After listening to the Hanged Man's story, Klein inevitably thought of the Red Angel Medici and the evil spirit in the underground ruins.

However, he did not share the findings of this exploration, firstly because it was not necessary for the time being, and secondly because it involved Miss Sharon.

As for the other members, they had already learned about the destruction of Bansi Harbor last time, and since the "Hanged Man" did not reveal any new information, they naturally had no intention of responding.

Seeing that no one spoke, Alger glanced at the "world", retracted his gaze, and said calmly:

"It's your turn."

The Hermit Cattleya immediately turned her head and looked at the Magician Fors:

"Ma'am, what else do you know about Mr. 'Door'? I can pay you accordingly."

Fors, who originally did not want to reveal her problem, hesitated and wavered when she heard the second half of the sentence.

Reward, I wonder how much money Ms. Hermit can give me... I don’t know enough about Mr. Door... And part of it comes from Mr. Fool’s words... Magician Fors looked at the top of the bronze table again and said:

"Dear Mr. Fool, may I speak?"

Because they would see each other every full moon, Klein knew that Miss Magician's financial situation was not very good, so he smiled and nodded:

"Can."

Fors breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the Hermit Cattleya and said:

"For 500 pounds, you can apply for a private exchange."

Cattleya did not bargain, and thought for a moment before saying:

"No, just say it directly."

She hoped that other members would remember more about Mr. "Door" after hearing Miss "Magician"'s story.

Fors nodded and said carefully:

“I once got a magical item that can help people travel through the spirit world. After using it, every time there is a full moon or a blood moon, you will hear strange whispers, which will bring you almost uncontrollable pain.

"And according to Mr. Fool, the mumbling came from Mr. Door."

She paused for a second and added:

"It's possible that He is asking for help."

It turned out that Fors was silently enduring such pain... She never showed it at all and always looked like she was enjoying life... "Justice" Audrey subconsciously sympathized with her friend while reflecting on herself for not effectively using her "audience" ability to discover Fors's inappropriateness.

A magical item that can travel through the spirit world... mumblings during the full moon... a cry for help... Cattleya, the Hermit, repeated the key points of the words of the Magician in her mind, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Thank you for your description."

She then glanced at the other members and was disappointed to find that no one had any additional reaction.

The free exchange continued and came to an end without any incident.

After watching the members leave and helping them complete the actual operations of several transactions, Klein returned to the real world, sat down in the easy chair with a relaxed feeling, and rested for a while.

Then, he walked to the desk, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a letter to Sharon, telling her that the lucky necklace had been sold, and only the "biological toxin bottle" was left, as well as the extraordinary characteristics of the "madman".

After folding the letter and writing down information such as 126 Gard Street, Hillston District, and Mrs. Maria, Klein opened the iron cigarette box again, allowing the Blood Admiral Senior to silently appear next to him.

This "vengeful spirit" humbly picked up the letter on the table like a personal valet and disappeared into the room.

A few blocks away, at a mailbox, a letter appeared out of thin air and fell into it.

…………

East Chestershire, in the Hall family castle.

Audrey stared at the mirror with unfocused blue eyes, and all that came to her mind were the contents of the Book of Secrets.

This knowledge is intertwined to form an illusory book, which can be presented once recalled and the corresponding pages can be turned according to thoughts.

This is the result of Klein being able to directly mobilize a small amount of power from the mysterious space above the gray fog, combining the bestowed information with the "Fortune Teller" dream recall ability. It can last for one to two weeks.

This was enough for Audrey to finish reading the Book of Secrets, and if there were any parts she couldn't remember clearly, she could continue to ask for the gift.

"Mr. Fool's condition seems to be getting better and better..." Audrey thought happily, her eyes gradually regaining their luster.

She stood up, walked to the door, and smiled at the big golden retriever sitting outside bored:

"Susie, you're not ladylike like this."

Susie looked around warily, sniffed, and then spoke:

"This is the most standard action in hound training."

But you are not a qualified hound... Audrey muttered to herself, then said with a smile:

"I thought you would answer me like this: Audrey, I'm just a dog~"

Susie responded seriously:

"Too much repetition can easily lead others to understand your habits and mental activities.

"Audrey, that's what the psychology book says."

…Audrey was at a loss for words to respond. At this moment, she saw her father, Earl Hall, walking up the castle stairs with a valet and a servant.

Even though it was sunny outside, it was still dim in here. There were even candlesticks that had been lit. They were embedded in the wall and illuminated the steps.

"This castle is so old, I think it needs a major renovation." Earl Hall complained casually to his daughter.

Audrey nodded modestly:

"Yes, my dear Count, that is exactly why I do not like it here. It makes me feel like I am slowly rotting."

"But in fact, I spend 13,000 pounds every year to renovate this place." Earl Hall sighed with a smile.

Audrey glanced at Susie, then smiled at her father and said,

"Dad, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Earl Hall pointed to the paper in the servant's hand and said:

"A telegram from Backlund, someone is selling 10% of the shares of the bicycle company, baby, are you interested? I think this industry has a very bright future, and it is far from the lowest expectations now."

"Bicycle?" Audrey was unfamiliar with the term. She turned her eyes slightly with a confused expression.

Earl Hall looked at his daughter with a smile and said:

"A two-wheeled machine for people to ride. You can think of it this way, like a horse-drawn carriage for ordinary people.

"In Loen and Backlund, the largest number of people are not nobles or businessmen, but ordinary people who do manual labor. The next largest number of people are those with more skills and status. This is the group that bicycles are aimed at. They are the absolute majority and have a certain purchasing power. Even if only 10% of them are willing to buy bicycles, this company can achieve very good development.

"Well, they have the corresponding patents."

Audrey believed in her father's vision and understood the prospects described by Earl Hall. She nodded slightly:

"How much is that 10% stake worth?"

"According to preliminary investigations, Backlund Bicycle Company is currently only worth 50,000 pounds. This is because it will take time for the promotion and sales of the product to take off. Therefore, we cannot simply assume that 10% of the shares are only worth 5,000 pounds. My suggestion is to bid 8,000 pounds in the first round, and the psychological bottom price is 15,000 pounds. I will send someone to help you take care of this matter." Earl Hall said concisely.

About 10,000 pounds... I have almost used up all my cash this month... Audrey said a little embarrassedly:

"Dad, I can't take out the money all at once, and it will take some time to sell stocks, real estate, and mines, or wait for their returns."

Earl Hall laughed and said:

"You don't need to go through so much trouble. You can pledge the shares of Backlund Arms Corporation or Pritz Commercial Shipping Company to the bank for a short period of time and get enough cash. When the matter is over, you can pledge the shares of the bicycle company to the bank for a long period of time and use the loan to repay the previous loan.

"In this way, you only need to pay higher interest for one or two weeks to complete the transaction, and the annual dividends from the bicycle company are enough to pay the interest on the long-term loan, allowing you to patiently wait for appreciation, which is a high probability event."

Although Audrey had not received a complete education in business and finance, she had a father who was a big banker and was not unfamiliar with similar things. After a brief thought, she understood the whole process and asked in confirmation:

"So, I only need to pay two or three hundred pounds to get 10% of the shares of the bicycle company?"

"Maybe a little less." Earl Hall said with a smile.

Audrey understood what her father meant. As the largest shareholder of Bavat Bank and the fourth largest shareholder of Backlund Bank, he had enough power to allow his daughter to obtain a short-term loan with reasonable interest.

"Thank you, dear Earl." Audrey smiled, lifted her skirt and bowed.

…………

Under the moonlight at night, the sea water was deep blue and almost black. Alger Wilson stood on the bow, looking at the quietly crawling outline of Pasu Island.

This is the headquarters of the Storm Church, a place favored by the true God!

As a middle-level official in the church, Alger remembered that he had only been here three times. One was after he found the Blue Avenger and was promoted to Navigator. Another was last year's job report. Another was a long time ago when he was a half-blood with dark blue hair and was selected to join the headquarters and became a member of the children's choir. However, he had no talent for singing and was soon sent away. He returned to the small church on his birth island to serve as a servant. The pastor there was a man who was very rude to his subordinates.

Whenever he recalled this experience, his expression became quite solemn and he longed to reach a high position.

Amid the sound of the wind, the "Blue Avenger" moved forward quietly and headed for the port.

…………

Backlund had also entered the dark night. Emlyn White, dressed in a neat suit and a silk hat, lurked outside the residence of another vampire baron, Russ Bathory.

He believed that the other party would take action soon and retrieve the bait, and for a vampire, such a night with a red moon was very suitable for hunting.

After an unknown amount of time, Emlyn's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a figure leaping down from the rear window of the house and landing silently.