Led by Miss Justice, the members of the Tarot Club greeted and bowed to Mr. Fool at the head of the Bronze Long Table.
Afterward, Klein behind the Gray Fog nodded lightly, signaling everyone to sit.
He slowly swept his gaze around and said with a chuckle, "You seem quite concerned about whether this Tarot Club gathering would proceed as usual."
Sifa casually glanced over the others. He was certain Klein's words were not directed at him.
He had never asked the Fool about that.
It should have been another gathering member who had raised the question.
Moreover, the remark sounded like a relatively gentle rebuke to whoever had asked it.
At that moment, Sifa heard Alger the Hanged Man beside him say in a slightly trembling voice, "We were not devout enough. We thought too much."
Sifa glanced at the neighboring seat and saw the Hanged Man lower his head.
Immediately afterward, Fors the Magician also turned toward the head of the Bronze Long Table, lowered her head, and repeated, "We were not devout enough. We thought too much."
It seemed that quite a few people had asked the Fool whether the Tarot Club gathering could be held as scheduled. Sifa's lips curled slightly. He could understand how the members felt.
"This concern is still normal."
Mr. Fool's voice rang out again, followed by another statement.
"During this period, I used the World's body to play a game with Amon in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. Fortunately, I did not miss this Tarot Club gathering."
Sifa's expression remained unchanged, but his heart tightened slightly.
He believed that among these members, he was probably the only one who understood the truth best.
But he had not expected Amon to bring Klein to the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
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