Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Renekton, who is rejected by the holy unicorn, plans to entrust Miss Justice to test the unicorn's power in this week's Tarot meeting.

Based on his preference for this unicorn figure, Renekton felt that the only people known to be able to use this figure were Miss Justice and Little Sun from the Tarot Society.

Time soon came to Monday afternoon, and Renekton was already sitting on the armchair in the study, waiting for the tarot session to begin.

Suddenly, a burst of illusory, crimson light surged out in front of his eyes. When he came back to his senses, he was surrounded by a palace that looked like the residence of an ancient giant above the gray mist.

Miss Justice, who has been promoted to Sequence Eight, stood up happily, raised her skirt and said hello to everyone:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Baita!"

Alger, the Hanged Man, presented a new six-page Russell diary to Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table.

Klein, who was shrouded in gray mist, moved the six-page diary in front of him.

Renekton glanced at Mr. Hanged Man's diary when he showed it. Relying on the reader's excellent reading and memory abilities, Renekton took a rough look at the contents of the diary.

This time the diary involves the Sequence 2 Miracle Master, the Mercury Snake of the Destiny Path, and the Black Emperor Path.

"It's a big gain."

Renekton sighed inwardly for Mr. Fool.

After reading the diary provided by the Hanged Man, Klein issued a mission in the name of one of his favored ones:

"One of my favorites has arrived in Backlund. He wants to accomplish something, but his identity cannot be exposed."

"What he wants to accomplish is to assassinate the Ambassador of the Republic of Intis to the Kingdom of Loen, Becron Jean Madan."

"Assassinate Ambassador Intis?" Miss Justice said in surprise.

The Hanged Man and the Little Sun were sitting in their seats in deep contemplation and at a loss.

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, looked around at the crowd without leaving a trace. Except for the White Tower, who already knew most of the story, everyone else was thinking individually.

Then he maintained the same relaxed attitude and spoke again:

"Which of you wants to accept this task? What kind of reward do you want?"

The Hanged Man found that no one was speaking, so he took the lead to speak, exposing Backlund's shady deeds as the intelligence chief, secretly supporting the bloody march, and spreading rumors.

Seeing that Miss Justice sitting opposite was a little shaken, she then added:

"I don't know if he is an Extraordinary, but it is very likely that he is, and there is no shortage of Extraordinary protection around him."

Miss Justice, who had been pondering for a long time, was somewhat moved by Mr. Hanged Man. She turned to Mr. Fool who was sitting at the top and said:

"Mr. Fool, I can try to complete this task, but there is no guarantee that I will succeed."

"I can also accept this task. It should be successful. The price is 11000 pounds."

Renekton, who was sitting aside to watch the show, intervened in the conversation in order to prevent Miss Justice from successfully receiving this commission, otherwise he would not be able to make any money.

The corner of Klein's mouth, shrouded in gray mist and sitting at the top, twitched slightly. I am speechless about Mr. Baita’s price increase:

"This guy actually raised the price! Profiteer!"

"Backlund himself has the strength of Sequence Six, and there is no shortage of extraordinary people to protect him. If you want to successfully assassinate him and escape unscathed, you can't do it without a huge organization or strong strength."

Renekton explained, proving that his price increase was not excessive.

"Sequence six?" Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man couldn't help but repeat in a low voice.

Sitting at the top, shrouded in gray mist, Klein was also secretly frightened. He knew that there must be many powerful Beyonders around Mr. Ambassador, but he did not expect that the Ambassador himself was also a powerful Beyonder.

"Hunter Path, Sequence Six Conspirator, very insightful on some detailed issues, and good at planning conspiracies."

Renekton spread the information about the conspirators to everyone in the Tarot Society. Then he continued:

"Such extraordinary people who are known for their wisdom are often more difficult to kill because they are cautious enough and good at using their wisdom."

"Mr. Baita, are you sure that an extraordinary person of this level can guarantee the success of the assassination? Once something goes wrong, you will be in great danger."

Miss Justice couldn't help but remind her that she was a little worried about the safety of her fellow Tarot Club members.

"I just need to find an opportunity and create a relatively independent space, and I'll have a chance to kill him with one shot."

"People who rely too much on intrigues are often very arrogant and blindly confident. If they are seized of an opportunity, they can easily be killed with one blow."

Renekton briefly explained his plan.

Renekton's original plan was to create an opportunity, and then leverage the power of the sage's characteristics in his body to directly deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

Miss Justice nodded thoughtfully and did not ask any more questions.

As a mind reader, she understood very well that this kind of Extraordinary person, who was good at brain power but was relatively fragile, could easily be killed by a single blow if he was seized the opportunity.

"Anyone of you can accept this task, and whoever completes it in the end will be the winner."

Klein, shrouded in gray fog, spoke again.

Although he himself felt that it was safest for the strongest Mr. Baita to complete this task, the price offered by the other party was too high. I can only hope that Miss Justice or Mr. Hanged Man can also complete this task, so that at least I can use knowledge in place of gold pounds.

"Okay, Mr. Fool." Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man said at the same time.

Klein, shrouded in gray mist, said in a relaxed tone:

"What do you hope to be compensated for?"

"The psychiatrist's magic potion recipe."

Miss Justice blurted out, and then added hesitantly:

"My reward can be discussed after the mission is completed. I, I still owe your favored one a bounty."

"Me too, the remuneration can be discussed after the task is completed."

The Hanged Man also spoke.

After Miss Justice mentioned the bounty, Klein immediately thought of "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Chillingos who was killed by Mr. Azik.

"Admiral Hurricane is worth 10,000 gold pounds. Ambassador Backlund must be more expensive than him. Therefore, Al's price is actually reasonable, and it is also the friendship price he said!"

After thinking about it in his mind, Klein discovered that the reason why he thought Al's price was too high was because he was too poor.

"However, if Miss Justice gives me this bounty, it will be enough to pay Al's asking price."

"However, part of this bounty belongs to Mr. Azik."

Klein struggled in his mind whether to embezzle part of the bounty belonging to Mr. Azik first.

After everyone except Little Sun, who was in the land abandoned by the gods, accepted Mr. Fool's commission, the Tarot Society entered into a free trading phase.

Miss Justice made a request to exchange information about the dragon to Little Sun, who was sitting diagonally across from her.

"Okay, I want to get the Sequence 8 potion formula of the Singer Path."

Little Sun did not refuse Miss Justice's deal. What he needed most urgently now was promotion, so he proposed a condition in exchange for the next sequence of potion formulas.

Miss Justice said after careful consideration:

"I don't have the magic potion formula corresponding to Sequence Eight of the Singer Path, but I can promise to collect it for you as soon as possible. You can ask Mr. Fool to bear witness."

Renekton originally wanted to sell the magic potion formula of the Light Prayer, but Mr. Fool at the top spoke first:

"Miss Justice, maybe I can pay for the magic potion formula of the Light Prayer for you."

"I forgot that Klein had divined that drop of divine blood of the Eternal Blazing Sun. It seems that he has all the formulas for sequence four and below."

"I can no longer earn the extraordinary materials from Little Sun. It seems I have to think of another way."

Renekton sat quietly and pondered.

Miss Justice, Little Sun, and Klein the Fool quickly reached a deal and requested to communicate alone.

Only Renekton and Mr. Hanged Man next to him were left isolated.

Renekton turned his head and looked at the serious-looking Hanged Man next to him, and said:

"Isn't Mr. Hanged Man interested in news about the dragon?"

The Hanged Man glanced at Baita, who was sitting next to him and was obviously of high rank, and said in a deep voice:

"There's some interest, but not to the point of being paid for it."

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"No, I'm very interested, but Mr. Sun knows that information, so I should already know it."

Renekton shook his head, denying Mr. Hanged Man's rhetorical question, and then said again:

"This Mr. Sun doesn't look like a Fusac, but his giant bloodline is not low, which is very interesting."

"Moreover, I noticed that he lacked understanding of a lot of common sense, but he also knew information about dragons that most people don't know."

In the increasingly serious expression of the Hanged Man, Renekton came to his final conclusion:

"He shouldn't be from the known Southern Continent or Northern Continent, right? Is he from the legendary Land Abandoned by the Gods? Or is he from the Western Continent?"

The Hanged Man looked at Baita, who was usually undisciplined, with some surprise. The other party's reasoning just now made him reasonably suspect that the other party's usual appearance was just disguising himself.

The exchange between the two was quiet for a few seconds before the Hanged Man spoke:

"It's a land abandoned by gods. What kind of place is the Western Continent in your mouth?"

"I don't know. In the elves' legends, that is their hometown, but the elves themselves don't know whether this hometown really exists."

Renekton shook his head and did not tell Mr. Hanged Man the real situation.