Chapter 268: Long-awaited Information Exchange
"The Abraham family? No, I don't know them."
The woman with long brown hair that curled slightly at the ends looked extremely confused and quickly shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.
This disappointed Angel. She had originally guessed that the magician lady who could hear uncontrollable mumblings during the full moon and blood moon was related to the descendant of Abraham who turned into the "master key". In this way, she could sell the notes recording the secrets of Abraham's family to the other party. Unexpectedly, the other party denied this without hesitation, which made her full of expectations dashed. She even began to doubt her own reasoning and judgment.
"Well, by some coincidence, I got a copy of the Abraham family's notebook..."
Despite his disappointment, Angel still roughly told the other party the contents of the note and mentioned the three recipes of the "apprenticeship" path included in it, trying to pique the other party's interest. Of course, the detailed content can only be heard after paying.
"...Given this extremely rare fear of full and blood moons, I infer that your condition is likely related to the Abraham family curse." After a brief introduction, Angel changed the subject. "The contents of the notebook, plus the Sequence 9 to Sequence 7 formulas within, I believe they are worth around £2,000. However, you cannot sell these formulas at the Tarot Club after purchasing them, but there are no restrictions on selling them outside."
Formulas from Sequence 9 to 7 could easily fetch over £1,500 at various gatherings, and if these formulas from the same source were sold together, the price could even be increased. After all, possessing these three consecutive formulas was like having one foot on the ladder to mid-Sequence status.
And when talking about the "Apprentice" path formula, especially the "Master of Magic", Angel found that the other party's expression was obviously a little excited, and her body sat up straight. Unfortunately, after quoting the price of the notes, the magician's body quickly wilted, and she leaned back in the chair lazily, as if she had lost interest in the subsequent content.
"Excuse me, can you sell the recipes in the notes individually? For example, 'Master of Magic' or 'Astrologer'?"
After a moment of silence, the magician asked.
It seemed she was most likely a Sequence 9 apprentice. Although she had brought a Sequence 7 "astrologer" with her when inquiring about the price, her actions upon hearing the introduction had already revealed her true needs...
Angel wasn't surprised that the Magician was only at Sequence 9. When she joined the Tarot Club, she was only a Sequence 9 Assassin, and Miss Justice wasn't even a Beyonder. Now, however, she had advanced to Sequence 6. Justice had also made significant progress and provided considerable financial assistance. This showed that the Tarot Club valued potential over current strength...
Angel thought to himself.
Although selling the formulas individually, rather than as a package, to the magician would significantly reduce the value of the notes, considering the high total price of the notes, which the other party couldn't afford at the moment, selling them separately was an acceptable option. Besides, if the other party bought the Sequence 8 formula, they might come back for the Sequence 7 formula later, and then perhaps even become interested in the Abraham family...
After hesitating for a while, Angel nodded and agreed to the other party's request.
"I can sell you the 'Master of Magic' potion formula alone at the normal market price of 450 pounds. If you combine it with the 'Astrologer' potion, I can give you a small discount, for a total of 1,200 pounds."
She didn't quote a separate price for the "astrologer" because she guessed the other party's real goal.
As expected, Miss Magician agreed without hesitation: "I will first purchase the 'Master of Magic' separately. After the Tarot Club is over, I will withdraw the money as soon as possible and then conduct the transaction through Mr. Fool."
With the transaction concluded, the Fool restored the others' senses, bringing the somewhat dull palace back to life.
"Mr. Sun, have you successfully escaped from the expedition?"
The Hanged Man looked at the burly figure beside him and asked.
"Yes. After everyone reminded me of the dangers of the 'Fallen Creator' and that Elder 'Shepherd' Lovia might be related to it, I followed your advice and frequently used my extraordinary abilities, bringing myself to the brink of losing control. I was then taken away from the expedition team and imprisoned at the bottom of a round tower, where I was treated through rituals and medicine..."
Mr. Sun described his experiences in words mixed with inexplicable emotions. Angel had just returned to the Tarot Club and was not aware of their previous communication. She could only listen carefully. She already knew that Mr. Sun was most likely from a mysterious area outside the Northern Continent, but his narration still frightened her, as if she was listening to a fictional novel.
"...There, I met a former expedition leader who had been imprisoned for 42 years. He said he encountered an outsider around Silver City who didn't belong to our city-state and called himself 'Amon.' On the way back to Silver City, the outsider mysteriously disappeared. Afterward, his team members went mad and lost control one after another, leaving only the captain imprisoned under the tower. He didn't lose control, nor was he released."
After that, he asked hesitantly:
"Have you ever heard of this 'Amon'?"
Amon...
Angel flipped through the reserves of occult knowledge in his mind and quickly remembered the Amon family that existed during the Tudor Dynasty of the Fourth Age. Together with the Abraham, Antigonus, Jacob, and Tamara families, they were known as the "Five Great Families." However, unlike the other four families that are still well-known today, the Amon family seemed to be covered up by some force. Almost no one remembered or discussed it.
The learned Hanged Man gave a similar answer, adding, "It is said that the Amon family is a family of 'blasphemers'. They hold the secret of stealing the power of the gods and even claim to be descendants of the ancient sun god!"
"Why would a member of such a family appear around Silver City? What is he looking for? What is his purpose?"
The Hanged Man seems to be answering questions for the Sun, but also seems to be raising new questions.
"You can communicate with him more and see if you can dig up any new information. But regardless of whether the captain you mentioned encountered someone from the Amon family or not, my advice is to be cautious and seek help from your elders when necessary."
"Help? We're all imprisoned separately, in a sealed underground place."
Mr. Sun looked a little puzzled.
"If imprisonment could solve the problem, why would he have been locked up for 42 years without being released?" The Hanged Man said, feeling rather disappointed. "The entire team is out of control, with only the captain left alive. He's been imprisoned in a facility for out-of-control Beyonders, yet no further action has been taken. Add to that the disappearance of 'Amon', and with so many suspicious points, doesn't that prove how dangerous he is? I even suspect your elders locked you up there to test him."
"...Phew, I understand. I will be careful."
After a long while, the sun let out a long sigh and answered.
Seeing that they had finished their conversation, Miss Justice said with concern:
"I've received news that the Kingdom and the major churches are paying attention to Backlund's East District, Dock District, and Factory District, and are concerned about the living conditions of all classes there."
"All classes? I'm afraid it's the poor?" The World, sitting far away from the others, responded in a hoarse voice. "They finally knew to take action. Otherwise, when the evil god descended upon us, no one would know why."
"Yes, they focused on the impoverished population in those areas, as well as the cult beliefs that were gradually spreading among the lower classes, such as the 'True Creator'..."
Justice nodded and added.
Angel also thought of what Moriarty said last week, about protecting a certain reporter's interview in the East District, and thought of the homeless people who were all over the streets of the East District.
If they have no jobs, no shelter, and no food, who can accuse them of believing in evil gods?
And if the evil god descends upon the East, descends upon Backlund...
The image of the central park covered in flames, explosions, and blood appeared in her mind again, along with the heart-wrenching cries of the evil god's offspring.
"Ahem, I have a commission to post," the Hanged Man coughed, breaking the silence after the serious topic. "Remember the disappearance of colonial slaves I mentioned last week? There's someone who might be connected to it. Please keep an eye on him. His name is 'Barron'. He has a brown-red complexion and various Southern Continental features, but speaks with a Backlund accent. His lower left third tooth is missing, but it might have been replaced."
"If you can find his whereabouts, the reward will be at least 100 pounds."
As he spoke, the Hanged Man looked towards Angel, as if he thought she would be interested.
Oh, and I once asked about the slave trade at the Tarot Club. At the time, the Nighthawks were investigating the human trafficking involving the Tingen Laborers' Mutual Aid Association. Could it be that the Hanged Man thought I had a clue? But I'm no longer a Nighthawk, and I have no access to this kind of information...
"I recently read in the newspaper about something related to human trafficking. A wealthy man named Capin from Backlund died in his villa. Several missing girls were found in his basement. It is said that he has sold more girls to other places."
After thinking for a moment, she brought up this old news to see the Hanged Man's reaction.
Sure enough, the other party sighed in disappointment.
"Miss Justice already shared this matter at last week's Tarot Club. Furthermore," he looked at the Fool at the head of the long table, "one of Mr. Fool's followers made a significant contribution."
Um?
Hearing the Hanged Man's answer, Angel subconsciously looked at the Fool, his heart full of doubts.
Capin's death was caused by a joint effort between her and Moriarty, with no third party involved. Although subsequent reports and rumors linked the two as one, creating the "roguish thief" Black Emperor, they had nothing to do with the Tarot Club...
No. Is it really okay?
Angel's eyes gradually widened as he thought of the tarot cards Moriarty handed him before the action, and the scene full of judgment that he had created.
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