Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 55 Tarot Club

After experiencing a great spiritual exhaustion, neither Altaïr nor Venata had any interest in going out. So, they simply stayed at home on Sunday night and Monday morning. Altaïr, who was used to getting up early, did not insist on getting up at six o'clock, but slept until dawn.

By the way, even if the air pollution is controlled to a certain extent, the dawn in Backlund will not come until after ten in the morning.

At one o'clock on Monday afternoon, Altaïr lay in his easy chair, looking at Venata who was taking a nap on the sofa in a trance. To be on the safe side, he also gave Venata a sleeping spell, which was one of the consumables that could not be used in the secret realm.

The time for the party that Miss Justice mentioned was about to come... Altaïr pinched his brows slightly. Due to the continuous overdraft of spiritual energy in a short period of time, his condition was not very good. When he thought about going to the mysterious space above the gray fog in the form of a spirit, he could not help but want to sigh.

As a result, he really heard an illusory sigh, and saw the illusory gray mist surging like a tide, wrapping up his spirit body, and carrying his spirit body rapidly upward to the ancient hall corresponding to the crimson star, making his spirit body appear directly on the high-back chair corresponding to the bright star that symbolizes the "Queen".

This is the third time I've seen this...

Altaïr was about to take a closer look at his surroundings when the crimson stars corresponding to the chairs around the long bronze table suddenly began to expand and contract. Then, eight crimson rays of light surged up from the bottomless space below the hall and converged into eight gentlemen and ladies whose facial features were shrouded in deep gray fog.

Although the faces of these people could not be seen clearly, it could be judged from their body shapes and clothing that they had different identities and statuses and seemed to come from different areas of Loen.

In addition to the two ladies, Justice and Judgment, whom Altaïr had already met, the Tarot Club consisted of four men and two women.

Mr. "The Hanged Man" is a male who looks like a captain, wearing dark blue clothes and a sailor's short and thick beard, giving people the dangerous feeling of an unerupted volcano;
The "Hidden" lady is a bookish-looking woman. Although her face is covered, her deep purple eyes still shine in the gray mist, making people feel as if they are completely seen through by her, without any secrets.
Miss Magician looked rather lazy. She was the only one among all the women who leaned back in her chair, making it easy for people to ignore her existence. However, every time Altaïr looked at her unconsciously, he could see her half-smile, as if she was thinking about something.
Mr. Sun was a tall young man, almost half the height of the Twilight Titan that Altaïr had seen. Just like his nickname, just a glance in his direction could warm one's heart.

Mr. "Moon" mentioned by the Mother Goddess of Earth is a somewhat gloomy young man. His skin seems to be a little sickly pale due to lack of exercise or malnutrition, but this does not affect the dangerous temperament that emanates from him, like a venomous snake.

Mr. Star looked more normal, more like a poet than a covert member. Noticing Altaïr's gaze, he smiled at him in a friendly manner. Although the other party showed goodwill, Altaïr suddenly thought of Britton and couldn't help but shudder.

Miss "Judgment" still supported herself on the table with her arms and looked down at the people around her. Although the proportions of her upper limbs made people doubt whether she could touch the ground, her majestic aura was not impaired in the slightest.

Miss Justice's face was completely hidden under the gray fog, and even her aura was well restrained. However, Altaïr felt for no reason that the most terrifying person at this long table was probably this beautiful and dignified noble lady.

However, despite the different appearances of these members, they all have one thing in common: they are strong.

With the Assassin's keen perception of life forms, Altaïr discovered a piece of news that shocked him: the members of the Tarot Club were all at a higher level of life than himself!
The life level is a very illusory thing. Even a strong person like Sister Vespe has not completed even the initial transformation to divinity. She is still at the same life level as Altaïr. The only difference is that Altaïr is a "not so ordinary ordinary person" while Sister Vespe is a "very extraordinary ordinary person". People at this level are actually not much different from ordinary people except that they can fight a little better than ordinary people - of course, some people can fight a lot - and birth, aging, illness and death are still things they need to worry about.

However, everyone in the Tarot Club actually has a higher life level than Altaïr, and one major level higher!

In other words, these eight members, even the most inconspicuous Miss Magician, have already reached the level of Sequence 4, crossing the threshold of demigod! This also means that they all have hundreds of years of life, their faces will not age, and they are even immune to all diseases, and they can recover extremely quickly even from injuries.

Although Altaïr had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked to the point of being almost speechless.

You know, when many tribes in the southern continent did not know the concept of the Seven Gods, a powerful demigod was no different from a true God in the eyes of the local natives, and even a Sequence 4 could be honored as "Him"!
As far as Altaïr knew, even the secret organization "Gnosis Society" that Gagran invited him to join did not have any demigods in Backlund. However, just in this empty gray fog, there were actually eight demigods from different paths...

The Gnosis Society is a subordinate organization of the Witch Cult, believing in the "Original Witch", so how great a being must be to lead the Tarot Society? Altaïr seemed to understand that the description of the six angels around the "Fool" in the holy book did not seem to be groundless, but had a real basis!
Mr. Fool is indeed so terrifying...

Just as Altaïr was daydreaming, Miss Justice lifted her skirt and bowed gently to the empty high-backed chair at the head of the seat:
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool."

Afterwards, the remaining seven powerful extraordinary beings, who looked either gentle or arrogant, stood up in unison and saluted respectfully towards the empty chair, as if a great being was still sitting there.

Altaïr did not dare to neglect it at all, and quickly followed the actions of the crowd, subconsciously performing the etiquette of a goddess believer, but later realized that it was wrong, but it was too late to change it. Fortunately, no one paid attention to this, so he had to sit down quietly.

"Then, the first thing to do today is," Miss Justice turned her gaze towards Altaïr with a hint of smile in her eyes, "Let us welcome the new member of the Tarot Club, Mr. Queen."

(End of this chapter)