This is also the question I'd like to ask... The Fool, Kierin, at the head of the weathered long table, silently agreed with the Man of the Pendulum. "Star" Leonard thought for a moment, trying to find possible reasons: "The birth of the 'True Maker' from the 'Roses of Redemption' does not necessarily mean that He fully understands all matters concerning the 'Roses of Redemption'; perhaps uncovering the original truth is precisely one of His purposes..." As soon as he finished speaking, "Justice" Odile immediately countered this hypothesis: "The 'Fate Angel' Ulophus, who painted the mural, still resides within the 'Roses of Redemption,' following the 'True Maker,' and could simply be asked any questions directly." "Perhaps the 'True Maker's' purpose is to verify the current state of the 'Shadow Angel' Salsir; the strong desire of the 'Shepherd' Lovira to enter the Giant King's palace already suggests this," offered "The Hermit" Gadelia. "That is also my assessment." "Person of the Pendulum" Aljer glanced at "The Sun" Deric and said, "Of course, we can't rule out the possibility proposed by 'The Star.' Perhaps 'The Angel of Destiny' Uloirus is in an unstable state, having lost most of his memories and relying gradually on the murals left behind to piece together his lost past. While this scenario is unlikely, it's not impossible. We simply don't know whether the King of the Angels has any special qualities or issues." As he spoke, "Person of the Pendulum" Aljer glanced at "The Fool"先生, hoping to receive some subtle cue from him, but found no response. "The Fool" Kline actually had many thoughts—just too many to express clearly. Ulrich the Devourer grows up each time he "restarts" beside the "True Maker," and no one knows what His current state is. After muttering to himself, Caine, seeing that no one else had further inspiration, directed the "World" toward the "Sun" Deryck and said: "I've recently gathered a batch of mushrooms that can grow and reproduce by feeding on the blood and flesh of monsters. Does your city of Silver interest you in this?" Derek the "Sun" was pleased at this, and immediately thought through his response, asking aloud: "Can these mushrooms actively attack the monsters?" If so, they could serve both as food and as part of the outer defensive system of Silver City. I thought little Derek the "Sun" would be afraid of these mushrooms... yet his demands have become even more demanding... "World" Germain Sparo nodded slightly: "No. If the mushrooms can actively attack the monsters, then that would apply to you as well." Derek the "Sun" felt a bit embarrassed and quickly nodded: "I see, Mr. 'World'." Klein immediately prompted the figure representing "The World" to elaborate further: "Some mushrooms can be ground into flour; others produce milk; some accumulate fats, equivalent to beef; others have a texture akin to fish, though without bones or scales. Except for milk, which can be consumed directly, all other mushrooms must be cooked—boiled, steamed, fried, or baked—otherwise they will absorb the body's flesh and blood, reactivating their vitality and gradually transforming the person from within outwards into an indeterminate number of mushrooms." At this point, Deric, the "Sun," who had listened intently, couldn't help but express anticipation and curiosity, asking: "Mr. World, what is flour? Is it simply a powder made from black grass, like that? And what is milk? What is beef? What is fish?" He had indeed seen fish, yet did not consider them fish—deep in the marshlands to the southwest of the Silver City, there lived numerous bizarre, venomous creatures resembling fish. Some bore lumps all over their bodies; others had teeth growing where their eyes should be; some had cracked heads, with a white membrane stretched inside, capable of hunting other creatures. ...No matter how strange the mushrooms might be, to the people of the Silver City, they were surely things to look forward to. Their foremost concern was not whether they were good, but whether they even existed. Upon hearing this, Caine, the " Fool," sighed deeply, and guided the dummy "World" to direct his gaze toward "Justice" Audrey. A detailed description of wheat flour, milk, beef, and fish doesn't align with Germán Sparo's "world" persona. As a seasoned viewer and Germán Sparo's psychologist, "Justice" Audrey instantly grasped his intended meaning and carefully added, "Milk is the liquid produced by cows nurturing their offspring..." She was confident that the young "Sun" would easily understand this, given that the Silver City has pregnant women and infants. Seeing "Sun" Deryk nod in understanding, she continued, "Milk provides abundant nutrients that help you grow taller and stronger..." But Audrey didn't finish the sentence, as the young "Sun" seated in his chair was already so robust. Once the Lady Justice had explained those concepts, the Sun, Deryck, looked warmly at the World, Germaine Sparrow: "Thank you, World, this is exactly what our Silver City needs. I'll immediately inform the Chief upon my return—he'll certainly be pleased. What would you like in exchange?" The Fool, Caine, hesitated before guiding the World, Germaine Sparrow: "The alchemical formula of the Classical Alchemist." No! The Hermit, Galadriya, instinctively reached to speak, but ultimately restrained herself. She glanced quietly at the Fool, and upon seeing that this great being remained silent, felt reassured. "Very well," Deryck responded happily. After settling these matters, the Star, Leonard, requested a private conversation with the Moon, Emlin. "When can I go?" "The other members of the Tarot Circle have just been blocked," Elmer interjected promptly. "Leonard, representing 'The Star,' remained composed and said: 'This is something I cannot decide. My recommendation is that you immediately reach out to the higher echelons of the vampire lineage and have them find a way to remove you.'" How could these two have turned a simple "protective detention" into an unexpected situation? The observer, the ' Fool' Kline, found himself wanting to smile, yet held it in. Elmer's expression darkened, and after a few seconds, he asked: "Will reaching out to our vampire leadership make any difference?" "Divine Mother is the 'Master of Crimson,' and while you don't worship her, she has shown a certain favor toward your lunar-affiliated group," Leonard replied casually. His true reasoning, however, was that the vampire lineage—having existed for several ages—must maintain some level of connection with the major churches, especially since the former queen of the vampires had once been the queen consort of the 'Night King,' and at that time, the Night Church had been a strong supporter of the Night King. Emlyn of the Moon also thought of this, and nodded gently: "I'll try to ask the 'World' gentleman." He considered him the most reliable choice. As soon as he spoke, both Emlyn of the Moon and Leonard of the Stars spoke at once: "No." "Did you too?" Emlyn glanced at Leonard beside him. Leonard exhaled: "Such a simple matter." Emlyn gave a scoff: "But just a moment ago, you suggested I reach out to the High Council of the Bloodline. I've been locked in the Night Church for several days now—by the time they knew, they should have known, and if they didn't act, it must be to observe who else would come to my aid, in order to identify my allies." Leonard's gaze shifted to another place: "That's very likely. So, you'll have to remain behind at the Gate of Charnis, perhaps wait a few more days—by then, they'll lose patience and finally move you out." “….” Emlyn didn’t know what expression to offer. After the one-on-one exchange between himself and the bloodline, the “World” Germain Sparo turned to the “Magician” Folth and said, “Give me the meeting location and time. After the gathering, I’ll find you and take you to a new place.” “Very well.” The “Magician” Folth quickly requested the details from the “Knight” and recorded the time and place on a scroll of parchment. As she handed it over, she hesitated and asked, “Mr. World, what should we pay special attention to this time?” “Keep warm.” The “World” Germain Sparo replied simply. Warmth… The “Magician” Folth stood momentarily stunned, unsure of exactly what the other meant. After glancing at the scroll, the “World” Germain Sparo surveyed the room and added, “Everyone in Beckland, please keep an eye out for any anomalies around you.” "First, Zarathustra may have lured Amun here. Second, the sorceress Trist is likely to assist the 'Gate' gentleman with the necessary rites. Third, King George III will eventually take the final step toward becoming the 'Black Emperor.' " "Agreed," the members of the Tarot Circle in Bekkanth responded in turn, recalling their recent experiences—none of which revealed any anomalies. After further exchanges, one by one, the other members asked Miss Justice to use her 'hypnosis' to help them recover memories they had forgotten. Thus, the Tarot gathering concluded, and one after another, the figures dissolved into the gray mist, leaving only Caine, the ' Fool.' Silently sitting for over fifteen minutes, reflecting on other matters, Caine finally returned to the real world, using the 'transportation' spell to arrive at the agreed-upon location, and waited for the meeting with the 'Magician' lady. It was nearing winter, and by four in the afternoon, the sky had grown dim and the clouds heavy with gray. With gas supplies under wartime rationing, the street lamps had not yet been lit.