The prolonged silence in his mind made Leonard anxious. He felt as though he were recruiting his own "Minor Arcana Brands" within the Goddess Church, all while worrying someone might report him to the Archbishop.
He rose from the sofa, poured away the coffee, which had become undrinkable with grease floating on its surface, and boiled another kettle of water. Only then did he hear Pallez's voice beside his ear:
"First, tell me exactly what happened. Was this the Fool's request, or your own idea?"
He didn't refuse outright?
From the sound of it, if Mr. Fool personally requested it, the old man would agree?
Surprised and delighted, Leonard returned to the sofa and gave Pallez a detailed account of the suggestion proposed by Empress Angel and everyone's opinions. He included how World Klein had openly sided with Angel, and how the Hanged Man seemed to have grasped something and swiftly changed his stance.
"You mean that although the Fool didn't express his position directly, he probably has a preference of his own?"
Pallez asked in return.
"That's what I think. His final remarks clearly expressed approval of our decision. Although he imposed some restrictions, he also granted corresponding permissions, especially allowing the Minor Arcana to recite his name when necessary. That amounts to a promise to provide some assistance. For example, that Angel's Embrace from last time came from one of his angels."
Leonard recalled the "punishment" operation he had taken part in the previous week. The angelic figure with twelve pairs of wings, which had blocked a Sanguine demigod's probing attack, had left a particularly deep impression on him.
"Remember, trust the might of gods, not their mercy," the aged voice in his mind said with a sigh. "That Fool must have his own considerations in making such