Noticing that the situation had quietly shifted, the other Tarot Club members seated around the bronze table also began assessing the feasibility of the Empress's proposal.
The Star, Leonard, had only recently joined this gathering and had no intention of offering his opinion. But after Angel and Klein spoke in succession and quickly overpowered the Hanged Man's opposition, he made his own decision.
But that means building my own faction within the Goddess Church, right under the noses of the Archbishop, senior deacons, and Red Gloves teams. Isn't that a little... As he muttered inwardly, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Right, I could get the Old Man a Minor Arcana card. Doesn't he always think Mr. Fool is an old friend of his? This might bring him a little closer to that friend... But making an angel one of my Minor Arcana feels even crazier than building a faction within the Church...
Ideas that even Leonard found rather dubious kept flashing through his mind. He stole glances at the other members, especially Miss Judgment, who had joined the Tarot Club alongside him and was clearly younger than the average member. Finding that she seemed to have emptied her mind and wasn't considering the matter at all, he formed another conjecture.
She seems very close to Miss Magician. She was probably brought in by her in the first place, so she likely doesn't have many subordinates she could recruit...
Thinking of it that way, he no longer felt his own situation was so bad.
Beside him, the Moon, Emlyn, had similar thoughts. He, too, had picked up on some hidden implications in Mr. World's words. Thinking of his future as the Sanguine's Chosen One, he found himself somewhat agreeing with the Empress's proposal.
*How could I become an Earl, or even