With the help of the bestowal ceremony, Klein handed over 2,500 pounds in cash and the golden ancient mask provided by The Hanged Man to Miss Justice, and used the image of the World's prayer to urge the other party to complete the transaction as soon as possible.

In the past two weeks, I have spent almost 5,000 pounds. If I hadn't left Tingen, this money would have been enough for my retirement, and I could have maintained a normal life at the same level as the landlady's family... Dolls ruin a life, and drinking medicine can make three generations poor... Klein looked at the endless fog and the ancient palace that had returned to silence, feeling a little melancholy, as if he had lost something important.

He calmed down for a few seconds, returned to the real world, picked up the remaining 830 pounds of banknotes on the desk, and counted out the six 5-pound notes.

Then, Klein put the 30 pounds in cash into his completely deflated wallet and solemnly stuffed it into the inside pocket of his clothes.

He divided the remaining 800 pounds into two folded stacks and put one stack in each pocket.

Then, Klein opened the drawer and took out two of the five strands of Deep Sea Naga hair that he had brought back to the real world. He wrapped them in layers of paper and carefully put them into a secret pocket of his clothes.

After doing all this, he took his hat and cane, walked to the street corner under the light of the gas street lamps at night, took a carriage, and headed straight to the "Brave Man" bar in the Backlund Bridge area.

In the lively and noisy environment, Klein insisted on finishing the glass of Southwell beer he had ordered, and then he slowly walked through the waves of cheers from the boxers, left the bar, and got into a rented carriage.

Feeling the wheels rolling, he deliberately closed his eyes, and suddenly he heard a tapping on the window.

Klein's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes and looked forward. He saw the pale and delicate Miss Sharon sitting quietly opposite him.

Without waiting for the other party to ask, Klein smiled and said:

"I sold the information you provided last time for a good price, the one about the Amon family tomb."

Sharon said nothing, just stared at him quietly.

Klein leaned on his cane and pulled out two wads of cash and a small ball of paper from his pocket.

"800 pounds plus two strands of deep-sea naga hair, the total value is around 1,000 pounds. This is what you deserve." Klein took a breath silently and handed over the cash and the paper ball with a smile.

Sharon glanced at him and reached out to take the two items.

She lowered her head, looked at the item in her hand, and asked in a vague and illusory voice:

“How much did you sell?”

“2,000 pounds, half each.” Klein chuckled.

If the Mechanical Heart only gives 1,500 pounds as originally planned, then I will have to owe a part of it first... he thought with relief.

Sharon flipped her bloodless palm, and the cash and paper ball disappeared.

She raised her head, said "hmm", and asked briefly:

"What's in the tomb?"

"I don't know. I didn't go." Klein did not reveal the help of the magic mirror Arrodes.

At this moment, he felt that if he described the experience in detail, Miss Sharon would definitely hold her chin with one hand and listen attentively, just like before.

This Miss Wrathful Ghost seemed to have a hobby of watching drama scenes and listening to various rumors... Klein summarized.

Sharon's expression did not change. She was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Someone is digging a passage to the underground ruins."

"Huh?" Klein was unable to react to what the other party was talking about.

But he soon understood what the underground ruins Sharon was referring to.

There is only one underground relic that both of them know about, and that is the ruins of the Tudor Dynasty of the Fourth Era, where there is a terrifying evil spirit!

Someone is digging a tunnel to enter the underground building? Klein pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly an inspiration came to him:

"The baronet?"

He had forgotten the name of the hidden descendant of the Tudor Dynasty. He only remembered that he had the title of a baronet and lived on Sivelas Street where the Backlund Police Department was located.

"Yeah." Sharon replied in the affirmative.

"What is he looking for? Doesn't he know that there is an evil spirit in there? Doesn't he know that all the Beyonders in his family died in there?" Klein asked a few questions as if he was talking to himself.

Sharon sat quietly and answered seriously:

"I don't know if he knows."

"...How long will it take him to dig through?" Klein asked carefully.

"For two to three months, he will be alone." Sharon gave her own judgment.

Huh, Klein exhaled slightly and said:

"There's no need to rush. When I'm ready, we'll go 'visit' him together."

At this point, he smiled and explained:

"You know, I like to be well prepared ahead of time."

Before I am promoted to "Faceless Man", I will not get involved in anything! He warned himself in his heart.

"Okay." Sharon didn't ask him what preparations he was going to make. Her figure quickly faded and disappeared into the car.

Klein leaned back against the wall of the compartment and felt relaxed.

The materials for the "Faceless Man" potion have been ordered and are just waiting to be "shipped"... All foreign debts have been paid off, and there is no need to worry about anything anymore... His mood is like settled sparkling wine, with a little joy rising silently occasionally.

The only bad thing is... Klein touched his left chest, where there was a shrunken wallet.

He sighed and muttered to himself silently:

"I only have 30 pounds in cash, 5 gold coins, and some change left..."

…………

Thursday afternoon.

Audrey Hall was waiting for Teacher Eslant to arrive in the study.

——After receiving replies from The Hanged Man and The World, she immediately sent a servant to deliver a letter to Islant.

The content of the letter was very ordinary, just hoping that the second psychology class of this week could be moved forward to Thursday. In fact, Audrey had already agreed with Eslant that once she expressed a similar meaning, it meant that the other party of the transaction agreed to the conditions.

Tick-tock, the wall clock ticked briskly. Islant, with waist-length hair, entered the room holding a few textbooks.

Audrey immediately gave Susie a look, and the big golden retriever jumped out with a little reluctance, lying in the shadow nearby, observing the people coming and going.

Eslant closed the door of the study, looked around slowly, then sat down opposite the small white round table and put down the textbook.

"Are they paying with money or magical items?" the member of the Psychological Alchemist asked in a low voice.

"One directly gave 2,500 pounds, and the other provided a magical item." Audrey said briskly as she took out a clean white cardboard box from her orange medium-sized handbag. The outside of the box was covered with a layer of spiritual wall.

Removing the spiritual wall, she opened the lid of the box, revealing the ancient golden mask.

She then recounted the mask's flaws and effects in detail.

Frankly speaking, when she got this magical item, she was very curious and wanted to try out its effect. After all, this was the first magical item she had officially come into contact with. But in the end, she restrained herself because she didn't want to become cruel.

"The value is basically the same." Islant tried it and breathed a sigh of relief.

After pausing for two seconds, she took out the thickest textbook and turned to page 48.

The middle part of the textbook has been hollowed out, containing a palm-sized iron box and a rolled-up parchment.

"The characteristics of the human skin shadow... the formula of the 'Wind-loving' potion..." Islant introduced and demonstrated.

Audrey's eyes were fixed on the diamond-like feature, and she was quite dizzy by the faces formed by the light and shadow inside.

This, this is some ability to restrain the "audience"... Is this Mr. "World"'s sequence path? No wonder... Audrey looked away and looked at the potion formula:

"Sequence 6, 'Wind Blesser', main materials: six crystal feathers of the Blue Shadow Falcon, a pair of eyeballs of the Dragon Eye Sea Eagle..."

Before Audrey had time to examine the supplementary materials, Eslante had rolled up the parchment in time.

Then, she fixed the spiritual wall of the iron box, closed the textbook, and pushed the heavy book to Audrey.

Audrey held the book, but failed to hand over the golden antique mask and 2,500 pounds in cash to Eslant in time.

Facing the other party's puzzled gaze, she smiled and said, having been prepared:

“The other party was worried that the characteristics did not match and that the formula was fake, so they hoped to verify it first.

"Before the verification is completed, the money and the property are kept by me. They all think I am trustworthy. I don't want to lose this reputation."

"I understand their concerns." Eslante paused and said, "I believe you too."

Anyway, the money and things are in the hands of her own family members, so she is at ease and doesn't worry about being cheated at all.

Besides, Miss Audrey is rich and has a high status. She is trustworthy as a guarantor... Eslant thought with relief.

…………

Above the gray fog, inside the ancient palace.

Klein held the pendulum in his hand, divining the authenticity of the recipe for the "Wind-loving" potion.

He didn't want to lose the most experienced and powerful member of the Tarot Club, Mr. "The Hanged Man", due to negligence.

Klein opened his eyes and saw the topaz pendant rotating clockwise. He breathed a sigh of relief and sent his thoughts to the crimson star that symbolized the Hanged Man.

…………

The city of generosity.

Alger first saw the endless gray fog, and then heard Mr. Fool's low but lofty words:

"Miss 'Justice' sealed the deal."

An illusory piece of parchment immediately appeared before Alger's eyes, on which was written the recipe for the "Wind-loving" potion.

With Mr. Fool in charge, he had no doubts about the authenticity of the recipe. He bowed his head respectfully and thanked him.

When the "hallucination" disappeared, he immediately found a pen and paper and wrote down the potion formula.

Then, he paced back and forth with a hint of excitement, muttering to himself silently:

"The Blue Shadow Falcon... there is one on that primitive island..."

…………

After finishing the work on the Hanged Man, Klein finally had time to check the characteristics of his own human skin shadow.

After confirming that it was true, he leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh of relief:

“Finally…”

After three seconds, Klein sat up suddenly and decided that without further delay, he would prepare the "Faceless Man" potion tonight!

PS: Ask for monthly ticket~

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