Fortunately, "The World" lacks the ability to flush his face with embarrassment; as long as he's not manipulated, his demeanor remains unchanged. He offered a subdued, low chuckle: "We'll still need a few more days." "Justice" Audrey nodded with grace, offering no further encouragement, since Susie had not recently expressed any desire to advance in rank—after all, she was merely a dog. At this moment, "The Hangover," "The Moon," and "The Sun," having only recently been promoted, were still in the phase of refining their spiritual awareness and practicing their newly acquired extraordinary abilities. They thus remained calm and composed, patiently awaiting the conclusion of the transaction phase. Moreover, their financial resources were not particularly robust. Although "The Hangover" Aljer sold his baronial bloodline estate to "The Moon" Emlyn White at a discounted price of 4,300 pounds plus a commission of 300 pounds, earning a pure profit of 1,400 pounds, the acquisition of "The Spirit Whip" had proven costly. As a result, he currently held only 1,445 pounds in cash. After acquiring the Barony of the Blood, the new automaton, and the automaton garments, Emlyn still had a deposit of 2,300 pounds, which seemed substantial. However, the subsequent expenses related to the Viscount of the Blood would amount to at least 8,000 pounds, and "Sun" Deric had already exchanged his accumulated merits, awaiting assignment to patrol or exploration duties. "Magician" Fols and "Justice" Audrey had neither sought the later sequences of magical elixirs, as each already had established means of obtaining them and did not need to conceal their sources—there was no need to waste further funds at the Tarot gathering. Audrey was simply not particularly concerned with finances, not unwise. "The Hidden One," Gathelya, remained observant, not eager to reveal her needs, and temporarily believed that no one other than the "Knight of the Fool" among the Tarot members could secure what she desired. After all, for a pirate admiral who had risen through the ranks for over five years, the most coveted would be a half-divine rank. Thus, her slightly deep-purple eyes watched calmly across the table at the "Sun" and others, without attempting to speak. "The recluse" Cadellia remained silent for two seconds, then slowly shook her head. "If such items appear at any of the extraordinary gatherings I attend, I'll keep an eye out for you." Over the years, she has eliminated numerous extraordinary beings and has indeed acquired a number of unique traits and magical artifacts. However, either she has awarded them to her pirate subordinates or exchanged them for two particularly powerful items that have significantly enhanced her strength and survival capabilities. She has not retained any surplus—those two items, in fact, she could not part with until she ascended to the rank of half-god. It seems the "Star General" is no more affluent than expected. A large influence entails substantial expenses, too... Klein sighed quietly, allowing the "World" to remain silent and express her gratitude. The transaction concluded swiftly. He then directed the "World" to turn toward the "Magician" Folshe, saying, "I would like to entrust you with a task." "Me?" Folshe was slightly surprised. Was it another request for something like a radio telegraph machine? She thought so, her lips slightly parting. "World" nodded. "Go around Williams Street at the junction of the West and Queens districts every two or three days, keep an eye out for any anomalies—should you notice anything unusual, report it immediately." He didn't mention again the matter of routing through Mr. The Fool, as that process was now well-known and routinely handled. Williams Street's underground, after all, was the ancestral site of the Trews—the family long plagued by spectral presences. "Anomalies? What exactly counts as an anomaly?" asked "The Magician" Firth, expressing both curiosity and caution. Could there truly be anomalies in Williams Street, Beckland? "Justice" Audrey, who had initially shown little interest in the topic, now leaned forward with genuine concern. ——She deeply trusted "World"'s intelligence-gathering abilities, as demonstrated by the Beckland smog crisis. The West and Queens districts... it all sounded like a reference to the capital city of Run, Beckland. Was "The Magician" Firth currently based in Beckland? Indeed, she appeared ordinary, yet she was far from simple—within a secret organization, urban members often proved more capable than those from other regions... of course, she might also be like me, drawn in by a need for help, a mere coincidence of fate. "The Hermit" Gauthier glanced swiftly at "The Magician" Folsy, quickly parsing the information revealed in their conversation. "The Hanged Man" Aljere, however, suddenly became animated, knowing that "The World" represented the patron of "The Fool," and thus, the observed anomalies likely pointed to high-level conflicts. What secret lay hidden along Williams Street? Aljere could not stop speculating about the deeper truths. How could I have known there would be any anomaly...? Klein murmured, and "The World" responded with a somber tone: "You believe something sufficiently unusual." "I need to remind you that, if any anomalies are indeed discovered, do not attempt to investigate them yourself, nor engage someone else to do so—this would be very dangerous. 'How much would you consider appropriate compensation?' Very dangerous... 'The Magician' Folvess instinctively hesitated to agree. Yet, considering the extensive impact of the last Beckett smog that even nearly affected her, she now found herself uncertain whether this current anomaly wouldn't similarly harm her. After several seconds, she adjusted her relaxed posture and said, 'One hundred pounds.' 'That's less than I expected,' remarked 'The World'. 'The Magician' Folvess spread her hands. 'Because it's also for myself.' Just as a pretext to go nearby and observe pedestrians, gather material for a novel... Indeed, I can't stay at home all the time—I must go out and make an effort to embody the role of 'The Magician'. Simply entertaining Mr. X with tricks isn't enough to sustain me anymore. How exactly should I perform this role? Should I go to a circus and perform magic?" Or perhaps performances held independently within each square? There's no need to worry about how acquaintances might view it—being a writer, experiencing life is fundamental... Foresight's thoughts began to unfold. Once this was settled, Caine turned the "World" to face the "Hangings," his expression grave and smiling: "I've received word that the Storm Church has taken action—the situation at Bansi Port has been preliminarily resolved." Immediately, Algier, who had been drifting at sea with no contact from the Church for the past week, asked in a serious tone: "What was the final outcome?" "Bansi Port will no longer exist for some time," the "World" replied with a smile. It wasn't until then that the "Justice," Audrey, and the others realized what they were discussing. That was the place now known as Bansi, formerly called Binsy! That was the home of the descendants of the Angel King, Medici! Was the "World" suggesting that the Storm Church had completely erased Bansi Port? What a true reflection of their style—this is perfect, no need to worry about the innocent ones being tainted there... I wonder if the King of Angels, Medici, has appeared or escaped, whether the Pope from the Storm Church has personally arrived, and whether he has deployed the "Zero" seal... "Justice" Audrey exhaled in relief, her eyes shining as she asked, "Mr. World, do you have a clear understanding of the process?" "No, only the high-ranking officials from the Storm Church could possibly grasp it." Mr. World glanced slightly at the "Hanged Man." The "Hanged Man" fell silent, once again feeling the blazing ambition burning within his chest. I must become a high-ranking official of the Church! He repeated it to himself. The "Hermit" Gardele, who was attending the Tarot gathering for the second time, largely failed to catch the details of the conversation among the others. As a pirate general, she was no stranger to Banzie Harbor, yet completely unaware of what had transpired there—nor did she understand why the Storm Church had decided to dismantle it and rebuild it from the ground up over a prolonged period. It must be something serious, something of high importance… The Tarot Circle members seem to be well-informed. Though their ranks aren't particularly high, they appear to know a great deal, involved in numerous events… Except for "The Sun." That's precisely why Mr. The Fool has allowed them to establish this gathering—through the Tarot Circle, indirectly influencing various organizations and events? Gardelica, The Voyager, has once again refined her perception of the other members, viewing them with growing admiration. She remains silent, not voicing any questions—leaving Odile, The Justice, who had arrived with a touch of pride and anticipation, somewhat disappointed. Even the "Recluse" lady, in the real world, would likely have no exposure to anything concerning the King of Angels—no, she might not even know that such a figure exists... Audrey thought so. After exchanging news about the fate of Banxi Port, the "Moon" Emlyn White, who had been waiting for a while, cleared his throat promptly and said: "Thank you, Sir of the 'Emblem of the Pendulum,' for your assistance. I have now been elevated to the rank of Baron. I have a question: as a vampire, does one need, upon becoming a Baron, to adopt the 'role-playing' method that humans use to facilitate digestion, in order to better master one's extraordinary abilities?" His back was straight, his neck slightly raised, and his chin gently lifted. I'm sorry, Sir of the 'Card of the Fool,' I cannot answer that question directly. However, theoretically, it would be necessary—after all, one is relying on someone else's legacy... Caine leaned back against the chair, sitting within the gray mist, observing the members of the Tarot Circle with calm ease. "Hermit" Cadryla surveyed the room and asked, "Does the vampire baron correspond to Sequence 6, 'Pharmacist'?" "Yes," Emlyn replied with a smile. He wasn't slow—he had deduced the sequences of the other members beyond the world through repeated transactions and interactions, and he believed he was now among the top-tier members of the Tarot Circle, certainly excepting the " Fool" gentleman and the newly joined "Hermit" lady. Does the "Moon" gentleman have Sequence 6? It seems he hasn't quite reached the maturity of the "Sun"... "Justice" Audrey pursed her lips. At that moment, "Hermit" Cadryla said, "We have to embody the role, because only Sequence 7 is designated as 'Vampire' along that path, and you are born into it naturally—no need to pretend. The others, however, do require performance." "Hermit" lady, which path's Sequence 7 are you referring to?" "Justice" Audrey blinked, and asked curiously before Emlyn White could speak.