"It's a nice restaurant, we can have another meal when we say goodbye to me." Grandin took a sip of the mellow black tea and made his request to Al.

His words were like a sharp knife into the heart of his own captain.

Al's face darkened visibly.

"Gran, when are you going to come and help me?"

Lorota leaned back slightly, leaning back in her chair.

Grandin didn't answer right away, he began to sort out the things that needed to be done in Beckland on his own, so as not to be forgotten and overlooked.

First of all, he needs to find a time to contact Mr. A and get the payment. He also needs to talk to old Mr. Philip to see if he can customize a weapon for himself.

The income of the apple orchard should be calculated clearly with the witch sect. The informant and his emergency contact details are to be revised. In the '072' warehouse, the three-masted galleon is now ownerless. And before going to Port Enmat, you'd better find all the potion materials you need in Beckland......

After thinking about all this, Grandin spoke:

"I'll be over by Thursday."

Lorota was very pleased with this answer.

The other three members of the team sat in their chairs and didn't move, and they watched as Captain El pulled out his wallet and went to pay the bill.

After exiting the restaurant, Lorota hugged everyone and boarded the carriage to Port Prieze.

Perhaps influenced by its own sequence, the 'Midnight Poet'. Al and Borgia showed a rare emotional side, staring at the departing carriage for a long time.

Grandin's mood was normal, after all, he was about to follow Lorotta to Port Enmat.

"Will anyone put that on my face when I leave in the future?"

The thought was in his mind for a while, but he didn't dwell on the question:

"Captain, I am very tired from studying this morning. I hope to be able to go home in the afternoon to rest and pack my bags. ”

"No problem, understandable." Captain Al's gaze lingered on Grantin's swollen cheeks for a moment, as if he had suddenly thought of something happy, and he smiled, "But don't forget tonight, huh...... Still here, we have to welcome our new member, Ms. Dalie. ”

"Thank you for your understanding, Captain." Grandin bowed and continued, "How about we open a few more bottles of Dicy Champagne in the evening to celebrate?" ”

Captain Al's smile disappeared again.

......

North End, 211 Baker Street.

Grandin was packing his belongings in his study, and he had to put the weird, uneasy things into the Black Lagoon space first. In addition, in order to travel lightly, he sent a few sets of clothes to the Black Lake. Anyway, when I find a place to stay in the port of Enmat, I can hold another ceremony to send them down, but it is a bit of a trouble.

Grandin was so busy preparing that it was not until a vague gray mist appeared in front of him that he slammed himself into his easy chair with two quick steps, and he did not want to stand there for an hour.

On the gray mist, there is a magnificent temple composed of huge stone pillars.

Mr. Fool is always so punctual, next time should I find a chance to secretly turn his pocket watch 5 minutes faster?

As his own spirituality began to drain, Grandin thought casually.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool." After Audrey led the salute, she smiled and continued, "Praise your power, your attempt has succeeded." ”

Grandin stayed for a long time before he remembered that his student was talking about ritual magic.

The ceremony to pray to Mr. Fool for a good dream took place last Tuesday. But he felt like he had gone through a long time, so much so that he was now having memory confusion.

Yes, you are praying for a good dream, but I didn't fall asleep that night because of your noise......

Grandin scorned his students.

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nbsp; "You are far more powerful than we can imagine." Alger followed with a compliment.

He had now made the Fool a returning, ancient, hidden being.

"Thank you, because of your help, I solved that trouble easily." Grandin also thanked.

Thanks to Mr. Fool's help, he found warehouse '072'. Not only did this allow him to obtain a three-masted galleon, but it also allowed him to take out the 'Hermit' with a sneak attack with considerable ease.

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, and he remembered that chaotic late Tuesday night again.

But Mr. Fate took down that red monster in less than a week? It's even bigger than Riel Bieber! It's easy to look at him?

Is he really Sequence 7? Or that someone else is there to help......

A thousand thoughts flashed through Crane's mind, but he didn't move on the surface. He pressed his right hand weakly, and said in a flat tone:

"Very well, after this attempt is successful, you can reach out to me. Just change the phrase 'pray for a good dream' in the mantra to the actual invocation. ”

Klein stopped talking, knowing someone would answer.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Fool. I got another page of the diary this time. Audrey's tone was light, and she immediately wrote down the page of her diary.

"This week, I moved away from land and didn't find a new one." Alger said apologetically.

"Mr. Fool, I found a page of my diary this week." Grandin's tone was unwavering, and in a few breaths, he brought the contents of the journal to life.

Crane almost couldn't hold the expression on his face when he heard Grandin say this.

You obviously got three pages from Old Neil! Do you want to submit it in three parts?

"Very good...... I'll remember you, contribution. ”

Crane grimaced, and first carefully read the diary submitted by Miss Justice before picking up what Grandin had handed in:

'November 18th, what a magical thing......

It's really one of the three pages of Neil's collection of diaries!

Klein's hand clenched the diary, but he read it at about the same speed as usual.

"You can start talking."

He gestured.

This time it was Alger who spoke first:

"I heard that Beckland was on Sunday, and something big happened. There are some details that I care about. ”

That's what I want to know, too.

Klein gave a thumbs up to Mr. Hanged Man in his heart.

Didn't Mr. Hanged Man go to sea?

Audrey looked strangely at the hanged man.

Alger chuckled and explained:

"Although I went to sea, the news on the sea is not closed, and you can always get information as long as you want." ???.. Com

I didn't expect it to spread even on the sea!

Audrey straightened her spine with pride, and this was the first major event she participated in after becoming a 'spectator' that could change Rune, which filled her with a sense of accomplishment.

"What does Mr. Hanged Man want to know?" She asked proudly.

Alger's eyes narrowed.

"Ahem." Grandin cleared his throat and coughed lightly.

This subtle noise went unnoticed by anyone, except for Audrey, who had been observing her teacher.

After receiving the teacher's prompt, Audrey was confused for a moment, and then she understood, and she immediately added:

"Of course, you need to pay for this information."

Audrey stuck out her tongue mischievously in her heart.

Alger sighed imperceptibly.