In a large but spectator-free racetrack on the outskirts of Queens.

Audrey Hall, leading a bay mare, deliberately moved to a corner and pretended to discuss something with Viscount Glint.

She was wearing white trousers and knee-high black boots, and a simply decorated women's shirt with a waist-hugging black jacket-style rider suit on her upper body, plus a protective helmet in the same color. She looked unusually dashing and beautiful in an unusual way. The big golden retriever Susie squatted obediently at her feet, seemingly carrying a small leather bag.

Hugh, who was disguised as Viscount Glint's attendant, glanced at Audrey's long and straight legs with envy and stood on tiptoe unconsciously.

"Pure equestrianism is meaningless. It only has vitality when combined with hunting. Of course, I mean men's equestrianism. A beautiful lady riding a horse is a sight to behold no matter what she does." Grellint looked at Audrey and said half with emotion and half jokingly.

Audrey smiled back and said:

"It's still several months until the next hunt."

Every year from June to New Year, the nobles of the Kingdom of Loen would come to Backlund according to tradition to attend various banquets, dances, and salons. This was a very important event for them, and many things would be finalized in these months. As the years passed, this tradition gradually had a fixed name, called the "Backlund Social Season."

After the New Year, the land nobles would return to their fiefdoms, their own mansions, castles, country estates, and large plantations to spend a leisurely and beautiful time. During this time, the most popular game was hunting.

The nobles would invite guests of equal status to enjoy the fun of riding horses and chasing prey together, and as long as their financial situation allowed, they would never hesitate to buy hunting dogs.

The most famous hound is the foxhound.

"I miss that kind of life. Backlund is a place that makes people feel restrained, and its air is indescribably bad. Of course, I still love its prosperity and luxury." Viscount Glint put on his gloves and took a step back to make it easier for Audrey to talk to Xio and Fors.

"Dear Miss Audrey, what is the matter that brings you to us this time?" Xio retracted his gaze and asked.

Her recent large income all came from Audrey, who was honest, trustworthy, generous, and a rare good employer.

I seem to smell the scent of banknote ink again... I hope it's not a very difficult mission... Miss Audrey is perfect in everything except for one thing. Every mission is unexpected and very dangerous... Xio was thinking with anticipation and anxiety. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Fors and found that her companion disguised as a maid was looking at her.

And the expressions reflected in both of their eyes were so similar.

Audrey held the gloves and smiled reservedly and elegantly:

"This is a simple commission."

While speaking, she signaled with her eyes for Xio and Fors to open the small leather bag on Susie's body.

Xio, who was known for his quick action, immediately took two steps forward, bent down and extended his hand.

During this short process, she originally wanted to touch Susie's head to show her kindness, but just as she extended her right palm, Susie had already turned her head, half turned her body, and placed the small leather bag in front of her.

I'm usually quite popular with animals... for example, mosquitoes... Hugh kept his expression unchanged, pulled the zipper, and took out a stack of papers from his leather bag.

She stood up straight, spread it out and saw that it depicted a young man with an ordinary face, but his neatly combed hair, round glasses, and brown eyes with a mocking smile all made her feel that he looked unusually familiar.

I must have seen it somewhere! Xio looked down and saw the corresponding text description:

"Former name: Lanevus, a wanted fraudster."

I know where I've seen him before! Hugh suddenly realized it and almost made an indecent move of slapping his forehead.

Before she met Audrey, one of her main sources of income was reading newspapers, studying wanted posters, and using her connections in many East District gangs to find high-value criminals.

I once thought about looking for this Lanevus. His bounty is 100 pounds, and he took away more than 10,000 pounds in cash! But then I was busy with Miss Audrey's commission and forgot about it... After Xio and Fors looked at each other, they spoke frankly:

“How much is the entrusted amount?”

The amount of the commission? Audrey was stunned.

She completely forgot about paying the fee because in her opinion, this was a test from Mr. Fool.

How can you give money to the other party after you have conducted an examination?

"Um... 100 pounds?" Audrey gave a number after careful consideration.

"Deal!" Xio and Fors responded at the same time.

If we can capture Lanevus, we can not only get Miss Audrey's 100 pounds reward, but also receive the same amount of reward... What a good mission! Xio asked casually with shining eyes:

"Why are you looking for this scammer? He cheated you out of your money?"

I don’t even know who he is… It’s really a simple commission, and it was sold for 100 pounds… There’s no need to tell Mr. Fool about this matter… It’s only 100 pounds… Audrey smiled politely, ignored Xio’s question, and said:

"I received news that he is in Backlund."

"Yes, there are more than a dozen portraits here, different portraits. Considering that Lanevus would definitely be in disguise, I gave him portraits without glasses, with a beard, and with a different hairstyle. Um... these are hypothetical portraits."

I'm also good at drawing and painting! Audrey raised her chin slightly.

Xio immediately forgot his previous doubts and said in surprise:

“This is really very good news!”

She seemed to have seen the £200 bounty beckoning to her.

The mysterious person whom she had met at Mr. A's party before has not yet established contact with her, so she can only continue her own business of saving money.

Audrey nodded slightly and said thoughtfully:

"Are there any clues about the Psychological Alchemy Society?"

Fors adjusted her long curly hair, glanced at Viscount Greylint who was listening, and said:

"I recently joined a new Beyonder gathering. It is said that the potion formulas of 'audience' and 'mind reader' have appeared in it. I suspect that there are members of the Psychological Alchemy Society among the members of that gathering."

"Next time there is a party, I will apply to take you with me."

"Okay." Audrey deliberately did not hide her joy.

She had just read Xio and Fors's true mental states from their auras, body movements, and subtle expressions, and thus judged that they were enthusiastic about the mission and had not lied about the Psychological Alchemy Society.

Viscount Glint muttered:

"Audrey's thing is almost successful, where is my 'pharmacist' formula?"

"There really is no clue for now. The 'Pharmacist' route is more in the south, in the Feynapotter Kingdom." Fors made a gesture of deep regret.

"Well, I'm still young, I'm only in my early 20s, I still have time to wait." Greylint replied humorously.

"Okay, thank you for your help, and see you next time." Audrey bowed gracefully, put on her gloves, climbed onto the horse, and walked along the track.

Susie followed happily behind, seeming to have found a way to play.

…………

Because he stayed up late to do the "experiment", Klein woke up at 9:34 on Tuesday morning.

He took a piece of bread and butter, put on his coat and hat, and hurried out the door, writing in the message book hanging next to the bell rope:

"The master is out and will be back after 5pm."

In fact, he didn't have anything to do, he just wanted to be on guard against a sudden visit from old Mr. Miller Carter.

If the other party found out that the detective hired for 50 pounds was not busy looking for information, organizing manpower, and confirming the building layout, but was leisurely drinking tea and reading newspapers at home, they would definitely withdraw the commission and no longer pay the balance of 40 pounds!

I really don’t have anything else to do. I’m just waiting for Miss Justice’s information… Klein stood at the street corner, looking at the gloom in the sky, and said to himself helplessly.

He had already figured out where to spend the day last night:

In the morning, I would go to the Krag Club to practice shooting, read the newspaper, and have a free lunch. In the afternoon, I would take a nap, exercise through sports such as squash, and wait until the "Brave" bar opened, then take a bus over to see if I could learn more about the Extraordinary gatherings from Caspers.

Klein didn't plan to look for Maric. Although the other party must have more than one circle of Beyonders, he was afraid that the bodyguard also belonged to those circles.

This would not be convenient for him to sell potion formulas, as it would arouse high suspicion.

Since the True Creator has given you the ability to divine and a strong body, would he also give you a potion formula that you can't use yourself? Just think about it! Klein imagined it and boarded the public carriage to Hillston District.

More than half an hour later, he entered the Krag Club and saw an acquaintance.

It was Talim Dumont, the equestrian teacher who recommended him to join the club and a good friend of Mary Gale.

Talim, who was wearing a black woolen coat and had short brown curly hair, came over and looked Klein up and down. He said with a strange smile:

"Good morning, Mary and Doragu are negotiating a divorce."

Are you doubting my purpose for joining the club? Klein relied on the Joker's ability to easily make a surprised expression:

"Really? That's really surprising!"

Talim looked at him suspiciously, then suddenly smiled and said:

"A friend of mine is worried about something recently, and I want to know how good your shooting and fighting skills are."

A commission? They only asked about marksmanship and fighting, but didn't mention reasoning. This is a commission involving violence... Klein smiled and said:

"I'm planning on going to the shooting range to practice shooting. You can follow and watch. But in fighting, you need an opponent to see your level."

“I have learned fighting skills,” Talim answered eagerly.