Crane stood in front of the door, first knocking 7 times, then 1 tap, in 6 long and 1 short intervals, and there was almost no time to wait, the small plank on the door was silently pulled open, and one eye appeared behind him to examine the visitor up and down.

After two or three seconds, the door creaked open, and Crane took the robe from the waiter, quickly put on his hood and pulled down his hood to cover his face, and walked towards the living room with a pace he was not very accustomed to.

In the dimly lit room, only the light of a candle flickered gently, and instead of picking a corner as before, Crane sat down generously on a bar stool near the center.

There was silence in the living room, and the minutes and seconds passed, until the old gentleman "Eyes of Wisdom" looked at the wall clock on the wall and announced that he would not wait for anyone who was late.

"I'm going to sell potion recipes." Klein thought for a long time and then said, selling "audiences" and "mind readers" in Beckland is likely to attract the attention of the Psychic Alchemy Society, and the potion of the "soothsayer" path involves his own characteristics.

Although it is possible to arouse the suspicion of Miss "Lover" by selling these recipes here, even if it is discovered by the members of the Tarot Society, it exposes the "world" and not my "fool", and in their eyes, Mr. "World" should be a relatively powerful extraordinary.

"Sequence 9 'The Praiser' and Sequence 8 'The Prayer of Light' of the Church of the Eternal Sun are £220 and £450 for the latter."

Sure enough, he felt the gaze coming from under the unique silver mask, and Crane's face was expressionless, trying to control his facial muscles with the ability of the "Joker".

"Actually, I could consider buying it." At this time, the pharmacist with a chubby face laughed, "I can take another apprentice, give him these two formulas, and ask him to pray for light for my herbs, perfect!" Extravagant! ”

His words broke the momentary silence in the room, and a man in the corner with a low hood deliberately shrill said:

"Maybe I can give my child, at least better than my sequence."

"Sequence 9,200 pounds, sequence 8,400 pounds, if agreed, it will be dealed."

600 pounds, so cheap, Hazel's face hidden under the mask was slightly shocked, and she felt that the three recipes she had traded with the "world" at the tarot meeting seemed to be a loss.

"As an additional requirement, you can't sell these two recipes inside this party, you can do whatever you want elsewhere." Klein pondered for a moment and made his request.

Hazel felt a little confused when he looked at the successful deal, the deal between himself and the "world" was reached under the witness of Mr. "Fool", he had no objection to this, is it because Mr. World already knew about it, so he reached an equivalent exchange?

As her thoughts flowed, the waiter took the paper from Klein and handed it to the "Eye of Wisdom" on the central single sofa.

The old gentleman spread out the paper, laid it on the small round table beside him, then took out his handkerchief, wiped his right palm, and took out from his pocket a ring set with many fine diamonds.

The ring was intricate and delicate, with a turquoise gemstone in the center, and he solemnly placed the ring on the middle finger of his right hand and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the emerald on the ring glowed with golden brilliance, and Isenger quickly reached out his right hand to touch the paper with the potion recipe written on it, and as the golden light grew purer and purer, it gradually evolved into a seal-like projection.

"Real, effective!" He quickly took off the ring and didn't dare to wear it for another second, and only then did Hazel come to her senses, glancing at the ring that had been put away, and feeling the sheer amount of information it contained.

"It should be the seal of at least the sequence of the 'reader' pathway of the knowledge church." Hazel watched as the Apothecary and the lady who often sold weapons offered a deal, but none of them intrigued her, and she only took a potion recipe for the Raging People.

"However, the potions of the 'sailor' route at sea should not be too difficult to collect, forget about buying it, I won't pay for it anyway." After reporting the funding problem to Elle last time, she easily received a large amount of financial support, although Elle Arista owed a large amount of money to some of the extraordinary people she knew.

It seems that the most owed is borrowed from the Aurora Society, and I don't know if that guy plans to pay it back.

A man sitting quietly in the corner whispered a recipe for selling the "corpse collector".

"£180, I'll only offer this price, and you'll close it if you want." Hazel indifferently pressed the price, although there was no need to save Elle money, but she would be more than happy if she could deduct some false reports from the middle.

……

On Dharavi Street, Hugh Dilcha squeezed into a cramped tavern with her nose and mouth covered, and it took her a lot of effort to squeeze to the bar and see the man she was looking for.

It was a young man in his twenties, drinking a lot of wine, with a slender face like a horse, his eyebrows were messy and vicious, but his facial features were relatively soft.

"Williams, I've got something to look for you." Hugh slammed down the wooden top of the bar.

This rude gesture immediately attracted a series of angry glances, but they soon retreated silently under the stern gaze of the "arbiter".

"Oh, Hugh, I haven't seen you in days, and I think, this is a week, no, at least three weeks, do you want a drink?" Half and half'? The young man named Williams said, half drunk, half surprised.

"Half and Half" is one of the most popular alcoholic beverages in the East End, made from malt beer and wine fortified with alcohol, and is nicknamed "Half and Half" because it happens to be two ingredients and the proportions are similar.

"Are you really going to make me drink?" Hugh raised an eyebrow.

"No, he doesn't want to!" The owner of the bar, who was wiping the wine glasses, hurriedly answered for Williams, he didn't want the girl in front of him to throw the guests out one by one.

Williams pursed the corners of his mouth, spread his hands and said, "Say, what are you looking for me?" ”

He is one of the sources in the East End and has ties to multiple gangs.

Hugh stroked his messy short blond hair and handed over the portrait of Anneus that Audrey had given her, and he drunkenly unfolded the paper, first casually glancing at it, and then handing it back.

"What's wrong?" Hugh looked at the man who seemed to be awake in confusion.

"A lot of gangsters in the East Side are looking for him, that swindler Lanrius, he seems to be involved in a big deal." He replied in a low voice, "I don't dare to take this job, it involves a lot of things, some people have offered 20 pounds, but no one in our channel has touched it." ”

"What's going on with him?" The vacation pretended to ask inadvertently, this was the first time she had hit a wall today, and the few people she had contacted before had already taken over the task.

"Several terrorist groups, and maybe even more amazing ones." He stared at the diminutive girl and persuaded, "I think you'd better stay away from this." ”

He quietly cast a color in a corner behind him, and Hugh quietly saw an extremely handsome man in his spare eye.

She didn't say anything more, put away the portrait and left.

……

Jörmungård looked at the two beautiful ladies that were entangled, a little surprised and overwhelmed, it put down the recipe and ingredients that Hazel had recently collected and sent, and was about to leave first to avoid this awkward scene, but suddenly it noticed the abnormality of the brown-haired lady who was clinging to Elle's licking.

There was a faint silver-white phantom behind her! And this is all too familiar, because it also has similar capabilities.

Sensing a sense of crisis, it hurriedly opened the spirit realm and fled first, but was quickly intercepted.

I don't know when the spiritual passage in front of it was replaced, and it plunged headlong into the captain's room that belonged to Elle, and the appearance of a strange man was reflected in the cold red snake eyes.

He wears a monocle made of crystal in his right eye!

"You stole my hunch." Jörmungard said with some frustration, "Just feel so relieved to have the only sex in the hands of a doppelganger." ”

"Maybe it's not what you think." Garrod Karp pinched his right eye socket and swapped back the foreknowledge he had stolen from Jörmungad, but the other man was wary not to take in the images.

"They're the ones you too?" The scarlet letter swallowed, and the man in the vertical pupils gradually turned into the image of a thin face with black curly hair, a wide forehead, and a thin face.

"I've grafted a little fate, and Ulorius will never notice it, and neither can the true gods."

"Believe you, a ghost." It wagged its tail, this guy in front of it was a mischievous god!