Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 566 - The Details of Clothes

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Klein’s lips curled up in a slight nod in response to Miss Justice’s pleasant greeting.

He was just about to introduce The Hermit to everyone, and everyone to The Hermit when he noticed that Miss Justice didn’t stop. Her gaze shifted to the other side as she greeted, “Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man.”

This time, she didn’t follow the order of the tarot cards but followed the order in which the person joined the Tarot Club.

Klein was surprised for a moment before he praised her silently.

At the same time, Alger responded to Audrey’s greeting while cautiously sizing up the new member.

Alger managed to find certain traits in her blurred, distorted image.

Suddenly, his heart sank as he recalled the scene he saw a few months ago at the pirate convention.

Back then, scattered starlight had magically formed a long bridge between the huge sailboat and the palace in the depths of the island. Admiral of Stars Cattleya, who was wearing a black classical robe, had walked in midair, carrying a celestial globe and a short scepter by her waist.

And the celestial globe resembled the strange weather bottle that Alger had previously received. The latter had coincidentally shattered after he had been pulled into the gathering by Mr. Fool.

Thoughts flashed through Alger’s mind as he slightly fidgeted in his seat.

Audrey’s gaze swept across without leaving a trace and landed on Derrick.

At this moment, Cattleya was also carefully and seriously examining the members of the Tarot Club in the order they were greeted in.

The mysterious purple color in her eyes slowly flowed in an indiscernible fashion. Although she couldn’t truly see through the blurry concealment of the fog, she could still make out the details of their clothing.

Cattleya’s pupils contracted. She didn’t show any abnormalities as she continued to observe the rest of the members.

Cattleya withdrew her gaze and met Audrey’s gaze.

Sensing the other party’s intention to ask, she nodded lightly.

“The Hermit.”

Cattleya had spoken in ancient Feysac, deliberately avoiding the more familiar languages of Intis and Loen, as she had done so back when she was communicating with Mr. Fool.

And she had noticed one thing. Mr. Fool had previously told her that the time the gathering was being held was at 3 p.m. on Monday, Backlund time.

Cattleya made her own judgment.

“Justice.” Audrey smiled faintly in return. “Good afternoon, Ma’am Hermit.”

She had noticed what The Hermit had been up to and had summarized the person’s traits in her heart.

At the same time, Cattleya also managed to clearly make out Miss Justice’s clothing.

As she went through the details, Cattleya couldn’t help but close her eyes.

Cattleya didn’t know why she sighed in her heart.

After a round of greetings from Audrey, there was no need for Klein to introduce the original members of the Tarot Club to The Hermit or The Hermit to the rest.

Just as she sat down, Audrey once again turned to the very end of the long bronze table.

“Mr. Fool, I’m out of town and have only managed to find one page of Roselle’s diary.”

At the last gathering, she had provided two pages, so she was two pages short of paying off the debt. However, with her being in the manor, even if she often went to the city, all she managed was to collect one diary page.

In addition, due to the addition of the new member, Hermit, she was careful not to mention the Psychology Alchemists. She didn’t mention Backlund or East Chester County at all.

She clearly remembered that the tall and beautiful figure had once sighed.

All sorts of confused and shocked thoughts surfaced in Cattleya’s mind.

She maintained her staidness, just turning her head in a normal fashion to observe the first “transaction.”

After experiencing many things and trudging her way towards becoming one of the seven great pirate admirals, she understood that the most important thing for her to do after joining the Tarot Club was to listen more and speak less!

“Mr. Fool, I received three pages,” Fors said with a smile.

They had been mailed by Dorian Gray.

At last week’s gathering, as she hadn’t received her teacher’s response, and due to the cold weather, she hadn’t attended any Beyonder gatherings, so she couldn’t provide a single page.

Derrick followed immediately, “Mr. Fool, I’ve copied a new legend of the ancient gods.”

Emlyn glanced contemptuously at The Sun.

Suddenly, he thought of something. Although The Sun claimed that the one they worshiped was the Lord that created everything, he had never tried to cover up the influence that Giant King, Aurmir, had on them. However, he had never mentioned that Giant Queen Omebella was who the Kingdom of Silver originally believed in.

Emlyn had never been able to get over The Sun’s earlier slandering of the Sanguine.

Klein thought quickly and said with a chuckle, “Very good.”

He helped Miss Justice, Miss Magician, and Little Sun conjure their respective content, which flashed into the palm of his hand as he casually browsed through them.

A sense of indescribable terror and dread suddenly welled up in Cattleya’s heart.

She quickly retracted her gaze and looked at the long bronze table, as if she was memorizing the simple patterns on the table’s surface.

Audrey pursed her lips thoughtfully.

Although the other party hid it quickly and naturally, this was still obvious enough for a Sequence 7 from the Spectator pathway.

Klein sensed the abnormality of the new member, The Hermit, because he also wanted to see how this member of the Moses Ascetic Order, who had a great deal of knowledge, would react to it. The result left him surprised.

Klein didn’t have the luxury of time to think about it as his gaze fell to the first page of Roselle’s diary.