One year and five months ago, while searching for the Blue Avenger, Alger Wilson had obtained a mysterious glass bottle and been drawn above the gray fog, becoming a member of the gathering before Mr. Fool.
Back then, he had been a Sequence 8 Folk of Rage of the Sailor Pathway. Miss Empress, who had joined the Tarot Club alongside him, had most likely been only an Assassin, no higher than Sequence 8 at most. Miss Justice had not even been a Beyonder, merely a sheltered noblewoman who lacked any sense of caution.
Yet in less than two years, the noblewoman who had bought the Spectator formula from Alger had grown into a Dreamwalker just one step away from becoming a demigod. She had even prepared the Beyonder characteristic and potion formula in advance. With a little effort, a little stretch, she could acquire divinity and become half human, half god.
As for Empress...
Alger stole a glance at Miss Empress, who was watching Magician and Judgment join the plan to hunt the Mystic Saint while seeming entirely detached from it herself. He could only feel that she resembled a deity looking down upon all living beings, untouched by sorrow or joy.
In ancient epochs, Sequence 2 angels already counted as subordinate deities, while I'm still at Sequence 5. Although having the Tyrant card means the potion formula is effectively taken care of, I still have no leads on the ingredients or a promotion plan. Even my acting has been delayed by the outbreak of war... Alger grew increasingly anxious. He felt certain that the commission Mr. Fool had issued through the World was a gift intended to raise the Tarot Club's overall strength. Yet he was overseas, burdened by his duties to the Church of Storms, unable to secure