But remembering Edward's instructions, after greeting everyone, she stole a glance in Edward's direction-Mr. The Tower-and softly said, "Good afternoon," before falling silent.
The others could not tell much about Miss Strength. From her clothing, they could only vaguely guess that she was a lady with rather unusual tastes. As for Miss Empress... another child?
Chapter 414: Cheek
Everyone instinctively looked toward Miss Death.
Sure enough, she was staring at the newcomer in delight, as though she had found a kindred spirit or a comrade.
An irreverent thought inexplicably occurred to Fors: Mr. Fool doesn't have a hobby of collecting short people, does he? If so, Xio would be perfect for the Tarot Club. Compared with these two little ones, she's the truly short one.
Alger the Hanged Man involuntarily frowned, wondering whether the Tarot Club had been expanding too rapidly lately. Or had Mr. Fool's power recovered further, prompting him to make some move?
He silently speculated about the two new members' identities, not underestimating Miss Empress in the slightest because of her height. The last "little one" had three angel-level Wraith Spirits with her. Who knew whether this little one was concealing her abilities too?
Seeing everyone fall silent after exchanging greetings, Klein resisted the urge to say, "Present your petitions, or court is dismissed," and instead smiled faintly. "First, let us congratulate Mr. The Tower on successfully returning from the Forsaken Land of the Gods."
Edward bowed in thanks. "I must thank you for that, Mr. Fool."
Everyone was immediately astonished. The Tower had returned-did that mean the method of offering a sacrifice to Mr. Fool had worked straightaway?
Hope flared in Little Sun Derrick's heart. "Mr. The Tower, did you leave the Forsaken Land of the Gods through a sacrificial offering?"
"That's right."
Derrick immediately pressed,