The First Tarot Club Meeting

"Aaaah!!!"

Wilt released his grip. Member of Parliament Maynard, wrapped in black resentment, fell onto the bed and passed out.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind Wilt. "Did you kill him?"

Wilt turned around and saw Trissy. "No, he scared himself unconscious."

Seeing that Maynard had passed out, Wilt sent some resentment into his body so that he would continue having nightmares even while unconscious.

Only then did Wilt ask Trissy curiously, "Didn't you leave? Why did you follow me again?"

"Tch, you think I wanted to follow you?" Trissy said disdainfully.

"If it weren't for Madam Sharon's orders, I wouldn't want to see you again for the rest of my life!"

"But..." Trissy frowned and began to ponder.

"What exactly are you doing? Did you collect all that resentment just to scare people?"

How was that any different from firing a cannon at a mosquito?

"I'm acting to digest my Monster Potion!"

"Hmm... You know about the Acting Method, right?"

"I do." Trissy nodded.

"But I remember that Monster seemed to be controlled by the School of Life, and it should be the starting point of a Pathway. Don't tell me you're only Sequence 9?"

"That's right, I really am a Sequence 9 Monster right now!"

Trissy curled her lip, not believing him one bit.

"Hmph! If you're really Sequence 9, then I'm a Blessed of the Primordial Demoness!"

Wilt: "..."

A Divine Descent Vessel seems to be much the same as a Blessed. Did Trissy just guess the right answer?

Wilt said nothing. He thought it was better not to tell her and simply continued using his Cryptologist abilities to erase the traces of his presence.

Sometimes ignorance is a blessing too!

But just then, he suddenly heard Trissy ask, "Madam Sharon told me to help you, and that I'd get a lot of money afterward..."

"What do you need my help with? Surely it can't be to help you digest your Potion. And how much money will I get in the end?"

Wilt suddenly froze. "Strictly speaking, it really is to help me digest my Potion. But from your point of view, digesting the Potion should only be incidental."

Wilt's voice grew quieter, and the expression vanished from his face. He had suddenly remembered something.

There may be other factors behind the Demoness Sect's decision to cooperate with me. Setting aside the Loen Kingdom and money...

The Assassin Pathway's Sequence 5 is Demoness of Affliction, and Sequence 4 is Demoness of Despair. In the original work, the Despair Nightingale Panatiya used the Backlund Great Smog Incident to digest her Potion. Could they now be planning to use the fraud to digest their Potions too?

Once the fraud succeeds, nobles will inevitably lose large amounts of money or even go bankrupt. That affliction, that despair, as well as the subsequent confrontation and struggle between the two parties and the chaos it causes, are precisely the best fuel for a Demoness to digest her Potion.

Seeing Wilt suddenly fall silent, Trissy couldn't help asking curiously, "Is something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Wilt shook his head.

"You just need to help me as I tell you to. As for how much money you'll get in the end, that depends on the Demoness Sect, because I'll give the payment directly to them."

"All right!" Wilt clapped his hands after cleaning up the traces.

"Now take me to the next noble!"

Over the course of the night, Wilt paid visits to more than a dozen major capitalists.

Every one of them was frightened unconscious, then fell into an endless succession of nightmares.

At one in the morning, Wilt wrapped up his activities and said to Trissy, "That's enough for today!"

"I have things to do tomorrow morning and afternoon, so come find me again in the evening!"

The next morning, Wilt had to continue learning about Beyonder matters from Old Neil, and there was a Tarot Club meeting in the afternoon.

Although the meeting started at three in the afternoon and wouldn't last long, he still had to take it seriously. After all, it was his first time attending.

As for the free time in between, Wilt planned to make some charms in case he needed them.

So he would only have time to continue acting as a Monster in the evening.

Soon! Wilt said to himself.

Give me two more nights and I can finish digesting the Monster Potion in my body. It's also time to look for the materials for the Sequence 8 Robot Potion.

The Tarot Club meeting tomorrow is a perfect chance to try!

The next day.

Everything went normally that morning, and Wilt learned a great deal about Beyonder matters from Old Neil.

It was soon two in the afternoon, and Wilt found another new hotel and rented a room.

He had no choice. Too many people knew where he had been staying. Just yesterday, Madam D and Trissy had arrived at his place at the same time Klein pulled him up to Sefirah Castle. He had to take that as a warning!

Wilt set up a Wall of Spirituality in the room, then quietly watched the clock tick toward three.

At two fifty-nine, he lay down on the bed, and boundless Gray Fog appeared before his eyes.

Wilt closed his eyes and let his spirit body rise higher and higher, until he finally arrived Above the Gray Fog.

There, he saw Klein sitting at the head, shrouded in Gray Fog. Opposite Wilt was a blonde girl whose features he couldn't make out, while beside him was a middle-aged man whose face was just as indistinct.

It looks like Little Sun hasn't joined yet.

Justice Audrey was feeling lost and bewildered because Susie could talk, and was about to ask the Fool and the Hanged Man for help, when she noticed that another person had suddenly appeared Above the Gray Fog.

At that moment, Klein spoke from the head of the table. "This is a new member, Mr. The Lovers!"

Audrey immediately understood. A smile appeared on her face, and she was happy that the Tarot Club was growing.

She lightly lifted her skirt in a curtsy to Klein and said in a cheerful tone, "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool!"

Then Audrey turned to Wilt across from her. "Hello, Mr. The Lovers."

"You can call me Miss Justice, and the gentleman beside you is Mr. Hanged Man!"

Wilt nodded to Audrey and Alger. "Hello!"

Unlike Justice Audrey, however, the Hanged Man was somewhat unhappy.

Mr. Fool actually added a new member without asking for our opinions.

But the Hanged Man quickly realized that Mr. Fool was a mysterious powerhouse who had no need to care what they thought.

To keep the Fool from punishing him, he quickly concealed his displeasure and nodded to Wilt in response.

By then, Audrey had composed herself. She said to Klein, "Mr. Fool, I've collected another page of Emperor Roselle's Diary."

"Very good. Your debt is paid off."

Klein then began reading the diary, and the Tarot Club fell quiet.

Audrey sat up straight and took the opportunity to use her Beyonder Ability to observe the new member.

Black hair and brown eyes. I can't see his face clearly, but he isn't very old. He should only be in his twenties.

Judging by his clothes, they aren't specially made for nobles, but they aren't too shabby either. He's from a middle-class or slightly wealthier family.

As for his personality...

Just then, Audrey suddenly saw Wilt raise his head and smile at her.

Audrey: !!!