Following the fragments of memory in her mind, Angel came to the Silver Crown Restaurant at the other end of Daffodil Street.

From the exterior decoration, this is a mid-range consumption restaurant, good at a variety of cuisines, you can order freely, there are also reasonable set meals for people to choose from, and the special after-dinner dessert wine makes the repeat customers here particularly large.

At this time, it was breakfast time, and even if the consumption of the Silver Crown Restaurant was higher than that of the other restaurants on Daffodil Street, it was eighty percent full. Angel was looking for a place against the wall, but ended up sitting in the middle of the restaurant.

This inevitably made her the center of attention in the restaurant, and both the guests who were eating and the waiters who passed by would turn their eyes to her from time to time, and then look away after a short stay as if they were afraid of being discovered. The male guests who were present with family members may have been a little restrained, and the waiters behind her could be said to be unscrupulous.

"Just change places...... Angel sat like pins and needles, she didn't expect it to be so eye-catching as soon as she went out, and she began to regret coming to this restaurant. It might be a better choice to go out on the street and buy something to enjoy at her residence, but the smell of food from the next table made her hesitate.

When she was struggling, she caught a glimpse of a table of guests in the corner who had just finished eating, got up and left, and hurriedly beckoned the waiter, expressing her desire to change the table.

With the sweet smile she squeezed out and a 5p tip, the waiter quickly cleaned up the table in the corner and saved her from the scorching gaze.

Within 10 minutes of being seated, a piece of Fenerport noodles with creamy mushroom soup and vegetable salad was served, and although Angel did not have the geographical information of "Fenerport" in her memory, the staple food served was like spaghetti with meat sauce, and the salty and sour sauce made her feel satisfied.

After a hearty breakfast, Angel refused the gift of after-dinner wine and left the Silver Crown Restaurant.

Not counting the extra five pennies spent on changing seats, this meal also cost a full 2 soles, and if you eat all three meals a day, you will spend more than 2 pounds a week, and the average worker in Tingen earns only about 1 pound a week. Even Cole's "legacy" can't last long, not to mention that the part of daily spending is more than just eating.

Angel, who had just filled her stomach, immediately regretted her extravagant behavior.

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June in Tingen isn't the hottest time of the year, but the sun is so strong today that even the ethereal bells of the cathedral in the distance can't dissipate the heat from the sun's rays.

Angel found a hooded cloak to cover her face, and finally avoided the embarrassment of being constantly swept by people's eyes, but the price was that it heated up quickly under the scorching sun, and she was almost unable to hold on with her extraordinary physique.

"Forget it, I guess I haven't gained anything today, so if I can't do it, I'll go out at night to have a look, and sure enough, it's still too difficult to find these gray industries during the day." Angel walked around the surrounding streets, searching Cole's memories, and came to several shops that secretly did gray business, but did not find the channel of false evidence he needed. Only a second-class dealer said that he could try to think of a way, but he said that he was a fifty-pound deposit, and he had to wait for a month, which Angel decisively refused.

Persisting until the afternoon, Angel, who didn't even bother to eat lunch, finally lost her patience, and returned to the back alley of Daffodil Street with all kinds of seasonings, bread, potatoes and mutton she bought along the way. The garbage in the alley has increased significantly compared to when she went out in the morning, most of which is kitchen waste from various houses, and if no one cleans it up, I am afraid that it will fill the entire back alley in a few days.

Carefully skirting the rubbish heap on the ground, she returned to her lodgings through the back door, hung her cloak by the door, sorted the seasonings into the bottles and jars that had been re-washed, separated the lamb and marinated it a little to avoid spoiling in the hot weather, and threw the rest into the basement.

Then she went through every room and checked the doors and windows, and was relieved to find that the note that had been placed in the crack of the door before going out had not moved its position.

After taking a shower after everything was done, Angel lay on the sofa by the convex belly window in the living room, hungry and savoring the delicious breakfast.

"I haven't slept all night, I'm really sleepy now, just sleep until dinner time, and then solve the problem with lunch and dinner......" Bathed in the sunlight outside the window, Angel felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, just as she was about to lose consciousness and embrace sleep, Lingjue suddenly issued a warning that there was danger in the study!

Angel jumped up from the couch like a spring, grabbed the revolver on the table, pushed open the door to the study, and rushed in.

On the desk, the brass badge was emitting a danger signal.

Her instincts told Angel that she should stay away from this badge and leave this study, but there was an urge in her heart that suggested that this badge was different.

With one hand clenching her pistol and aiming it at the brass badge, she raised her other hand and reached for it.

The moment the fingertips touched the badge, like the light of the red moon last night, the badge bloomed into crimson waves, flooding the entire study.

At the same time, in a luxury villa in Queens Beckland, the same crimson light shone on the other two in the three-masted galleon in the storm of the Sunia Sea.

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The crimson glow came and went as fast as Angel quickly regained his gaze, and with a light right hand, the clenched revolver disappeared. She only felt a cold sweat break out on her back, and subconsciously took a few steps back, observing the unfamiliar environment around her.

In the gray mist, there were three other people besides her, and not far from her right hand was a tall girl with long hair, shaking her head and looking around; A little further across from him was a man with messy short hair, of medium height, and Angel could feel his gaze on her. Hidden in the gray mist, their bodies hazy and their faces blurred, barely recognizable to make out their contours and hairstyles.

In addition to the two of them, there was a mysterious man shrouded in a dense fog farther away, and his figure was clearly different from the other two, like a phantom, floating in the mist.

Quickly determining the current situation on the field, Angel leaned into the girl's position, forming a relatively compact triangle with the short-haired man, and then faced the mysterious man, politely but vigilantly asking questions.

"May I ask who you are?"

At the same time, the other two also spoke in unison.

"Your Excellency, where is this?"

"What do you want to do?"

The mystery man chuckled and replied in a low voice, "A simple attempt." An ethereal answer came from the gray mist, and the tone was like talking to a friend, flat and gentle.

Simple attempt? Listening to this answer like a joke, Angel didn't have any urge to laugh at all, only felt cold. The mysterious man simply wanted to make an attempt, and by unknown and bizarre means, he caught her from the noon Daffodil Street in Tingen City into the gray fog.

He even did the same to the other two at the same time!

The other two victims, apparently shocked by this answer, were silent for a long time, and the girl asked in a hesitant tone, "Your Excellency, is the attempt over?" Can we go back? ”

"Of course, if you make it official, I'll be able to get you back now." Just like the professor on the podium answering a student's question, the mysterious man replied with a chuckle, without the slightest hint of malice.

Thank you, I want to leave now, trouble Your Excellency - in this case, Angel only dared to think in her heart, in the face of this mysterious person of unknown strength, she could not say it at all.

And after getting the promise that she could leave at any time, she was a little curious about the origin of this gray mist.

The long-haired girl seems to be a bubbly person, and immediately after receiving the promise of safety, she shows the exact opposite of her caution: "It was a wonderful experience...... Well, I've been looking forward to such a miracle beyond nature...... I mean, Your Excellency, how do I become extraordinary? ”

Extraordinary, is the world's name for the supernatural, it seems that the girl is not extraordinary, but what about the tall, taciturn male? Is he an ordinary person, or is he an extraordinary person like himself?

Just as Angel was thinking to herself, the gray mist rolled around the crowd, and towering stone pillars appeared, shrouded in a dome above. Like the royal court of giants, they were instantly surrounded by magnificent buildings.

A bronze table also appeared under the dome, and the mysterious man appeared on the high-backed chair at the top, ten identical chairs on his left and right that extended to the bottom of the table, and the empty seat across from him made a total of twenty-two seats.

Angel's eyes flickered, and she appeared on a high-backed chair as if she was teleporting, next to the mysterious person in the top position on the right, and the short-haired man opposite also "sat down", she slightly tilted her head to the left, and sure enough, on the left hand side was the girl who was full of curiosity.

The mysterious man was reaching out and caressing the edge of the long table, and it seemed that all this change was at his will; The short-haired man seemed to have made up his mind to remain silent, leaning back in his chair and crossing his hands over his chest—but the defensive sitting posture inadvertently betrayed his inner unease; The girl was still looking around, observing the others at the long table.

Angel recalled the fragments of potions in her mind, and answered the girl's question with careful words:

"The only way to become an extraordinary person is to make potions, you can join the major righteous god churches, obtain potions through legal means, or buy recipes from unofficial channels and mix them yourself."

"That's right, you're from Rune by the accent, right?" The short-haired man took over, "You can join the Church of the Night Goddess, the Church of the Lord of the Storm, or the Church of the God of Steam and Machines, the Extraordinary, the Inquisition, and the Execution Agency, the Extraordinary have been fighting against the dangers that grow in the darkness, and they welcome those who can contribute to it. ”

Thanks to the gradually recovering memory, Angel is no stranger to the churches he is talking about, but she does not know much about the tribunals and tribunals.

Perhaps it was the Extraordinary Fighting Organization that belonged to the Church - like the Knights Templar.

"Sir, I know everything you said, and even know more, such as the Night Watchman, such as the Substitute Punisher, such as the Machine Heart, but I don't want to lose my freedom."

The girl's answer was surprising, maybe she wasn't as ignorant as she had shown before, at least she still knew a lot about the extraordinary world she was interested in.

"What is a good thing to be extraordinary without paying a price? Either join the Church and be regulated, or seek the help of those families with ancient heritage, or, as the lady said, buy recipes for money and make potions yourself at your own risk. ”

"Potions made with the wrong recipe are no different from poisons, though."

The girl looked at each other excitedly when she heard that she could solve the problem through money, but when she heard it, she lowered her head in disbelief and was silent for a while before asking, "Is there no other way?" ”

Angel speculated that the girl might have been born into a wealthy family, and that it didn't seem difficult for her to solve problems through money, but apparently she didn't want to join the church and be officially regulated, and she didn't want to risk her life to try unreliable potion recipes.

"It's not like there's no other way."

Angel felt that it was her turn to answer at this time, the short-haired man deliberately exaggerated the difficulty of obtaining potions, obviously doing some kind of foreshadowing, since Angel heard it, she didn't mind taking advantage of it. She looked at the mysterious person in the upper position, and saw that he didn't say a word, and didn't say anything to stop the communication between several people, so she replied in an unhurried tone:

"I have a Sequence 9 potion recipe handy......"

"Really? Which one? The girl asked in a hurried tone.

Angel was pleased with the girl's reaction, and she continued:

"The recipe is called 'Assassin', and the taker of the potion can have enhanced eyesight and dark vision like an owl, excel in fighting and dodging, can make the body as light as a feather in a short period of time, and can infuse all its power into a single blow to kill the target with ease - as its name suggests."

"Sounds like a potion that focuses on combat ability...... "The girl murmured, seemingly not very happy with the potion's effects.

Seeing this, Angel hurriedly added: "Assassin potions do mainly improve physical abilities, but just strengthening eyesight and dark vision is an effect that many potions can't achieve, and the enhancement of physical movement ability can not only be used in battle, but also requires physical coordination for riding and dancing." ”

She paused for a moment, and when she saw the girl fall into deep thought, she continued: "This is your only chance to become an 'extraordinary', do you really want to give up?" ”

This is also what Mrs. Sharon once persuaded Cole Granger to become an "assassin".

Angel was reluctant to hand over the Assassin's potion recipe if she had another option, and through Cole Granger's experience, she knew exactly how many bloody crimes an Assassin could commit that would be a headache for the police.

But the other party is obviously a rich girl, who is not familiar with the world and yearns for the extraordinary world, and looks very much like the rich second generation she has seen in her previous life who play extreme sports, these people basically do not have the courage and motivation to practice the behavior of "assassins", which can be seen from the fact that she is not satisfied with the effect of potions that focus on combat.

That's why Angel focused on the visual improvement of potions, as well as the improvement of "riding and dancing" in aristocratic sports.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but still made up her mind: "Sounds pretty good, then, what do I need to exchange with you?" ”

Angel replied immediately: "A friend of mine needs a legal 'status' in the Kingdom of Rune, whether you settle it by money or connections, and send it to the city of Tingen within a week, plus a hundred pounds. ”

It was a reasonable offer, and Cole's memories of Lady Sharon saying that the "Assassin" potion alone could sell for more than two hundred pounds outside.

And Angel is willing to pay a hundred pounds in order to get a new identity as soon as possible.

"Legal identity ......" The girl thought for a moment and understood Angel's request, "I understand, I will find a channel to solve it......"

When the two initially reached a trading intention, the short-haired man who had been watching coldly spoke:

"I also have two Sequence 9 potions recipes here......"