Chapter 850 What conditions should I agree to?
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Throwing down the documents in his hand, Leonard Mitchell raised his feet and placed them indecently on the coffee table. He leaned back and buried himself in the sofa, closing his eyes helplessly.
After losing track of the "witch" four days ago, he has not been able to find any trace of her again. Even the "2nd" level seal he applied for divination was useless, showing the other party's sophisticated anti-divination measures.
Should I go to the Steam Church to borrow the magic mirror that can make people unable to raise their heads for the rest of their lives... He muttered, recalling the red face of "God's Singer" Ace Snake who was speechless when asked in front of the three major churches, and decisively gave up this idea.
"Old man, what do you think about this?"
He asked in a low voice.
"I told you, the one who rescued her that day was also a witch. Although her sequence isn't high, she carries a dangerous aura. I suggest you hand the case over to someone else and don't delve any deeper."
The old voice in his head replied.
"Even you feel it's dangerous..."
Leonard sighed again and decided to listen to the old man this time.
Moreover, according to some people within the church, this serial killer actually killed "guilty people". Even if the Night Watchmen caught them, they would be sent to the police station for processing. This relentless pursuit attitude was largely due to Leonard's own persistence.
"Maybe I should really just let it go?"
He pondered and looked at the documents on the table with some reluctance. He stood up and paced around the living room for a few times. Seeing that the wall clock pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon, he sat back on the sofa and gently closed his eyes.
The next moment, his eyelids seemed to be penetrated by a crimson light, completely submerging him, and his spirit body continued to rise, arriving at a palace with twenty-two high-backed chairs that he was already familiar with.
…
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool, and everyone."
Following Audrey's energetic greeting, everyone in the Tarot Club stood up and saluted The Fool at the head of the long table, beginning today's meeting.
To Klein the Fool's surprise, Emlyn the Moon actually submitted two pages of Russell's diary this week, a departure from his usual lazy style.
You know, even Cattleya, the "hermit" who had the "mysterious queen" behind her, hadn't submitted a new diary entry in a while. As for the "queen" who had been with him almost all the time, he hadn't counted on her at all...
With anticipation in his heart, Klein looked at the parchment in front of him.
These diaries were probably copied several times, so that the order was a little messed up. He had read almost all of the first page, and the only new content was the emperor's feelings about the customs of Intis and his dissatisfaction with the hygiene when he first arrived.
No wonder he dedicated his life to improving society's sanitation. Now we have flush toilets and modern sewers in all major cities, all thanks to this pioneer... Klein muttered, looking at the second page. His eyes swept over the evaluation of those noble ladies from two hundred years ago, and suddenly his gaze froze.
He saw some important keywords.
"February 15th is the day I traveled through time again. Every time this day comes, I secretly celebrate for myself. Initially, it was because I had survived another year in this chaotic, strange world, but later, it was just for commemoration.
"Most of the mausoleum has already been built. They've mobilized craftsmen and begun construction under various pretexts, concealing their activities. Of course, the gods must have known about this and acquiesced to it, perhaps believing that a newly born god would become their 'comrade'... Of course, even if it's just to stabilize my own anchor, I must stand with them, but I always have to consider my own escape route.
"Nine mausoleums? That sounds like a lot, but if they were all exposed, there would be no point. That's why I built one of them in a secret place... My early movements weren't exactly secret, and it would be easy for someone with ulterior motives to discover the location of the last mausoleum. So, I will build another secret mausoleum, one that exceeds the requirements of the ritual and is beyond anyone's imagination!
"Of course, this wouldn't violate the requirements of the ritual. In fact, if adding more mausoleums was useful, the previous 'Black Emperor' would have done so long ago. But who stipulated that one of the ten mausoleums couldn't be fake?"
The diary ended here, but Klein fell into a long period of contemplation.
He naturally knew what the "mausoleum" mentioned by Russell was: in his later years, this traverser who jumped from Sequence 2 of "Generalist" to Sequence 1 of "Secret Peeper" was unable to collect other characteristics and "uniqueness", so he could only turn his attention to the pinnacle of the "Lawyer" path, the "Black Emperor", and the nine mausoleums were a necessary condition for the promotion ceremony.
But from the content of this diary, it can be seen that although the Seven Gods tacitly approved of his deification, and even expected it, Russell obviously did not trust them. After hiding a mausoleum in a "secret place", he tried to build another mausoleum to confuse people or gods who might attack him and prevent him from becoming a god.
Judging from the results, Russell's suspicion was actually very correct. During the ceremony of becoming a god, he was assassinated by the Sauron family, other former royal families, and the Church of the Eternal Sun, and his eight tombs were also destroyed.
But if his plan came true, one of them might be fake. Then, there would be two more tombs of the "Black Emperor" in this world, and the "Mysterious Queen" was looking for them... Klein felt a surge of emotion for a moment. He was unsure whether this senior time traveler who had helped him so much was still alive, or whether there was any hope for his return.
But he hoped there was.
Putting down the diary, he looked at Emlyn the Moon and asked in a low, ethereal voice:
"What do you want?"
In fact, this question was a bit too "proactive" for him, but fewer and fewer people had contributed diaries recently, so Klein decided to motivate everyone in this way.
Unexpectedly, Emlyn simply bowed and replied in a calm tone:
“This is what I should do.”
After saying this, he looked around at the others, seeming a little proud.
No, you'll dampen their enthusiasm... But it's certainly something a self-proclaimed "blood race" would do... Klein was silent for a moment, then knocked on the table and said, "
"You guys go ahead."
Angel immediately looked at the "star" at the end of the male side and requested to communicate with him privately.
After The Fool gestured, she spoke:
"Were you in the East End trying to catch a 'witch' last Friday?"
Since the two already knew each other, Angel's tone was quite casual. Leonard didn't say anything polite, but nodded doubtfully and replied:
"Yes, she is the serial killer I mentioned. I almost caught her after performing a sacrificial ritual imitating the Aurora Society, but another witch appeared at the last moment and rescued her."
As he spoke, he frowned and asked uncertainly:
"Do you know her?"
"More than just knowing her, she's one of my Minor Arcana, the Queen of Pentacles," Angel replied with a chuckle, causing Leonard's eyes to widen behind the gray mist. "I've been keeping an eye on her behavior. She only kills those who deserve it, never targeting ordinary people. I hope you can stop the investigation and pursuit, and find a way to cover it up within the Church. As compensation, I can agree to one condition."
This... why does it sound like a power-for-money transaction? Moreover, Angel proposed to recruit "small players" only half a month ago, and now she has done it. She wouldn't act without authorization... After secretly glancing at Mr. Fool, Leonard nodded and agreed without much hesitation.
After all, he had been prepared to give up investigating the case under the old man's persuasion, so it was a good opportunity to do him a favor, and...
"What do the conditions you mentioned include?"
The corners of his mouth suddenly rose, and he asked back in a frivolous tone. He suddenly felt like he had returned to Tingen and returned to the carefree life of a Nighthawk.
But the next second, Leonard felt a chill run through his body, as if he was being stared at by something terrifying. He immediately gave up on the subsequent teasing and continued seriously:
"I mean, can you make that high-level spell you mentioned last time? I can provide the 'Time Worm' as the material."
This was equivalent to a "manufacturing fee" of 3,000 pounds, but for Angel it was a zero-cost deal, so she immediately agreed and decided to make the deal after the party.
Only then did Leonard feel the chill that had come from nowhere disappear. He subconsciously looked towards World Klein, who was sitting alone at the end of the long table, but found him with his head lowered and motionless, clearly still under the influence of Mr. Fool's shielding of his vision and hearing.
Strange, was it an illusion, or maybe I felt guilty about teasing Angel, so I stopped myself at the last moment... No, maybe it was because she was the "immortal" witch, which made me feel a sense of crisis!
Until the end of the private conversation, Leonard was still convincing himself in his mind.
But Angel's plan was simpler. After resolving the issue of Sherman being a wanted criminal, she looked at the others and found that no one was ready to bring up a deal, so she said:
"Selling some recently acquired Beyonder traits: one 'Winner', one 'Desperate Witch', and one Sequence 4 'Trickster'."
This was her harvest from exploring the "Fountain of Youth". The remaining "reapers" were to be left to Elaine, while the others were still in the "Rose Necklace". Although they might be innocent victims, Angel could only wait until the other extraordinary people were "herded" before he would have a chance to liberate these trapped souls... and sell their extraordinary characteristics at a reasonable price.
The "Winner" was familiar to everyone because she had appeared in the Tarot Club's transactions. The "Despair" Witch was also known to everyone because of the heavy smog. In addition, she was pointed out to be a Sequence 4 "Weird Mage". Of the three characteristics for sale, two actually belonged to "Demigods"!
With the exception of World Klein, all the Tarot Club members fell into a state of obvious daze. Their brains could not immediately comprehend the concept of two demigods' characteristics being placed on the bronze table, and these were "recently acquired" characteristics. What did this mean...
Only the Hermit Cattleya's expression froze. Her gaze from beneath her glasses stole towards the Queen sitting next to her. After a moment, she cautiously asked,
"Excuse me, did you sell these Beyonder Characteristics yourself, or on behalf of someone else?"
She even used honorifics.
"They're all mine."
Angel answered calmly. She knew why the other party asked this question, so she didn't hide it.
"So, you've completed your advancement to Sequence 3?"
Beside her, Audrey, the "Justice", straightened her back, turned her head to look at Angel, and asked in a delighted tone.
This tone quickly reminded the other members who were either suspicious or fearful that the "Queen" was also "one of them" and the higher the sequence, the more advantageous it was for them.
The atmosphere on the field returned to normal.
Last time, after they knew I was participating in the Pirate Conference and fighting against the "God Evil", it was Audrey who calmed the atmosphere with her words, so that I wouldn't be too embarrassed... Angel's lips curled up slightly, and he replied softly:
“That’s right.
"I am already the 'ageless' witch."
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