Chapter 218 "Queen" and "Justice"
Audrey Hall, the earl's daughter that Sylvia once told me to find a way to become friends with?
I didn't expect her to be such a beautiful lady. I thought she was a mid-sequence, or even a high-sequence Beyonder from the Witch Path...
Angel had not completely denied this possibility until he had come into close contact with her. After all, if a "witch" did not use extraordinary abilities, it would be difficult to distinguish her from an ordinary person except for her appearance.
"Miss Hall, I'm Irene Watson, niece of Mrs. Sylvia Langdon. Nice to meet you."
She gave her fake name and identity.
"Just call me Audrey. That's what my friends all call me." Audrey smiled slightly, folding her hands on her knees and placing her legs sideways, her posture perfectly in line with social etiquette. "It's too noisy here, and it'll easily attract attention. Please be sure to join me and Viscount Grallant for another salon later. Someone will guide you there through the side door."
"I suppose you won't refuse this invitation, will you?"
After saying that, she stood up, holding up the hem of her skirt, and walked gracefully to the center of the venue. Her high heels made a slight sound as they stepped on the carpet.
Angel then realized that many guests in the salon had already looked at this small corner. He realized that Audrey, as the focus of the party, was probably worried that she would attract too much unnecessary attention, so she left after a quick conversation.
Sylvia also looked over, with a smile and confusion in her eyes, probably wondering why she could talk to Audrey so easily.
Sadly, I don't know why...
Angel thought that it was possible that Hugh Dilcha introduced him to Audrey, making her interested in him before the salon.
Another possibility was that Xio's commission to find Lanevus was issued by Audrey, or by some nobles behind her, so he, who provided clues to Lanevus's location, also came into their sight.
But there is no evidence at the moment, just speculation.
After a few minutes, Angel noticed that Audrey and Viscount Grallint had left the salon one after another. Although this made the hall less focused, the other guests became more relaxed and the conversation became more heated. The atmosphere gradually heated up with the elegant piano music.
She knew it was time for her to leave.
She walked to the side door and slipped out of the hall, only to find a maid waiting outside.
The other party took her to a heavy wooden door in the side hall, knocked on the door several times, and after a while, a faint bell rang. He pushed open the door and invited Angel in.
The door is very soundproof. It seems that this is the location of the "occult salon" that Audrey mentioned?
After entering the room and walking around a partition, Angel discovered that this was a small study. The gorgeously dressed Audrey he had just seen had changed out of her dress and put on a light dress, sitting behind the desk.
The host here, Viscount Glint, sat in the armchair next to him like a guest. He had taken off his tuxedo and tie and was only wearing a white shirt and brown vest.
A big golden retriever was lying beside the desk, staring at Angel who had just entered the room with its round eyes. Angel found that it was the same dog that had been lying next to Hugh at the salon last time. It turned out that its owner was Miss Audrey.
"Hello, Miss Irene Watson, welcome to our 'small group,'" the Viscount said, not standing up, but simply nodding as a greeting, as befitted his status. "I've heard you're quite knowledgeable in the occult. Perhaps here, we can share some unique knowledge and information."
"There aren't many members here. Including you, there are only five of us," Audrey took over the conversation and continued the introductions. "Glarint and I, Miss Hugh Dilcha. I'm sure you met her last week. There's also Ms. Fors Wall. They're both Beyonders, true Beyonders. It's a pity they can't attend the salon these days. You'll get to know them later."
I can't attend these few days...
Could it be that Miss Xiu, having reported Lanevus, is avoiding appearances here anytime soon in order to maintain a low profile? Then, this "bounty hunter" is most likely acting as a "white glove" for these two nobles.
Angel guessed, but seeing that the two were looking at him, he could only quickly answer without thinking:
"I'm glad to join your party. I also yearn for those Beyonders with true Beyonder abilities, even..."
When introducing himself, Angel wanted to pretend to be a mystic enthusiast who pursued the power of potions, but suddenly thought of his meeting with Hugh. The latter already knew his identity as a Beyonder. Based on the relationship between them, if Hugh knew, it meant that Audrey and the Viscount also knew.
Moreover, if he were not a Beyonder, these two nobles would not have to invite him to join the "Mystic Salon" so solemnly.
"...In fact, I myself am a Beyonder, um, the lowest sequence one."
She changed her tune and admitted it.
As expected, Grellint had an expression of "as expected" on his face, while Audrey looked curious, even with a hint of disbelief.
"Excuse me, but what path of Beyonder are you from?"
She seemed afraid that this question would cause Angel to misunderstand, so she asked in a very calm tone.
"A fortune teller, a Sequence 9 fortune teller."
Without hesitation, Angel reported Sequence 9, which was another way he knew the potion formula, instead of the "Assassin" way.
"Divination? Is it the kind that uses tarot cards or a crystal ball?"
Viscount Greylint was obviously more impatient than Audrey. Upon hearing Angel's lie about the source of the potion, he immediately asked.
"I'm better at magic mirror divination, but pendulum and tarot are also possible."
Angel realized that it would be difficult to dispel the two nobles' doubts without revealing his own skills, so he walked to the desk, sat opposite Audrey, took the paper and pen, and asked with his eyes what kind of divination she needed.
"Well, I'd like to try some divination..." Audrey's jewel-like green eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness. "My brother will be sending some gifts back from overseas soon, and I'd like to know if they can arrive safely in Backlund."
She wrote the divination words "Miss Audrey's gift will arrive safely in Backlund" on a piece of paper, raised the citrine pendant, closed her eyes, and silently recited them seven times.
Since the subject who needs divination is right in front of him, the information required for divination is not that high, allowing Angel to get the result directly through the pendulum.
Viscount Greylint stood up from his chair and came over curiously. Audrey also stared at the pendant with anticipation.
Angel opened her eyes and found that the crystal was rotating clockwise at a very fast speed, even pulling at her left hand holding the silver chain.
"The gifts should arrive safely," she said, interpreting the divination results. "And according to the divination results, I believe they have already arrived?"
Crystal's rotation speed was different from her usual "affirmation", and she keenly noticed this and over-interpreted it.
"Absolutely correct. They arrived in Backlund yesterday. Miss Irene, you are indeed a master of divination."
Audrey looked surprised and answered in a lively tone.
"That's amazing! I originally wanted to be a 'pharmacist', but after seeing Miss Irene's performance, I'm even a little shaken."
Grellint sat back in the chair beside him, rubbing his chin in distress.
"You'll probably never get the potion you want like this. I'm different. My goal has always been to be a 'spectator'."
"Audience? Is this also the name of a potion?" Angel took over the topic at the right time, pretending to be a novice in mysticism who didn't know about other kinds of potions.
"Yes, it can give people keen observation skills and allow them to glimpse other people's true thoughts from their expressions and actions. This is perfect for me."
The noble lady answered with shining eyes and full of longing.
"Unfortunately, we've searched for a long time but haven't found any clues to the formulas for these two potions," Grellant interjected. "That's why we invited Ms. Fors, Ms. Xiu, and Ms. Irene to join us. Do you know the formulas for these potions, or any clues to their origins?"
The Viscount looked at Angel expectantly.
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