At the Tarot Club meeting.
Raphael, the Devil, was discussing a deal with Cattleya, the Hermit, to transport the people of Sorn City to Gass Island.
As one of the most formidable Admirals of Pirates, Cattleya also had connections through Queen Mystic and the Moses Ascetic Order, allowing her to assemble a large fleet in a short time.
However, she was not confident she could bring everyone out in one trip, so she suggested transporting the people of Sorn City in three batches.
Raphael, the Devil, considered it. "That works too."
"I'll take the job," Cattleya, the Hermit, said readily. "Of course, I won't be going myself. I'll entrust it to someone with sufficient ability and experience. As for payment, I want two hundred thousand pounds."
She knew the Devil was very wealthy now, so she had named such a high price.
Klein, the Fool, sighed inwardly. Back when she took me to the God War Ruins, she only asked for a thousand pounds.
But Klein also understood that the two jobs were entirely different. He had gone alone, whereas Raphael now needed to bring a large group of people out of there.
Raphael agreed without hesitation. "Fine."
Cattleya felt a pang of regret. I asked for too little.
But with the negotiations already at this stage, she could hardly say anything more. "Deal."
Once that discussion was over, everyone discussed a few other topics, and the Tarot Club meeting ended.
West Borough, Backlund.
Returning to the real world, Raphael took a deep breath. Everything that needed coordinating had been settled. It was time to put the pilgrimage on the agenda.
He entered the Dark Hut and, appearing as the Lord of Evil Desires, instructed High Priest Zed to prepare for the pilgrimage.
Over the next few days, Raphael made