A New Week's Tarot Gathering

The person I am, as I am told by others, is never the same as the person I actually am.

Alfred spoke calmly, shaking hands with Klein with the poise characteristic of aristocracy.

However, seeing his face always reminded Klein of his pathetic state when he was captured by Luther, and how he was now being overtaken by Miss Justice's dog.

"Yes, you're right."

Fortunately, Klein possessed exceptional muscle control, preventing him from revealing a smile and making the situation even more awkward. He turned to another man dressed in the robes of a clergyman from the Church of Evernight, "This is..."

"He is my friend, Neil Sharp, Priest of the Church of the Evernight Goddess."

Alfred explained.

"So young and already Priest? That's amazing."

Klein didn't forget that he was currently Acting the role of a follower of the Evernight Goddess, and immediately tapped his chest four times to draw Crimson Moon, "May the Goddess bless you, Priest Sharp."

"Praise the Goddess."

Neil Sharp replied with a smile, tapping his chest in return, "You're too kind... I just wanted to spread the glory of the Goddess."

He had recently returned to the Northern Continent to report on his duties and received a [Special Grade] evaluation. At such a young age, he was promoted to the position of Priest. The Church also promised to help him advance to Sequence 7 when the time was right. The four exchanged a few casual pleasantries.

Just like Klein was about to return to the Northern Continent, the two had just come from the north. One was going to continue serving in the army, while the other was preparing to work harder to spread the faith of the Evernight Goddess.

"Truly worthy of Colonel Alfred,"

Officer Rayman said with a hint of flattery, "To be willing to return to the army when things are so dangerous in Loen... I truly feel your patriotism."

Alfred Hall looked up at the other person.

"According to you, the place I should be in isn't the Southern Continent, but the Northern Front."

Coming to the Southern Continent to bully natives who don't even have guns, or going to the north to fight the fierce Feysac people —which is more dangerous seems obvious, right?

His words seemed somewhat barbed.

"Uh, this..."

Rayman's smile froze for a moment, and he could only awkwardly loosen his collar.

"We have other things to do here, so we won't bother you any longer."

Fortunately, Neil Sharp, seeing this, quickly changed the subject, "Mr. Dantes, have a pleasant journey." Klein bid them farewell and then boarded the Airship.

The Airship started up shortly afterward and quickly ascended to high altitude.

It's almost three o'clock.

Klein waited quietly in his seat for a while, then took out his pocket watch. When he saw that it was almost time, he removed his seatbelt and stepped into the Airship's lavatory.

"Unfortunately, the party coincides with the Airship journey... Hopefully, rumors won't spread that Dwayne Dantès has a sensitive stomach..."

Klein thought to himself, taking four steps backward in the narrow space, heading towards the Above the Gray Fog.

When the time came, he immediately extended his Spirituality, touching the rippling Red Star and pulling all the members to the Bronze Long Table.

"Swish swish swish!"

Blurry figures emerged from the red-glowing fountain, settling steadily into their respective chairs.

Good afternoon, Mr. Fool.

As is customary, [Justice] Audrey was the first to rise and bow to him. "Um, good afternoon..."

Klein nodded with a smile, then suddenly felt a gaze upon him. Turning his head, he was unsurprisingly met with Luther, who was looking at Klein thoughtfully with a probing expression.

Hiss...

Klein felt a sudden tightness in his chest, his body stiffening, and even his voice seemed to distort when responding to "Justice".

Mr. Fool sounds so cheerful today, has something good happened?

Audrey had always respected the Fool, so she didn't think much of the slight abnormality in His voice. Instead, she greeted everyone in turn until she had greeted all the members.

After [Temperance] Luther and [Justice] nodded in greeting, they also turned their gaze away from the head of the Bronze Long Table.

"I can't see anything strange about it at all..."

He thought to himself, "It's normal that I didn't notice it before."

Prior to this, Luther had already begun to suspect the Fool's true identity and was quite certain that the other party was Klein. Today, upon arriving Above the Gray Fog, he couldn't help but Consciousness observe the other party, wanting to verify it further.

After Luther withdrew his gaze, he did not sit down properly, but instead looked at the bottom of the long table again.

There, the blurry figure of [the world] was nestled inside Bronze High-Backed Chair, indifferent and with a chilling aura. "There's nothing particularly inconsistent about this... judging solely from its appearance..."

He thought to himself, "Perhaps the only way is to observe Mr. Fool's words and actions more closely during the gathering..."

What wicked idea is Luther plotting now?

Klein felt uneasy and a little embarrassed. He had been playing the role of a god in front of everyone perfectly well, and he was able to detach himself from the character and see it as a drama. But now, someone had suddenly noticed something, and his performance had become somewhat off, as if he were performing some clumsy tricks in front of him.

However, no matter how embarrassed he felt, the party had to continue.

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have no diary entries to give you today."

"[The Hermit] "Cattleya spoke respectfully.

The "Queen Mystic" seems to have been busy lately and hasn't been able to deliver the important diary entries about Roselle in time. Or perhaps she wasn't mentally prepared enough and didn't want to receive bad news while her condition was still unstable.

"I understand... then you can begin the transaction."

Klein said it casually, but in reality, he felt quite embarrassed.

Even though everything he said and did was exactly the same, one person saw through his act as a fake deity, which ironically made his words and actions seem strange...

Fortunately, Luther's words quickly attracted everyone's attention, which also eased his embarrassment considerably. Please remember the only official website for this novel: www. deqixs. org. This is the only website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

The man at the Tarot Club, known as "Temperance," looked around at everyone and asked:

Seeking Secrets Suppliant purchase Potion and recipes for the "Mystic" Pathway 2.

"Boom!"

Like the ripples created by throwing a stone into a lake, the atmosphere Above the Gray Fog instantly became unsettled. The more perceptive [Justice], [The Hanged Man], and others quickly understood what was happening and turned to him with utter astonishment.

[Temperance] Sir, have you been promoted to Sequence 3?

He was only promoted to Sequence 4 not long ago!

A sense of absurdity and astonishment filled everyone's minds.