Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery

During the last time “The Fool,” Klein, helped “The Hermit” defeat their enemy, he noticed that “The Hermit” was a low-sequence Beyonder.

At the very beginning of this Tarot Gathering, Klein noticed some changes in “The Hermit’s” spiritual body, indicating that they had advanced to Sequence 8.

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As for the pathway “The Hermit” belonged to, Klein discovered that the pattern on the back of “The Hermit’s” chair had changed somewhat during this gathering, turning into a pair of cold, indifferent eyes without eyelashes, containing countless glittering stars.

Klein had seen this symbol when dealing with Old Neil’s incident, so he was certain that “The Hermit” was a Beyonder of the “Seer” pathway and would definitely need the “Wizard” potion formula.

Old Neil…

Behind the gray fog, Klein smiled humorously as he thought of this.

“I do need this potion formula,” Audrey said. “Name your price.”

She was a little curious, where did Klein get the “Wizard” potion formula from?

Klein manipulated “The World” and said, “700 pounds.”

That was obtained when divining “The Hermit,” at the cost of his own head above the gray fog instantly shattering. Selling the potion formula to “The Hermit” could also be considered taking some compensation from “The Hermit.”

“Deal,” Audrey said immediately.

Seeing that the other party agreed so readily, Klein regretted it a little. If he had known, he would have asked for 800 pounds.

Audrey added, “However, it will take a few days to pay you.”

Yesterday, she was still lamenting that she hadn't had 3,000 pounds in savings for a long time, but today, she had already overspent.

First, Audrey had just requested a batch of high-grade spiritual materials from Viscount Glinton in the morning, with a total value of over 2,300 pounds, and the two potion formulas at the Tarot Gathering cost nearly 1,000 pounds.

Her proud savings had bottomed out and turned into a negative number.

Klein controlled “The World” and nodded, “Okay.”

Audrey asked, “Then, will you also trade your own potion formula?”

“Trade.”

“Also 260 pounds,” Audrey said. “I'll trade with you together.”

“Deal,” “The World” said faintly.

Audrey then looked at “The Hanged Man,” Alger, “I will have more funds coming in soon, so we can confirm the transaction first.”

He paused and asked, “Do you plan to sell the potion formula?”

Alger replied, “Yes.”

“May I ask what pathway you are?”

“Sailor.”

Audrey pretended to be slightly surprised, “This pathway is a bit troublesome, but we can still trade. I’ll just consider it my collection. How about 260 pounds as well?”

This was a pathway of the orthodox Churches, and trading such a potion formula would be a bit troublesome.

“Okay,” Alger made a judgment in his heart: “The Hermit” is a Loenese!

Based on “The Hermit’s” attire, he had roughly confirmed this point, but he didn't rule out that “The Hermit” was using clothing to mislead.

But now, Alger was certain that “The Hermit” was a Loenese, because the Church of Storms only preached in Loen. If it were someone from another country, they wouldn't think that the “Sailor” pathway's potion formula would “be troublesome.”

Audrey completed all the transactions and leaned back in her chair, no longer speaking.

At this time, “Justice,” Audrey, said to the head of the bronze long table, “Mr. Fool, I request a private exchange.”

Klein smiled helplessly in his heart: Here we go again?

He nodded slightly and said, “You may.”

When Audrey's senses were shielded, she suddenly thought: It's been two gatherings, why hasn't anyone offered Roselle's diary to “The Fool?”

She carefully recalled what happened, and it seemed that “The Magician,” Fors, had only recently joined the Tarot Gathering. In order to prevent Fors from borrowing “Roselle's Notes” from the real her, causing duplicate sacrifices, she always had a private exchange when sacrificing the diary.

Audrey planned to find an opportunity to tell Fors that the “notes” in her hand had been torn up by Susie, and then she could openly sacrifice the diary.

Audrey sighed. She would have to wait a little longer to exploit the remaining value of the five pages of the diary she had handled.

After the private exchange ended, Klein lifted the sensory blockage of the other members, “Continue.”

Fors took a breath and said, “I want to purchase the stomach pouch of a Spirit Eater and 20 milliliters of Deep Sea Spearfish blood.”

These were the two main ingredients for the “Trick Master” potion. She had 430 pounds left in her savings, plus the 260 pounds she had just earned from completing the transaction with “The Hermit.”

With 690 pounds, if she was lucky enough to encounter cheaper extraordinary materials, she could solve the problem of the main ingredients.

Fors couldn't help but sigh in her heart: If it weren't for the need to completely get rid of the influence of the Full Moon's Muttering and become a “Trick Master,” even with 690 pounds, she could live a very easy and comfortable life, even in Backlund.

Two or three seconds later, Alger said in a deep voice, “I once saw Deep Sea Spearfish blood at a pirate gathering, but unfortunately, you have already missed it.”

No mistake, first release, first content, first look!

Fors said, “Mr. Hanged Man, please help me keep an eye out. I can accept prices from 300 to 400 pounds.”

“Okay,” Alger nodded.

“The Sun,” Derrick, said, “I know the approximate activity range of several Spirit Eaters, but I don’t need the pounds you mentioned.”

Fors asked curiously, “Then what do you want?”

Audrey preemptively answered in her heart: The “Sun High Priest” potion formula.

Derrick thought for a moment and, as expected, said, “The ‘Sun High Priest’ potion formula.”

“This is a Sequence 7 formula, which requires at least 750 pounds,” This was information that Fors had inadvertently learned when helping “The World” purchase miraculous items of the “Sun” pathway.

She paused and added, “And the two extraordinary materials I need, each one doesn't exceed 400 pounds, and most of the time they are only worth 300 pounds.”

Derrick said without hesitation, “I can give you two to three Spirit Eater stomach pouches.”

Fors was a little helpless. If she took the extra Spirit Eater stomach pouches to sell, she didn't know when she would be able to sell them.

She tried her best to maintain a smile and said, “I will try to collect them.”

At this time, Audrey added, “If you want to complete the transaction, please sell the Spirit Eater corpses to me, 100 pounds per corpse.”

The other parts of the Spirit Eater's corpse were also very good spiritual materials.

Derrick was slightly stunned before nodding, “Okay.”

Fors glanced at “The Hermit”: Uh, didn't “The Hermit” run out of money? How come two or three hundred pounds have already been spent without him even batting an eye?

Behind the gray fog, Klein also thought to himself: This gentleman, you don't plan to swipe your credit card, do you? You've already overdrawn quite a bit!

After Klein complained about “The Hermit” a couple of times, he had “The World” say in a hoarse voice, “Help me look out for the mutated pituitary gland and blood of a Thousand-Faced Hunter, as well as the characteristics of a Human-skinned Shadow, and the hair of a Deep Sea Giana.”

Everyone agreed.

After a few seconds of silence in the hall, the “Free Exchange” session began.

After exchanging for about ten minutes, “The Fool” announced the end of this Tarot Gathering.