"Mr. Fool, and ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon~"

Perhaps life is quite comfortable in the family castle in his hometown, and today the tone of "Just" Audrey is particularly brisk.

But "The Hanged Man" Alger doesn't have time to admire, he is now sandwiched between "Queen" and "the world", feeling like a clown.

Driven away by Lieutenant Admiral Dusk's fleet, the "Blue Avengers", who were supposed to arrive at Hakata Port on Monday morning for repairs and supplies, left their original course and are still floating on the seas, so a full third of the members of the Tarot Society had to attend the party on this ghost ship.

As early as this morning, Angel secretly found the "hanged man" Alger and asked him to find a way to support Gelman Sparrow so that he would not disturb her during the tarot meeting.

While Alger confirmed through this request that the "Queen" still did not know the identity of the "world", he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Aren't you two on good terms? When I asked whether I wanted to live in separate rooms or together, we both had obvious hesitation, and we stayed together every day during the trip, learning about the history of the Quaternary and Quaternary periods, and why didn't the "queen" know that Gelman was "the world"?

However, remembering that the harvest of his adventure on the primeval island remained in Angel's hands and had not yet been distributed, Alger had no choice but to agree, found two sailors, and "bumped into" Gelman, who was going to Angel's room to make up for her, and invited him to play cards in the lounge.

Sure enough, Gelman, who also did not want to reveal his identity, readily agreed, and when he approached the start of the tarot meeting, he made an excuse to leave the table, got into the ship's rudimentary bathroom, locked the door, and did not move.

Oh, I hope that on the day his true identity is discovered, he won't confess to me who helped me. And when I gave the sailors a task to take Gelman, they looked at me strangely, I really wasn't that kind of person...... Alger glanced at the "Queen" sitting directly across from him, and secretly smiled bitterly.

Angel, who was watched by him, was equally absent-minded, and she used the help of the "Hanged Man" to break Klein away and prevent him from being frozen in place and pushing the door in the tarot meeting, and she had been immersed in a feeling of guilt.

Next time, next time, I will definitely find a chance to confess to him......

"Mr. Fool, this time I found two pages of Russell the Great's diary, and I think that as a 'baron', I will soon be able to obtain more resources within the Blood Clan, which of course includes more diaries."

"Moon," Emlyn said first, unabashedly puffing out his chest, making his already tall and tall stand out even more.

Absentmindedly glancing at the diary that appeared in front of him, Crane secretly looked at Angel on his left hand side under the cover of the gray mist, and although he knew that the other party would not notice, he still looked away with a weak heart.

The gray mist next to the table seemed to sense his thoughts, and leaned more "eccentricly" next to Angel, making it difficult for her to unconsciously see the details of the movements of others, especially the "fool".

Klein could guess that the sailor and the game were prepared by the "hanged man" for himself, and this must have been commissioned by Angel, although it gave him an excuse to stay alone in the bathroom, but he still felt a strong sense of shame.

Find a chance to confess to her...... Of course, not the business of confessing to the "fool", but the "world...... He first manipulated the puppet "World" sitting directly across from him to make him move slightly so that he would not be mistaken for a corpse, and then he began to read the diary.

While the first three people at the long table inadvertently exchanged glances, because they had only recently joined the Tarot Society, Gardelia, the "hermit" who sat the farthest away from the "world", was also observing the others.

After guessing the identity of Miss "Queen" at the last tarot meeting, she tried several transactions and information exchanges to figure out the approximate level of the party.

Aside from Mr. Fool, and the suspected Sequence 5, the "Queen" who can murder the Bishop of the Church of the Storm, there doesn't seem to be anything particularly important to pay attention to...... Most of the other members are members of a certain church or secret organization or small circle, and their status is not high, but they are all young and promising, maybe this is the standard for "fools" to pull people, and their value is not high for the time being, but it is worth investing?

It's a pity that I don't need other people's investment and I don't want to invest in other people...... Well, except for Mr. "Fool", when she replies to my letter, it seems that this being can test the attitude of this being towards Russell the Great...... Until then, limit contact and don't expose yourself.

She pondered, looking cautiously at the other members, using the "Voyeur's Eye", which could not be closed on its own after reaching the "Voyeur" Sequence 5 "Astrologer", and could see through most of the secrets.

After focusing the gaze for a long time, this ability can see through the gray fog to a certain extent and observe the aura of other members.

Of course, she didn't dare to stare at the top of the Fool like this, not to mention whether this would constitute a crime of disrespect, just talking about the danger, it was not something she could afford in a sequence 5.

The uncontrolled escape of spirituality indicates that Mr. "The Sun" has recently been promoted? It seems that after he got the materials I provided, he has become a "sun god".

And last week, Mr. "Moon" was just promoted to "Potions Professor", if this is the norm in the Tarot Society, it means that there is a promotion sequence of members almost every week, even if their order is not high, promotion is relatively easy, which is too fast......

The more I thought about it, the more surprised I became, and the members of the "Hermit" Gardelia looked at each other and were pleased to find that except for the sun, none of the other members showed their state after promotion.

But when her gaze carefully bypassed Mr. "Fool" and landed on "Queen", she found that there was a mysterious gray mist around her that was far more than the other members, almost second only to the Fool who organized the party.

Others don't seem to be able to see this state, only the "Voyeur Eye" can observe the anomaly, and she also has a relationship with this mysterious field? No, the gray mist didn't seem to be close to her, but ...... Vigilance, defense?

I wanted to take a closer look, but Mr. Fool's gaze made her heart tighten, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

"Let's get started."

With Mr. Fool's command, the long bronze table suddenly became lively.

"Everyone, I have been promoted to 'Sun Priest', thank you for your help."

"The Sun" Derrick spoke first, and solemnly thanked the few people who provided the recipe and materials individually.

"As a result, I was given access to more books and materials in Silver City, and I was given the method that Mr. 'World' needed before, to remove the spiritual contamination from the extraordinary characteristics."

Wait, wait, you say it so directly...... Klein's expression was dull, and he first glanced at Angel and found that she didn't react in the slightest, so he breathed a sigh of relief and manipulated the "world" to ask:

"Pass it to me immediately via a note."

He deliberately showed a hint of eagerness to become a real living person for the "world", and Klein Moretti was the foreshadowing.

"I want to join the trade too, what do I need in exchange?"

Angel immediately asked.

She knew that Crane possessed an extraordinary trait tainted by a reckless "Secret Puppet Master", and if she could get a way other than "Angel's Full Blow", she might be able to help him solve his problems and be promoted as soon as possible.

"No, I'll make this public as a thank you for your help."

The Sun's sincere answer made many people present bow their heads in shame, including Klein, who was ready to share the information for himself.

Soon, everyone got the parchment that Darik had revealed.

"Using items that steal extraordinary abilities, stealing Contamination and concocting extraordinary traits into potions before it returns, Pollution is homeless...... It's a very clever method, and the night watchman team in Tingen City has a seal that can steal power, 'Vascular Thief', but if Klein and I appear there, it will be considered a corpse ......."

Angel looked at the solution provided by the sun and thought to herself.

"Another option is to use a magical item in Silver City, shatter the extraordinary properties, and then let it gather slowly...... Isn't this what Mr. Azik called 'the full force of the angel'? This shows that the magical item has the personality of an angel, and it is likely to be at the level of a '0' level seal, heh, this kind of seal I know is only '0-08', and to look for it is to find death......"

Klein was also analyzing the information, and then sighed in unison with Angel.

None of them are available now......

"Actually, there is another way," looking at the parchment in his hand, the "Hermit" suddenly spoke, "The 'Darkless One' of the 'Sun' path can directly purify the spiritual pollution of extraordinary characteristics. ”

"The Darkless", that's the path sequence 4 where Mr. Sun is, but when he is promoted to a demigod, I'm afraid I won't need this plan...... Klein looked at Gardelia curiously, surprised at how generously she provided information.

Could it be that she thinks that the other people in the Tarot Society are not of a high level, so she doesn't plan to hide herself and observe carefully? I really expect her to know Angel's identity and know the reaction of the "Lieutenant General of the Disease" after the flagship......

"Thank you for your information, Ms. Hermit."

He manipulated "World" to answer in a deep voice, then chuckled and continued:

"Also, ten days ago, the 'Black Death', the flagship of the 'Lieutenant General of the Disease', sank near Byam, and I would like to know the details of it."

Black Death, that's not ...... The upside-down hanged man subconsciously looked at Angel, glanced at the "world" again, and suddenly realized.

The "world" has a close relationship with the "queen", it is impossible not to know the inside information, he is to deter the new member "hermit" who has changed his attitude somewhat!

Heh, since last week, I have felt that she lacks a necessary reverence for the Tarot Society, for Mr. Fool, and even if the generous Mr. Fool does not make a move, it is necessary to let her know that our strength is no less than that of a pirate general......

Thinking that he had formed an alliance of three people and had begun to stand with the "queen" and "the world", he immediately spoke:

"I know some rumors that Tracy's 'Black Death' was blown to pieces that night, hundreds of crew members, the most elite of her men fell into the water with herself, and fled in a hurry under the pursuit of the military and the Storm Church, half of the sailors, more than five of the Extraordinary Men's men were captured or killed on the spot, and in the short term the 'Sick Lieutenant General' should not be able to compete with other pirate generals."

The flagship of Tracy's personal seat was blown to pieces...... The same fate as the other capital ship of the "Sick Lieutenant General", the "City Breaker"? Could it be that Angelica Thatch, that is, Miss "Queen", did it?

Gardelia, who was also a pirate general, couldn't sit still, and she stole a glance at the "Queen" and found that the latter was calm and unashamed of this achievement.

Justice, the moon, the magician, and the others were also attracted by her somewhat shocked gaze and looked at Angel.

Realizing that she had become the center of attention in the venue, Angel came back to her senses from her thoughts, she smiled indifferently, and said:

"The crystallized feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon, the fruit of the psychedelic bell tree, and some kind of giant spider compound eye that turns into a flame lance, does anyone want to buy it?"

What?

Except for Crane, who silently closed his eyes behind the gray mist, everyone was stunned.

(End of chapter)