Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

The next day was another Monday of the new week. Renekton was looking forward to today’s Tarot session. Rosago had already finished giving away people’s heads. In this Tarot session, he could meet Klein’s Mr. World. .

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a crimson wave of light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, gradually flooding my sight.

When he regained his vision, the scene in front of Renekton had turned into a palace like a giant's residence above the gray fog.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool. Good afternoon, Mr. White Tower."

Audrey happily greeted every member of the Tarot Club until her eyes came to the end of the long bronze table, where sat a figure wearing a black hooded robe. This figure is equally illusory and hazy.

Audrey cast her eyes with some confusion and joy at Mr. Fool who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table.

She didn't expect that someone new would join so soon. It had only been two weeks since Mr. Baita joined.

This shows that our Tarot Society is developing rapidly! Audrey, you will also be the patriarch of the Tarot Club from now on.

Audrey's thoughts were racing. Before she could ask the new member's code name, Mr. Fool, who was sitting at the top, spoke:

"This is the new member, Mr. World."

Renekton looked at Mr. Fool's trumpet with curiosity, a faint purple fluorescence flashing in his eyes.

"You can't see much, but it feels a bit fake, like a puppet on strings. Klein shouldn't be able to achieve dual-thread operation, otherwise Mr. World's movements wouldn't be so stiff."

"But except for people like me who already know that the world is a small place, they don't dare to think about it."

After Renekton's thoughts were active for a while, he lowered his gaze again and stopped looking at more things. At the same time, he said hello to the new member:

"Good afternoon, Mr. World."

"If you have features that you need to sell, you can consider me. As a friend, I will give you a friendly price!"

"Good afternoon! I will."

Under the control of Mr. Fool, Trumpet World responded hoarsely and without any fluctuations in tone.

Klein, who was sitting at the top, shrouded in gray mist, glanced at Mr. Baita who was greeting his trumpet with a slight hesitation. He somewhat suspected that the other party was testing him.

He is doubting that this trumpet in the world is Klein Moretti?

Why? Is it because of the codename World or because the position I arranged for World is at the bottom of the long bronze table?

Audrey on the side has been looking at this new member curiously. She feels that the other person has always been very calm and rational, and she has not observed any information from this Mr. World.

"Good afternoon, Mr. World."

Audrey greeted the other party politely.

The Hanged Man and Little Sun also greeted the new member World respectively, and today's Tarot Club officially began.

Klein the Fool, who was sitting at the top, turned his gaze to Audrey and said:

"The two candidates proposed by you are still under investigation."

Then she gave Miss Justice an inspection mission and asked her to pass it on to the two candidates she proposed.

Then he started operating his trumpet again. After looking around, Mr. World said in a hoarse voice:

"Mr. Fool told me that tasks and materials can be issued here, right?"

"Yes, only you can pay a sufficient price. Even if we can't do it, there will still be Mr. Fool and his favored ones!"

Renekton responded in a not particularly serious tone.

"Gentlemen, next is the reading time for Mr. Fool."

Justice Audrey spoke up to remind the two people who had a tendency to continue chatting.

"Miss Justice is so spirited of ownership." Klein sighed in his heart, and then looked at Mr. Hanged Man sitting opposite Miss Justice.

Mr. The Hanged Man, who had remained silent and secretly observing because of the new members, saw the look Mr. Fool was looking at and quickly saluted.

Then he gathered his energy, recalled the contents of the diary that he had remembered, and with the help of Mr. Fool, he materialized it.

These diaries suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared in Klein's hands.

Renekton did not catch a glimpse of the content of this diary, but judging from the length of time Klein read it, there should be a lot of effective content in this diary.

After reading all the diaries, Klein calmed down his emotions a little, looked at Renekton to the side and said:

"Mr. Baita, you have completed the task of assassinating Beclang, and your reward will be given to you by my beloved in batches over the next period of time."

Still at sea, the Hanged Man didn't have such a fast news flow. He turned his head and glanced at Renekton in shock. However, due to the tall figure of the little sun sitting between the two of them, the Hanged Man was unable to observe Renekton's details. Condition.

I can only be slightly shocked in my heart by the strength of Mr. Baita.

"He is at least Sequence Six, and more likely Sequence Five. Otherwise, it would be impossible to assassinate an ambassador in such a short period of time and still retreat successfully."

Seeing that the scene had calmed down, Klein resumed control of his trumpet world.

"Ahem! Can I talk now?"

Without waiting for anyone to respond, Klein continued to control the world and continued:

"I hope to get the true rhizome of the Mist Tree Man, and at least 60 ml of the corresponding juice, as well as the medulla crystal of the Elf Fountain City, and all the spinal fluid of the evil-striped black panther."

"What do you want me to give you in exchange?"

Renekton was a little confused. He remembered that the magician's formula did not contain the elven spring's medulla crystal. This should be the material of the medicine master path.

"It's very cautious. In fact, there is no need to be so defensive at all. There are too few extraordinary people in the diviner path, and most people can't tell what these materials are for!"

Renekton commented in his mind, but did not answer. He himself had no access to extraordinary materials other than the church.

In the end, Little Sun, who was living in the Silver City where there were many monsters, accepted the request for materials from the Mist Tree Men, hoping to get a weapon suitable for him as a reward.

"The psychiatrist's magic potion formula and the corresponding extraordinary materials"

"The magic potion formula of the Six Winds Blessed in the Sailor Path Sequence"

Then Miss Justice and the Hanged Man also said what they needed, if a deal could be reached.

"Ok."

Shijie answered in a low voice, and then said:

"I have another commission."

"I hope to get information on all the ruined nobles of the Loen Kingdom. The more detailed the better."

Miss Justice, who is a Loen noble, was stunned for a moment, and then tentatively asked with some vigilance:

"What do you want to do?"

The world controlled by Klein laughed hoarsely:

"You don't need to worry. I'm just looking for something and will not cause any harm to them. You can ask Mr. Fool to be your witness."

Audrey couldn't read much from a dummy and could only rely on her own judgment and thinking to answer:

"I know some information about the ruined nobles, but it's not detailed enough. I need some time to complete it and give it to you before the next Tarot session, okay?"

"no problem."

The World responded in a low voice and spoke again:

“What do you want to be paid?”

"What I can pay for is: some hidden history of the Fourth Age, knowledge about some extraordinary pathways, and some potion recipes."

"But this needs to be equivalent to the information of those ruined nobles, or you can also make some other requests."

After thinking carefully for a while, Audrey chose to communicate with Mr. World alone.

Renekton, who had always been isolated from communicating alone, was quite disappointed. He couldn't even think of being a quiet melon-eater.

Renekton then turned his attention to the Hanged Man, who was also isolated from communicating alone. He chuckled and said:

"Mr. Hanged Man, I know the main ingredients of Wind Blessed's potion and the corresponding playing rules. I wonder if you need it?"

Alger the Hanged Man hesitated for a moment:

"Only the main material?"

"Only the main ingredients, but if you can pay enough, I can also help you ask for the complete potion formula."

Renekton nodded and replied.

As for the complete potion formula, Renekton believed that both Mr. Huang and the mysterious Queen Bernadette should know it.

The former belongs to an angel from a similar path, and the latter even keeps in captivity the Obnis sea monster needed for the Sea Singer's promotion ceremony, and obviously also masters some of the magic potion formulas of the sailor path.

Renekton felt that the four pirate kings on the sea had more or less a certain grasp of the sailor path. After all, the ancient name for sailors was "Sea Favorite". People who lived on the sea must train sailors under their command.

Alger, the Hanged Man, was stunned for a moment. After listening to the other party's answer, he seemed to be very sure of getting the Wind Blessed One's magic potion formula.

After thinking for a moment, he asked:

"If I need the complete potion recipe, what will it cost?"

"It depends on what the other party wants. I can help you ask, are you sure you need to get the formula of the Wind Blesser from me? I am not sure what the other party's conditions are."

Renekton reminded the Hanged Man.

"Can you help me first ask what the other party's conditions are, and then I will consider whether to trade?"

"I will pay you regardless of whether the deal is concluded or not."

The Hanged Man made a quick decision.

"Okay." Renekton nodded, another small income.