With the help of the bestowment ritual, Klein handed 2,500 pounds in cash and the simple golden mask provided by The Hanging Man to Miss Justice. He also used the image of The World praying to urge her to complete the transaction as soon as possible.
In the past two weeks, I've spent about 5,000 pounds. If I hadn't left Tingen, this amount of money would have been enough for me to retire in old age. Furthermore, I would have been able to maintain my landlady's standard of living … Dolls ruin a person's life, and taking medicine to drink would make me poor for three generations … Klein looked at the boundless fog and ancient palace that had returned to silence. He felt a little disappointed, as though he had lost something important.
He calmed down for a few seconds before returning to the real World. He picked up the remaining 830 pounds on his desk and specially counted six five-pound notes.
Then, Klein placed the 30 pounds in his completely deflated wallet and solemnly stuffed it into the inner pocket of his clothes.
He split the remaining 800 pounds into two folds and placed one in each of his pockets.
Immediately after that, Klein pulled open the drawer and took out two of the five Deep-sea Naga strands of hair that he had brought back to the real World. He wrapped them in layers of paper and carefully placed them in a secret pocket of his clothes.
After doing all of this, he picked up his hat and cane and walked to the end of the street under the illumination of the street lamps. He took a carriage and headed straight for the Bravehearts Bar in the Baekeland Bridge area.
In the lively and noisy environment, Klein insisted on finishing his glass of Southville beer. Then, he leisurely walked through the waves of cheers from the boxers, left the bar, and boarded a rental carriage.
Feeling the wheels rolling, he deliberately closed his eyes. Suddenly, he heard the sound of someone knocking on the window.
The muscles on Klein's face twitched slightly as he opened his eyes to look ahead. He saw the pale and exquisite Miss Sharon sitting quietly opposite him.
Without waiting for her to ask, Klein smiled and said, "I sold the information you provided last time for a good price.
"I sold the information you provided last time for a good price. The one in the Amon family mausoleum."
Sharon didn't say a word as she looked at him in silence.
Klein leaned on his cane and took out two stacks of cash and a small ball of paper from his pocket.
"800 pounds plus two Deep-sea Naga hairs, the total value is around 1,000 pounds. This is what you deserve." Klein took a silent breath and handed over the cash and paper ball with a smile.
Sharon glanced at him and reached out to take the two items.
She lowered her head and looked at the item in her hand, her voice drifting and illusory.
"How much did you sell?"
"2000 pounds, half each." Klein chuckled.
If the Machinery Hivemind only gives me 1,500 pounds according to the original plan, then I'll have to owe a portion of it … he thought, feeling rather fortunate.
Sharon's bloodless palm flipped over, and the cash and paper balls disappeared.
She raised her head and replied with a "hmm".
"What's in the mausoleum?"
"I don't know. I didn't go." Klein didn't reveal Arrodes's help.
At this moment, he felt that if he were to describe his experience in detail, Miss Sharon would definitely listen attentively with one hand resting on her cheek, just like before.
This Wraith Miss seems to have a hobby of watching dramas and listening to all kinds of rumors … Klein summarized.
Sharon's expression didn't change as she fell silent for a few seconds.
"Someone is digging a tunnel to the underground ruins."
"Ah?" Klein was momentarily unable to react to what she was talking about.
But he quickly understood what Sharon was referring to when she mentioned the underground ruins.
Both of them only knew of one underground ruin — the ruins of the Fourth Epoch's Tudor Dynasty. There was a terrifying evil spirit inside!
Someone is digging a tunnel to enter that underground building? Klein pondered for a few seconds before he suddenly had a burst of inspiration.
"That baronet something?"
He had already forgotten the name of the hidden Tudor descendant. All he remembered was that he had the title of baronet and lived on Sivellaus Street, where the Baekeland police station was located.
"Yes." Sharon gave an affirmative answer.
"What is he looking for? Doesn't he know that there's an evil spirit inside? Doesn't he know that the Beyonders of his family have all died inside? "Klein muttered to himself as he raised a few questions.
Sharon sat quietly and answered seriously, "I don't know if he knows."
"… How long before he can dig through?" Klein asked after some deliberation.
"Two to three months. He's alone for the time being." Sharon gave her judgment.
Phew. Klein exhaled slightly and said, "How long will it take for him to dig through?"
"Two to three months. He's alone for the time being." Sharon gave her judgment.
Phew. Klein exhaled slightly and said, "There's no need to rush.
When I'm ready, we'll 'visit' him together. "
Having said that, he smiled and explained, "You know that I like to be fully prepared in advance."
Before advancing to a Faceless, I won't get involved in anything else! He warned himself inwardly.
"Alright." Sharon didn't ask him what preparations he needed to make. Her figure quickly faded and disappeared from the carriage.
Klein leaned back against the carriage wall, feeling relaxed.
The ingredients for the Faceless potion have been pre-ordered. All that's left is to wait for the "shipment" … All my debts have been paid off, so there's no need to worry about anything … His mood was like a settled sparkling wine, occasionally surging with a little joy.
The only bad thing is … Klein touched his left chest. There was a shriveled wallet there.
He sighed, and murmured to himself in a muffled voice:
"There's only 30 pounds in cash, 5 gold coins, and some change left …"
…
Thursday afternoon.
Audrey Hall was waiting in the study for Ms. Escalante to arrive.
After receiving a reply from The Hanging Man and The World, she immediately sent a servant to send a letter to Escalante.
The content of the letter was very ordinary. She hoped that the second psychology class this week would be brought forward to Thursday. In fact, Audrey had already agreed with Escalante that once she expressed similar intentions, it would mean that the other party in the transaction had agreed to the conditions.
Tick tock. Tick tock. The wall clock on the wall moved briskly. Escalante, with long hair that reached her waist, entered the room with a few textbooks in hand.
Audrey immediately gave Susie a look. The golden retriever reluctantly jumped out and lay in the shadows nearby to observe the people coming and going.
Escalante closed the door to the study and slowly looked around. Then, she sat across the small white round table and put down the textbooks.
"Did they pay with money or a mystical item?" the Psychological Alchemy member asked in a low voice.
"One directly gave 2,500 pounds, and the other provided a mystical item." Audrey said briskly as she took out a white cardboard box from her medium-sized orange handbag. The box was covered with a wall of spirituality.
After removing the wall of spirituality, she opened the lid of the box, revealing the simple golden mask.
Then, she repeated the flaws and effects of the mask.
Frankly speaking, when she received the mystical item, she was very curious and wanted to test its effects. After all, this was the first mystical item she had come into contact with. But in the end, she restrained herself. She didn't want to become cold.
"The value is basically the same." Escalante gave it a try and heaved a sigh of relief.
After pausing for two seconds, she pulled out the thickest textbook and flipped to page 48.
The middle of the textbook had been hollowed out, and there was a palm-sized iron box and a rolled up piece of goatskin.
"Human-skinned Shadow characteristic … Wind-blessed potion formula …" Escalante introduced and displayed it.
Audrey's gaze was cast on the diamond-like characteristic, and she felt her head spin from the faces formed by the light and shadows inside.
Th-this has the ability to restrain a Spectator … Is this Mr. World's Sequence pathway? No wonder … Audrey looked away and sized up the potion formula.
"Sequence 6, Wind-blessed. Main ingredients: Six crystal feathers of a Blue Shadow Falcon, a pair of eyes of a Dragon-Eyed Sea Condor …"
Before Audrey could examine the supplementary ingredients, Escalante had already rolled up the goatskin in time.
Following that, she fixed the wall of spirituality on the iron box, closed the textbook, and pushed the thick book to Audrey.
Audrey held the book, but she didn't hand over the golden mask and 2,500 pounds in cash to Escalante in time.
Facing her puzzled gaze, she, who was already prepared, smiled and said,
"The other party is worried that the characteristics don't match and that the formula is fake. They wish to verify it first.
"And before the verification is completed, the money and items will be kept by me. They believe that I'm very trustworthy, and I don't want to lose this reputation."
"I understand their concerns." Escalante paused and said, "We also believe in you."
Since the money and items were in the hands of her own members, she wasn't worried about being cheated.
Besides, Miss Audrey is rich and has status. She can vouch for her, and she's trustworthy … Escalante thought in relief.
…
Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace.
Klein held a spirit pendulum and divined the authenticity of the Wind-blessed potion formula.
He didn't want to lose the most experienced and powerful member of Tarot, Mr. The Hanging Man, due to negligence.
When he opened his eyes and saw the topaz pendant spinning clockwise, Klein heaved a sigh of relief and transmitted his thoughts to the crimson star that symbolized The Hanging Man.
…
City of Generosity.
Alger first saw the endless grayish-white fog, and then he heard Mr. Fool's deep but lofty words:
"Miss Justice has completed the transaction."
An illusory goatskin immediately appeared in front of Alger. On it was the Wind-blessed potion formula.
With Mr. Fool handling it, he didn't have any doubts about the authenticity of the formula. He bowed respectfully and thanked him.
When the illusion dissipated, he immediately found a pen and paper and recorded the potion formula.
Then, he paced back and forth in excitement, muttering to himself silently,
Blue Shadow Falcon … There's one on that primitive island …
…
After finishing the matter with The Hanging Man, Klein finally had the time to check his Human-skinned Shadow characteristic.
After confirming that it was real, he leaned back in his chair and exhaled happily.
"Finally …"
Three seconds later, Klein suddenly sat up and decided that there was no time to lose. He would concoct the Faceless potion tonight!
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