Lumian-na felt that Franca was looking at her rather strangely, as though she were some rare animal.
They had already escaped that otherworldly space. After its entire upper half had been sliced away, what remained had naturally dissolved into nothing.
Franca's stare made Lumian-na's skin crawl. After a few seconds, she couldn't help asking, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Franca's expression shifted several times before she finally delivered a heartfelt remark: "Who would've thought you were a damn Minor Arcana directly under Mr. Fool-"
Since Mr. Fool was also one of the Major Arcana, it was perfectly reasonable for him to have Minor Arcana under him, wasn't it?
Still, Franca now felt that a tragically thick barrier had sprung up between her and Lumian-na.
The scene that had just unfolded before Franca's eyes had been both thrilling and satisfying. The figure in the sky had merely drawn a walking stick out of thin air and erased the entire upper half of the otherworldly space's sky in an instant.
Without a doubt, this was a feat only an angel, or even a god, could accomplish!
Franca had personally summoned Madam Judgment to help her and hold off the enemy's High Sequence Beyonder.
She had thought she was the only one capable of doing this. Never had she imagined that Lumian-na, whom she wasn't sure whether to call her fellow countrywoman's younger brother or younger sister, would go a step further and directly summon the foremost Major Arcana of the Tarot Club, the Fool!
That was a true god, one of the seven orthodox gods!
This little Trier really does harbor some extraordinary people- Franca sighed softly, feeling a growing warmth toward the younger sister her fellow countrywoman had left behind in this world.
If her previous closeness to