So what Mr. Temperance meant by "whenever I remember" at the beginning was the ritual of sacrifice and bestowment... As expected of our Tarot Club, we exchange supplies and materials using a god's methods!
Well, that first time didn't count. Mr. Fool said it was only an "experiment."
The corners of Audrey's mouth lifted slightly, and her emerald eyes sparkled. The thought of the wondrous scene that would unfold when they carried out their transaction outside the gathering filled her with excitement over this method of trading that surely very few people had ever used.
At the same time, a trace of curiosity and puzzlement arose in her heart-what were Mr. Temperance's own symbolic emblem and honorific name for receiving sacrifices?
But since he had not brought it up himself, Audrey restrained her curiosity and did not ask further.
"Good idea." She first responded cheerfully to Lin Chuan, then turned toward Klein at the head of the long table and raised her hand slightly. "Mr. Fool, I would like to perform a sacrificial ritual immediately after the gathering ends to pay the one thousand pounds I owe Mr. Temperance."
Shrouded in thick gray fog, the Fool maintained his posture and gave his assent in a calm voice:
"You may."
"All right. Thank you, Mr. Fool," Audrey replied happily, bowing slightly.
What Miss Justice did not know was that beneath the gray fog concealing his face, Klein was already secretly gritting his teeth as he struggled to maintain his inscrutable image.
Why did my very first delivery after introducing a logistics service to the Tarot Club have to be that thousand pounds for Lin Chuan?
Wait, Lin Chuan was also the one who taught me the rituals of sacrifice and bestowment...
This realization made Klein suspect that the purpose-or at least