Audrey is more optimistic about this matter: "The most important part of the celebration is to pray to Mr. 'Fool' collectively, I think, with the blessing of Mr. 'Fool', coupled with the balance of steam and the Church of the Sun, there will be no unusual behavior in the tantric retreat." ”

Audrey, as a noble lady, has seen too much about the art of mutual conditioning. The Church of the Fools had not yet developed, and was not qualified to preach in Intis, but had a sizable contingent of believers like Abraham.

The loss of their leader in the power of the Esoteric Order, and the adjacency between the main "soothsayer" and Abraham's "apprentice", both of which require some time to recover or develop, will inevitably establish a delicate balance between the two and the other.

The Steam Church and the Eternal Sun Church, although they recognize the "Fool" as a righteous god, will presumably not share the anchor of the people with them. Letting Abraham contain the Secret Order, and taking the opportunity to expand his influence among the Intis officials and the public, is what the two churches want to do most.

At the very least, in this celebration, Audrey is the "spectator" of Sequence 3, and she has the confidence to identify the secret couples in the crowd in time and watch over the other people, and even consider directly hinting at people with bad intentions.

In the psychological game, Folth naturally took Audrey's opinion as the standard, and when he heard the words, he was slightly relieved, and said with a sneer: "Then, that's not a big deal, the rest is my personal reluctance." ”

The Abrahamic family can be regarded as the official business of the Tarot Society, and the next thing that Firth has to entrust is something related to herself.

"You know, Mr. 'Fool' asked me to collect information from the Quaternary and explore some of the problems that existed with Mr. Gate at that time. The Abrahams provided me with some of the original notes of Mr. Door, and reminded me that reading just a transcribed version of something can have a spiritual and spiritual impact.

"I have experienced this by transcribing the book 'Spiritual Observations,' which is also from the family of Abraham. Mr. Men's tainted and exiled at the end of the Quaternary period, and his handwritten notes also have the potential to bring hidden pollution and spiritual stimulation.

"So I would like to make an agreement with you to have an in-depth examination of my mental state every two weeks to make sure that I do not repeat the mistakes of Mr. 'Gate'. Well, and at the beginning of each month, I need to enter Mr. Fool's kingdom to participate in the tarot meeting, so I think this frequency is safe enough.

"We can get in touch through the spirit messengers, and the reward is the Quaternary history that I have deciphered, or the use of some Abrahamic family seals if necessary."

When it comes to the safety of her friends, Audrey certainly didn't refuse: "Okay, you can also 'record' my abilities in advance to deal with unexpected situations." ”

Miss Audrey, what an angel you are! Uh, the non-occult one...... Foirth was very moved, and then pinched up a piece of mille-feuille.

Rune's dessert level is leading the Northern Continent, but Intis is slightly better in the number of types of dim sum due to the presence of Russell the Great, which has made Furth feast on it these days.

The two enjoyed the scenery while enjoying afternoon tea. Forthth inadvertently asked, "What about your charitable foundation and the Society for the Preservation of Antiquities if you are going to spend two weeks here?" ”

"The former has the support of the Night Church, and the internal staff are also professionals, and the 'virtual personality' I cut out is enough to deal with it." The blonde girl thought of the 'self' who was with her family, and slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, "The latter, Susie is on duty in my place, just to help it digest the 'Dream Walker' potion." ”

Susie...... Fol thought of the big golden retriever who had repeatedly given orders to himself and Hugh on behalf of Miss Audrey, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Firth, Firth, you've struggled for so many years, and you've just caught up with Miss Audrey's dog......

Audrey, who grasped the other party's wonderful thoughts, couldn't help but recall the days when she was "secretly observed" by Susie every day a few years ago.

The two looked at each other and both laughed.

-

[January 6th, a new year, a new beginning.]

After being promoted to "Craftsman", I finally have the ability to do that thing!

That's to make that mysterious silver medal in my memory, and it's likely that it caused me to cross over!

Actually, after becoming a "generalist", I have completely recalled what it looked like, recalling the strange symbols and patterns on its surface, but at that time I could clearly perceive that I could not imitate similar objects. 】

"Silver medal with peculiar symbols and patterns......"

He moves on to the next paragraph. The diary entry of January 9 states that after Russell made the silver medal, no matter how much he tried, all he could see was a gray mist, and nothing else happened.

The next paragraph is not a continuation of the previous paragraph, but a longer article about contacting a certain "door" gentleman.

Douglas put the sheets aside for a moment and began to recall whether he had touched anything similar to the mysterious silver medal mentioned by Russell before he crossed over.

Soon, he remembered that not long before the crossing, he followed his parents to visit his sick grandmother, returned to the countryside to live in his hometown for a few days, and when he was rummaging in the old house, he accidentally found a jade pendant, which was also carved with many wonderful patterns.

Take this thing and ask grandma, the old man only said that it was handed down from his ancestors, it was worthless, and he took it away if he liked it, so he really changed a red rope and put it around his neck.

…… Who would have thought that it was not me who took it but it who took me! Grandma, you've cheated your own granddaughter......

He is not a "generalist", and Russell also proved that replica items cannot travel back, so Douglas no longer dwelled on this, taking out a blank sheet of paper and imitating the crooked Chinese characters that have been copied many times, pretending to be counting the high-frequency symbols.

This was a cover he made so as not to reveal that he was able to read Russelvin. After all, no matter how much the Shadow Bat sounded like a pet, it was actually a surveillance tool, and he couldn't be sure what Barony Bartholi would see, so he had to act in full play.

However, it made it easier for him to organize his diary. Antonia tried to sort by date, but Russell only wrote the specific year at the beginning of the new year, and the rest of the articles only had the month and day, which resulted in many articles that seemed to have consecutive dates, but were actually several years apart, and the content was not consistent.

Aside from the history of Russell's hunt and the complaints about food and the environment when he first crossed over, Douglas's biggest takeaway from reading through this passage is that most of the sequence names of the "Know-it-all" path, as well as some information about the "soothsayer" path and the so-called "Esoteric Order" leader Zarathu.

The second is the name of the Quaternary "Angel Family" mentioned in the article about Mr. "Gate". "Angel" is not an empty name in the occult world, but does refer to the powerhouses of Sequence 2 and Sequence 1.

It's just that this information is too far away for Douglas to think of himself, and he can't even reach Sequence 8 now. In particular, Mr. "The Door" also discussed the authority of the goddess of the night in a generous manner, and Douglas, who came and went in and out of St. Samuel's church from time to time, shouted that the standard was too high to read, and humbly turned the page and buckled it on the table.

The only passage that is most useful to him now is [The key to potions is not mastery, but digestion!] It's not to dig, it's to play! And the name of the potion is not only a core symbol, but also a specific image, a "key" to digestion! 】

This experience that Russell summed up when teaching his children just confirmed some of Douglas's previous conjectures about the digestion of potions, and made him dare to try the so-called "play" with confidence.

In addition to this, there is a diary entry that makes Douglass a little curious.

【… Now it seems that whether it is an "apprentice", a "soothsayer", or a "thief", it is better...]

This seems to be Russell's later lament about his wrong choice of path. But as a fellow traveler, as an "apprentice", Douglas could not understand the reason why Russell was so emotional and juxtaposed these three paths.

If Russell's yearning for "soothsayers" is the influence of the high-ranking powerhouse Zarathu, then what is the reason for the "apprentice" and "thief"? Could it be that I will be particularly strong when I reach the high sequence?

With such a beautiful vision in mind, Douglas packed up the scattered papers and placed them on the small table in the reference room and pressed them with books. The church was the safest place he knew, and neither Father Schultz nor the Siblings Sainz needed to come here as often as he did, and no one would touch these things.

Tonight he's going to an underground party in the East End, which is part of the job. Douglas got out of the public carriage and walked into the East End, wrapped in his coat and holding the revolver on his waist with the palm of his hand, and walked briskly through the dimly lit alleys, ready to go to the bar for a bite to eat.

If a bounty hunter doesn't show up in social situations, everyone will assume that he is dead. After all, this is a profession that requires connections, and Douglas has to disguise that he is busy with some commission, so as not to reveal his identity as an informant.

He held his breath in vain and broke into the bar full of alcohol, smoke and sweat, and habitually squeezed to the bar to prove that he was alive with Fernand, but at a glance, the seat that belonged to Fernand alone was rarely vacant.

Douglas didn't think much of it, ordered a light meal and a Southwell beer as usual, and casually asked the bartender: "Fernand finally can't afford to pay for the drink?" Why not today. ”

Before the bartender could answer, a fang, also dressed as a bounty hunter, suddenly turned to look at Douglas: "Fernand is not here that day. Are you looking for him too? ”

"I bought something from him." Douglas was a little wary, and at the same time patted the handle of the revolver at his waist in disguise. It's not uncommon for intelligence traffickers to occasionally resell guns and ammunition or provide outlets.

Huoya said "hmm", his eyes swept over him a few times, and then he smiled: "If you have news from him, remember to tell my brother Ha, I have something urgent." ”

Then why are you sitting here...... Douglas casually responded, and secretly touched the newly received obsidian pendulum wrapped around his wrist, feeling a little disobedient, but not to the extent that spiritual intuition had a warning.

In other words, there is a high probability that it has nothing to do with him, but something happened to Fernand.

If he was really looking for someone, Douglas remembered that Fernand had a long room on the second floor of the bar, and he used the person's personal belongings to find out where the old drunkard had gone.

But—he calmly took a sip of wine, and said to himself that I would not have to make such an effort. The devil knows if the people who came to Fernand were friend or foe, and Douglas didn't want to scrap one of his sources of information. Being an intelligence dealer is the one who has the ability to cover up like this.

He ate and left as usual, heading to his intended location to prepare for the underground meeting.

-

At the same time, in the billiard room of the "Brave Bar" on Tiemen Street in the south area of the bridge, Fernand handed the three-pound change to the red-eyed young man in a wide coat, watched the other party count the numbers, and then neatly arranged and folded the banknotes according to the size of the denomination.

I didn't expect the "old man" in the southern district to be a half-sized man...... Who gave this nickname? Between Fernand's belly, "Old Man" Ian. Wright collected the money, took out a half-covered iron mask from under the billiard table and handed it to him: "I will introduce you once, but whether you can participate in it after that depends on the intention of the party host." ”

"Okay." Without further ado, Fernand took the mask and put it on, and followed Ian from the back kitchen into a hidden alley to a darkly lit building.