Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 310 The Tarot Club ends quickly

"Mr. Fool, and everyone, good afternoon."

In the grand palace in the world of gray fog, "Justice" Audrey's clear and melodious greeting sounded. Everyone, including the Fool, responded to the girl one after another, and the atmosphere on the long bronze table became lively.

The northern continent is about to enter the cold winter of December. Even this isolated gray fog seems to have become colder, making everyone a little lazy. No one has found a new diary of Emperor Russell this week, so the Tarot Club The agenda soon moves to the next stage: free exchange.

"Since I returned to the Tarot Society, I have not provided the diary to Mr. Fool. I wonder if he will have any objections... Fortunately, Audrey promised to share some with me next time she finds the diary, which relieves my urgent need. ."

"Queen" Angel glanced at Mr. Fool at the top of the long table with some anxiety, and then turned his gaze to the Hanged Man opposite.

"Mr. Hanged Man, thank you for your help. I am very satisfied with the magical items made with the 'Shepherd' attribute. Please convey my gratitude to the craftsman for me."

She touched the top of her chest and said, there was nothing there, and the rose necklace did not enter the gray mist space with her soul.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I also got my share of the introduction fee," the Hanged Man replied in a relaxed tone, "The craftsman still has free time for work. I wonder if you still need to make other items?"

It seems that the 500 pounds has fully mobilized the other party's enthusiasm, so much so that the Hanged Man has begun to think about Angel's other two extraordinary characteristics.

But I have no money!
Angel lowered his head guiltily, pretending to think, and rejected the other party after a moment.

Of course, her answer was "I have to consider the choice of the next magical item for the time being", rather than exposing her dilemma of not being able to even pay for the production.

To make a magical item with the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 6, the production fee alone would probably cost around 1000 pounds. This is already more than Angel's entire savings, let alone the portion given to the Hanged Man.

"cough--"

Seeing that the conversation between the two ended quickly due to insufficient balance, Miss Justice coughed lightly and attracted everyone's attention. Just when Angel thought she was going to "advance" the production fee again, Audrey said with a hint of hesitation:
"Everyone, I have encountered a difficult situation. Please help me with some advice." She began politely, and then continued, "Last month, I said that there were members of the 'Psychological Alchemy Society' following me. Contacted me and prepared to examine me, but something unexpected happened in the middle. The contact person was involved in an incident and should have died. Originally I thought this clue had been interrupted, but just yesterday, another suspected Members of the Alchemy Society approached me again and asked about my interest in psychology..."

"Do you suspect that they are planning to test you again?"

Angel took over and said.

She had some doubts in her heart. Audrey initially concealed her connection with Ms. D’s attack because she was worried that someone would use this to connect “Justice” with “Audrey Hall.” However, the incident has passed, and it is said that the church Relevant information has also been blocked. Only the "Queen" knows about this matter in the Tarot Club, and "Justice" and the "Queen" know each other. There is no need to introduce the incident in vague terms and affect the judgment of others.

Unless...she knew someone else in the Tarot Club who would identify Ms. D based on her attack?
Looking quickly around the audience, Angel ruled out most possibilities: the sun was not in the northern continent, the Hanged Man was at sea, the world was silent, and the few previous interactions also showed that he did not know "justice", so there was only...

"Magician" Forsi sat up straight uneasily. She suddenly felt a line of sight looking at her, and it disappeared in an instant.

"Based on what you said, I think there are two possibilities." The Hanged Man did not notice the "Queen" peering at others. All his thinking ability was used to help Justice analyze the intention of the Psychological Alchemy Society. "The biggest The possibility is that they want to contact you to understand the truth about the 'accident' you mentioned; secondly, maybe you have shown some characteristics that make them very determined to recruit you into the organization."

"A certain characteristic..."

Miss Justice murmured to herself, lost in thought.

"For example, your family conditions, your social circle, huh, I'm just providing another perspective, it may not be correct."

The world sitting at the other end of the long table suddenly spoke, his voice not as deep as usual, but with a hint of frivolity.

"Ok?"

Miss Justice, who was thinking, looked at the other party subconsciously, and then seemed to think of something. She said after a sigh: "I understand, can I continue to contact that member? Well, what I want to say is, if I need to take the test again , can you please provide appropriate help?”

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, she looked at Mr. Fool who had not said a word.

"Just like last time."

The latter tapped his fingers on the table, promising shelter.

After another incident was solved, everyone began to share what they had seen during the week. What everyone was most concerned about was Mr. Sun, who was in the mysterious "Silver City". He had been patrolling, training, and digesting potions step by step recently, but he was killed by the team that went out. A member of the expedition team exploring the ruins of the "True Creator" came to visit him and seemed to want to persuade him to change his faith!

The Sun used the rented "Pure Black Eyes" to follow the Hanged Man's advice to lure the opponent out of control and reveal signs of mutation. He was quickly solved by the extraordinary people who secretly monitored him. In the process, Mr. Sun disguised himself as In order to achieve the state of being controlled by "Amon" and create the illusion that "Amon" and the mutation of the "True Creator" died together, it was a blessing in disguise and got rid of suspicion and surveillance.

Of course, he still followed his usual habit of falling asleep erratically to provide a cover for the weekly tarot meeting to avoid suspicion.

Everyone spoke to each other and continued to give advice to this young man who "lacked fighting experience" so that he could live well in the crisis-ridden Silver City, even Angel.

Because in the process of educating Taiyang and letting him grow, everyone can gain a great sense of accomplishment.

Until the conversation came to an end, Miss Magician, who had been silent, timidly said:

"Excuse me, does anyone sell the 'Stomach Bag of the Soul Eater' and 'Blood of the Deep Sea Marlin'?"

Angel immediately realized that this was the main ingredient for the "Master of Magic" potion. She sold the formula to this new member half a month ago. It seemed that she had searched through her network but could not find the relevant material. I can only find a solution in the Tarot meeting...

Soon, the Sun and the Hanged Man each took over the commission of one of the materials. Unfortunately, they did not have it in stock. I am afraid that this "apprentice" will not be promoted in the near future.

"Dong dong——" Seeing that the transaction was over, Mr. Fool knocked on the table to restore silence to the place, and then whispered: "This is the end of the exchange."

This time it’s less than 15 minutes…

Angel was stunned when he saw everyone standing up one after another, so he had no choice but to stand up together and say goodbye to the Fool.

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After hastily finishing the Tarot session on the gray mist, Klein quickly returned to his body and the cramped bathroom on the second floor of his home.

Although he was sure that even above the gray fog, spirituality could give certain reminders when there was danger around him, but it was not until he saw the surrounding environment clearly that he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his whole body.

"This kind of life is too difficult...'The Apostle of Desire' is watching in secret. After reporting the case, there must be official extraordinary people monitoring it. Even the meeting can only be solved in the bathroom. If we don't want to solve this incident as soon as possible, I I won’t let her get involved either…”

He was thinking wildly and pretended to press the flush button of the toilet, then pushed the door open and walked out amidst the sound of gurgling.

"If I often stay in the bathroom for too long in the future, will it cause some unfavorable rumors about me?"

A strange idea suddenly came to Klein's mind.

(End of this chapter)