045 Tarot club meeting

　　Monday, August 27.

　　Klein, who worked the night shift at Chanis Gate last night, returned home. After Mr. Devil's good morning greeting, he slept soundly all morning, and then was brutally woken up when Mr. Devil was having lunch.

　　Fortunately, the chore maid hired yesterday was very diligent. After he woke up, he immediately prepared a hot lunch, which comforted Mister Fool's wounded heart.

　　After his growling stomach was comforted by lunch, Klein picked up a Tingen Candide and used the act of reading the newspaper to cover up his thoughts.

　　After guarding Chanis Gate, he got two days off, and he planned to use this opportunity to be promoted to the clown.

　　After all, although the Extraordinary conflict in Tingen City has gradually stabilized, neither the envoy of the Aurora Order, the unborn heir of the evil god, nor the audience who has been hiding in the dark have no intention of showing up.

　　In addition, Mr. Azik has gone to Backlund, and now his thirst for power has almost reached a critical point.

　　"After the Tarot Club, I will go buy extraordinary materials..."

　　Klein thought so, finished his lunch hastily, then returned to his bedroom, and began to think about how to go out in disguise for a while.

　　...

　　"It's done." Snow read through the copy in front of him once again, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he set it on fire. He wanted to achieve many goals in today's Tarot Club meeting, so the plan was written in great detail.

　　With the passage of time, Snow slowly regained his energy from his sluggish appearance. Following the burst of crimson light in front of his eyes, he reappeared in front of the ancient mottled bronze long table. Opposite him, the only Tarot Club woman, Miss Justice got up as usual, but obviously, this time she seemed a little impatient, and she didn't greet each other one by one as usual:

　　"Good afternoon, Mister Fool, I'm sorry, I didn't get Emperor Roselle's diary this week, but Backlund's situation has improved, and I should be able to attend some extraordinary circle gatherings this week!"

　　"Yes." Although Klein was a little disappointed, he still maintained the majesty of the Fool, and after Mr. Fool responded, Audrey immediately said eagerly:

　　"Mr. Sun, have you got the 'Mind Reader' formula?"

　　Little Sun's reputation is naturally excellent. Although he managed to get enough of the mind-reader's formula and extraordinary materials needed by the singer by becoming a seller, he didn't show it. Wrote the potion formula with help of fool.

　　And Mr. Fool was also very considerate, helping Miss Justice change the name of the material into a modern name.

　　Probably due to not getting the diary of Emperor Roselle, Miss Justice was a little guilty after receiving the formula, and immediately said:

　　"Mr. Fool, in order to express my apology and to compensate for the difference in the price of this transaction, I am willing to provide three hundred and fifty pounds to your favored one."

　　"Three hundred and fifty pounds?!" Mister Fool, who thought he was about to bid farewell to those cute little coins today, said indifferently, pretending not to have the slightest interest in money:

　　"A reasonable deal."

　　Speaking of this, Klein remembered that Miss Justice had no messenger, and then presented the unused Backlund anonymous account on parchment and handed it to Miss Justice. At the same time, he murmured in his heart——

　　"The messenger is really easy to use, maybe I should ask Mr. Azik, how I can get a messenger?"

　　After sorting out the financial situation, Klein held down the neatly written parchment that Mister Devil had silently manifested, which should be called Penradax's Diary. He didn't rush to read it, but looked at the small sun--

　　"What compensation do you hope to obtain?"

　　Hearing this, Little Sun thought for a moment, and then replied:

　　"I don't have any items that I'm eager to get recently, but I should be able to digest the 'Singer' potion quickly, so the compensation will be accumulated first, um, as preparations for the Sequence Eight formula, or necessary materials. "

　　"Even if I know the material, I can't send it to you... If you are really in the Land Abandoned by God, even a messenger can't deliver it?" Although Klein didn't know whether the Land Abandoned by God was real or not. You can summon couriers, but after all, it is a place with Sequence Four combat power. If mere couriers can come in and out at will, it is impossible to be trapped for so many years.

　　Just when Klein nodded and was about to read Penradax's diary, Miss Justice also noticed the word "digestion" in Little Sun's words, and asked carefully:

　　"Mr. Sun, have you mastered the acting method?"

　　When Little Sun heard the words, his eyes showed a bit of confusion, but he still replied calmly: "This is not something to be surprised by. The general education class in the City of Silver teaches 'acting'..."

　　"Snapped!"

　　Just when the Hanged Man and justice were surprised that this kind of knowledge was taught in the general education class, there was a soft sound, and everyone turned their heads together, but found that has always seemed to not take any knowledge into account. Mr. Devil, who took things to heart, unexpectedly showed a shocked expression that even the gray fog could not block.

　　"Mr. Demon lost his composure like this? It shouldn't be!" If anyone was surprised at this time, it must be Mister Fool sitting at the top of the long bronze table, because he may be the person who knows the background of Mr. Demon best among these people.

　　How could a Beyonder who possessed a Beyonder item likely to come from a high-sequence, possess information related to the gods, and have a family inheritance, be shocked by the popularity of impersonation?

　　Unless, this acting method has a deeper secret!

　　Thinking of this, Mister Fool slowed down the speed of picking up the diary, and Mister Devil, as he "hoped", asked in an unprecedented serious tone:

　　"Can you tell me about the beliefs and population of your City of Silver?"

　　"Why does Mr. Devil ask this? What does general education teach impersonation, and what does it have to do with beliefs and population?"

　　Perhaps it was because he noticed that everyone was looking at him with curious eyes, or because he simply felt that there was nothing to hide, Little Sun nodded slightly and said:

　　"Our City of Silver believes in the creator of everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God. There are more than 2,000 people in the city."

　　Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Tarot club, Snow took a deep breath, and then said in a serious and deep tone:

　　"Although I don't know whether your so-called omniscient and omnipotent God is the one I know, and I don't know if your Silver City is in the place I know, but if I expected it right, he should have not responded to you for a long time?"

　　"How do you know? What else do you know? Can you tell me? I can trade everything I can offer!"