On the outskirts of the North District, in a three-story teaching building of a medical school that is almost abandoned.

Even though it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, the fog and clouds had already made the entire Backlund gloomy and dark, as if a heavy rainstorm was about to come.

In the dilapidated corridor, the cold light shone dimly and penetrated through the windows, making everything seem quiet, devastated, and eerie.

Audrey, who came here for the second time, was no longer as nervous and tense as before. She turned her head slightly left and right with a surgical cap and a large mask on, observing the environment and every detail here out of habit.

Viscount Glint was walking beside him, gradually becoming a little frightened, and could not help but lower his voice and said:

"Why does it feel a bit weird here..."

"Will there be ghosts and evil spirits?"

As a mystic enthusiast who had only stepped half way into the circle, the only extraordinary phenomena he had witnessed were Fors's ability to walk through walls and open doors. He was not sure whether the ghosts and spirits really existed.

But that doesn't stop him from being afraid of similar monsters!

Fors glanced at him sideways, suppressing her smile and saying:

"Most of the people attending the party are Beyonders. If there really are evil spirits and ghosts, they will definitely be very happy. This means materials or servants."

Seeing that Viscount Greylint was obviously relieved, she deliberately added:

"Of course, I'm only talking about the weaker kind of ghosts. A truly mature ghost might be able to kill everyone here silently. If you want to run, you can only go back and forth between the three floors. You can't get out. It's like entering a maze."

Xio nodded in approval:

"I have encountered similar vengeful spirits before. They circled the cemetery several times but could not escape. During this process, some people kept turning back for unknown reasons and then suddenly died. If it weren't for a Beyonder carrying the 'Sun Talisman', you might not be able to see me today."

Viscount Glint shuddered and turned his head to look out the window. At this moment, a withered branch happened to hit the glass in the cold wind, making a slight sound.

Greylint almost cried out, and hurriedly moved closer to the two Beyonders, Fors and Xiu.

Audrey suppressed the smile that was about to come out of her mouth and watched the scene quietly, thinking to herself:

I have seen Mr. Fool, who is almost like a god. I know the City of Silver in the God-forsaken Land. I have heard of all kinds of horrible monsters in the depths of darkness. Why would I be afraid of vengeful spirits and phantoms?

But... I haven't really encountered a ghost yet, ugh! Audrey, what are you thinking? It's better not to encounter such things casually!

Unless I have become a "psychologist" and have the extraordinary ability to influence other creatures, or have obtained a magical item that can restrain ghost monsters...

The group of four couldn't help but quicken their pace and quickly arrived at today's gathering place.

Before entering the door, Fors found an opportunity, bent his back slightly, and whispered in Xio's ear:

"You cooperated well just now. You were able to make up a scary story so quickly."

"Look at the part of Viscount Greylint that's not covered by the mask. It's so pale that you can hardly see any other color."

Xio turned his head and answered in a slightly bewildered manner:

“I didn’t make up the story.”

"That was what happened before I came to Backlund."

"..." Fors was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Is that true?"

"What's so deceptive about this?" Xio's puzzled expression was hidden by the mask.

Fors turned his head, took two steps forward, and suddenly trembled.

At this time, Grellint, who no longer wanted to stay in the gloomy and scary corridor, reached out and pushed open the door of the gathering place.

As the creaking sound echoed, what came into his sight was the cement floor, and what wafted into his nose was the frowning smell of preservatives.

Then, he saw a larger pool in the center, which was filled with transparent yellow liquid and in which figures floated one after another.

Those figures were all naked, some were relatively intact, while others had half of their skin peeled off, and were a brown color like beef jerky.

These are all corpses!

"ah!"

A male screaming voice echoed in the room.

All eyes turned to Greylint.

All these gazes came from the figures in white coats surrounding the pool. They were also wearing surgical caps and large masks, with only their eyes and a little skin exposed.

Grellint's body swayed, and he wanted to turn around and run, but he saw Audrey, Fors, and Hugh walked past him as if nothing had happened and walked in, pretending not to be companions who came here together.

After taking a breath, Greylint almost felt sick.

He looked back outside and saw that the corridor was dark and cold, with shadows everywhere and not a single living person in sight.

Shivering again, Greylint quickened his pace, caught up with Audrey and the others, and sat down in a place farthest from the pool.

After a few minutes, a figure in a white coat stepped out, used a wooden pole with a hook beside the pool to pull a corpse to the side, and then directly dragged the corpse to the concrete floor.

He paused for two or three seconds, took out a scalpel, and cut open the corpse's abdomen.

As the wound deepened, a cold and hoarse voice suddenly came out from inside:

“The party is about to begin.”

...Grelint reached out and pressed the mask on his face. His throat moved a few times and he almost vomited.

As various transactions succeeded or failed, the party entered the middle stage. Audrey, who had been observing calmly, finally spoke:

"I want the 'audience' potion recipe."

Before she finished her words, she immediately felt several gazes sweeping over her, but they quickly looked away without lingering for long.

After dozens of seconds of silence, the transaction was aborted.

…………

It was just after four in the afternoon and it was getting closer to night.

"How come there is nothing..." Greylint lost his noble demeanor and leaned against the wooden board of the carriage with a slightly limp face, sighing softly.

This gathering of extraordinary people left a deep impression on him and made him feel that he had taken a huge risk.

But even so, he still didn't buy the horn of an adult Pegasus and the venom crystals of the crown jellyfish.

Fors curled his lips secretly and said:

"This is normal. Although Backlund is the easiest place to get materials, if you can't participate in every Beyonder gathering, you will still not be able to find the items you want for a long time. This requires either luck or patience."

"Mr. Viscount, you see, there is still no clue about the formula of the 'audience' that Miss Audrey wants."

Sometimes, you encounter something but have no money to buy it…Xiu, who was sitting next to him, thought helplessly.

Audrey comforted Grellint:

"When I get back, I'll look in my treasure house. Maybe there's what you want."

She brought the pituitary gland of the rainbow lizard today, but did not encounter the cerebrospinal fluid of the Falsman rabbit, so she only exchanged it for 320 pounds in cash - this was in preparation for Susie's promotion.

Graylin nodded and was about to speak when he saw Hugh suddenly sit up straight, frowning slightly and said:

"It seems like someone is following us!"

"I believe in your intuition. What should we do now?" Fors asked, looking around.

Follow us? What is there for us to follow? We just sold an extraordinary item and got a few hundred pounds in cash. Even if someone wants to rob us, we shouldn't be the first target... Although Grallint acted like a rookie, we didn't... And the convener of the party did a lot to ensure the safety of the members and prevent someone from being followed, unless, apart from this, he was the one who sent people to follow! Everything was normal last time, um, what's the difference between the two times... Audrey's thoughts raced, and suddenly she had an idea:

Perhaps it was my quest to purchase the “audience” formula that attracted the attention of the Psychological Alchemy Society.

They can’t just sell the “audience” formula casually; the follow-up must be to attract people to join.

And bringing people into the organization is not an easy task. One must be on guard against whether the other party is a quasi-night watcher, a quasi-punisher, or a spy sent by other secret forces.

Without observing the target and conducting examinations, the organization will be destroyed quickly!

After a few seconds of silence, Audrey said to Fors and the others:

"Be prepared to be attacked."

"Pretend you didn't notice the stalker."

"If you can return to Queens smoothly, don't worry about my and Greylint's identities being exposed. You must leave in secret."

Her green eyes swept over Greylint, and she added with a faint smile:

"We are mystic enthusiasts known to many people, so it's normal for us to find opportunities to attend Extraordinary gatherings. Even if we are followed by official Extraordinary people, they won't suspect anything because we are just ordinary people. Therefore, at most they will warn us through other channels."

But I'm already Sequence 8... Phew, in order to get in touch with the Psychological Alchemy Society, I have to take some risks... The official Beyonders shouldn't target me just because I'm looking to buy the formula. I shouldn't be able to bypass the party organizers and track me. I have to trust my own judgment! Audrey encouraged herself in her heart.

"Okay." Viscount Greylint muttered and agreed.

The carriage moved forward as usual and circled several times. In the end, Audrey and others changed to another one as scheduled.

During this process, the stalker never launched an attack.

Arriving at the back door of Viscount Glint's residence in Queens, the two nobles returned in the normal way, while Fors and Xio left using their own skills.

Ten minutes later, Audrey, along with her golden retriever Susie and her maids, left through the main gate in her own carriage without any concealment.

Listening to the sound of the wheels rolling, she couldn't confirm whether there were any more followers, so she could only let her thoughts wander:

It was obviously impossible for Earl Hall's daughter to be a spy for any extraordinary power...

There is nothing wrong with her past...

It is well known that she is fond of the occult...

Her identity and status can bring help different from others...

Maybe, in a couple of days, a member of the Psychological Alchemist Society will try to contact me... Audrey thought with some anticipation and nervousness.

…………

Although he said he was making preparations, Klein spent two days at the Krag Club as if nothing had happened. He even played a card game with the equestrian teacher Talim and others and won a few soli.

Before going to bed, he did not forget to check outside Lawyer Jurgen's house to confirm whether there was any light and whether he should feed the cat.

At eight o'clock on Friday night, he put on the iron mask and the black robe with a hood and entered the living room of the old man "Wisdom Eye". 8)