Monday, three o'clock in the afternoon.
Dense grayish-white fog surged into view right on time, swallowing Cyril's vision.
He suppressed his instinctive resistance and yielded to the pull that had appeared out of nowhere in his mind. His vision blurred slightly, and then he found himself inside that majestic palace, unchanged since time immemorial.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"
"Justice" was still the first to rise and greet Mr. Fool.
After receiving a slight nod from Mr. Fool, she offered a simple greeting, then turned to greet everyone else, including Cyril.
After exchanging simple greetings and nods, "Justice" Audrey turned again and addressed "The Fool" Klein, who sat at the head of the table:
"Mr. Fool, I have three new pages of Roselle's Diary."
"The Fool" Klein nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"Very good. What would you like in exchange for those three pages?"
Audrey fell into thought, two invisible little people on her head arguing fiercely.
After several seconds of silence, she chose to satisfy her curiosity rather than acquire some useful occult knowledge.
"Mr. Fool, may I take a look at that Card of Blasphemy?"
"I know these three pages of Roselle's Diary aren't worth nearly as much as the information on that Card of Blasphemy. I only need a quick look,
"and, well, I'll keep looking for and memorizing more pages of Roselle's Diary to make up the difference later."
"The Fool" Klein looked at the "honest" Miss Justice and chuckled:
"Heh... Very well."
Audrey's eyes lit up, excitement and barely concealed elation surging within her.
...That was the Card of Blasphemy, which recorded the secret of becoming a god. Though I probably already know what that secret is about.
As her thoughts stirred, she took a deep breath and calmed herself. With "The Fool's" help,