Facing Miss Justice's pleasant greeting, Klein slightly curled his lips and gently nodded in response.
He was about to introduce the lady known as The Hermit to everyone and introduce everyone to her, but found that Miss Justice did not pause and instead turned her gaze to the other side:
“Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man.”
This time, she was not following the order of the Tarot cards but rather the order in which they had joined the gathering.
After this round of greetings, the lady known as The Hermit would get to know everyone without needing me, Mr. Fool, to make separate introductions... Miss Justice was clearly intentional, truly thoughtful. Beyonders of the Spectator pathway, when serious, are truly different in this regard... Klein was taken aback at first, then suddenly understood and silently praised her.
Meanwhile, the Hanged Man, Alger, while responding to Justice Audrey's greeting, cautiously inspected the new member:
Female, barely able to tell she was wearing a black robe with many patterns... Black hair, eyes vaguely purplish... Alger struggled to find distinctive features in the blurry and distorted image.
Suddenly, his heart sank as a scene from months ago at the pirate convention surfaced in his mind:
Scattered starlight miraculously formed a brilliant long bridge between the huge sailboat and the palace deep within the island. Dressed in a black wizard robe, the Star Admiral
That astrolabe felt very much like the strange weather-ball-like device that Alger had once obtained. The latter had eerily and coincidentally shattered after he was pulled into the gathering by Mr. Fool.
“Could it be her? Some similarities in appearance... But the Star Admiral wears glasses, and she does not... Can't be certain; need further observation and evidence. Unfortunately, I only saw her from a distance and don't know much...
“Regardless, I need to be careful. When exchanging information, I must try not to reveal any details concerning my real identity... The World is Mr. Fool's Blessed. Being known by him is absolutely different from being known by others, no, other members...
“After the Sea God incident, Mr. Fool's power has recovered greatly, to the point that he can pull in a pirate general-level powerhouse?”
Thought after thought flashed through the Hanged Man Alger's mind, and even his sitting posture changed slightly.
Mr. Hanged Man's body language tells me he is very guarded, in a defensive stance... He knows that new lady, or has guessed something? How intriguing... Justice Audrey's gaze swept by imperceptibly and then fell on The Sun, Derrick.
At the same time, the Hermit Cattleya was also carefully and seriously examining the members of the
The mysterious purple in her eyes flowed slowly and imperceptibly. Although she could not truly see through the blur and concealment, she could discern the clothing details of others.
“The Hanged Man: middle-aged male, around thirty, hair quite messy, like seaweed, a rare deep blue color—a common mutation in the Sailor pathway... He wears a robe with storm and wave patterns...
“The Sun: a young male, maybe even underage. His clothing style is rare, with an archaic beauty. It is quite form-fitting, suitable for combat. A Beyonder in that area?
“The World: not old and not young, with a gloomy temperament, wearing a hooded robe. Hmm, he gives a feeling of being non-living, similar to
“The Magician: a young woman, wearing a common Loën-style dress. Aside from being a bit languid, nothing special. This type is the easiest to overlook, so I should pay extra attention.
“The Moon: a young man, sitting very casually, black hair, red eyes, wearing a clergyman's robe of the Mother Earth Church... That combination seems to point to only one possibility: a vampire...”
“Mr. Fool's Tarot Club members are indeed not simple. From a preliminary judgment alone, they involve two major churches...” The Hermit Cattleya withdrew her gaze and met the eyes of Justice Audrey, who happened to be looking at her.
Sensing the other's intention to ask, she nodded slightly and said:
“The Hermit.”
Cattleya used ancient Feysac, deliberately not using the more familiar Intis or Loën. She had done the same when communicating with Mr. Fool earlier.
She also noticed one issue: the meeting time Mr. Fool had informed her of was 3 PM Monday,
Does this indicate that the members currently gathered are mainly from Loën? Cattleya formed her own judgment.
“Justice.” Audrey responded with a gentle smile. “Good afternoon, Miss Hermit.”
She had noticed the other's small movements earlier and made a quick summary in her mind:
A very cautious lady, experienced in the supernatural world, calm but not introverted, confident in her observational skills or certain eye-related abilities. And her clothing style and the short scepter hanging at her waist tentatively suggest her Sequence pathway is more inclined toward the mystical. This remains to be verified; perhaps it's just a preference.
At the same time, the Hermit Cattleya also clearly saw Miss Justice's attire:
She wore two dangling earrings, with small and exquisite pendants set with high-quality emeralds. They complemented her emerald-green eyes very well and were clearly quite valuable...