Of course, this may also be a "phishing message", and there are not a few extraordinary people or even ordinary people who know the name of the Sequence 9 potion, and they don't need to know the full recipe of the potion to release the sale information.

And this kind of transaction between strangers, there is no third-party guarantee, and it is impossible to judge whether the formula and materials obtained are true or false, and the risk is very high.

Angel had all the potions knowledge that Cole had left behind, from "Assassin" to "Witch", and she didn't need the recipe itself, just the two main ingredients, and if she had a choice, she would rather buy them separately from different people than look for this vague information and bet her hopes on the conscience of the other party.

As long as she can obtain two main materials, go to a normal herb shop, alchemy shop to buy auxiliary materials, or even go to the night watchman's warehouse to get some in the name of "making charms", she can immediately reproduce the "instigator" potion in her mind.

It's a pity that after shopping around the entire trading market, coupled with a full page of message board information, there is only this one clue that points to the "instigator", even if it is a pit, she can only jump into it.

At most, tie a rope around your body.

Fortunately, the time specified in the message is tomorrow afternoon, so there is no need to rush it.

Of course, Angel didn't think about obtaining potion materials through the channels of the Night Goddess Church, but first of all, she couldn't explain how she knew the follow-up potion recipe of the "assassin", and secondly, it was too shocking to complete the role of the "assassin" within a month, which would inevitably attract the attention of the church's higher-ups.

To take these risks, she would rather secretly save money herself, buy materials, and reveal her promotion when the time is right.

After scanning the message board again, and finding no other useful information, Angel pretended to go around in a circle, returned to the staircase from the wall, and followed the crowd on the third floor again, approaching the location specified by the "Justice" message.

Most of the customers who came to trade their goods were walking deeper into the market, so much so that the staircase was filled with only constant passers-by except for the guards looking around, which made the two people standing at the stall closest to the staircase very abrupt.

Angel observed for two minutes, and saw that the man and woman had no intention of leaving, and there were no other people around who matched the description of the "justice" message, so he took a deep breath and leaned over.

At the first glance of the woman, she was sure that this "justice" was not the other "justice".

In the gray mist space constructed by Mr. Fool, several members were standing when they met for the first time, Angel could estimate the size of the other two by his own height, and Miss "Justice" was about 1.7 meters tall with long hair and a shawl.

And this woman, who also calls herself "righteous", looks like she is not even an adult, less than 1.6 meters tall, half a head shorter than Angel, her brown hair is also trimmed into a short ponytail to highlight her vitality, and she wears a long dress that is common in the port of Enmat, combining the Kingdom of Rune and the Byron style.

Unless the "audience" potion can distort others' perception of the height and hairstyle of the extraordinary, this person is definitely not the "Justice" lady of the Tarot Society.

When Angel was observing the two of them, the wary gaze of the tall man who was talking to the woman in a low voice also quickly swept over, and he quickly confirmed that someone was approaching him, stopped talking, and moved his body in front of the woman, blocking Angel's forward path.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to make a deal, is she Miss 'Justice'?"

Angel didn't think of the senseless conflict, and seeing that the man was extremely vigilant, he quickly stopped and stretched out his hands from under the cloak to show that he was not threatening.

"She is, what's the matter with you?"

The man did not let his guard down, but replied with a gloomy face.

He was about 24 or 25 years old, with short black hair, a short black waistcoat with a white shirt underneath, and his legs looked thin under slim trousers, and he looked a bit like a manservant of a large family if it weren't for the undisguised revolver he carried at his waist.

It seems that this is Miss "Justice's bodyguard", and it is no wonder that she dares to appear in the mixed trading market at night when she looks like a young woman who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and can hire a bodyguard with a gun, this "Justice" is as rich as Miss Justice of the Tarot Society......

Angel quickly analyzed the identities of the two, and saw that the bodyguard's face was gradually impatient, as if he was about to have a seizure in the next second, and hurriedly introduced his identity.

"I'm the seller who left her a message on the message board in the afternoon, and I have 'Star Crystal' to sell......"

Before Angel's words fell, "Justice" had already poked his head out from behind the bodyguard and said excitedly:

"Great, I waited a long time, and I thought you wouldn't come back today."

"Sorry for the delay, and I went to the message board again."

Angel apologized perfunctorily, but she didn't care in her heart, and the time frame for her message was two hours, which was not more than the agreed time.

"Shall we go somewhere quieter, or shall we just trade here?"

Seeing that the other party didn't continue to dwell on the problem of being late, she turned the topic back to trading.

"It's right here, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, with the guards watching, we can all rest assured."

"How many grams of Star Crystals do you have?"

The answer is still Mr. Bodyguard, "Justice" seems to be ignorant of the world, but he trusts this bodyguard.

Angel took out a few Star Crystals that had been packed in a cloth bag, most of them were purchased at the trading market in Tingen City for the production of special bullets, and a small part was the surplus from the last time the bullets were made from the materials of Old Nil, and due to the different sources, the Star Crystals were also divided into four or five pieces of different sizes and shapes, a total of 40 grams.

Pouring the crystal that exuded a little starlight into his palm, Angel slightly stretched out his hand to show the other party, and then took it back. The crystals were worth about £160 if they were bought at the Dragon Bar in Tingen, and she couldn't have given them to anyone else.

"Hmmm! It's a star crystal, yes, it's the same one I bought in the morning, how many are there here? ”

A heartfelt smile bloomed on the brown-haired girl's face, as if she saw the potion that was going to be drunk by herself through the starlight emitted by the star crystal.

She already bought some of it in the morning?

Angel remembered that the "soothsayer's" potion needed 50 nemesis crystals, and he thought that the amount in his hand was not enough to meet the needs, but he didn't expect that the other party had already purchased some of them from elsewhere, but he didn't know how much the gap was......

"There are 40 grams here, and they are sold for 200 pounds, not separately."

Angel was originally going to add a little premium and sell it for about 180 pounds, but seeing that the buyer was so eager, she secretly raised the price a little.

The bodyguard opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the girl behind him had already nodded quickly: "Okay, no problem, I want them all." ”

“…… Let's go there and weigh it, and if the amount is correct, we'll complete the transaction. ”

The black-haired bodyguard's bargaining efforts were stillborn, and he could only helplessly point to the public balance beside the gun-wielding guard.

I didn't expect the buyer to be so refreshing, and Angel, who was ready to bargain back and forth, was also stunned.

"Good...... Good. ”

Several people moved to the table where the scales were placed, and Angel poured the star crystal out of the cloth bag under the eager gaze of "Justice" and placed it on one end of the scale, while the bodyguard carefully placed the weight of the weight on the other side.

"That's right, it's 40 grams."

The scales were balanced between the four 10-gram weights and the star crystal, which made the wide-eyed "Justice" smile.

It seems that the number of star crystals she lacks is roughly this number......

Angel held the bag in one hand and spread the palm of her hand with the other, and instead of looking at "justice", she looked at her bodyguard.

This innocent girl doesn't look like she's in charge of money.

The black-haired bodyguard tilted his head to look at "Justice", and after she nodded in agreement, he took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his vest, counted out the 200 pound bills, and exchanged them for the cloth bag with the star crystal in Angel's hand.

After carefully counting the banknotes in his hand, and checking the watermarks one by one with the light, Angel put the banknotes into the inner pocket of his clothes and put them away: "No problem, I received 200 pounds." ”

"Justice" also checked the star crystal with the help of the bodyguards, and the psychedelic starlight shone on her face, making her slightly immature face a little mysterious.

"I'll have no problem with that."

The bodyguard still had that face, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his young lady completing the transaction without bargaining, but seeing that "Justice" had checked the star crystal, he still nodded to Angel.

Both sides breathe a sigh of relief when the deal was struck rather than collapsed in controversy and suspicion. Seeing that "Justice" was still on the rise, Angel took the opportunity to express the doubts in her heart: "Miss 'Justice', do you participate in an organization called 'Tarot Society'?" ”

"Tarot will ......"

The girl seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, her face first thought, then anger, "I did attend a private party called the 'Tarot Society', which claimed to be some mysterious organization, but it was full of liars who didn't know how to pretend to understand, and asked me to fund the research of those half-truths and half-truths, but the huge cost of magic rituals. If it weren't for Mr. Wilson of the Storm Church who debunked them, I would have been kept in the dark. ”

"But I liked the name they gave me, so I kept it."

It seems that she is quite satisfied with the code name "justice...... But as expected, this so-called "Tarot Society" is a copycat organization that specializes in using occult gimmicks to deceive these rich rich young ladies, no wonder the local night watchmen did not continue to track after a round of checks.

However, this young lady also has a somewhat similar experience to the Miss Justice of the "Tarot Society", if it weren't for the fact that "Justice" met Mr. Fool, met me and the Hanged Man, and might have been tricked into some strange organization, paid for a lesson, and even bought fake potions......

After learning that this "Tarot Club of Nmatt Port Branch" was a copycat, Angel's worry finally let go, and with it, a sense of pride in the "genuine Tarot Club" emerged.

"Thanks to this Mr. Wilson."

Angel echoed the other party's words and gave a thumbs up to the unmasked well-wisher who helped him destroy the copycat Tarot Society.

(End of chapter)