"Selling 'witch' potion recipes, price negotiable."

Seeing the fishing message reappear on the blackboard behind Mr. A, Angel retracted his gaze and looked around at the members of the assembly, trying to find the hidden members of the "Witch Cult".

Based on the situation of the last meeting, and the experience of being followed on the way out, she can determine that Mr. A has spies from the "Witch Sect" here, maybe they are trading materials and earning money, or maybe they are just to monitor the gathering of the Extraordinary.

And because Angel burned the puppy mask that made her known as "Lady Dog" before this meeting, she can only wear the iron mask used at the "Eyes of Wisdom" party, although it can only cover the upper half of her face, but with the cooperation of the "Ring of Madness", she is confident that she will not be recognized by anyone.

This time, there were fewer members attending Mr. A's party than last week, and she speculated that it was related to the terrorist attack carried out by the "Aurora Society" and the killing of the ambassador of a neighboring country. After all, there are not many extraordinary people who know that Mr. A belongs to the Aurora Society, and after knowing that the Aurora Society is "responsible for the terrorist attack that killed the ambassador", some extraordinary people who are afraid of trouble may not come to the rally in the near future.

Even now, there are also many members of the scene who secretly cast their eyes on the center of the venue, sitting on the single sofa, Mr. A, who lowered his head and hid his expression in his hood, as if he was sleeping, but Angel always felt that something seemed wrong with him, more dangerous and crazy than before.

Maybe it's psychological......

She soothed herself.

After all, the "Aurora Society" carried out a terrorist attack and announced its responsibility in a high-profile manner, which was a bit too extreme, giving her the impression that the followers were all crazy.

Of course, Mr. A himself should not do such a thing, otherwise how dare he continue to stay in Queens, where dignitaries gather, sandwiched between West Villas Field and St. Samuel's Church, and frequently hold extraordinary gatherings?

Aren't you afraid that the night watchman, the punisher, or the elite of the machine heart will burst through the door, block him in the room, and cut him into irreparable pulp?

"This lady, there is a trade request for you, about the potion recipe you are trying to sell."

A waiter approached with silent footsteps, stooping to hand Angel a note.

Pretending that she couldn't see in the dark, Angel leaned slightly to the side and looked at the note in the dim light.

"Acquire the 'witch' potion, interview."

Here it comes!

Angel has been waiting for the contact of the "Witch Sect".

As the waiter led the way to the door of the study next door, Angel straightened her hood and mask, pushed the door and walked into the room.

A young man, also wearing a hood but no mask, was already standing in the study, half of his chin bared, looking mysterious and eerie in the shadows.

Seeing Angel come in, the other party nodded, which counted as a greeting.

Looking at his size and height, he doesn't look like the "instigator" who followed me that night and was injured by me and fled...... It seems that the "Witch Sect" has quite enough manpower, and more than one person has been arranged for Mr. A's rally alone?

Of course, it could also be that guy hasn't recovered since I cursed him with blood, so he changed to a stalker.

Angel pretended not to know the identity of the other party, and couldn't wait to ask:

"Is it the recipe for the 'witch' potion?"

"No, I'm not going to buy the formula," the man didn't hide his purpose, "I just want to make sure, do you know about the 'Witch Sect'?" ”

"Who are you? Why do you ask? ”

With a gasp, Angel took a step back in surprise, looked at the exit of the room next to him, and asked rhetorically with a hint of panic in his tone.

"Hehe, don't get excited, I'm just giving you a chance, a chance to get back into the organization."

The corners of the handsome man's mouth furrowed, and he replied in a relaxed tone.

"No matter what you have done before, as long as you pass the test, you can continue to move closer to the 'primordial', get salvation, and avoid the final end."

It seems that Mrs. Sharon said this to Cole as well......

Angel once again confirmed that the other party was indeed from the "Witch Sect", nodded hesitantly, and made a bewildered expression even through the mask, and asked:

"Pass the test? So what should I do? ”

The man fumbled under his robe for a moment and handed a note, which Angel took and looked down to see an address written on it, located in the West End, a street she had never heard of.

"The day after tomorrow, that is, at seven o'clock on Wednesday night, go on time and be tested, so that you have a chance to return to the 'Witch Sect', otherwise, maybe something will happen that is not good for your health."

With a threatening tone, the man tightened his hood and led the way to the door.

Seeing his brisk steps and relaxed demeanor, Angel, who was holding the note, couldn't help but sneer:

"I'm curious, do you know that after entering Sequence 7, you will become a woman?"

The man staggered.

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In the endless gray mist that never seemed to dissipate, a crimson light flashed in the mysterious palace, and the members of the Tarot Society appeared one after another at the bronze long table and on their own high-backed chairs.

"Justice" Audrey Hall was surprised to find that there was one more member of the Tarot Society this time, he was dressed in a black robe, wearing a hood, his figure was illusory and hazy, and he sat at the end of the bronze table opposite Mr. Fool.

She immediately thought of Hugh Dilcha, who she planned to develop into a new member, but her height obviously didn't match.

"This is the new member, and he's already picked his cards, so you can call him, Mr. World."

Mr. Fool, at the head of the long table, took the initiative to introduce.

"Hello, Mr. 'World', I am 'Justice'."

The hospitable girl greets the new members, and under her leadership, the hanged man and the sun also say hello.

They all received a rather lukewarm response from the "world".

Unfortunately, Hugh and Foirth had not yet passed the examination before the new members had already joined......

Audrey thought with some regret that her little attempt to fill the Tarot Society with her own people had been frustrated.

Fortunately, the Fool did not forget her proposal, and soon issued a mission for them, saying that it was part of the initiation examination.

When the Fool got the diary of Russell the Great from the Hanged Man and entered the fixed reading time for each meeting, Audrey also looked down at the colorful oil painting that appeared in front of her.

The man in the painting wears round-rimmed glasses, his black hair is combed back to reveal a full forehead, his brown eyes are mocking, and the words "former name: Laneus" are marked underneath.

Finding him was Hugh and Forth's mission.

Mr. Fool said that the task was simple, which meant that this person was not a powerful and extraordinary being, but to be able to gain His attention, the identity was certainly not simple......

Find an opportunity to give them the task, but it can't be said to be a test for Mr. Fool, well, it's a simple task, and it may require me to pay a little bounty......

Audrey pondered, and then looked at the motionless, wooden man-like "world".

What kind of test did he undergo to join the Tarot Society?

And he actually chose the "world" card, in the tarot card, the "fool" is the beginning, the "world" is the end, although the generous Mr. Fool will definitely not care about these metaphors, but maybe the identity of Mr. "World" ......

Audrey thought about it for a while.

"Enter free time."

The Fool's deep voice sounded, and then he looked at Audrey and said in a kind tone:

"Beckron has been settled, Miss Justice, you have done a good job, according to the agreement, you can choose your pay."

Audrey felt a pang of relief at the surprised gaze of the hanged man and the sun, but unfortunately the new member didn't seem to understand the meaning of the incident, or she was able to hide her emotions well, and she was a little lost when she didn't move after hearing the fool's words.

By the way, you can't keep Mr. Fool waiting!

She gathered her thoughts, organized her language, and replied:

"I should still owe you, your dependents."

She stuck to her principles and did not hide that "Lieutenant General Hurricane" Ziringers had a high bounty.

The bounty offered by the Kingdom of Rune and other pirate-plagued nations to Chillingus was 30,000 pounds, half of which Audrey would give to the Fool's Dependents who killed him, and 10,000 pounds to kill the Intis ambassador, Beckron, so that the Fool's Dependents would receive the remaining 5,000 pounds.

Hearing this amount, Mr. Fool fell silent for a moment.

He is not satisfied? Indeed, I didn't do anything, but I took half of it...... Audrey, Audrey, how can you have such a mind!

Her heart rose to her throat, and she tried to maintain her seat, and was about to open her mouth to give up the rest of the gold pounds to the dependent, when the fool bowed his head lightly:

"Yes."

Audrey was pardoned, and her whole body relaxed.

"So can I speak now?"

The "world", which had been watching coldly, coughed lightly and asked.

The hanged man seemed to be a little wary of the new member, and his gaze lingered on the other for a long time, and then he glanced at Mr. Fool, and seeing that he did not say anything, he replied softly:

"Yes, as Mr. Fool said, it's free time for communication."

"Okay, I want to issue a commission," Mr. World said quickly, as if he had been waiting for a long time, "looking for a young female extraordinary, who came to Beckland from the city to the north, is about 1.75 meters tall, has purple eyes, and now lives in the area of Beckland Bridge, somewhere on the banks of the Tasok River, and probably has a means of hiding her true appearance." ”

This, this is not ......

Audrey's eyes widened, and then she immediately entered the state of "audience", controlling her emotions and expressions, and making an eyebrow raising gesture as if she was interested in the commission.

This height, age and gender, from a northern city, is it Tingen?

Isn't that a characteristic of Miss "Queen"?

Why is this new member looking for the "Queen", looking for the Tarot member who has taken a long leave from Mr. Fool and has not appeared for nearly a month?

She involuntarily looked at Mr. Fool at the head of the long table, who remained motionless, as if indifferent to the matter.

Evolved into a 3K beast

(End of chapter)