Compared to previous times, "The Sun" Deric has clearly grown more astute, no longer relying awkwardly solely on verbal descriptions. After securing the "Knight of Cups'" agreement, he manifested a series of vivid scenes—interrupted yet purposeful—before the members of the Tarot, sequentially presenting the journey and his perceived highlights to the "Hanged Man," "Justice," "Magician," and "World." He then supplemented these with appropriate explanations. The walls that had collapsed into darkness, the streets passing through the ruins of once-mighty buildings, the dusty white and blue hues illuminated by animal-skin lanterns, the ancient temples supported by stone columns, the statues suspended on dark crosses, the series of frescoes depicting the "Fallen Divine" bearing the sins of humanity instead of mankind, the strikingly beautiful mushrooms, the altar with its strange, suddenly opened eyes, and the young boy with golden hair, Jack, hidden in the background—all came to life, appearing directly and authentically before the gathered members of the Tarot. The eerie, dim atmosphere, the ever-present peril, and the unfolding strangeness stirred profound excitement and intense interest in "Justice" Audrey. This is precisely the state of affairs surrounding the Silver City—more compelling than any novel I've ever read. It's the very magic of mystery, the unknown, and terror intertwined. Of course, for the humans living there, it's far from pleasant. Audrey's thoughts drifted, yearning to become a powerful being of half-divine, half-human stature, and eager to embark on adventures in that land ruled by darkness and storms. However, this would extend the storytelling duration, and my spiritual stamina wouldn't be able to sustain a full movie screening for everyone here. The longer we remain in the gray mist, the higher the chance of adverse developments from outside... Kline suddenly felt grateful. The figure of "The Hangman," Aljer, quietly finished and carefully reflected on it, asking "The Sun," Deric, to once again display the key elements he had highlighted on the bronze long table—among them was the mural depicting the "Fallen Cosmological Being" confronting the six "Evil Gods." "Which of these are the Evil Gods?" Aljer gazed at the cephalopod monster wrapped in lightning, standing on waves of darkness, adorned with bird-feather cloak, and wielding a trident, his mind suddenly forming associations. Deric shook his head honestly: "I didn't know. I thought you would recognize them." Both "Justice," Audrey, and "The Magician," Fols, turned their attention toward the scene, carefully observing it several times, yet still couldn't identify any specific candidate. They originally thought this was one of the six ancient deities from the mythos of Silver City, but they couldn't find enough correspondences—after all, the ancient deities included dragons, elves, giants, phoenixes, and the destruction-wracking wolf, yet the mural depicted only a single giant. This… The Fool studied it carefully, his pupils nearly contracting. He had previously been mindful of his posture and hadn't fully examined the mural at first. Now, he finally noticed the discrepancy. This was remarkably similar to the six divine statues he had seen in the underground ruins of the Thord family—one being the standard version, the other the blackened, fallen version. It was indeed unsettling, especially the Earth Mother, the Storm Sovereign, and the Eternal Sun—no longer merely darkened into evil deities, but transformed into grotesque monsters. Klein didn't experience the sudden epiphany of revelation regarding the truth. It was entirely expected that the "True Progenitors" would discredit the six deities and distort their images. Yet, one couldn't entirely ignore the potential suggested by the fresco, just as I had previously believed that the divine beings lacked human forms, remaining only in symbolic representations—until the statues discovered in the Thord family's underground ruins made me question that conviction more deeply. It now seemed clear that the establishment of divine imagery had undergone a long evolution, concealing numerous secrets. Upon seeing the "Justice" lady intently examining the fresco, completely oblivious to the "Fool's" demeanor, Caine immediately felt relieved. This matter directly concerned whether the smaller "Sun" could escape its peculiar predicament of repeating a limited segment of life. Thus, he decided to share what he knew. Of course, a detailed exposition of the six divine figures found within the underground ruins would not align with the "Fool's" established identity. Instead, he intended to manipulate the "World" to achieve this. This also aligned perfectly with his ongoing effort to equate the "World" with Sherlock Holmes Moriarty. "The Fool" should simply speak with profound mystery: "Night, sun, storm, wisdom, earth, giant," and then offer no further explanation, no extra description at all... Kline paused for two seconds, and allowed "World" to speak in a strained voice: "I've seen similar statues." Once he had captured everyone's attention, he added: "During an expedition to explore the fourth age's ruins." Odile, representing "Justice," was deeply interested, yet maintained a measured composure: "Mr. World, what did those statues look like? Could you show us? Of course, if you'd prefer not to, or if you'd like compensation, we can discuss that." "No, because this will also help clarify some of my own questions," said "World" with a grave smile. He feigned a request to "Mr. Fool," then, upon receiving permission, brought into being one by one the six divine statues and their corresponding holy emblems. Leaning against the full moon, the lady with layered yet uncluttered garments appears slightly hazy, yet exudes an exceptional grace. Her black gown is studded with scattered glimmers of starlight, as if the night sky itself, enhanced by the distinctive emblem of darkness—the sacred sign of justice—immediately identifies her as the night goddess she has long revered. The statue bears a striking resemblance to the evil deity depicted in the upper left corner of the mural, though with a more human face and without the eerie eyes hidden throughout the surrounding environment. Desecration! This is a desecration of the goddess! Audrey suddenly felt furious, yet quickly calmed herself. As the most renowned of the evil deities, it was expected that the faithful would distort the image of the goddess—yet why would there be a human statue of the goddess within this underground sanctuary? Didn’t the doctrine state that the divine beings were represented only by symbols? Audrey furrowed her brows, lost in thoughtful contemplation. Aljer, the "Hanged Man," was somewhat taken aback, murmuring with a sigh: "So the six deities depicted in the fresco were indeed distorted. They once truly bore human forms..." This might very well explain why the major churches have long sought the 'Land Abandoned by the Gods'—perhaps that land truly lies deep within the Sunya Sea. Indeed, it's surely not in any ordinary state, otherwise the divine beings would have surely noticed. Aljer silently added these thoughts to himself. "These are the deities she believes in. Throughout the northern and southern continents, the Seven Deities have always been held in equal regard!" "Legend has it that the deity of steam and machinery—originally the artisan deity—only emerged in the Fourth Age. It seems this is indeed true, and His emergence appears to have occurred in the late to mid-Fourth Age, rather than in the early or mid-periods..." "The Hangman" explained half-assertively, half-guessing. He possessed an undeniable enthusiasm for such topics. "Ah, so it is," Fyrs felt a little uneasy, as she hadn't carefully studied the *Sacred Text of Steam and Machinery*, and her faith seemed more of a habitual practice than a deep conviction. "Sun," Deric, no longer dwelling on the previous matter, asked instead, "Is this mural the key point?" "Perhaps. You might try to challenge it, but don't—oh, don't—make the Head Suspect." The "Hanged Man" had originally intended to say that one should not attempt to recite the names of any of the Six Deities, for otherwise they might very well descend directly upon the "Land of Divine Abandonment." But after careful reflection, he realized that the small "Sun" simply did not know the corresponding name. "Thank you so much, Mr. Hanged Man," Derek said sincerely. "You're always so kind and warm-hearted. And also, Miss Justice, Miss Magician, Mr. World—your kindness is no less admirable." Kindness? Warm-heartedness? The "Hanged Man" didn't know what to respond. This was the first time he had ever been described in such terms. As they concluded their conversation, Caine suddenly remembered something—during their earlier exploration of the partially abandoned temple dedicated to the "True Creator," they had discovered the name "The Rose of Redemption" in the city of Silver. But this time, it seemed they had overlooked that detail. Cannot be overlooked… According to the spirits within the underground ruins, this exceptionally secretive organization, led by fallen angels, does not fall far short of the "Twilight Hermits." Perhaps even the "time cycle" is their deliberate arrangement. With this thought, the "Fool" seated in the high-backed chair adjusted his posture leisurely, lightly tapping the edge of the weathered long table with his finger. "Justice" Audrey immediately turned her head, her gaze eager and slightly excited, awaiting the Fool's guidance. The "Hanged Man," "Sun," "Magician," and "World" also turned their expectant eyes toward the Fool. In the thick mist, the Fool Kaine smiled gently and said: "The Rose of Redemption." "The Rose of Redemption?" What on earth is that… Could it be the key to overcoming the crisis? Indeed, there's a reference to this name in a corner of a mural above the temple! "Sun" Deryk seemed to be beginning to grasp something. The figures of Alje, representing "The Hierophant," Audrey, embodying "Justice," and Firth, symbolizing "The Magician," also recalled and cherished the name "The Rose of Redemption," yet could not fully grasp the precise meaning that Mr. The Fool wished to convey. "Respected Mr. The Fool, what does 'The Rose of Redemption' truly signify?" Audrey raised her hand and asked proactively.