Fear

Wasn't Emperor Roselle's mausoleum outside Trier in Intis? I went there on my tr—when I went to hand in my manuscript. I even visited it...

Fors the Magician straightened and looked curiously at Cattleya the Hermit beside her, questions rising one after another in her mind.

She knew this Tarot Club member had ties to the emperor's eldest daughter, Bernadette the Queen Mystic, who was still alive. The diary pages Cattleya had eagerly offered recently had likely come from Bernadette, so it was no surprise that her question concerned Roselle.

But what was this about a mausoleum?

Fors stole a glance at the other members. They were openly curious too.

Angel knew more. Earlier, on the day of the Pirate Conference, Anne had mentioned that she was "continuing" to search for Emperor Roselle's mausoleum. From the rest of what she had said, Angel had gathered that Bernadette was involved as well, though she had been away for a while recently.

So their search has stalled, and they want Mr. Fool to break the deadlock?

With that thought, she cautiously turned her gaze toward the Fool at the head of the long table. The other members did the same.

Shielded from those burning gazes by the Gray Fog, Klein smiled helplessly and looked at the diary pages before him.

They spoke of the mysterious leader of the Twilight Hermits Society, discussions of the "tide of the times," corruption from the Abyss, and a visit to Beimang Town in Intis...

But nothing about a mausoleum.

I could say I don't know, or make some excuse. I've said before that the Fool isn't omniscient and omnipotent. But getting stuck here would hurt my image, and I'm not willing to let that happen... His mind raced. His gaze swept across the Cards of Blasphemy