After today's trading session ended with Cyril and Emlyn completing their final transaction, silence fell. Some looked around, while others remained quiet. No one spoke again.
The Fool, Klein, seated at the head of the table, took in the scene. Then he chuckled and said, "Feel free to talk among yourselves."
Justice, Audrey, raised her head slightly, but then remembered that she had nothing worth sharing from the past week and fell silent again.
When Hanged Man, Alger, saw Justice raise her head only to say nothing in the end, he felt somewhat puzzled. However, he did not dwell on it. Raising a hand, he was the first to speak. "Has anyone been to Bansi recently?"
Though he addressed everyone, his gaze was fixed on Cyril.
He had only returned to the Rorsted Archipelago that morning to report on his duties when he had been informed of some shocking news and assigned a mission.
Instinctively, he felt that someone in the Tarot Club would know about this matter. Perhaps it had something to do with him or them.
Justice, Audrey, still remembered the name Bansi and asked curiously, "Bansi? Did something happen there again?"
Hanged Man looked around. Seeing that Fate did not seem particularly interested in the matter, his expression hesitated slightly, and he began to doubt whether his earlier guess had been correct.
After a pause, he sat up straighter and repeated the news he had received from Sea Wave Cathedral that morning. "There will no longer be a Bansi Harbor, nor will there be a Bansi Island. It is said that all that remains there is a crescent-shaped bay constantly eroded by the sea."
"Perhaps in a few decades, Bansi will completely disappear from the map."
Seeing that most of the others looked puzzled and somewhat bewildered,