Angel's aura had become more concentrated. That meant she had made considerable progress in acting as a Demoness of Unaging... The ritual was one thing, but even her digestion was this fast. Was it because of that sefirah?
Klein muttered inwardly, turning his gaze to the other members whose auras had changed.
Ma'am Hermit had become the Tarot Club's third demigod. Back then, she had asked to advance with my help, but I hadn't actually provided any. I had merely been a spectator. That was the advantage of being a god: if her advancement succeeded, she would thank me for my help; if she failed, there would be no follow-up... Tsk, just like selling parachutes. Zero negative reviews...
Some time ago, Mr. Sun also advanced to Priest of Light in pure darkness with my help. That would help the City of Silver escape its current predicament, and his Chief had also grown more trusting of the Fool. Perhaps we could have more in-depth exchanges and transactions later...
Miss Magician had already become a Scribe. She had finally caught up with her Travel Journal... Heh, her sideline was writing novels. That should help her act as a Scribe, right? But I had read all the novels she published on someone else's behalf. Tsk, some of them even made me feel embarrassed. Wasn't that Lucky William afraid a certain Pirate Admiral would secretly abduct him?
*Even Leonard had advanced... I knew he had been working hard to act as a Soul Assurer, but applying for potions within the Church required a certain level of contributions, and there was a waiting list... Was it because of the Ince Zangwill incident, or had the Goddess tacitly approved his joining the Tarot Club, allowing him to receive an advancement opportunity so quickly? ...Right, Pallez Zoroast