After discovering that he accidentally pulled the person into the gray mist, Klein's thoughts changed quickly and he sat down on the high-backed chair belonging to "The Fool" at the top before the other person regained consciousness.
At this time, he realized belatedly that this beautiful lady seemed very likely to be Valeela.
"Are you...the Lord of Miracles?"
Above the gray mist, Valeela's crisp questioning voice was filled with uncertainty.
Klein calmly kept the title "Lord of Miracles" in mind, smiled and nodded:
"Just call me Mr. Fool."
While speaking, he noticed that the bright stars on the back of the high-backed chair where Valeela was sitting were moving rapidly, forming an illusory constellation that was not part of reality.
In just one or two seconds, a symbolic symbol like a heart and a business card superimposed was outlined.
This... why does it look a bit similar to the succubus tattoo I saw in the painting book in my previous life? What does this symbolize?
Out of curiosity, he held his cheek with his hand, and with a seemingly casual movement, he thought he was secretly opening his spiritual vision and looked at Valeera.
Her mood color is mostly blue, with hints of orange and purple.
"This means that she is currently in a state of calm thinking and caution, plus a little bit of closeness, contentment and indifference?"
Klein made a somewhat uncertain judgment, "Well, how could there be two completely opposite emotions of closeness and alienation at the same time?"
"Mr. Fool, I have no intention of disturbing your peace. How can I get pardon?"
Valeera's cautious questioning voice pulled Klein out of his thoughts.
"Haha, don't be nervous," Klein laughed, "Relax a little, let's chat for a while."
"What were you copying before?"
Valila relaxed her performance as she was told, and her tone became much more relaxed, and she said:
"I was copying down my occult notes at home and preparing to give a copy to... a friend."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fool, I didn't know that the honorable name that has long been proven to be invalid can point to you. I apologize to you for my offense this time, last month, and earlier."
"Please tell me how I can please you and forgive these offenses."
After hearing these words, Klein finally had a general grasp of this unexpected incident.
He thought for a while and asked, "What you are copying are Russell Gustave's secret diary?"
"Yes."
Valeera nodded and glanced at Mr. Fool "curiously", but did not ask any questions about the terms "diary" and "notes".
Klein suddenly thought of a good idea.
"This is a small matter," he said in a nonchalant tone. "There are already two people similar to you who have been dragged in here by me for different reasons."
"Like them, my request is to help me collect Russell Gustave's secret diary."
"I am a person who likes exchanges of equal value. If you find three pages, your offense against me will be wiped out; if you find more, I will give you more."
"Thank you for your tolerance," Valeera stretched her face and showed a relaxed smile, "I will hold a sacrificial ceremony after I go back."
"Excuse me, what is the specific ceremony process?"
This question was a bit out of line for Klein now, but he gave full play to his talent for deception and casually waved his hand and said:
"No need to bother."
"I hold regular gatherings. Just like them, you can submit Russell's diary at the gathering."
Speaking of which, Klein explained something else.
"Of course, at the party, you can also trade recipes, buy and sell materials, exchange news, and delegate tasks with them."
"That's what they expect."
Finally, when it came to "Tarot Society", Valeera looked forward to selecting the code cards, with a happy face, and nodded in response:
"Thank you for your tolerance and generosity. May I ask when the next gathering is? I will try my best to complete the preparations."
At this time, Klein had begun to feel the beating on his forehead, and the invisible connection between himself and the gray mist began to shake.
He tried hard to maintain his calm image and said calmly:
"The party will be held on time every Monday at 3 p.m., Backlund time. Be careful to eliminate interference."
"Okay, you go back."
After saying this, Klein directly cut off the spiritual connection without waiting for the other party to reply.
The next moment, Valeela's hazy and graceful figure disappeared above the gray mist, and within the gray-white mist was a group of crimson illusory stars.
The change in this scene immediately made Klein feel relieved.
It seems that this new method of recruiting people will only consume a lot of spiritual energy during the first pull. After that, the newcomer will be just like other Crimson Stars.
Only then did he put down his last trace of worry.
If every time he woos this young lady who is suspected of being his "real girlfriend", he has to devote almost all his spiritual energy to it, then he will have no choice but to let this lady go.
The feeling of his body becoming heavier quickly came, and Klein felt that his surroundings were erratic. Soon, his eyes first dimmed, and then he saw bright sunshine.
He could no longer hold on to the throbbing pain in his head, so he reluctantly moved a few steps, lay down directly on the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep without even changing his clothes.
…
At around one o'clock in the afternoon, his stomach growled, waking up Klein, who had basically recovered.
After getting up, he heated up last night's leftovers and ate a loaf of oatmeal bread to solve his dietary problem.
Then he began to think about the morning's unexpected events.
It was obvious that the young lady had a connection with the space above the gray fog because she copied the "honorable name" she mentioned. Later, he used this connection to pull her to above the gray fog.
Klein quickly associated the "honorable name" with the description of the incantation at the beginning of ritual magic.
This gave him an inspiration——
"Is it possible to modify the incantation and direct the prayer object of ritual magic to myself?"
"In this way, even if there is no gathering, as long as the two gentlemen hold the ceremony, I can get the corresponding information!"
Klein paced and thought deeply following his inspiration.
Inspired by the accident in the morning, he quickly came up with a great idea - to tie himself to the gray fog and design a corresponding spell.
Seven or eight minutes later, he finalized the first directional description in the mantra:
"A fool who does not belong to this era."
This was obviously not accurate enough, so Klein quickly added another paragraph:
"The mysterious master above the gray fog."
The combination of the two can almost be limited to him, and it binds the gray mist to himself.
Still a little short of it... Klein turned the pen in his hand and spent about a minute thinking of an approximate free translation of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" as the third ritual incantation:
"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."
He decided to wait until he got the "honorable name" copied by the lady at the party, and after comparing the two, he would give it to the two gentlemen and let them try it.
Next, while there was still some time, he tore the old newspaper into a dozen pieces and wrote the names of materials such as "Moon Flower Candle" and "Full Moon Essential Oil" respectively. He simulated the process of ritual magic step by step to master the details. ——
Before he is truly proficient and learns more, he does not plan to try ritual magic rashly, because it will waste materials and easily lead to danger.
As he practiced simulations over and over again, the time gradually approached three o'clock in the afternoon.
The third party is about to begin.
