Chapter 202 Gatherings on Both Sides
"Witch's potion recipe for sale, price negotiable."
Seeing the fishing information appear again on the blackboard behind Mr. A, Angel withdrew his gaze and observed the members of the assembly around him, trying to find the hidden members of the "Witch Sect" among them.
Based on the last gathering and the experience of being followed on the way out, she was certain that Mr. A had spies from the "Witch Cult" here. Perhaps they were there to trade materials and make money, or perhaps they were simply there to monitor the gathering of Extraordinary People.
Before attending this meeting, Angel burned the puppy mask that made her called "Dog Lady", so she could only wear the iron mask used at the "Eye of Wisdom" party. Although it could only cover the upper half of her face, with the help of the "Ring of Madness", she was confident that no one would recognize her.
This time, fewer people attended Mr. A's gathering than last week. She suspected it was related to the Aurora Society's terrorist attack and the murder of the neighboring country's ambassador. After all, many Beyonders knew that Mr. A belonged to the Aurora Society. After learning that the Aurora Society was responsible for the terrorist attack that killed the ambassador, some Beyonders who feared trouble might not attend the gatherings in the near future.
At this moment, many members at the scene secretly cast their eyes towards Mr. A, who was sitting on a single sofa in the center of the venue. The latter lowered his head, hiding his expression in his hood, and seemed to be snoring. But Angel always felt that something seemed wrong with him, more dangerous and crazier than before.
Maybe it's psychological...
She comforted herself.
After all, the Aurora Society carried out large-scale terrorist attacks and loudly declared responsibility for them. Their actions were a bit too extreme, giving her the impression that the believers were all crazy.
Of course, Mr. A himself would not do such a thing. Otherwise, how could he dare to continue staying in Queens, where politicians gather and sandwiched between Sivella Square and St. Samuel's Church, and frequently hold Beyonder gatherings?
Wasn't he afraid that the Nighthawks, the Mandated Punishers, or the elite of the Mechanical Heart would burst in with a cry, corner him in the room, and chop him into irreparable pulp?
"Ma'am, I have a trade request for you regarding the potion formula you are trying to sell."
A waiter approached with silent steps, bent down and handed Angel a note.
Pretending that he couldn't see in the dark, Angel turned slightly to the side and looked at the note in the dim light.
"Purchase 'Witch' potion, interview."
Here we come!
Angel has been waiting for the long-awaited contact from the "Witch Sect".
Following the waiter who led the way to the door of the study next door, Angel adjusted his hood and mask, pushed the door open and walked into the room.
A young man, also wearing a hood but not a mask, had already stood in the study, with half of his chin exposed, looking mysterious and weird in the shadows.
Seeing Angel come in, the other party nodded as a greeting.
Judging from his body shape and height, he doesn't look like the "instigator" who followed me that night and escaped after being injured by me... It seems that the "Witch Sect" has plenty of manpower. They have arranged more than one person for Mr. A's meeting alone?
Of course, it could also be that the guy hasn't recovered yet after being cursed by my blood, so I changed the stalker.
Angel pretended not to know the other party's identity and asked impatiently:
"Is it the recipe for the 'witch' potion you want to buy?"
"No, I'm not planning on buying the formula," the man said, not disguising his intention. "I just want to confirm if you know anything about the 'Witch Cult'."
"Who are you? Why do you ask?"
Taking a deep breath, Angel took a step back in surprise, looking towards the exit of the room next to him, and asked with a hint of panic in his tone.
"Haha, don't get excited. I'm just giving you a chance, a chance to return to the organization."
The handsome man grinned and answered in a relaxed tone.
"No matter what you've done before, as long as you pass the test, you can continue to move closer to the 'Origin', be redeemed, and avoid the ultimate doomsday."
It seems that Mrs. Sharon also said this to Cole...
Angel confirmed once again that the other party was indeed from the "Witch Cult" and nodded hesitantly. Even through the mask, he put on a bewildered expression and asked:
"Pass the test? Then what should I do?"
The man fumbled under his robe for a moment and handed over a piece of paper. Angel took it and looked down. There was an address on it. It was in the West District, on a street she had never heard of.
"The day after tomorrow, Wednesday evening at 7:00 PM, go there on time and take the test. This will give you a chance to return to the Witch Cult. Otherwise, who knows what might happen to you that's detrimental to your health."
After giving the order in a threatening tone, the man tightened his hood and walked towards the door first.
Seeing his brisk steps and relaxed demeanor, Angel, who was holding the note, couldn't help but sneer:
"I'm curious. Do you know that after reaching Sequence 7, you will become a woman?"
The man stumbled.
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Amidst the boundless gray fog that seemed to never dissipate, deep red light flashed within the mysterious palace, and the members of the Tarot Club appeared one by one at the long bronze table, sitting in their own high-backed chairs.
Justice Audrey Hall was surprised to find that there was one more member joining the Tarot Club this time. He was wearing a black robe and a hood, and his figure was illusory and hazy. He sat at the end of the long bronze table, opposite Mr. Fool.
The first person she thought of was Hugh Dilcha, whom she planned to develop as a new member, but his height was obviously not suitable.
"This is the new member. He has already chosen his cards. You can call him Mr. World."
Mr. Fool, who was at the head of the long table, took the initiative to introduce himself.
"Hello, Mr. World, I am Justice."
The hospitable girl greeted the new members, and following her lead, the Hanged Man and the Sun also said hello.
They all received a rather cold response from "the world".
Unfortunately, before Xio and Fors passed the test, new members had already joined...
Audrey thought with some regret that her small attempt to fill the Tarot Club with her own people had been thwarted.
Fortunately, the Fool did not forget her suggestion and quickly issued a task specifically for them, stating that it was part of the initiation test.
When the Fool received the diary of Emperor Roselle presented by the Hanged Man and entered the fixed reading time of each meeting, Audrey also lowered her head to look at the colorful oil painting in front of her.
The man in the painting wears round-framed glasses, his black hair is combed back, revealing a full forehead, and his brown eyes reveal a mocking look. Information such as "Former name: Lanevus" is also marked below.
Finding him is Xio and Fors's mission.
Mr. Fool said the mission was simple, which meant this person wasn't a powerful Beyonder. But to have garnered His attention, his identity must be extraordinary...
I'll find an opportunity to give them the task, but I can't call it a test from Mr. Fool. Well, let's just say it's a simple task, and I might have to pay a small reward...
Audrey pondered, her gaze turning back to the motionless, wooden "world".
What kind of test did he undergo to join the Tarot Club?
And he actually chose the "World" card. In the Tarot, "The Fool" represents the beginning and "The World" represents the end. Although the generous Mr. Fool would certainly not care about these metaphors, perhaps the identity of Mr. "The World"...
Audrey's imagination ran wild for a moment.
"Let's enter the free communication time."
The Fool's low voice sounded, and then He looked at Audrey and said in a kind tone:
"Bakerland has been dealt with, Miss Justice. You did a good job. As agreed, you can choose your reward."
Feeling the surprised looks from the Hanged Man and the Sun, Audrey felt relieved. Unfortunately, the new member didn't seem to understand the meaning of this matter, or perhaps he was able to hide his emotions very well. After hearing the Fool's words, he remained motionless, which made her feel a little disappointed.
Oh right, we can’t keep Mr. Fool waiting for too long!
She gathered her thoughts, organized her words, and replied:
"I think I still owe you your favoree's reward."
She stuck to her principles and did not hide the fact that "Lieutenant General Hurricane" Qilingos had a high bounty.
The combined bounty on Qilingos from the Kingdom of Loen and other nations suffering from piracy was 30,000 pounds. Audrey would give half to the Fool's follower who killed him, and Mr. A would have to pay 10,000 pounds for assassinating Intis Ambassador Baker. Therefore, Mr. Fool's follower would receive the remaining 5,000 pounds.
Upon hearing this amount, Mr. Fool fell silent for a moment.
Is He dissatisfied? Indeed, I didn't do anything, yet I took half of it... Audrey, Audrey, how could you have such thoughts!
Her heart was in her throat, and she tried her best to maintain her sitting posture. Just as she was about to offer the remaining gold pounds to the Follower, the Fool nodded gently and said:
"Can."
Audrey felt as if she had been pardoned and relaxed completely.
"So can I talk now?"
The "world", who had been watching coldly, coughed lightly and asked.
The Hanged Man seemed somewhat wary of this new member. His gaze lingered on him for a long time, then glanced at Mr. Fool. Seeing that He didn't react, he replied softly:
"Okay, as Mr. Fool said, now is the time for free communication."
"Alright, I'd like to issue a commission," Mr. World said quickly, as if he'd been waiting for a long time. "I'm looking for a young female Beyonder who came to Backlund from a city in the north. She's approximately 1.75 meters tall, has purple eyes, and currently lives in the Backlund Bridge area, somewhere along the Tussock River. She likely has some way of hiding her true appearance."
This, this is not...
Audrey's eyes widened, and then she immediately entered the "audience" state, controlling her emotions and expressions, and raised her eyebrows as if she was interested in the commission.
With this height, age and gender, and coming from a northern city, could it be Tingen?
Isn’t that the characteristic of Miss “Queen”?
Why is this new member looking for the "Queen," the Tarot Club member who asked Mr. Fool for a long vacation and hasn't appeared in nearly a month?
She involuntarily looked at Mr. Fool at the head of the long table. He remained motionless, seemingly indifferent to the matter.
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