Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 56 Changes
"You seem to know about tarot cards, so I won't introduce these members to you."

Miss Justice smiled faintly.

"So let's get started."

Altaïr nodded, adjusted his sitting posture slightly, and sat up straight with his hands on the bronze table.

At the same time, other members of the Tarot Club were also sizing up the new member.

The sequence is not very high, but it seems to be very experienced. It may be more experienced than me in dealing with certain things...

Alger made a quick judgment. As for Altaïr's strength, it was hardly a secret in the eyes of the eight demigods at this table.

Although the vast gray fog had a certain blocking effect, just as Altaïr could sense the life strength of those people, the Tarot Club members could also sense Altaïr's approximate strength. Even in the mysteriously weakened and strangely declining Iron Age, Altaïr's strength did not reach the threshold of the middle sequence.

His emotional color is blue, which is unique to calm and careful thinking, and he seems to be a little wary of us. Moreover, there is a hint of crazy red in his deep emotions, which he conceals very well...

Cattleya, who possessed the Eye of Peering, had quietly taken off her glasses. The glasses that had materialized had been protected by Mr. Fool, protecting her from unnecessary harm caused by the Eye of Peering that could not be closed observing a higher-level being. And now, she was using her own eyes to carefully examine the new member.

I don't know why, even though this guy is very weak and can't compare to that gentleman, I always associate his image with Mr. "World"...

Cattleya let out a silent breath, and in her heart, she took the Queen seriously.

Is this the man who will become a "witch" in the future? He looks very gentle, and you can't tell that he is an assassin at all...

Fors looked at the new member with great interest. In her opinion, the temperament of the "Queen" was very suitable for being the heroine of her new work.

Nowadays, simply writing adventure stories is no longer popular. Readers prefer to read thrilling and romantic stories where the protagonist encounters a beautiful lady during an adventure and sparks fly...

Fors's thoughts began to wander, and she began to wonder whether it was appropriate to use the Queen as the prototype of the heroine. But she soon remembered an important thing:
The hero of her travelogue, the one who met Mr. "Queen", was the cold, powerful, ruthless and crazy adventurer, the great being Mr. "World" who had become an angel on earth!
If Mr. World knew about this, would he shoot my head in pieces and then piece it together and send it to Hugh? Well, I don't even need Him to do it. I'll go half crazy just by looking at Him... Thinking of this, Fors' body trembled violently, and she quickly forgot the story that she had already conceived in her mind.

Leonard, who had black hair, green eyes and a poetic temperament, raised his eyebrows slightly. Among the eight members of the Tarot Club, he was one of the few who had met Altaïr in advance.

"Although this guy chose the 'Assassin' path, his approach is obviously relatively mild and still within the controllable range..."

Leonard frowned slightly, as he recalled the "Witch of Pleasure" Mrs. Sharon whom he met when he was still in Tingen, and Tris, the "instigator" of the "Alfalfa" tragedy.

"However, this is the first time I know that the 'Assassin' sequence can be played like this... Heh, if there were a few similar beauty salons in Tingen City, would Tris or Madam Sharon have no need to commit those tragedies?"

Leonard had such an idea in his mind, but then he laughed at himself. However, after laughing, he couldn't help but start to consider the possibility of this idea.

It sounds a bit funny, but it does make sense... After controlling the platform required for role-playing, the Nighthawks can identify those extraordinary people who have figured out the role-playing method by their outstanding performance in these areas. In the case of a shortage of manpower, this method does seem to be feasible...

I will write to the Archbishop of Backlund Diocese to discuss this matter! Leonard was a little excited by the sudden inspiration.

Although this gentleman looks gentle, he gives me a bad feeling... Derrick Berg, who has been promoted to Sequence 4 "No Darkness", frowned.

Altair's spirituality reminded him of Elder Lovia from the Six-member Council of the City of Silver. Although she later proved with her actions that she was a respectable elder and had not betrayed the City of Silver, her spiritual aura was also somewhat evil, which often made Derrick, the "No Dark One" who was extremely sensitive to evil auras, feel uncomfortable.

However, compared to Elder Lovia's deep malice under layers of repression, this gentleman's spirituality was more like a creature called anemone that he had met after coming to Bayam: beautiful and eye-catching, but once touched, one would be stung by its sting.

Facts have proven that Elder Lovia did not betray the City of Silver. He hoped that the Queen would not do anything to threaten the Tarot Club... Derrick raised his head and looked at Miss Justice, who was explaining to the Queen how to materialize text.

Miss Justice was a somewhat naive noble lady before, but since Mr. Fool issued those tasks, her temperament has changed a lot... Derrick thought. This change is not only due to the improvement of the sequence, but more like an internal transformation. Derrick couldn't say whether this change was good or bad, he could only pay attention to the relevant aspects as much as possible and stop the situation as soon as possible before it got out of control.

I feel that without Mr. Fool, the Tarot Club seems to have become a little incomprehensible to me... Derrick's expression was a little solemn.

Is it enough to just protect the residents of Silver City and make Mr. Fool wake up before the end of the world? Derrick was not confident at all. Although he had brought the residents of Silver City out of the magical place that had cursed them for thousands of years, his achievements were already proud enough, but in the face of the impending doomsday, all of this became insignificant.

I know I don't have the talent for this, but I also have things I can do...

Derrick secretly encouraged himself in his heart.

(End of this chapter)