Audrey looked at the Hanged Man, considered her wording for a moment, then asked:
"Ever since I began trying to 'act' as a Spectator, I've almost stopped experiencing irritability or hearing illusory murmurs. Is this a sign that I've fully digested the potion?"
"If so, where should I look for the Psychology Alchemists so I can obtain the Telepathist potion formula?"
Alger, the Hanged Man, patiently waited a few seconds. Seeing that neither the Fool at the head of the table nor Temperance on his side intended to answer, he began organizing his thoughts to respond to Miss Justice's questions.
Just then, however, the new member who had been silent for so long-Derrick Berg, the Sun-suddenly spoke up and joined the conversation:
"The Telepathist potion formula? Do you mean the Telepathist that leads to Psychiatrist later on?"
And so, from the head of the long table, Klein watched helplessly as little Sun divulged a whole pile of information about himself and the City of Silver to Justice and the Hanged Man, so quickly that even Klein had no time to react.
This kid...
If the gray fog hadn't been unable to conceal overly obvious movements, Klein would have nearly covered his face.
No wonder Lin Chuan calls him little Sun. Isn't he far too innocent? He's handing over such crucial information without anyone even having to trick him.
Perhaps I don't even need to use a "trade" as a pretext. If I simply ask little Sun, he'll tell me everything he knows, including everything about the City of Silver... Klein couldn't help marveling inwardly.
After briefly analyzing the idea, he felt it was highly feasible.
Meanwhile, Derrick was feeling ashamed and guilty because he couldn't provide the Telepathist formula at present.
The innocent little Sun had never realized just how