Chapter 227 Fors
On Sunday morning, Angel came to the divination club as usual.
The club has many more customers on weekends than on weekdays, even at a time when the whole city is hunting down a serial killer and young women are in danger.
Angel had already wasted a day yesterday, so he couldn't miss the opportunity to perform today.
Although there have been fewer love fortune-tellings recently, and she is not willing to deceive the other party in other types, such as fortune-telling to find people or things, resulting in not many opportunities to play the role.
Holding coffee and a newspaper under her arm, Angel came to her "Fortune Telling Witch" room. Just as she sat down, the door was gently pushed open and Mr. O'Neill, whom she had met before, walked in.
The middle-aged man's originally sloppy beard and hair have been trimmed. He is wearing a neat shirt, vest, windbreaker, and a half-top hat. He looks completely different from the anxious man he was when he lost his daughter.
"Ms. Fortune Teller, I came to thank you. With your help, and the assistance of a detective introduced by the Brave Bar, I finally found my daughter Emily."
Sure enough, Mr. O'Neill expressed his gratitude to her as soon as he opened his mouth.
"I'm glad to hear that. Is she safe?"
Angel inquired.
"Praise the goddess, she returned home safely. Although the gang of criminals escaped, the detective who helped me said that they are wanted and will be arrested soon. This puts my mind at ease."
"It's a pity that Emily was so frightened and traumatized. I took her to see a psychiatrist, and he said it would be best for her to change her living environment, away from the familiar, and she'll slowly get better."
Mr. O'Neill seemed to have quit smoking recently. He tried to reach for the inner pocket of his windbreaker several times, but he held back. The unpleasant smell of cigarettes no longer lingered on his body. If it weren't for his occasionally exposed teeth that were a little yellow, you wouldn't have known that he was addicted to tobacco.
"My family has no other relatives in Backlund, so we're planning to leave and move to Jianhai County. We might not be back for a few years, so I came here to express my gratitude before leaving."
After that, Mr. O'Neill took out an envelope and gently placed it on Angel's divination table.
"Here's 50 pounds. It's far less than my gratitude, but I'm sorry, we've been in a bit of a financial bind lately, so this is all I can offer."
50 pounds, enough to buy "Gathering Storm" bullets to shoot those criminals several times!
Angel was a little surprised. She felt that she shouldn't take the money.
In the process of searching for Emily, she only did a divination, and even accidentally ran into the Rose Bishop of the Aurora Society in the East District. She divined the whereabouts of Lanevus based on his corpse and finally killed her enemy.
The other party is planning to move soon and needs the money even more.
She was about to refuse, but O'Neill had already breathed a sigh of relief as if he had completed a task, turned around and left the divination room, his regular and powerful steps gradually fading away.
"Now that he has found his daughter, his whole demeanor is different... but he doesn't seem normal at all. He seems tense and tense. I hope his family can heal their trauma in Jianhai County."
Without having time to speak, Angel could only pick up the envelope and accept the 50 pounds reward.
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In the afternoon, Angel came to Sevilla's home in the West District to pick up the extraordinary material that the other party promised on Wednesday.
In the reception room on the first floor, she met Mrs. Sylvia, who was wearing a black gauze dress. She sent the maid away, took out an exquisite iron box, and opened it in front of Angel.
On the red velvet pad in the box was a small sac, purple-black in color, shaped like a heart, and covered with translucent, spider-like objects on the surface. Just staring at it, Angel felt unable to take his eyes off it, and his hands and feet felt stiff.
With a "click", Sylvia closed the iron box, placed it on the coffee table and pushed it over.
"As agreed, this is your reward: the 'Silk Gland of an Adult Giant Widow Spider'. It is part of the Sequence 6 potion 'Joy'. The other part, as well as the complete potion formula, will be given to you after you complete the task."
Angel felt a little strange when he heard Sylvia call "Witch of Pleasure" "Pleasure" again, but he still took the iron box obediently.
She suspected that the task of "approaching Miss Audrey and becoming her friend" was not as simple as it seemed. She had already gotten close to her, but judging from what Sylvia said, it seemed that it was far from over. Perhaps the subsequent tasks would only be known to her at the right time.
"Next Tuesday, Viscount Glint will hold another salon in the afternoon. As usual, come to my place in advance and remember to change into new clothes."
After handing over the mission reward, the Baroness resumed her somewhat distant yet seductive expression and gave instructions.
"By the way, has the 'Pharmacist' come up with any results for the potion formula?"
"I've got some clues. If nothing goes wrong, I can buy the formula next week. They offered 200 pounds, and I agreed."
Angel replied.
She originally wanted to say that she had already got it, but then she changed her mind and thought that maybe she could ask the Viscount for reimbursement once, and then come here to ask for reimbursement again, so she didn't hand over the formula now.
"Very good. Once you get the formula, please give me a copy. This is considered mission expenses and can be reimbursed."
Angel was very pleased that the lady seemed to be gradually becoming familiar with the word "reimbursement".
Moreover, unlike the pharmacist Darkwill, he had not taken an oath, and Father Utravsky had not asked him to keep it secret. Therefore, he did not feel much psychological burden in selling the "pharmacist" formula twice.
Thinking of this, the frustration of having to buy a new dress was alleviated a lot.
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Watching Miss Audrey Hall in a light yellow dress walking gracefully among the guests in the salon, Angel recalled the aristocratic etiquette book he had gotten from Sevilla and tried to learn by comparing it with the knowledge points in it.
Viscount Greylint walked by, nodded slightly when Angel turned his gaze to him, then walked away with his glass of wine without talking to each other.
She knew that this was the Viscount's move to avoid attracting the attention of other guests.
About ten minutes later, seeing that the atmosphere in the salon reached a climax with the beautiful music, Angel secretly left through the side door and was led by the viscount's maid to the study where they met last week.
Walking past the partition, she was surprised to find a lady already sitting in the study.
The other person was a little shorter than Miss Audrey. She was wearing a dark green dress with a purple shawl draped over her shoulders. Her long brown hair was slightly curly, and her light blue eyes looked curiously at Angel who entered the study.
Excluding Hugh Dilcha and the two nobles whom he had already met, she was the last member of the "Mystic Salon"?
"Hello, Ms. Fors Wall, I'm Irene Watson, nice to meet you."
Fors seemed surprised that Angel knew her name. She raised her long eyebrows and replied with a smile:
"Hello, Miss Watson. Just call me Fors. Please wait a moment. They will be here soon."
Angel also found a reclining chair and sat down. Fors resumed his lazy posture, slumped on the sofa, and continued to read a large book.
Nearly half an hour later, just when Angel was getting a little impatient, Viscount Glint and Miss Audrey finally came to the study.
"Welcome, Miss Irene, Ms. Fors. There are so many enthusiastic ladies in the salon that I wasted some time."
The Viscount apologized, took off his tuxedo and hung it on the coat rack beside him, then sat on another single sofa. Audrey came and sat behind the desk, like the host of a party.
"Fors, this is Miss Irene Watson, our new member. She's a Beyonder. Irene, this is Fors Wall, the author of 'Stormwind Manor' I told you about. She's also a Beyonder."
Audrey introduced the two people, and the two people who had just met each other stood up again and greeted each other.
After they sat down, the Viscount introduced the two of them to the story of how they joined the Mysticism Salon. Angel had heard the story last week about Fors approaching the Viscount in order to save Hugh Dilcha, so he was not surprised at this time. Fors was also a little lazy, sitting upright in the chair, looking at Angel from time to time, and looking at the two nobles from time to time.
Fors did not mention her potion sequence, and out of courtesy between Beyonders, Angel did not ask, but the two nobles should know it, just as she had demonstrated her Beyonder abilities when she joined.
After a brief greeting, the Viscount couldn't wait to ask about the recipe:
"Miss Irene, is there any news on my 'Apothecary' potion?"
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