"Mr. Hamples?"

Angel asked suspiciously, she wasn't pretending, but she really didn't know this person.

"Well, he's a friend of Lady Isrant, do you know Isrant?"

"Yes, she invited Miss Audrey to a psychology seminar, and I went with her," Angel didn't know what to do when she was completely unaware of being put into a dream, so she could only reply in this way, "After Audrey went to the parlor alone, I noticed that something was wrong, so I made an excuse to call her out and leave there. ”

"Something is wrong? Please elaborate. ”

Sost lowered his upturned legs, leaned forward, and asked.

"Well, I'm actually a 'soothsayer', a real 'soothsayer' with some special abilities......"

Angel had learned from Audrey that her "identity" had been revealed, so she didn't hide it, but just made a distressed look and hesitated to tell her secret.

She attributed the problems she had discovered through Crimson Eyes that day to a reminder of "divination" and a suspicion that there were too few participants in the seminar.

"As we left the villa, there was a violent explosion inside, and Miss Audrey and I got separated in the explosion, and I was so frightened that I hurried out of there."

Obviously, Sost also learned about Angel's identity from Ms. Dalie, who asked Audrey before, so he didn't show the slightest surprise, but continued to ask some details, such as how Isrant behaved when receiving Audrey, and whether there were any other strangers present.

"Did you see the man in the portrait when you left the villa?"

Finally, Sost took a sketch out of his pocket and handed it to Angel, who took it, and found that it was painted with a rounded female face, with slightly curled hair and a somewhat wide distance between the eyes, which looked serious and indifferent.

If it weren't for the Night Watchman, she would have laughed out loud on the spot, which was obviously a portrait drawn by the Night Watch based on the description of the couple she saved that night, but in addition to the same gender, the hairstyle, face shape, and facial features are many different from "Erin". She believed that even if she hadn't disguised herself today, Sost wouldn't have been able to recognize the person in front of her as the one they were looking for.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have seen it, there was chaos on the street after the explosion, everyone was running away, I didn't notice if there was such a person."

She didn't give a definite answer, because that would have seemed too deliberate.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

Soster rose from the couch, put on his top hat, bowed slightly, and strode out of the room, closing the door with his hand.

Angel was not surprised by his departure, but watched as the portrait in his hand disappeared and the afternoon sun returned to the window.

She went from the dream to reality.

Shaking her head in confusion, she stood up with her forehead covered and looked around, as if she had just woken up from a strange dream, her eyes full of surprise.

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"Audrey, it's great to see that you're safe and sound."

Because it was not clear whether the night watchman was still observing himself in the dark, Angel greeted Audrey with an expression of "the rest of his life", and the latter understood the other party's purpose after a moment of surprise, smiled and opened his arms, hugged Angel, and made a veneer salute.

Then, the two members of the Tarot Society tacitly glanced at each other, entered the living room together, and began the afternoon tea party.

Several of the nobles who were also invited by Audrey were basically people known to Angel, Gleilynt, who had become a "pharmacist", Cons, who served in MI9, and Christine, who had shown admiration for the Black Emperor.

After a brief pleasantries, the conversation inevitably turned to today's topic, and all eyes were turned to Constance Lilson, a nobleman who had joined the military to deal with the extraordinary.

"Look at what I'm doing, even I can't leak top-secret information at will."

Although he refused, he smiled on his face, and after taking a sip of coffee, he continued to meet everyone's expectant gaze:

"However, I heard some gossip yesterday that just last weekend night, one of the Aurora Society's divine envoys died in the sewers of the Hilston district, and his body was covered with tarot cards, and like the previous two 'tarot card trials', there were two big cards on top, 'justice' and 'judgment'."

"Justice!"

Audrey sat up straight, her eyes wide and her emerald eyes full of excitement.

"So, did the Black Emperor appear?"

Christine, who was sweet-looking and had curly brown and black hair, asked if she had shown an unusual interest in the thief at the last party, even bordering on admiration.

"It did appear, but according to eyewitnesses at the scene, the murderer was someone else, a woman, and her whereabouts are unknown, just like the 'Black Emperor'."

Constance replied in a low voice.

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"So, the whereabouts of the woman who killed the 'shepherd' were not found?"

In a secret room under St. Samuel's Church, several night watchmen are rummaging through the papers on their desks and discussing recent events.

"The only witnesses were Mr. and Mrs. Allen, who lived on Berningham Road, and I took notes at the scene, and went to their house in the middle of the night to use the 'Nightmare' ability to probe once, but nothing was gained, and besides, that Dr. Allen has been very unlucky recently, and even came to the church for help, and accepted the comfort of the dream several times, his dream has been somewhat fragmented, and I did not investigate deeply."

Leonard Mitchell, with black hair and green eyes, said that he wore the same red gloves as the night watchmen around him, holding a stack of documents and flipping through them.

"The 'shepherd' is a woman based on the remains, and I suspect that it is likely to be 'Ms. D', one of the Aurora Society's oracles, who escaped from Tingen earlier."

Lares, who was a little fat in the "red gloves", took over and said, he had been injured in the capture of Ms. D, and he looked at his captain, Sost.

The latter nodded, looking at a high-backed chair surrounded by bookshelves and files, where sat a black-robed woman, recognizable by the eyeshadow and blush on her face.

"Dalie, have you found the files from the two previous incidents with tarot cards?"

"It's all borrowed by His Excellency Cecima, but I remember the details, what do you need to know?"

Unlike the other red gloves standing at the table, Daly sat in a high-backed chair, leaning back, as if deprived of interest in everything.

"I suspect that the same people were involved in all three incidents, the target was a cultist or a notorious person, who quickly killed the target and left, leaving behind tarot cards of unknown significance, and most importantly, the 'Black Emperor' who appeared in the Kapin case, also appeared on the scene this time."

Sost tossed the documents on the table, and on the top page was a photograph of the remains of a dead "shepherd" in the sewers, with the "Justice" and "Judgment" cards clearly visible.

"So you have the same opinion as the military, there is such a new hidden organization, with the purpose of eradicating evil, symbolized by tarot cards, and this time killing Ms. D of the Aurora Society, is it they who did it?"

Dali's blue eyeshadow eyes glanced at the middle-aged man and suddenly smiled.

"Speaking of the Hidden Order, I have a new clue here, there have been many people looking for an organization that believes in the 'Fool', and as you all know, the 'Fool' is the first and most important card in the tarot."

Leonard, who was looking down to read the information, looked up sharply, thoughtfully, and then muttered:

"You're saying that these two organizations are probably the same?"

"That's right, that 'fool' even has a honorable name...... "Daly rummaged through the table, took out a thin piece of paper, and read it in Rune, "the fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray mist......"

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“…… The Yellow and Black King who rules good fortune. ”

In a nondescript building in Queens, Mr. A's Extraordinaire gathering is underway, and the attendees are lost in thought as they look at the hooded organizer's blackboard with three paragraphs written next to him.

"Help me find some people who believe in this so-called 'Fool', of course, maybe the 'Mystic Master' or the 'Yellow and Black King', come to me immediately if you have any clues, and you will be rewarded beyond imagination."

Mr. A's hoarse voice echoed through the room.

Sitting in the corner of the room, Furth was almost stunned.

"Isn't this the honorific name of Mr. 'Fool' of the Tarot Society? How could Mr. A of the Aurora Society look for the believers of the 'Fool' in a high-profile manner, because he knew that Ms. D had died at the hands of the Tarot Society and was looking for the murderer? ”

Thinking of what she heard at the tarot meeting, she regretted that she had come to the party today, although no one should know the connection between "Falth" and "The Magician", but she had a ghost in her heart, and everything seemed to be aimed at herself......

Just as she was pretending to be nothing, Mr. A's low, hoarse voice rang out again.

"In addition, if you provide clues to an organization symbolized by 'tarot cards', such as 'justice', such as 'judgment', you can also receive a reward from me."

At this moment, "Magician" Furth was completely stunned.

(End of chapter)