"You are the mysterious ruler above the gray mist;"

"You are the yellow and black king of good luck."

"I beg your help."

"I pray for your favor."

"I beg you to let me have a good dream."

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"I beg you to let me have a good dream."

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"I beg you to let me have a good dream."

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The female voices kept echoing and intertwining layers, and Klein's spirit became restless and chaotic, as if he was just about to fall asleep when he heard the quarrel upstairs pounding the table and hitting the floor.

He suppressed his emotions, calmed down his impulse with meditation, and carefully identified the blurred picture that appeared in front of him.

It was a girl in a white robe with soft and bright blond hair. She was standing in front of the flickering flames, bowing her head in respect and chanting continuously.

From the distorted picture, Klein barely recognized Miss Justice.

At this time, he was completely sure that the ritual incantation he had conceived could point here, to himself!

This filled him with a sense of accomplishment, and felt that his groping from scratch was very fruitful.

I won't boast about being great... Klein's mood improved, and he felt that the begging that hovered in his ears like a fly became acceptable.

His heart moved, and he tried to pass the "answer" outlined in his mind to "Crimson" Xingchen through the subtle connection: "I see."

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Layers of gray mist filled the eyes, and a distorted and blurred figure stood in the deepest part.

His eyes turned crimson, and his voice echoed in the empty world: "I see."

"I see."

"I see."

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Audrey Hall woke up suddenly and sat up on the quilt, her mind was full of the images from the dream just now.

She clearly knew that what she dreamed of was the Fool, the mysterious Fool who lived above the gray mist!

"Is this a response to my early morning prayer?" Audrey, who quickly entered the "spectator" state, analyzed calmly.

Although she didn't understand why the Fool didn't respond on the spot and had to wait until night, she was still deeply shocked by the effectiveness of the ritual magic, and was deeply shocked by the effectiveness of those spells.

In the past, she prayed to the Goddess of the Night, but she never got a response!

Even if Mr. Fool is not a god, he should be more or less the same... Audrey took a breath slowly, and then let it out slowly. JrNovels.com