In order to maintain his image, Lewis put on a poker face and slowly spoke to the "fool" at the top of the bronze table:

"I have a relative's friend who wants to make a deal and he can't attend the Tarot Society, so I'm going to relay it in the hope that Mr. 'Fool' can help."

I have a Dependent, what a fascinating language, which can easily fool these Tarot Sheep.

Lewis rejoiced in his wit, as long as he didn't ask about these "low" things, he wouldn't destroy his own personality, wasn't it normal for a dependents to want to trade?

After all, how can one's own dependents not be interested in having their own parties to participate in?

"No problem." Klein chuckled, and he remembered the one he had met in the sewers that day.

To this day, he is still impressed by the wraith-like spirit that wanders the sewers.

In the face of Lanrius, that gentleman showed incredible strength, and it is hard to imagine how many powerful relatives Mr. Destiny still has.

"I thank him on his behalf." Lewis looked at Klein and said heartily.

Firth watched in amazement at the Tarot Society's performance, whether it was the "justice" of the suspected rich lady, the "hanging man" of the suspected senior transcendental, or the unusual origin of the "sun", they did not show the slightest surprise at the description of Mr. "Fate".

She was shocked in her heart, and silently thought:

"Dependents?

Mr. 'Fate' is indeed a hidden being, and not only that, but he also has many dependents under him, and those dependents are all members of the Tarot Society.

I must be careful in future exchanges, I must give Mr. 'Destiny' enough respect to say things that doubt his abilities like before. ”

After Lewis's request, Miss Justice told Firth about the magic of the Tarot Society.

For example, Tarot members can recall what happened above the Grey Mist by reciting the name of the Fool. It is also possible to pray to Mr. "Fool" for the exchange of materials and transactions through the sacrificial ceremony.

All of this made Furth recognise this "ancient" and mysterious organization, and it became clearer that the level of the Tarot Society was far beyond her imagination.

……

Through the gray fog, Lewis opened his eyes again and returned to reality, he did not waste time, immediately took out his cane and hid in the shadows, and recited the name of "Fool":

"Fools who do not belong to this age;

You are the mysterious master hidden above the gray mist;

You are the king of yellow and black who rules good fortune......"

As the prayer ended, a gray-white mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the end of the mist, there was a vague figure at the top of the bronze table, and behind him seemed to be a tall palace like a giant's dwelling.

Crane's figure seems to have crossed a long time and stayed here.

"Say what you want." On the high-backed seat, Klein said expressionlessly.

Lewis twitched the corners of his mouth, he was indeed a little envious of Klein's forced style.

"I am a relative of Mr. 'Fate', and I would like to ask for news about the 'Calamity Sea Serpent' or the 'Calamity Sea Serpent', and I am willing to pay for it."

As Lewis finished his request, the gray mist in front of him lifted, and he stood in the darkness, not unsealing the spiritual wall.

If there is really news from the members of the Tarot Society, then there will be an answer soon.

After about a minute, a grayish-white mist resurfaced in front of Lewis's eyes, but Crane's figure did not reappear, and was replaced by an extremely blurry image.

It was a place that looked like a ship's cabin, and a man with blue seaweed-like hair repeated:

"Please tell Mr. 'Fate's family that calamity sea serpents usually appear in the near sea, and their appearance is always accompanied by calamity.

Therefore, once a calamity sea serpent appears, it will always be reported to the church as soon as possible, and then the corresponding official personnel will deal with it.

Perhaps the Church of Storm has some supernatural material for the Calamity Sea Serpent, and I've heard of covert organizations keeping such creatures in captivity. ”

As the gray mist dissipated and the image in front of him dissipated, Lewis decided to pay 200 pounds, and then lifted the sealed spiritual wall.

From Alger's description, it is not difficult to judge the fact that the living Calamity Sea Serpents are almost impossible to find, because as soon as they appear, they are disposed of by the official transcendents; If you want to buy these materials, you might as well find a way to do business with the Storm Church, they should be happy to sell them.

Lewis couldn't help but make a mistake, if he was an official transcendent, it would be easy to trade some transcendent materials from the Storm Church.

The problem is that he is a wild transcendent, and if he goes to do business with the Storm Church like this, he will most likely end up being arrested as an uncontrollable factor.

Although Alger is a member of the Church of the Storm, he is ostensibly a pirate, and it is difficult for him to get access to the Scourge Sea Serpent, nor can he get relevant materials from the Church of the Storm.

"I can only rely on myself or my 'minions' on this matter, and I don't know when the 'minions' of Port Enmat will find me.

He has been traveling in the sea for many years, and it should not be difficult to find the 'Calamity Sea Serpent'. ”

Without too much fuss, Lewis went to the colony bar to feel the potion digest while waiting for his fame to spread.

In the past few days, he has exposed his luck obviously, and I believe that as long as he is a transcendent person with vision, he can detect abnormalities when he hears what he does.

As the sun went down and the darkness crept through the harbor, Lewis headed straight to the dock area.

In this day and age, lighting is not a simple matter, and the glow of the gas lamp smells of money at all times.

Therefore, those short-sighted "curly-haired baboons" would not install gas lamps in the huge dock area for safety reasons and so on, so as to spend the gold pounds they could get.

Walking around the warehouse district, Lewis uses his excellent hearing to find an elderly man with a disability.

The old man, dressed in gray-blue overalls, with his right foot seemingly amputated, sat quietly in front of a warehouse, unable to see his face clearly.

"This week, I want to be a good sailor." Lewis cleared his throat and uttered indestructible sentences to the "storekeeper."

The storekeeper looked at Lewis, his cloudy eyes flashing with a strange look, and whispered, "Buy three tickets for the 'Airship', 0 is the lucky number that belongs to the sailor." ”

To outsiders, the meaning of these words may be unclear, but Lewis immediately understood the meaning of the words.

The number of tickets represents the number of weeks, three are this Wednesday, the lucky number represents the party time, and as for the final "airship", you have to find it yourself.

The party will be held aboard the Blimp at 0:00 a.m. on Wednesday, and if he is to make it in time, he will have to get into action tomorrow night.

(End of chapter)