Mr. A? It feels more like a criminal's code name and not the name of a mysterious powerhouse … It can't be compared to The Fool at all … No, those who can be compared to Mr. Fool are probably deities or important figures second only to deities … Audrey's thoughts raced as she suddenly felt a sense of superiority.
She looked at Mr. A calmly and lowered her voice to speak to Fors and Xio Derecha.
"Does this gentleman have any past achievements?"
Viscount Glaint, who was also wearing a hooded robe, was also very curious.
Xio Derecha replied with a serious expression, "There have been a few such incidents in the past. Sequence 8 and even Sequence 7 Beyonders have targeted Mr. A in an attempt to deal with him, but in the end, they all disappeared without a trace."
"What a powerful Beyonder," Glaint exclaimed in admiration as he repeated the previous introduction.
As they spoke, the four of them entered the house, and the gatekeeper immediately closed the door.
After adapting to the light from the gas lamp, Audrey saw two blackboards erected in front of her. There were lines of words written on them.
At this moment, Fors, who was holding an unlit cigarette, whispered, "Those are the needs of the members of the gathering.
"That's what the members of the gathering want. You should be able to understand. Many people don't want others to know what they have to avoid being targeted by greedy people. So, they will write on the blackboard anonymously what they want, or what they want to sell, as well as the approximate price and item requirements.
Audrey nodded slightly. She didn't bother observing the members of the gathering and directly scanned the items on the blackboard on the left.
"Requires the eyes of an adult Manhattan fish."
"Specter's dust, 165 pounds."
"Rosell The Great's notebook, three pages, 20 pounds."
Upon seeing this, Audrey could no longer maintain her composure as a Spectator. She was shocked and excited.
These prices, these prices are too, too cheap! She thought excitedly and happily.
As she walked, her gaze moved and she saw even more items.
"Infant's Tears, flowers, 200 pounds."
"Mummy powder, 10 grams, 5 pounds."
"Murloc mucus, 30 milliliters, 29 pounds."
"Sequence 8 Sheriff potion formula, 450 pounds."
…
Too, too cheap! The Beyonder ingredients didn't even exceed 300 pounds! Audrey's eyes lit up as she followed her companion to find a place to sit down.
At this moment, Xio Derecha moved closer to her ear and asked softly,
"What do you want?"
Audrey's breathing became heavier. Rosell The Great's famous declaration flashed through her mind.
"I want them all!"
She had two brothers, so it was not her turn to inherit the title and the main estate, but as a girl who was the favorite of her parents and brothers, she had 300,000 pounds' worth of houses, fields, pastures, mines, jewels, stocks, shares, and bonds to her name.
This was considered her share of the family property, but before her father, Earl Hall, passed away or she married, she would only possess it in name and receive a corresponding annual annuity.
Even so, she earned 15,000 to 25,000 pounds a year. She was one of the wealthiest female nobles in the entire Rouen Kingdom.
Of course, as a noble, there were many necessary expenses, especially since she already had an annuity. She couldn't rely on her parents for everything.
She controlled herself and replied reservedly,
"I'm only interested in Emperor Roselle's notebook for now. I'm his admirer. I think the special runes or words he created have mysterious powers. It's just that we haven't found the right way to combine them."
Audrey, you're becoming more and more hypocritical … she added silently in her heart.
Just as she finished speaking, a young man in a white shirt and black vest sitting on a chair nearby chimed in excitedly.
"Yes! That's it! I've finally met someone who shares the same opinion as me! "
"I'm the owner of the three pages of the notebook. I can sell them to you right now!"
"…" Audrey was at a loss at first, but then she replied with a smile, "Then please allow me to express my gratitude."
She took out two ten-pound notes and handed them to him in exchange for the three pages of Rosell The Great's diary. Of course, no one here knew that it was a diary. They only referred to it as a notebook.
Flipping through the pages, Audrey confirmed that the words were similar to the ones she had obtained in the past.
She put away the diary and asked Xio and Fors in a low voice, "If the notebook is fake, who can I look for? Mr. A? "
"Yes, Mr. A doesn't allow fraud in his gatherings. Yes, I can also help you arbitrate in private," Xio Derecha answered eagerly.
"I understand." Audrey entered her Spectator state and began to examine the Beyonders and Beyonder reserves present.
Due to the young man's agitation, many people had noticed them. They were either overtly or covertly sizing up Audrey and Glaint, but none of them could see through the hood.
The sofa, chairs, and coffee table were scattered around, all facing the blackboard … The material is ordinary, which means that the convener, Mr. A, isn't a noble and is very casual in this regard … Yes, with the confidence he displayed, he wouldn't deliberately put on such a disguise … Audrey rolled her eyes and observed calmly.
Mr. A sized up all the ladies present, and his gaze often stopped on the good-looking ones … He's very lecherous … Why does he keep looking at me? He can see through the hood?
At this point, Audrey's heart skipped a beat. She felt disgusted, as if she had eaten a fly.
But soon, she relaxed because she realized that Mr. A wasn't looking at her or the other women …
This means that his eyes can't see through the fabric directly … His eyesight is very outstanding. It's as if he's sizing me up at close range. Under such circumstances, the hood is of little use … Audrey quietly observed the transactions of the others and grasped part of the situation of the people present.
At this moment, Mr. A's attendant walked over and whispered to the four of them, "You can write your requests on a piece of paper for me.
"You can write your requests on a piece of paper for me, or you can go to the small room and write the items you want to sell on the blackboard during the break."
Fors took a whiff of her cigarette and looked around warily. "Have you decided on the Sequence 9 formula you want?"
Over the past few days, she had fulfilled her promise and told Audrey and Viscount Glaint all the information she knew about the Sequence pathways.
Audrey pretended to think for a moment and said, "Spectator.
I want to become a Spectator. Yes, I also want the follow-up to Spectator, Telepathist. "
She considered that she would have to interact with Fors and Xio Derecha frequently in the future. Sooner or later, they would discover that she was a Beyonder, a Spectator. Therefore, she decided to use this opportunity to bring the matter to light and completely cover up Tarot's existence.
Although it'll be a waste of money, it's worth it … Audrey secretly praised herself.
At the same time, she noticed that Xio Derecha would look at the blackboard from time to time with a look of longing and depression.
Xio told me that the corresponding Sequence 8 for Arbiter is Sheriff … She's looking at the formula worth 450 pounds? Yes, I can tell that she's very eager for the Sheriff formula …
She's been an Arbiter for more than a year, and she's been unconsciously acting as an Arbiter. She should've digested the potion …
All the details above indicate that Xio is short of money!
While Audrey was secretly making a judgment, Viscount Glaint stated his choice.
"Apothecary. I need the formula for Sequence 9 Apothecary!"
Sensing Audrey, Fors, and Xio's gazes, he explained with a chuckle, "To me, having health and not being afraid of most diseases and injuries is the most important thing!"
"A rational choice. I once dreamed of being an Apothecary too." Fors sighed with a smile.
She had a languid and decadent temperament.
After making the decision, Audrey and the rest wrote their requests on a piece of paper and handed it to the attendant. Then, they watched as the attendant walked around and asked them one by one, collecting quite a number of pieces of paper.
The attendant mixed up the pieces of paper and handed them to his companion who was in charge of the blackboard for him to register the information.
"I need the formulas for the Spectator and Telepathist potions. The price will be negotiated face-to-face …"
Every time a piece of paper was written, the attendant would read it three times. If anyone was interested, they would secretly request for a room and complete the transaction with the attendant's help.
After waiting for a while, Audrey and Glaint didn't receive any requests for a transaction. They were both a little disappointed.
At this moment, another attendant walked over and approached Audrey, handing her a folded piece of paper.
"Mr. A gave this to you," the attendant said in a low voice.
Audrey unfolded the piece of paper and glanced at it.
It read: "Are you interested in other Sequence 9 formulas?"
The corners of Audrey's mouth curled up in disdain and she wrote in the blank space on the piece of paper: "I'm only interested in the Spectator."
She folded the piece of paper again and returned it to the attendant. She watched as the attendant handed it to Mr. A.
Mr. A opened it and glanced at it. He didn't say a word and continued to watch the gathering members in silence.
However, Audrey keenly noticed that the piece of paper had quietly burned and turned into ashes that fell to the ground.
After another fifteen minutes, Mr. A said, "We've entered the break stage.
"We've entered the resting phase. You can communicate freely."
At this moment, the young man who had sold Rosell's diary approached Audrey and said excitedly, "I've already deciphered a portion of Rosell The Great's special runes and tattooed them on my body. I've obtained pretty good powers."
"Are you interested?"
Audrey suddenly recalled that she had once asked Mr. Fool if the special words in Rosell The Great's diary contained any magical powers. Mr. Fool's answer was that they couldn't unless a deity was suddenly interested.
She looked at the young man in front of her, thought for a moment, and probed, "What kind of pretty good powers did you obtain?"
The young man replied excitedly, "I'm stronger and healthier.
I'm stronger and healthier! "
Audrey looked at him with pity and said, "I'm sorry, but I believe in my own research more."
In the remaining time, she continued to observe the gathering, but she didn't obtain much useful information. She only roughly judged that there were members of normal professions like doctors and lawyers.
After another half an hour, Audrey and the others left and returned to Viscount Glaint's villa, where they stayed until the ball ended.
At around ten o 'clock at night, Audrey returned home. Just as she was about to get the maid to prepare hot water, she suddenly saw Susie give her a look.
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