Tarot Club

After completing the greetings, Audrey could not restrain her curiosity and looked towards Alice, asking the question The Hanged Man was also very curious about. "Miss Fortune, why did you close your eyes at the beginning?"

"Because my spirituality told me that if I accidentally saw something, I would die∽" Audrey's cheerful voice delighted Alice, and she responded just as brightly.

Saw something? Could she be a Mystic Seer? Hearing that answer, Alger secretly guessed. But such decisive restraint of curiosity did not look like something a Mystic Seer would do...

"So Miss Fortune is a Beyonder!" Clearly, this came from the "considerate" Miss Justice.

"Ah..." Alice instinctively glanced at Klein. Her spirituality had not told her whether she should say it or not, and unaccustomed to making decisions herself, Alice instinctively turned her gaze towards the only acquaintance here.

Kle... no, Mr. Fool was also confused by Alice's behavior—because that glance triggered a chain reaction, and Audrey and Alger both looked at Mr. Fool as well.

...How could he maintain the image he had built up?

Thus, the other three saw Mr. Fool tap his brow with an unfathomable air and reply in an inscrutable tone, "Miss Fortune is a very fortunate Lucky One."

This answer, carrying an obvious implication, made Audrey and Alger look at Alice again. They easily noticed the strange expression on Alice's face.

Audrey blurted out, "Miss Fortune, do you know what Mr. Fool means?"

"If I said it, it would expose who I am." Even Alice, who lacked reverence for the supernatural and still carried an innocence untouched by the world, did not think it was a Good Idea to let unfamiliar "online friends" find out her real identity. "At most, I can tell you that I cannot look at Mr. Fool because I am a Beyonder of the Monster Pathway."

Monster Pathway? Was Lucky One the name of one of its Sequences? Just Don't Know which Sequence it was... And what did very fortunate mean? With such thoughts in mind, the focus of this Tarot Club finally shifted away from Alice.

After Alger and Audrey completed their transaction for the Spectator Potion Formula, and Mr. Fool successfully took the opportunity to show off through the Acting Method—then assigned them the task of collecting Roselle's Diary—Alice heard Alger's long, classic speech about how "a Spectator is forever only a Spectator."

Alice Remembered what she had read in the diary—the name of the potion was Key.

Just As the Spectator potion required its drinker to become an absolutely neutral Spectator, she too had to act as... a Monster, a machine, and a Lucky One?

But...

The perceptive Alice Realized something was off.

"Mr. Hanged Man," Alice tilted her head and asked, "Miss Justice's personality is obviously not that of an absolutely neutral Spectator. If she keeps acting as a Spectator and gets too deeply immersed in the role, will her personality change? Will she forget who she is and truly see herself as a Spectator? If that happens, will she still be herself?"

Audrey and Klein, who was considering whether to act as a Diviner, were both startled. As for Alger... after his brief shock, Alger stood up and solemnly bowed to Alice.

"Thank you for the reminder, Miss Fortune."

"You're welcome?" Alice Replied tentatively. She clearly had not yet Realized how crucial the point she had raised was, but that did not stop her from accepting the thanks with a clear conscience.

Thus, Audrey also thanked Alice, just like Alger had. As for Mr. Fool... Mr. Fool certainly had not reminded them because he did not know!

After Mr. Fool copied the experience of the Great Glutton Empire and the British Empire, proposing an examination for selecting government employees, this Tarot Club finally came to an end.

"As you wish." Audrey and Alger rose and bowed at the same time. Alice imitated their movements, and the figures of Justice and The Hanged Man swiftly shattered, leaving only Fate in place.

"Ah..." Realizing that Klein seemed to intend to speak with her here about the matter they had not finished discussing earlier, Alice obediently sat properly.

"Hmm... Is there anything you want to ask?" Klein organized his thoughts, then decided to let Alice ask first.

"What is this gathering? Where is this place?" Alice curiously Looked Around.

"In fact, I Don't Know either. Perhaps it has something to do with my transmigration?" Klein Replied.

"Do you think I might also have something similar?" Alice wanted to wander around this mysterious place—but doing so in front of its owner seemed rather impolite, so she could only reluctantly give up on that idea for now and ask something else. "Oh, right... If you find any clues in Roselle's Diary about how we got here, Can You tell me?"

Alice Guessed that Even If It Is not exactly the same way Klein had come here, it must have some similarity to her own. As for other possibilities in Roselle's Diary... if she truly cared about that, after learning of the Acting Method, she should have wanted to try acting like Klein did—but clearly, Alice had no intention of doing so whatsoever.

What? You said perhaps she was merely too embarrassed to ask directly, so she settled for this instead? Did she look even the slightest bit embarrassed?

Klein agreed without hesitation. After all, they were Fellow Countrymen. At This Moment, Klein was still rather inexperienced and naturally felt close to someone from the same Hometown, even though this fellow countryman had forgotten most things—no matter, she at least still remembered their mother tongue! Besides, their goals were the same when it came to searching for clues about their Hometown.

After the funds—spirituality—of the newly established evil god, Mr. Fool, began to run short, Alice Returned to her room, where another matter began to trouble her.

"Should I remind the captain about Mr. Neil... Hmm, how annoying. Why are there so many things without any prompts?" Unaccustomed to making decisions herself, Alice Pinched His Brow in distress. Compared To thinking things through, she preferred relying on intuition to act, but when her intuition offered no warning, Alice clearly lacked the ability to make decisions on her own.

Unable to reach a conclusion after thinking it over, Alice took out a coin and did what everyone most liked to do when faced with a choice—flip a coin.

Alice took out a bronze-colored coin and flicked it upward with her thumb. After tumbling several times through the air, it landed steadily beneath Alice's hand on the back of her other hand.

Alice slowly Raised Her Hand, and the bronze-colored coin Appear Before her—it was the number representing "do not say."

Well, I really did get this result by flipping a coin.