Cattleya froze at once.
For a moment, she was unsure what the other party meant—did he want her to keep the secret, or did he sincerely hope she would forget what had just happened?
Cattleya could not be certain, but neither possibility seemed like good news for her. After all, only the dead could keep secrets.
At that moment, Cattleya heard the figure seated at the head of the table chuckle, as though amused by those words.
Then, the figure spoke up to stop Alice's nonsense. "'Fate,' don't make jokes like that."
Yet Cattleya did not dare relax until the figure asked with a smile, "Are you a member of Moss asceticism?"
Thank goodness, it seemed she still had some value for now... Cattleya finally let out a sigh of relief and softly murmured, "Mm."
"Wow," Alice exclaimed. "That unlucky organization whose god suddenly came back to life?"
Cattleya hesitantly nodded. She suddenly felt that having only three people here was not necessarily a good thing—because Miss Fate did not seem to dare go too far in front of Mr. Fool.
She instinctively glanced at the empty seats around her. In the end, she did not speak first, instead waiting for the mysterious figure to finish asking his questions.
Klein then continued, "What did you do just now to actually provoke that fellow?"
Cattleya fell silent for a moment before saying:
"No, I did not provoke Him.
"All members of Moss asceticism believe that all things are numbers, and they pursue knowledge itself.
"But Emperor Roselle once said that it is not us who pursue knowledge, but knowledge that pursues us. The Hidden Sage is knowledge itself. He pursues us, pursues every member of Moss asceticism. When a vast amount of knowledge is poured into us, yet cannot be quickly