Early in the morning, Hobert left his room and went to the dining room on the first floor, where his younger sister and brother were already having breakfast.
His adoptive father, Commander Christian Jeffrey, seed to be underutilized despite his rank.
[T/N: Not sure what the rank actually is, there's nothing on the wiki for Loen military ranks]
Even so, a commander is still a high-ranking officer and a mber of the upper class in Backlund. They owned a spacious two-story villa with a sizable garden in the Empress Borough.
Additionally, Hobert, his one-year-younger sister Donna, and his three-year-younger brother Tyron all attended top public elentary and secondary schools in Backlund and could easily get into Backlund University, known as the "number one university of Loen."
However, their living conditions and treatnt were far from those enjoyed by the nobility.
Hobert judged that his adoptive father Christian was not highly valued because the family's financial situation was not very affluent. He rembered that another general, Emilius, seed to be quite wealthy.
Recently, Hobert had only managed to save 15 pounds, which was probably less than Miss Justice's pocket money.
Compared to Mr. Klein, Hobert's starting point was much better. He rembered that Mr. Klein's initial funds were only about 1 pound, which included the food expenses for the three siblings.
Donna, with her slightly curly golden hair, guarded her milk and sweet bread roll and said, "Hobert, you don't look well."
Hobert sat at the dining table and replied casually, "I had insomnia last night."
The maid served Hobert's breakfast, which included salad and fried eggs, a very sumptuous al.
Hobert glanced at the tea and said, "I'd rather have a cup of milk."
Having been here for so long, he still wasn't used to drinking tea or coffee in the morning. However, he quickly got used to being served breakfast.
Just as the three were about to finish breakfast, Hobert's adoptive mother, lissa, appeared on the second floor. "Hobert, co ho early this afternoon. Your father is coming back today, and he said he has sothing important to discuss with you."
Hobert stood up and said, "Okay, Mother."
Donna said happily, "Father is coming back today? I wonder what gift he will bring ."
"Oh, dear, you still have hope for your father's gifts?" lissa sighed, "Believe , I've been married to your father for so many years and have never received a satisfactory gift."
Donna laughed, "That's because Father doesn't have a good personal valet."
The three siblings finished their breakfast while chatting, then went back to change clothes, gathered their school supplies, and took the family carriage to their respective schools.
Hobert was studying law at Backlund University. In the afternoon, he skipped class and found a secluded equipnt room to prepare for the upcoming Tarot Club eting.
At three o'clock, Hobert seed to suddenly enter a dense, gray-white fog, and then a grand hall and a long bronze table appeared before him.
Miss Justice, Audrey, bowed and said, "Good afternoon, Mr. Fool. It's a pity there's no fine wine here... otherwise, we could toast to your successful attempt."
She and The Hanged Man had just tried using The Fool's three-part honorific na to pray to Mr. Fool last week, and they both received responses from The Fool.
This made them realize once again how powerful The Fool was. However, what they didn't know was that a new mber had repeatedly used the three-part honorific na, disturbing The Fool's sleep.
Miss Justice paused because she noticed the new mber. As she spoke, she habitually began to observe.
The new mber was a young man, looking energetic and likely fond of sports. He appeared calm, without the nervousness or surprise of soone attending the Tarot Club for the first ti. His attire was sowhat blurry, but it seed to be of high quality and fashionable, with a distinct Loen Kingdom style.
Miss Justice concluded: He was likely born into the upper class of Loen and probably lived in Backlund. Although young, he seed very composed and calm.
Miss Justice's living conditions were a whole level above Hobert's. She and her two brothers had private tutors at ho and didn't need to attend grammar school or university.
It was because of this that she didn't imdiately guess that Hobert was a university student.
On the other side of the long table, The Hanged Man, Alger, also praised Mr. Fool, "Your power far exceeds our imagination."
He also noticed the new mber, which made him frown. Although Mr. Fool was very powerful, he should have inford him and Miss Justice before adding a new mber.
If he hadn't just witnessed Mr. Fool's power, he would have protested.
Mr. Fool said, "Very well, this shows that we are on a productive path. In the future, if you have sothing to do on Monday afternoons and can't attend, perform the ritual in advance to inform ."
He continued, "As you can see, the Tarot Club has a new mber."
Then Mr. Fool introduced, "This is Miss Justice, and this is Mr. Hanged Man. The new mber is Mr. Emperor."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Emperor," Miss Justice greeted with a smile.
This Mr. Emperor was likely a mber of Loen's upper class, which made Miss Justice feel sowhat close to him.
"Good afternoon," Hobert replied, "It's an honor to join your gathering."
The Hanged Man did not greet him but observed Hobert for a while.
The eting officially began. Miss Justice first gave Mr. Fool a page from Emperor Roselle's diary. She kindly reminded Hobert, "The notes written in special symbols left by Emperor Roselle are actually his diary. Mr. Fool is very interested in these diaries. You can collect them and trade with Mr. Fool."
Hobert politely said, "Thank you for the reminder."
He thought to himself: 'I already know that, it's in simplified Chinese! But then again, Miss Justice is really kind-hearted.'
Just as he thought this, he noticed that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit off. Miss Justice, The Hanged Man, and even Mr. Fool were staring at him as if he were a monster.
Hobert belatedly realized: 'When I heard about Emperor Roselle's diary, I didn't show enough surprise. Even a little surprise would have been good.'
What should I do now? Should I explain quickly or pretend to have a strong background?
He quickly realized that whether he explained or not, the result would be the sa: his identity would seem very mysterious.
So, he decided not to explain and let them imagine for themselves.
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