At that moment, inside Sefirah Castle, in the magnificent hall Klein had manifested,
the other members, including the Fool, were all absent, which made Odysseus feel somewhat unaccustomed to the situation.
Klein, seated at the lowest seat, said, "Thank you for your help today."
Odysseus spread his hands and smiled. "We were merely cooperating. After all, you didn't ask for any of the spoils."
"Compared to the help you provided today, those spoils are nothing worth mentioning," Klein said.
Then he changed the subject. "I'd really like to know what kind of existence helped me today."
"He's an existence possessing profound knowledge," Odys said. "But you can rest assured that I haven't told anyone about the Tarot Club."
Klein asked respectfully, "What is his honorific name?"
Odysseus paused briefly before answering, "Lord of Mysteries."
Klein slowly nodded. No wonder Mr. Gal called himself Admiral of Mysteries. So he actually served the Lord of Mysteries.
Klein could never have imagined that Gal wasn't called Admiral of Mysteries because he served the Lord of Mysteries. Rather, because he was called Admiral of Mysteries, Odysseus had hastily called his superior Lord of Mysteries in a moment of desperation.
Klein then asked, "Why haven't I heard of this god before?"
Odysseus answered vaguely, "Because he is Mysteries."
He had originally thought Klein would ask whether this god was the Hidden Sage. He hadn't expected Klein to ask in this direction, so he hadn't prepared an answer.
At that moment, Klein thought, That's so unfair. The Lord of Mysteries actually gives his subordinates such high-level staffs, while the Fool... sigh, the Fool doesn't have anything to reward his followers with either. Even if he does, he gives it to other followers instead of me, because I'm the Fool.
Taking a deep breath to calm himself,