance their thinking abilities, they might even become more intelligent."

After hearing Alger reveal that she accidentally fed the potion to the dog, Audrey tried to cover it up but was interrupted by Cerus.

"It's nice to have an extraordinary pet. If it's a cat or dog like an audience, it's really suitable." Serris touched his chin.

"After all, they have even been acting as the audience for several years in advance. If your extraordinary pet had not consumed five or six doses of magic potion, it would have digested it by now."

"Ah! This... has it been digested?" Audrey opened her mouth slightly, unable to accept that she was far surpassed by Susie.

Audrey murmured, "Susie, it left me behind."

Audrey let out a long breath and mentally encouraged herself.

"Come on Audrey, don't lose heart, you are the best."

She smiled again and addressed Serris in a cheerful voice, "Mr. Demon, I've completed the task you assigned to me." After a pause, she added, "Your cosmetics, called COLORS, are truly excellent. Even better than those invented by Emperor Roselle. They would probably have invested in it even without my guidance."

Serris smiled without comment. Of course the quality was good. This was cosmetics developed by the Pinocchio "family" and endorsed by Robin. Even if the fake printed by the Ether Editor wasn't even one-tenth as effective as the original, it couldn't be compared to Earth's products, which the family considered "original."

"Very good," Cerus clapped his hands, "Then according to the terms of the deal, I should give you the potion formula."

He gestured to Mr. Fool, and with Klein's help, he materialized a piece of paper with the formula written on it. He gently pushed the paper toward Audrey.

Audrey took the recipe and couldn't wait to read it.

Extraordinary materials: the complete pituitary gland of an adult seven-colored lizard dragon, 10 ml of cerebrospinal fluid from a Falsman rabbit; auxiliary materials: 5 grams of chestnut spores, 8 grams of amaranth powder, 3 petals of pure white elf flower, 100 ml of pure water.

She quickly memorized the formula. Her memory had greatly improved after becoming a Beyonder, so she memorized it after just one glance. But she still felt uneasy and read it several more times.

"Okay," Audrey put down the formula in her hand, "I'm fine."

Alger and Cerus also said that they were fine.

"I have something," Klein began, "a new attempt."

"You can try a ritual magic in your free time. It doesn't have to be too formal, as long as you're in an undisturbed environment... Place four new candles on the altar, one in each corner. Sandalwood-scented candles are best. Place a piece of white bread next to the upper left candle, and a piece of Fenaporte pasta next to the upper right candle. Place paella on the lower left, and Desi pie on the lower right... Use a silver knife to create a sealed spiritual environment."

Klein described the ritual magic he had adapted from the "Lucky Change Ritual" and taught Miss Justice how to create a spiritual environment for free.

Honestly, because the target was himself, Klein believed that the first part, that is, the sacrificial part that aroused the interest of the corresponding beings and pleased them, could be omitted directly. However, he still tried to make this process look like that - of course, it did not conform to what Old Neil said, that the gods were two and himself was three.

Compared to complicated rituals, Klein actually preferred to use heavy gold pounds to please himself.

"Use a mixture of moonflower, golden mint, deep sleep flower, golden hand and rock rose to distill and extract it into essential oil, and drop a drop on each candle." Although Mr. Fool probably wants sweet iced tea more.

Audrey listened and took notes with great interest. Finally, she asked:
"What about the spell? Mr. Fool, what's the corresponding spell?"

Alger and Ceris also stopped writing with their pens, turned around, and looked at the Fool.

Shrouded in gray mist, Klein tapped the edge of the long table with his fingers and replied calmly in Hermetic:

"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray fog. You are the king of yellow and black who controls good luck."

As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss, but Alger, who knows a lot of things, and Audrey, a fan of mysticism, are obviously not ignorant.

They repeated the three-part name of the Fool with a sense of trepidation, for the three-part name was a symbol of the true God.

Audrey was still in shock, but Alger Wilson, who knew more than she did, trembled from the bottom of his heart:
"If the ritual magic designed by the Fool can truly point to him and allow him to receive our request, then, we must honor him by using the third-person honorific used to describe gods and similar beings."

"I'm so lucky. I'm so wise. I've been very cooperative and haven't done anything stupid. Even when I tried, it was within the normal range..."

"Perhaps he is some ancient, mysterious, terrifying being, yet he has never appeared before us in his true form or name... the primordial witch, a hidden sage, or perhaps the true creator worshipped by several mysterious sects?"

He glanced at the calm Serris:

"He knew it a long time ago. So what kind of organization is this Masked Fool?"

Alger understood that the Fool he saw now might not be his true image, and he might not even have a gender or be a humanoid creature.

Klein was expelled from the party without even knowing what had happened.

He ignored Audrey and Alger's looks, pretending nothing had happened, acting as if everything was as expected, and continued to speak.

"I pray for your help."

"I pray for your favor."

"I pray that you will let me have a good dream."

"O Deep Sleep Flower, herb of the Red Moon, please pass on your power to my spell."

"O tangerine, herb of the sun, please pass on your power to my spell."

Praying for sweet dreams? Got it. Praying fiercely to Mr. Fool at one in the morning.

After explaining everything, and waiting for them to absorb and digest the information, the Tarot Club will announce the end.

　There's not much to write about in the story before Tingen. After that, it's either quickly skipped or used as a side quest.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)