Chapter 115 Bearer Account
Above the mysterious gray fog, deep red light flashed, and three illusory figures gradually emerged beside the long bronze table and sat down in their respective seats.
Mr. Fool seemed to have been sitting at the head of the long table, his right hand resting on the edge, his fingers casually tapping the tabletop. When he saw the few people arriving, he stopped what he was doing.
"Mr. Fool, Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man, good afternoon everyone."
Angel waited for a moment. Zhengyi, who was usually the first to say hello, did not speak, so she took the lead in greeting the other Tarot Club members.
The Fool and the Hanged Man also responded to the greetings as usual.
Only then did Miss Justice speak timidly, like a timid girl who had not yet taken the potion, rather than a "spectator" who had already entered the ranks of Beyonders.
"Mr. Fool, and everyone else, I'd like to know what would happen if a pet, say a dog, gained extraordinary abilities... I mean, what could it do for its owner?"
A pet dog gains extraordinary abilities... an extraordinary dog?
Angel felt that the atmosphere of today's Tarot Club was a little different. Miss Justice's first question was beyond her knowledge.
The Hanged Man was also a little confused. He did not answer immediately, but looked at Mr. Fool, then at Angel, and finally his gaze returned to Justice.
Angel also cast her eyes to the side. Although she could not see Mr. Fool's movements hidden behind the gray fog, she believed that he must be doing the same.
The heavy gazes of the three people forced Miss Justice to lower her head.
"I...I'm asking for a friend..."
Her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
Angel remembered a previous Tarot meeting where Justice had asked a similar question: What would happen if a dog drank a Sequence 9 potion?
Considering Miss Justice's current situation, it is easy to imagine that her pet dog has successfully survived the risk of losing control after taking the potion and has become an extraordinary creature.
A pet dog with the extraordinary ability to be an "audience"?
Angel looked away with difficulty, otherwise she would have imagined the "audience" lady next to her who was ashamed with her head down and her hands on her legs as a silly golden retriever.
Finally, it was the kind-hearted Hanged Man who spoke, breaking the awkward silence at the Bronze Table.
"A pet that becomes a transcendental creature should gain a corresponding sequence of abilities. For example, if it's a 'spectator,' it could help you observe others from a different perspective, or even eavesdrop on conversations on your behalf in situations where it's inappropriate to be present."
"And once it becomes a transcendental creature, it will have enough intelligence to communicate with you and tell you information."
Mr. Hanged Man, why do you use the audience as an example, and use "you" and "you"? Don't you notice that Miss Justice's head is almost hanging under the table?
"Thank...thank you, Mr. Hanged Man. I understand."
After a long silence with his head down, Justice raised his head again and thanked the Hanged Man for his answer.
"Mr. Fool, I found another page of Emperor Roselle's diary."
Taking advantage of the time to materialize the diary, Zhengyi finally stopped being shy and uneasy. She looked left and right and found that no one else had submitted a new diary this time. She seemed a little proud and waved her little fist under the table, which was clearly seen by Angel next to her.
Then it was Mr. Fool's usual reading time. He lowered his head and carefully read the only page of the diary. After about five minutes, the sound of knuckles tapping on the table could be heard.
"You can start communicating now."
Actually, didn’t we already communicate this just now… Angel thought secretly, and then spoke to Zhengyi.
"Ms. Justice, can I withdraw the 1,000 pounds I deposited with you in the near future?"
This was the two payments of 500 pounds that Justice had promised to pay when she answered questions from "Acting" and Justice about the major secret organizations. The Hanged Man also had 500 pounds, but he provided a transaction method at the time and took the money away.
"No problem, I can pay anytime. Do you have a shipping location or do you use a bank account?"
"Use a bank account. I'll give you an account and you can just deposit the money into it. I'll take it out when I have time."
The banking industry of this era, thanks to the widespread adoption of wired telegraphs, was already capable of conducting cross-regional settlements within a single day. One could deposit money into a bank in Trier, the capital of Intis, in the morning and withdraw it in Backlund, Loen Kingdom, in the afternoon.
Angel bought the extraordinary characteristics of "Instigator" in Enmat Port, and spent almost all the cash on buying gifts for Klein and investigating clues about "Red Chimney". Considering that she would soon have to pay the private detective's fee and prepare the ingredients for the "witch's" potion, she decided to withdraw all the 1,000 pounds "deposited" with Miss Justice.
Although having bank accounts and deposits and withdrawals in a Tarot Club might somewhat lower the atmosphere of the meeting, I really don't have any money...
Angel secretly glanced at Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the head of the table, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found that he did not say anything to stop him.
Looking away, she found that parchment and a pen for one-on-one transactions had appeared in front of her.
Praise the fool!
Angel was delighted. It seemed that Mr. Fool didn't care about such trivial matters and would even provide convenience for everyone.
Recalling the anonymous account she had opened at the Tingen branch of the Backlund Bank that morning, she took a fountain pen and wrote the bank name and the unique account number on parchment. She rolled it up and handed it to Miss Justice beside her.
This type of bearer account allows deposits to be made as long as the account name is provided, and withdrawals to be made with the password, making it very safe for both parties involved in the transaction.
The latter took it, lowered his head and memorized it for a few seconds, then looked up and said to Angel:
"No problem, I've made a note of it. I'll deposit 1,000 pounds into this account as soon as possible after today's meeting."
Thank you, generous Miss Justice!
Angel praised inwardly.
After the cash transaction was completed, the meeting quickly turned to the exchange of intelligence.
Miss Justice always raised many questions during each meeting, which were answered by the other two, and even Mr. Fool. This time, she asked about clues to the "Arbitrator" potion and some extraordinary ability that could pass through wooden doors directly.
"The Arbitrator"... This was all recorded in the Night Watchers' internal documents. Angel was about to answer the "financier" who had helped her escape from abject poverty, but the Hanged Man spoke first.
"I can answer you. In exchange, you have to help me investigate something."
The Hanged Man also made his request, asking Justice to investigate whether King George III of Loen would retaliate against the Feysac Empire in the near future and start a new war in Balam on the southern continent.
Miss Justice mentioned that the Kingdom's high-ranking officials were under pressure from various quarters after their defeat in the war on Balam's east coast... It seems the Hanged Man believes that Miss Justice might be a descendant of a high-ranking official in the Kingdom, or at least have access to that level?
Angel watched as the two completed the deal, and Miss Justice changed her previous image of not liking to bargain and asked the Hanged Man to pay an additional price for his request.
It seems that Zhengyi is growing up slowly... She is no longer the little girl who had a huge amount of money but was ignorant of the world.
Angel sighed, suddenly feeling that his position in the Tarot Club was somewhat precarious.
The Hanged Man is well-educated and well-connected; Justice comes from a wealthy family and possesses immense wealth; and Mr. Fool, the organizer of the Tarot Club, possesses unfathomable power...
I was the only one who almost died in Enmat Harbor after being promoted to Sequence 8. I was just a basic member of the Nighthawks. Apart from the part of memory I inherited from Cole Granger, I had almost nothing to trade.
As Angel watched Justice conclude his deal with the Hanged Man and cautiously asked Mr. Fool if he could join other organizations in order to obtain materials and intelligence, an idea came to his mind.
“Mr. Fool, if I find other Beyonders who are suitable for the Tarot Club, could you guide them to join us?”
She thought of her colleague, Klein Moretti, who also possessed a secret and whose strength was increasing like a rocket.
If I could get him into the Tarot Club, it would be a big help to both him and me, right? It would also help alleviate this feeling of being left further and further behind by the others...
Thinking of this, Angel's mouth curled up, but when he thought of Mr. Fool and the other members staring at him, he quickly restrained his emotions and put on a serious expression.
The gray fog space was silent for a moment. Just when Angel thought that the Fool was dissatisfied with this usurpation, a low voice replied.
"If you encounter a suitable target, you can tell me here or through ritual magic. I will ultimately decide whether to allow you to join. But before that, you must not reveal the existence of the Tarot Club."
“Remember, for those who are not members of the gathering, my name may not be recited without my permission.”
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