According to Leonard, among the great noble families of the Tudor Empire during the Quaternary period, the Abraham family ranked first—above the Amun family, which had the "heretic" among its ranks. Of course, he wasn't certain whether the Amun family was entirely composed of the divine offspring of that god-son, with no other members at all. The "Magician" was indeed a key figure within the Abraham family... Each person here seems truly remarkable. This is what is meant by a "main character gathering"? Leonard first expressed admiration, then offered a self-deprecating remark. "Sun" Deric remained silent, made no connections, and listened attentively to the "World" gentleman's description and the dialogue between the "Magician" and the "Hermit," committing both to memory. To him, the "outside world" where the other members resided—no matter what happened there—remained largely irrelevant, except for the Angel King, whose significance warranted attention. After all, whether it was the "Fate Angel" Ulric, the "Shadow Angel" Sathelir, or the "Red Angel" Medici, all had left their marks in the surrounding regions of the Silver City. Even the "Time Angel" Amun had personally appeared, bringing an indescribable terror. Once everyone had settled into quiet, Dric found himself unable to refrain from pondering several questions: Thinking of this, Deryck felt a sudden sense of embarrassment, for even if such a situation truly existed, he would have surely mentioned the distinguished name of the "Fool" himself. At that moment, "World" Germain Sparo spoke up: "Although the 'War Angel' Medici has already passed away, he has not entirely vanished. His spirit has merged with the lingering souls of the ancestors of the Storm and Einhorn families, evolving into a malevolent spirit. This spirit appeared during the events surrounding the death of Inz. Zangewell." Cain specifically highlighted this matter for two reasons: first, to relay the relevant information to the Church of Night through Leonard, and second, to remind the "Hanged Man" to pay attention, as this gentleman had visited Bansi twice—perhaps he would eventually become entangled in a fated connection with the 'Red Angel' spirit. Was that malevolent spirit indeed the 'War Angel' Medici? While Leonard was deeply surprised, he was not particularly astonished either—he had already suspected that at least one other major figure must have appeared at that time! Then, drawing a contrast between the titles "War Angel" and "Imaginary Angel," he began to suspect that the malevolent spirit had once been a king of angels. Yet, under the influence of the "Steward of Fortune" sigil, such a powerful spirit had been so easily subdued—without much resistance—into the Underworld! Perhaps the elder's status is higher than I originally imagined... Ah, the spirit must have been weakened significantly by Adam, or even by the "Fool" himself, before we arrived, otherwise it would have been far beyond our capacity to face. Indeed, I couldn't see Adam appear at all during the entire battle—what if another figure of royal angelic stature had been holding Adam in check? Leonard's mind surged with waves of thought, and he completely forgot to observe the reactions of the other members. "The War Angel" Medici... after his fall, evolved into a malevolent spirit... Bansi is the place where his descendants dwell... He was one of the founders of the Redeeming Rose. "The Hangman" Aljer quickly pieced together a series of clues and understood many things: "The mural I saw at the telegraph office in Bansi Port must have been painted by this spirit! 'World' Germain Sparo sent me to investigate traces in Bansi Port precisely to track the movements of this terrifying spirit and ensure the continuity of his plans. "Thankfully, I didn't destroy that mural—otherwise, I likely would have drawn the spirit's attention." Aljer exhaled in relief, yet grew more vigilant, deciding to send the "Azure Avenger" away from Bansi Port and head northward toward the Sea of Sunya to investigate another matter entrusted to him by the 'Fool'." Audrey, the "Justice," and Cadrya, the "Hermit," listened intently, taking notes without making many connections, because the story told by the "World" Germaine Sparo already contained the most essential, crucial, and rich information—information that they, lacking additional personal experiences and knowledge, could not expand upon. After sharing these key messages, the "World" chuckled softly, his voice low. "That's about it." A brief silence followed. Emlyn, the "Moon," straightened his posture and looked ahead. "A prominent figure from our clan is arriving in Beckett and has specifically requested to see me." He paused, noticing no response from the others, and cleared his throat. "How should I respond to Him?" He... another angel... "Stars" Leonard felt a strange numbness, then noticed a point—the "Moon" had mentioned the concept of "race," and he had eyes of a deep red. Leonard paused, thinking to himself: "Is this a vampire? The one from the Harvest Church—Emlyn White? He's so close to Caine's detective persona!" Leonard couldn't help but glance at the side profile and figure of "the Moon" several times, growing more and more familiar with each passing moment—until he was certain. Emlyn was undoubtedly aware of "the Star's" observation, just as "Justice" Audrey had been both startled and slightly excited when she realized that "the Star" had suddenly recognized her as someone he knew. Did I just say something wrong? "The Star" seems a bit surprised… Does he know me from the real world? Do I know him at all? A cascade of thoughts flashed through Emlyn's mind. Without thinking, he unconsciously puffed out his nostrils, trying to catch the scent of the new member from across the room, but the gray mist blocked his view, offering little in return. He glanced around, waiting for insights and advice from the "Hanged Man," the "Wise Old Man," and the "World," while striving to recall whether he had ever met anyone resembling a "Star." Gradually, a sense of familiarity emerged, yet due to a lack of vivid memories, he found it difficult to pin down the exact image. At that moment, Audrey, the "Justice," was pondering another question: If the "World" gentleman knew the "Star" gentleman, and the "Star" gentleman knew the "Moon" gentleman, did the "World" gentleman also know the "Moon" gentleman? She unconsciously scanned the lower part of the bronze long table, but failed to extract particularly useful information from Germaine Spalro, the "World" gentleman. The "Turned" Alje paused for a few seconds, then turned his head toward the "Moon," carefully beginning: "The 'Rider' mentioned that times have changed. Though the great bloodline figures may not be fully aware of the details, at their level they should at least sense something shifting, and thus begin preparing responses. The senior figure summoned specifically to see you—this is both an assessment and an observation. Simply behave as you usually do, but expect some subsequent challenges and assignments." Exactly as I anticipated—the second test and assignment have arrived. I wonder what the Primordial will reveal... The "Moon" Emlin nodded gently to the "Turned," saying: "Thank you." With the earlier question now resolved, the patient "Magician" Folshe stepped forward and spoke: "Mr. Moon, the information you provided about the abandoned castle appears to be inaccurate." "There are indeed two ancient spirits there, but beneath the ground lies a door that seals powerful fallen forces. As soon as one enters the area inhabited by the ancient spirits, they will be gradually consumed by it." This... "Moon" Emlyn furrowed his brow slightly. He was not displeased; rather, he found "Sorceress" Miss Folshe's statement perfectly sound—since the person providing the information knew of the two ancient spirits, it made no sense to overlook the door! As a well-bred, noble vampire, Emlyn was deeply concerned about any mistakes or oversights that might cause others harm or loss, and after thoughtful consideration, he said seriously, "I will investigate the source of the information and give you a proper update." Since Miss Folshe had safely returned, she wasn't overly concerned, and simply nodded, indicating she would await the outcome. As for the kindness shown by the Sir of the Fool, since it happens once or twice every month, she has already lost count—she now only thinks of how to follow the Sir of the Fool’s instructions, doing whatever he asks. Hearing their conversation, Audrey of Justice expressed both concern and curiosity: “Do you know what brings about the force of decline?” “The Magician” Folshe shook his head: “No, I don’t.” Seeing that the Sir of the Fool had not offered any guidance and, at present, having no copy of the Roscel’s diary to exchange for an explanation of what the ‘Card of Profanation’ signifies, Audrey turned her gaze away and focused attentively on the other members’ exchanges. After a while, the learning portion concluded, and the Tarot gathering drew to a close. The members rose and bowed respectfully to the bronze long table, taking their leave at the head position. This time, Leonard was no longer as slow to respond. The deep red light faded, and he returned to the real world, where a red glove remained on the table, still unworn. At that moment, a slightly elderly voice suddenly resonated within his mind: "You just went to someone's dream, didn't you?" The old man had awakened... Leonard was first delighted, then relieved. He didn't immediately answer Palis Soloyasde's question, but carefully replied: "You know, is it possible that at a certain moment, Doun Tangtases was actually Azk Egs—someone who used certain objects to disguise himself as such?" Once he learned that Dauin Tangtes had a public identity, he began to doubt the old man's earlier judgment. The parasite had concluded that Dauin Tangtes was different in appearance and aura from Azk Egus, but it was not necessarily true that every follower of the "Knight of the Fool" would resemble Dauin Tangtes exactly—each was a remarkable one, having come through the path of the seer. Therefore, the fact that they now had such a public identity suggested that they possessed magical items or seals capable of transforming them into others. Combined with the interference of the ancient aura of the followers, it was not impossible that the angels had made a misjudgment. Palis Soloyasde remained silent for two seconds, then said: "You reminded me—Azk Egus indeed has a mask that can transform him into anyone."