At five in the afternoon, in a terrace house at 2 Tingen Daffodil Street.
Klein, who had become a Clown during the day, looked at the ritual on the table and shouted in Jotun,
"Me!"
After a slight pause, he switched to Hermes and said,
"I summon in my name:
"The Fool that doesn't belong to this era, the mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who wields good luck."
Right on the heels of that, he took four steps counterclockwise and arrived above the gray fog. Soon, he heard the summoning incantation he had just chanted. He saw the surging spirituality and ripples of light fuse together to form an illusory door.
He allowed the "door" suction force to suck him in before using a special Spirit Body to descend into the real world.
"It really works… The summoning ritual on 'Feast of Blood' seems to be tailor-made for me…"
Klein sighed before attempting to control his Spirit Body to fly in a circle in midair. Only then did he control his emotions and stop floating in midair.
Following that, he attempted to grab the charms and ordinary notes he had made before ending the summoning and returning above the gray fog.
I actually succeeded! This means that I don't need a sacrificial and bestowment ritual to put or take out items from the gray fog…
When the Tarot Club members conduct transactions in the future, they likely won't need such precious supplementary ingredients to open the Door of Summoning… However, there's no need to inform them about such matters. Expensive ingredients will help them maintain their reverence for Mr. Fool.
Looking at the money and charms in his hand, Klein muttered to himself thoughtfully.
Following that, after testing the other uses of the special Spirit Body, Klein, who was somewhat exhausted, was about to "return" to reality when he suddenly saw the crimson star representing The Sun expand and contract.
…
In the garden villa on 28 Kingst Street in Cherwood Borough, Ebner was sitting at his desk, reading the relevant information on how to obtain access to the royal library.
Since disguising and entrusting didn't work, he might as well change his way of thinking and obtain the qualifications himself.
The rest of the annual fees and donations are fine, but it's more troublesome to need the guarantee of a true noble heir…
"If something really happens, the vouchers will be held responsible. Unless they know everything, it's impossible for them to take such a huge risk… Especially someone like me who took the initiative to look for them.
"Perhaps those fallen nobles will vouch for the money, but the price probably won't be low. I have to be prepared to receive a large sum of money… And Mr. Fool won't reimburse me."
Just as Ebner thought of this, he suddenly saw a boundless gray fog. He saw a blurry tall figure in an empty room in a praying posture.
Following that, words entered his ears.
"…Please inform Mr. Tower that I've already found someone willing to sell the Thousand Technique Mirage Crystal. He wishes to use it to exchange for a powerful Sequence 6 armor or Beyonder item that can protect him. Yes, it's best if it can be used steadily for more than two years…"
This is The Sun, right? His efficiency is quite high. Did he manage to contact the seller in just a day? However, it's not easy to buy a Sequence 6 Beyonder item, much less one with so many conditions…
With this in mind, Ebner also "respectfully" lowered his head and chanted Mr. Fool's honorific name.
"…Please inform Mr. Sun to stabilize the seller for a few days. I'll find a suitable Beyonder item as soon as possible."
After handing over the matter of asking The Sun for help, Ebner took the initiative to mention the results of his investigation that day. He asked Mr. Fool if he needed to find out which earl had framed and constantly suppressed Baron Lamud.
Soon, he received an affirmative answer.
After doing all of this, Ebner had completely abandoned the idea of bribing a declining noble to vouch for him. He didn't have much gold pounds in his hands, so he couldn't waste it on meaningless things.
As for the Sequence 6 defensive item that the seller of the City of Silver needed, Ebner planned on searching for it at various secret gatherings in Backlund. If he couldn't buy it before next week's Tarot Gathering, he would sacrifice his Sword of Dawn.
The Sword of Dawn appeared to be a Beyonder weapon, but it could also condense a Sequence 6 Dawn Armor to protect the user. Although it was very likely to turn the user into armor, it could be considered a weapon that was both offensive and defensive.
However, even though the Sword of Dawn had very serious negative effects, its value was still much higher than the Crystal of Thousand Spells. If they really wanted to trade, the other party had to make up for the difference in price.
…
Above the gray fog, Klein habitually knocked on the long bronze table after hearing Tower's report. After a while, he made up his mind and simulated the feeling of "falling". He "returned" to his bedroom and tidied up a little before heading downstairs.
Melissa, who was busy in the kitchen, poked her head out and saw Klein. Her eyes lit up as she said,
"I bought the ingredients. There's chicken, potatoes, onions, fish, turnips, and peas. I also bought a small jar of honey."
Sister, have you gotten used to the occasional luxury? Klein chuckled.
"I need you to prepare dinner today. There's no need to consider my portion. I have something to do outside, so I might need to return at dawn. Yes, I need to do a favor for Instructor Azik. He's a faculty member of the Khoy University's History department."
Melissa pursed her lips and said,
"Okay."
After bidding farewell to his sister, Klein stopped a carriage at the door and rushed to Mr. Azik's house.
Two hours later, Klein led Mr. Azik to the abandoned castle.
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At midnight, Ebner, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly heard a knock on the glass. He turned his head and saw a petite figure lying outside the window on the third floor. It was Xio with a head of messy yellow hair.
Ebner quickly opened the window and let her in. "Why are you here at this time? Also, why didn't you knock?"
Xio pursed her lips and said in all seriousness, "It's too strange to visit at this time… It's better to go through the window and look for you directly. It'll avoid a lot of trouble."
If someone found out that you were in my room in the middle of the night, wouldn't it be even more troublesome?
Ebner complained in his heart, but he asked curiously, "Why are you here so late?"
"I want to carry out another exorcism ritual…" Xio said bluntly, but her expression was a little unnatural.
"Exorcism ritual? Why? Did you dream of The Fool again?" As Ebner asked, he activated his Spirit Vision and discovered that Xio's aura had indeed been tainted with a layer of dark green. Although the aura wasn't strong, it could at most cause an ordinary person to fall ill.
The signs of being haunted by ghosts and wraiths… Ebner calmly made a judgment and directly asked,
"Where did you go?"
Xio sighed and replied, "After I became an Interrogator, I was assigned a new mission by my superior, the Golden Mask… It's to interrogate some prisoners in MI9's dungeon…"
MI9's dungeon… was indeed not a good place…
"They didn't prepare a protective ritual or item for you to go to a place like that?" Ebner asked curiously.
Xio shook his head. "Because I'm not an official—"
Ebner understood, so he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he set up the ritual and began "exorcising" Xio.
At the same time, he thought to himself in amusement, Mr. Fool will probably be able to watch another "live stream"…Although it's not appropriate to directly "sacrifice" the Book of Dead Souls to him, it's not a problem to convey some related rituals and magic through me… It's also a good opportunity to teach Xio some tricks to prevent her from being troubled by the undead in the future…
Well, after the exorcism, he would go to the kitchen to get some snacks.
…
After busying himself for half the night, Klein, who had finally obtained Mr. Azik's sincere friendship and became an "ally" with him, returned to 2 Daffodil Street feeling tired, sleepy, and hungry.
Not long after he entered the house, he felt a warmth on the back of his hand.