"This is wonderful. That way, we can bring Emperor Roselle's diary directly to the Tarot Club through our memories."
Audrey let out a sigh of relief.
Probably because Mister Fool had just told her that her mind had not been read; only her thought of writing that line had been manifested.
At that moment, Audrey had no idea that mind-reading was actually one of the core skills of the Spectator pathway she was about to embark upon.
"Mister Fool, I will do my best to collect as many pages of Emperor Roselle's diary as possible."
"I have said that I prefer fair exchange."
Klein deliberately—or perhaps casually—glanced at Mister Emperor.
"The payment I advanced just now is only equivalent to two pages of diary per person. If there are additional pages, I will compensate you with other rewards."
After saying that, Klein paused. To his surprise, Noah did not deny owing those two pages of diary.
On the contrary...
"Mister Fool, I can provide those two pages of Emperor Roselle's secret diary right now."
Noah looked at Klein with a smile.
"In accordance with the principle of fair exchange, please accept them."
As Noah's fountain pen moved across the paper, densely packed square characters emerged upon it, completing the diary page that had previously contained nothing but the weather. There was even a second page.
Klein froze. Looking at those two diary pages he had just been wondering how to obtain, he could not help but feel a warning rise in his heart.
There was no such thing as a free lunch from heaven—of course, him eavesdropping as an observer while Mister Hanged Man traded Miss Justice the potion formula did not count. That was what he deserved as the platform.
Setting aside such special circumstances, if someone voluntarily suffered