Above the boundless grayish-white fog, within the ancient palace that seemed like the dwelling place of gods.
Deep crimson rays shot up one after another on both sides of the Bronze Long Table, solidifying into blurry figures.
"Justice" Audrey immediately rose to her feet, lightly lifting her skirt as she led the Tarot Club members in bowing toward the seat at the very top.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."
She was not particularly saddened, but the outbreak of war still prevented her from letting the ends of her words rise as lightly as they once had.
Once the members had finished paying their respects and taken their seats, Audrey swept her gaze across them and habitually began observing.
Miss Judgment and Miss Magician were both in poor spirits. They seemed exhausted, as though they had not rested in a long time...
After the war began, MI9's workload had indeed grown much heavier. It was normal for Xio to be busy... But what was going on with Fors? Although she had often gone "traveling" alone across the world lately, with her personality, how could she possibly tire herself out?
Miss Temperance still resembled a puppet more than a living person. Nothing could be discerned from her... Perhaps only after I advance to Demigod could I glimpse her thoughts.
Madam Hermit was completely in a "relaxed" state, which had rarely happened before... Before coming to the Tarot Club, had she been near someone she trusted deeply?
Mr. World was much the same as Miss Temperance. Nothing could be discerned from him either.
Mr. Star and Mr. Moon both seemed to have something on their minds. Perhaps they would choose to share it later...
The Sun's emotions were somewhat complicated. He was both excited and secretly worried... He would most likely soon begin exploring