A Demigod... Another member of the Tarot Club was about to become a Demigod! Cattleya the Hermit, who had joined last and still knew little about The Tower, was deeply struck. Perhaps this was what made a council held before a God who could answer believers' prayers at any time so terrifying...
To the members gathered here, many difficulties and obstacles simply weren't problems! As long as they paid the price, they could make an "Equivalent Exchange"!
Then she compared herself. She was only in her twenties, but it had been seven or eight years since she became a Sequence 5 and earned the title Admiral of Stars. Only in the past year or two had she felt confident enough to attempt the leap to Demigod and begun preparing for it. She had thought that was remarkably fast.
But now, she might not even be the Tarot Club's next Demigod... Both The World and Judgment could get there before her.
Derrick the Sun felt genuine joy. Miss Temperance rarely spoke, but she was close to Mr. World, who had always helped him. Some of his gratitude naturally extended to her.
Besides, the grain and the food called Wolf Fish Canned Food that Miss Temperance had provided last week had been a tremendous help to the City of Silver!
The latter didn't taste good, but it was still normal, uncontaminated food... And quite a few members of the hunting teams actually liked the flavor...
As Derrick's thoughts wandered, he wished he could become a Demigod as soon as she did, then become a light for the City of Silver.
Alger the Hanged Man wasn't surprised that Temperance was seeking to become a Demigod. At the last Tarot Club meeting, she had stopped asking to buy the Demigod Mummy. He had guessed