Audrey regained her smile, and Hobart breathed a sigh of relief.
Klein, behind the Gray Fog, also marveled at Hobart's astonishingly quick reaction. Before he had even figured out why Justice was unhappy, Hobart had already responded.
Audrey asked Hobart again, "Why did you think to leave an 'Emperor Card' at the scene?"
Hobart spread his hands. "Because I'm the 'Emperor' of the Tarot Club."
Then, as though he had only just remembered, he said to Klein, seated at the head of the table, "Sorry, Mr. Fool. The situation was urgent, and I didn't have time to pray for your instructions.
"At the time, I simply thought that since I was a member of the Tarot Club, I should naturally use what I was doing to bolster the Tarot Club's reputation."
Klein, behind the Gray Fog: As if I'd believe that!
He said in a solemn voice, "Remember to pray for instructions in the future."
Hobart hurriedly replied, "Of course, of course."
Audrey smiled. "Fortunately, Mr. Fool is a merciful deity. Otherwise, you would have suffered divine punishment long ago."
Klein sighed inwardly: This group is getting harder and harder to manage.
He was already considering whether to have The World spout off during the Tarot Club, then casually crush him to death as a warning to the others before making a new alt account.
After their private exchange ended, the Tarot Club continued.
This week, apart from Hobart and Little Sun, no one else had had particularly eventful experiences.
After Alger arranged with Hobart to explore the Elven Race ruins around the weekend, they moved on to the information exchange.
Fors cleared her throat. "Before attending the gathering, I saw a morning paper report saying that a brutal robbery had taken place in Backlund, and the culprit had left