Chapter 84: Clothing Details

Chapter 84: Clothing Details

Faced with Miss Justice’s pleasing greeting, the corners of Klein’s mouth lifted slightly, and he gave a light nod in response.

He was just about to introduce Madam Hermit to everyone and everyone to Madam Hermit when he discovered that Miss Justice did not stop at all. Her gaze turned toward the other side.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man.”

This time, she no longer followed the order of the Tarot cards. Instead, she followed the order in which everyone had joined.

Once this round of greetings is complete, Madam Hermit will know everyone, and there will be no need for me, Mr. Fool, to make a separate introduction… Miss Justice is clearly doing this on purpose. How thoughtful. When a Beyonder in the Spectator domain becomes serious, she really is different in this respect… Klein was first stunned, then immediately understood. He secretly praised her.

At the same time, The Hanged Man Alger returned Justice Audrey’s greeting while cautiously sizing up the new member.

Female. I can barely tell she is wearing a black robe, with quite a few patterns on it… Her hair color is black. Her eyes seem a little purple… Alger struggled to pick out characteristics from the other party’s blurry and distorted figure.

Suddenly, his heart sank. A scene he had seen several months ago at the pirate conference surfaced in his mind.

Falling starlight had wondrously formed a brilliant bridge between the enormous sailing ship and the palace deep within the island. Admiral of Stars Cattleya, wearing a black wizard’s robe, walked through midair, an astrolabe, short scepter, and other items hanging from her waist.

And the feeling of that astrolabe had been very similar to the strange object resembling a weather bottle that Alger had once obtained. After he had been pulled into the gathering by Mr. Fool, the latter had strangely, coincidentally shattered.

“Could it be her? In appearance, there are certain similarities… However, Admiral of Stars wears glasses, while she does not… I cannot confirm it. I need to observe further and search for evidence. Unfortunately, I only saw her once from far away and do not know much about her…

“No matter what, I must be careful. When exchanging information, I should try my best not to reveal any details involving my real situation… The World is Mr. Fool’s Blessed. Having my identity known by him is absolutely different from having it known by someone else—no, by another member…

“After the Sea God incident, Mr. Fool’s power has recovered substantially. He can even pull in someone at the level of a pirate admiral?”

Thought after thought flashed through The Hanged Man Alger’s heart, and even his sitting posture changed slightly.

Mr. Hanged Man’s body language tells me he is very guarded and in a defensive state… Does he know the new lady, or did he guess something? That is truly intriguing… Justice Audrey’s gaze swept over without leaving a trace, then moved toward The Sun Derrick.

At this moment, The Hermit Cattleya was also cautiously and seriously examining the Tarot Club members according to the order of greeting.

The mysterious purple in her eyes flowed slowly and almost imperceptibly. Although she could not truly see through the blur and concealment, she could still identify details of the others’ clothing.

The Hanged Man: a mature male, in his thirties. His hair is relatively messy, like seaweed, and is an uncommon deep blue. That is a common mutation in the Sailor pathway… He wears a robe patterned with storms and waves… A member of the Church of Storms? Cattleya’s pupils shrank slightly. Without showing anything unusual, she moved her gaze away and continued sizing up the other members.

The Sun: a young male, perhaps not yet an adult. His clothing style is rare and possesses an ancient aesthetic. It is quite tight-fitting and suited to combat. A Beyonder in that respect?

The World: neither elderly nor juvenile. His aura is gloomy, and he wears a hooded robe. Hm. He has the feeling of a non-living person. Is this similar to Senor? Or Steel Maviti? Or perhaps a Sequence I do not know of?

The Magician: a young woman wearing a common Loen-style dress. Aside from seeming somewhat lazy, she has no particular traits. This kind of person is the easiest to overlook, and therefore deserves even more attention.

The Moon: a young male, seated very casually. Black hair, red eyes, wearing the robes of an Earth Mother priest… There seems to be only one possible combination: a vampire…

The members of Mr. Fool’s Tarot Club truly are not simple. Just from an initial judgment, two major Churches are involved… The Hermit Cattleya withdrew her gaze and met the eyes of Justice Audrey, who just happened to look over.

Sensing the other party’s questioning intent, Cattleya gave a slight nod and said, “Hermit.”

She used ancient Feysac, deliberately avoiding the Intisian and Loenese she was more accustomed to. She had done the same when speaking with Mr. Fool earlier.

At the same time, she had noticed one issue: the meeting time Mr. Fool had informed her of earlier was three o’clock Monday afternoon, Backlund time.

Does this mean most members attending the gathering are currently Loenese? Cattleya had her own judgment regarding this.

“Justice.” Audrey smiled lightly in response. “Good afternoon, Madam Hermit.”

She had noticed those small movements Cattleya had just made and gave a simple summary in her mind:

A rather cautious lady with extensive experience in the supernatural world. Calm but not introverted. Very confident in her observational ability, or in certain powers related to her eyes. Her clothing style and the short scepter hanging at her waist preliminarily suggest that her Sequence pathway leans more toward the mystical. That remains to be verified. It may simply be personal preference.

At the same time, The Hermit Cattleya also saw Miss Justice’s attire clearly.

She wears two dangling earrings with small, delicate pendants inlaid with emeralds of extremely high quality. They complement her green eyes very well and are clearly valuable…

The necklace around her neck has a unique style and is decorated with so many diamonds they are hard to count at a glance, yet it does not appear ostentatious…

Her beige, waist-cinching long dress is simple but beautiful. The cut is refined and elegant, like the work of a master fashion designer…

As detail after detail swept past, Cattleya could not help closing her eyes briefly.

A girl of seventeen or eighteen… exceedingly wealthy… Her movements and bearing suggest a noble of no low status. A Loen noble? For some reason, Cattleya sighed inwardly.

After Justice Audrey finished her round of greetings, without needing Klein to introduce her separately, all the original members of the Tarot Club knew Madam Hermit, and Hermit knew them.

Just after sitting steadily, Audrey once again turned toward the head of the bronze long table.

“Mr. Fool, I am away from home, so I only managed to collect one page of Roselle’s diary.”

At the previous gathering, she had provided two pages, leaving only two more pages to repay her debt. But since she was staying at the manor, even if she frequently went into town as a guest, she had only collected one page.

In addition, because of the new member, Madam Hermit, she cautiously avoided mentioning the Psychology Alchemists, Backlund, or East Chester County.

Roselle’s diary… Diary?! Cattleya nearly failed to control herself and turn her head quickly toward Miss Justice on the same side.

She clearly remembered that the tall, beautiful figure had once sighed:

“That is not a notebook. It is his diary. But other than him, no one will ever be able to read it.”

The Tarot Club members know that Roselle’s notes are his diary? Mr. Fool is collecting Roselle’s diary? Is He working on deciphering that part of history and searching for secrets hidden inside it? That does seem more like a revived ancient god… Suspicion and shock rose in Cattleya’s heart one after another.

She maintained outward calm and merely turned her head normally to observe the first “transaction.”

Having gone through many things and climbed step by step to become one of the seven pirate admirals, she knew that the most important thing she should do after joining the Tarot Club was to listen more and speak less!

“Mr. Fool, I obtained three pages,” The Magician Fors said with a smile.

These were what Dorian Gray had mailed along with his letter.

During last week’s gathering, because her teacher had not replied and because the weather had been too cold for her to go out and attend Beyonder gatherings, she had not provided a single page.

The Sun Derrick followed closely after.

“Mr. Fool, I have copied down new ancient-god legends.”

Tsk. He always uses ancient-god legends to get by… The Moon Emlyn glanced at The Sun with contempt.

Suddenly, he thought of something. The Sun claimed that the City of Silver worshiped the Lord who created everything, yet he had never hidden that the Giant King Aurmir had left an influence on them. But he had never mentioned the Giant Queen Omebella, whom the Nation of Silver had originally believed in.

Could it be that the City of Silver is not the same as the Nation of Silver? I will test him later… Emlyn had never been able to let go of The Sun slandering the Blood Clan.

Four pages of Roselle’s diary and one ancient-god legend. Not bad at all… I wonder if there is any information about that High Elf named Cohinem… Sigh. After Mr. Hanged Man learned that The World is my Blessed, I can no longer use The World to ask questions without any scruples… The Fool Klein’s thoughts raced, and he chuckled softly.

“Very good.”

He helped Miss Justice, Miss Magician, and Little Sun materialize the corresponding contents respectively, letting them flash into his hand. Then, as if casually, he began browsing them.

Mr. Fool does not seem to be deciphering… He—He can read Emperor Roselle’s diary? He—what is His origin? What exactly is His true identity? The Hermit Cattleya suddenly felt indescribable horror and fear rise within her heart.

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze and looked down at the bronze long table, as though memorizing the ancient patterns on its surface.

Madam Hermit’s reaction to Mr. Fool being able to interpret Roselle’s diary is beyond what I imagined. She cares deeply about this matter, or perhaps she herself is involved in it somehow? Justice Audrey pressed her lips together thoughtfully.

Although the other party had concealed it quickly and naturally, for a Sequence 7 of the Spectator pathway, it was still obvious enough.

Klein also noticed the new member Madam Hermit’s abnormality, because he had wanted to see what reaction a knowledgeable member of the Moses Ascetic Order would have to this matter. The result rather surprised him.

Was that reaction a little too intense? Klein had no time to think further. His gaze moved toward the first page of Roselle’s diary.