"Mr. Devil has advanced to Angel?!"
At Sno's admission, the Tarot Club was immediately thrown into an uproar. Angels, even within the orthodox churches, were exceedingly rare figures of immense importance. Even the church with the most Angels would have no more than three, and one of them was the Pope.
And now, Mr. Devil had become such an important figure as well? A being who should be addressed as Your Excellency or Your Highness?
Wait, Mr. Devil had mentioned a ritual just now? So his absences from the recent Tarot Gatherings had been to prepare for his advancement ritual?
Just as the Tarot Club began considering how they should treat this newly advanced Angel, Mr. Fool suddenly swept his gaze around the table and said with a soft chuckle:
"You are quite concerned over whether this Tarot Gathering will proceed as usual."
At those words, the atmosphere in the Tarot Club immediately turned chilly. Mr. Hangman, whose ideological awareness was the highest, promptly lowered his head and made his voice tremble slightly as he said:
"We were not devout enough. We thought too much."
After hearing him, Fors immediately repeated the same words. Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Mr. Fool nodded lightly and swept his gaze around once more.
"Such concern is still understandable."
He then let out a smiling sigh.
"During this period, I used World's body to play a game with Ammon in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Fortunately, I did not miss this Tarot Gathering."
The members of the Tarot Club immediately began wildly overthinking Mr. Fool's words, all sorts of thoughts flashing through their minds. However, Derrick was clearly more concerned about his mission. Upon hearing that Mr. World had reached the Forsaken Land of the Gods, intense joy arose in