Chapter 197 Divination Miracle
Angel burst out laughing when she saw the last "Fortune Teller". She also knew this formula and remembered it when she watched Klein become a Beyonder.
Even so, the total value of the first two Sequence 8 formulas exceeded 800 pounds. If they met a Beyonder in urgent need of promotion, they might even be sold for over 1,000 pounds.
It's definitely enough as a reward for saving Sonya.
She wasn't surprised by how the Dominican Federation possessed so many formulas. As a Beyonder who had served MI9 for a long time, it was normal for her to come into contact with certain potion formulas at work. The fact that they were not Sequence 9, but directly Sequence 8, showed that most of these formulas were "not from normal sources."
What made her curious was why the Dominican Federation did not write down its own "Hunter" and "Provocateur" formulas, but instead chose other sources of potion formulas as rewards.
Could it be that for some reason, he couldn't reveal his own potion formula, just like I couldn't tell others about the "acting method"? Or maybe he hoped that as few people as possible would follow his path, thus reducing the competition for subsequent potion materials...
After carefully writing down the recipe of the potion, Angel tore the letter paper into strips as thick as fingers, folded them up and tore them into strips the size of fingernails, burned them with black fire, and threw them into the Tussock River beside him.
Cursed Black Flame does not cause burning effects on non-spiritual objects, but it can prevent them from being divined, and paper scraps thrown into the river cannot be recovered by conventional means.
No matter what the Dominican Republic thinks, anti-divination is still necessary...
Angel thought about it and left the river. She was going to return to her safe house in the East District. As the hunter said, she would clean up the place to avoid being tracked by conventional means without divination.
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Angel returned home under the light of the full moon in the sky, went straight to the basement, and put the two items wrapped in cloth into the secret compartment deep in the basement, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
These were the items she had picked up from the first safe house, the apartment she had abandoned after divining the "True Creator". One was a wand that replaced her own contaminated one, and the other was a magic mirror with a broken surface.
The surface of the former is mottled, as if it has experienced countless years, but it also exudes an evil aura, which makes people feel stinging in the eyes just by looking at it directly, and mysterious whispers appear in the ears.
The latter's mirror had shattered and disappeared in the room as if weathered. The remaining copper frame had become mottled and covered in rust, with a few bloodstains on the surface. Like the wand, it was extremely evil.
There was no doubt that both of these items had been contaminated by the aura of the true Creator, becoming objects of evil. Perhaps the members of the Aurora Society would spend a large sum of money to acquire these items bearing the aura of the Creator...
Angel thought of the black snake that sold the item "able to hear the voice of the great being" at the "Eye of Wisdom" gathering. That thing might also be contaminated by the "True Creator". If you touch it with your bare hands, you can hear endless roars.
It’s a pity that I don’t dare to use it myself, let alone sell it at a party.
After closing the secret compartment and isolating the evil aura, Angel left the basement.
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"Please believe me, ma'am, your son is really in Dixie Bay, with his girlfriend he met at Backlund University."
Angel, wearing a hood and pretending to be ecstatic, said to the lady in front of her.
The latter obviously didn't believe it, shook his head, picked up the missing person notice on the table, and was about to leave the divination room.
Seeing that the client was about to run away, Angel quickly added:
"Don't worry too much. He'll be back in Backlund in less than two weeks because his girlfriend is pregnant."
The woman who was looking for her missing son stopped by the door and turned around with a look of surprise on her face.
"Boy or girl?"
Is this a bit of a jump in topic?
Angel opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
She used the citrine pendant on her hand to do a quick divination, and after getting an uncertain result, she could only smile knowingly and answer:
"When they return to Backlund, you can bring that young lady here. I can then tell you the answer to this question."
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After the lady left, Angel, who had finally saved 2 Souls, rubbed his stiff face and reassessed the feasibility of setting Backlund Bridge on fire.
I just did divination for the lady who was looking for her son, and made a prediction with great boasting. She could indeed feel the digestion of the magic potion in her body, but only a little bit, which was nothing compared to the murderer who was mistakenly identified as the murderer of the Tingen gas explosion... It seems that the problem lies in the number of people?
No matter what kind of role play you perform, gaining the attention of many people will maximize the digestion of the potion.
It seems that the only option is to burn the bridge...
Sighing secretly, Angel took out today's Backlund Morning Post from under the table and passed the time with the news while waiting for the next customer to arrive.
"Last night, a fierce gunfight broke out in Red Brick Lane in the East District. Nearby residents heard loud explosions, and it's suspected that high-yield explosives were used. Multiple bodies were left at the scene. Police said the gunfight involved a conflict between two gangs, one of which was the notorious Zmanger Gang in Backlund."
Gang conflict...it seems that MI9 is not fighting in an official capacity, and is likely acting in the name of some gang they control.
I wonder if Intis and the Kingdom of Loen have given up their fight over the manuscript, and who ultimately holds the manuscript Mr. A bought. Sonya and the Dominican Federation should have left Pritz Harbor and boarded a ship bound for the Rorsted Archipelago. Will their journey be smooth? Where has that boy named Ian gone, and will he be recaptured?
Angel suddenly thought of many things and stared at the headline of the report until his eyes became sore before turning to the next page.
In the gap of the fifth edition, Angel saw the GG posted by Mr. "Eye of Wisdom": Ernst Trading Company purchased goods.
This means that a party will be held at the old place at 8 o'clock the next day, Friday night, and the price quoted in this GG is the strength and interval of knocking on the door, which is the signal to enter.
She wrote down tomorrow's code and lowered her gaze. The next notice was a missing person notice for "Looking for Mr. A"...
You guys are really good at choosing the time for your party. You actually chose tomorrow night?
Angel, who had many potion formulas in hand and was eager to cash them in, looked at the two messages agreeing on the time of the gathering. Like a person who had been poor for a long time and suddenly became rich, facing the extraordinary gatherings held at the same time, he didn't know how to choose for a moment.
Mr. A's gathering is safer, more high-level, and has members with greater purchasing power. However, I decided to leave it alone for a week to avoid being spotted by those in the "Witch Cult"...
The gatherings at the Eye of Wisdom were face-to-face transactions, so selling formulas would easily attract attention. However, I remember someone there was buying the Barbarian formulas, and it was easy to get gold pounds...
Angel's eyes moved back and forth between the two messages, and he was torn between his conscience and his desires.
“Bang, bang—”
There was a knock on the door of the fortune-telling room. Angel reluctantly put down the newspaper and invited the guest in.
Pushing open the door, the person who walked in with elegant steps was none other than Ms. Lola, whom he had just met a few days ago. As soon as Angel saw her lake-blue eyes behind the black veil, he thought of Captain Stewart, Baron Fanis, and the romantic history of the Backlund people.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Lola."
Angel took the initiative to greet this returning customer.
"Hello, mysterious divination witch."
Taking off the hat with black veil and putting it aside, Laura revealed her elegant face and slightly curly black hair with a hint of playfulness, and sat opposite Angel.
"I've come specially to thank you," she said with a smile on her face. "Your divination last time was truly accurate. It turns out Baron Fanis's factory has been producing tools with quality issues for a long time, and he kept it secret until the day before yesterday, when the newspapers exposed it. The upcoming compensation and the factory's losses will soon crush him. And a 'baron' who only has a title but can't maintain a wealthy life is definitely not a good match for me."
The lady sighed.
If you don't look at her smiling expression, and only listen to her slightly frustrated and regretful statement, maybe Angel would really think that Laura is feeling sorry for her suitor.
"There's one more thing I want to do another divination about my other suitor."
Leaving Baron Fanis behind, Ms. Lola folded her hands on the table and spoke quietly in a low voice.
"Is that Captain Stewart?"
"No, no, it's another one, a new one."
Lola took out a piece of paper and handed it to Angel, on which was written information about a "new suitor".
This is Backlund's romantic life...
Angel could hardly hold back the smile on his face as he quickly took the message, took out the crystal pendant, and prepared to perform divination.
"Are you still using the pendulum method this time?"
Ms. Lola asked in surprise, covering her mouth with her slender fingers in an exaggerated manner.
"Why don't you try your best magic mirror divination, Miss Witch?"
Angel's hand, which was fiddling with the pendant, stopped.
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