Above the Gray Fog

At this moment, Truman seemed to see Klein through a gray fog.

"Origin Castle" was hidden too deeply for him to find, but with the secret connection between the "Dream" card and Klein, he could still sense what was happening in "Origin Castle".

He did not force his way in, just to ensure that the "little quilt" would not directly erode Klein at this time.

Fortunately, so far, there has been no movement.

Since there is none now, then probably there will be no movement of the "little quilt" until demigods or angels.

In the gray mist, Klein was stunned on the spot, then stretched out his right hand in an exploratory manner and touched a crimson star.

Buzz!

There seemed to be a wave of water rippling on the surface of the crimson star.

Klein was slightly startled, as some kind of power seemed to be passing through his mind. He quickly stopped his hand, but in his panic, he encountered another crimson star.

At this time, there seemed to be a dreamy phosphorescent explosion on Klein's body. The power of the two stars suddenly surged at a certain moment, and each of them collided with a star.

In this way, four stars were touched.

"This is the right thing!"

Truman stopped his hand with a calm expression. He had just touched the line of cause and effect, which made Mr. Fool, who was about to take charge of good luck, unlucky. For the first time, he touched four crimson stars.

And the burst of dreamy phosphorescence prevented Klein from passing out because he touched the four stars.

The four crimson stars expanded, each with a figure reflected from above.

Crimson light obscured these people's eyes, and then they saw Klein surrounded by gray-white mist.

Two men and two women, all four of them showed great fear and awe.

"Your Excellency, what are you... doing?" A girl whose figure was also vague, but whose luxurious clothes could be vaguely seen, asked with some fear.

This moment seemed to be stretched infinitely, and Klein's thoughts quickly changed and he made a decision.

"An attempt."

Coupled with the majestic and mysterious feeling blessed by the gray mist, he is really a great being who has revived from ancient times.

The other four people were all frightened by this answer, but they were also slightly excited.

"Is this the legendary fantasy world?" The girl seemed a little excited.

"No, this is not a fantasy world." A woman with long brown hair wearing casual clothes looked at Klein cautiously and said, "I have been to that fantasy world before."

"Is this your divine domain?" A tall young man wearing ancient clothes asked Klein as if he still didn't understand the situation in front of him.

Even the language he spoke was in ancient Hermes, which Klein could barely understand by relying on his accumulated knowledge as a history graduate.

Another man with dark blue hair also looked over. For extraordinary people, ancient Hermes is a must-know language.

Klein was a little stressed, but the actor's self-cultivation and the blessing of the gray mist allowed him to remain mysterious. He just nodded lightly.

At this moment, this vast gray mist surged crazily.

The four of them were all shocked, and then they saw towering stone pillars, a broad dome, a long bronze table, and armchairs carved with mysterious patterns.

A huge conference hall, as if prepared for the legendary gods, appeared.

The four of them happened to be sitting opposite each other, close to Klein who was sitting at the top.

Hiss, I didn't do this...

Klein was also surprised, but his expression was obscured by the gray fog, and no one could sense his emotions.

This method of creation completely impressed everyone, and the four of them looked at Klein in awe.

Divine Realm...Klein thought of this word, and the gray mist changed only after he nodded.

"Your power is comparable to that of a god, and is awe-inspiring." The blue-haired man realized something, lowered his head, and his body seemed to be trembling.

"It's really magical..." The noble girl looked around and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Your Excellency...how should we call you?" This noble girl still couldn't understand such a "great being". Although she was in awe, she was obviously not as important as the other three.

"You can call me..."

"...'The Fool'!"

For a moment, Klein felt that "Dream" was not bad, but he still had a firm hand.

This title once again makes people think, and supports Klein's personality.

"Is this the beginning of the Tarot cards? Can I choose one?" The noble girl was a little excited and couldn't wait to participate in such a meeting.

"Of course." Klein nodded with a smile, showing that he didn't care.

"Then I choose 'justice'!" The noble girl Audrey Hall made her choice, and then she looked at the others.

Miss Justice's happy voice was highly contagious. The most important thing was that Klein's permission made other people's thoughts come alive.

"I choose 'The Hanged Man.'" Alger Wilson, the blue-haired man, said solemnly.

"I choose 'Magician'." Forsi Wall, who was wearing casual clothes, also made a choice.

"What are you talking about?" Everyone looked at the last person, but he was a little confused and asked in ancient Hermes.

"You don't understand Loen?" Mr. "The Hanged Man" was a little surprised and communicated with him in ancient Hermes.

"I don't know what Loen is?" Derrick Berg, who was tall but actually quite young, scratched his head.

"..." Klein blinked, remembering the scene that had just appeared in the temple, and an idea came to his mind.

Some kind of power appeared and directly smoothed the language barrier.

Klein leaned back slightly and nodded slightly.

"It's so magical..." Miss Justice explained to the last boy.

"I choose 'The Sun'!" Derrick Berg made his choice.

Everyone who decided on the codename felt more relaxed and gradually began to have other ideas, including but not limited to formula trading and the exchange of extraordinary knowledge.

In order to maintain his dignity, Klein just watched with a smile and listened in, gaining a deeper understanding of the world.

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"'Tarot Society'..." Truman watched the formation of this mysterious organization with a smile.

Of course, I also took a screenshot by the way, the kind that shows 360 degrees with no blind spots.

"It's called 'Legend of the Fool.'" Truman turned this scene into a book, with Russell's diary next to it.

Speaking of Russell's diary... Well, Russell did not experience an assassination, but retreated bravely when he was at the highest position.

But his diary still got out and became widely circulated.

Well, this was all done by Truman, with Russell's consent, and the ones that were dispersed were all personally selected by Russell, and they are absolutely natural and pollution-free.

However, as a deal, Russell needs to participate in the training plan of the "little fellow"...