Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

In the dead of night, after passing the news of the "planning progress" to Emily, Joyce fell asleep peacefully.

The next day, Sunday, the extraordinary gathering at the Geranium Bar will be held in the evening.

After dinner, Joyce suggested that he wanted to go out alone, and he deserved to be persuaded by Hunter, the provocateur.

"Master, it's getting dark, going out now may be risky, please let me follow along to protect you."

Joyce explained: "MI9 has found out that the last assassination was a terrorist attack by the rebels. Therefore, Bayam's vigilance has been greatly strengthened, and similar things will not happen again."

Hunter kept his mouth shut, expressing his persistence in silence.

In desperation, Joyce had no choice but to use his trump card:

"I'm going out to meet a girl..."

Finally, he left 14 Stone Street under Mr Hunter's complicated gaze.

This is not a lie, he did have an appointment with a girl... Joyce defended in his heart, and took the car to the place where the two agreed.

Strangely, he waited for nearly ten minutes, but he didn't see Miss Diviner.

But she was released as a pigeon... Think the worst, maybe she is in danger, and now she has become a Beyonder characteristic... If she doesn't show up within five minutes, I will go to the party by myself...

Maybe he heard his heart, and soon, Miss Diviner appeared in his field of vision.

"You're late," Joyce said.

Katrin didn't apologize, but stared at his face suspiciously:

"How did you become like this?"

If it hadn't been confirmed by the divination, I wouldn't have recognized it at all... she added in her heart.

Of course, it's because I put on makeup... It seems that the effect is quite good. Joyce is secretly proud and explained:

"Participating in unfamiliar extraordinary parties and disguising yourself are the most basic precautions."

Catherine retorted: "Normally, party organizers will provide disguised props."

"That's right." Joyce nodded in agreement, then glanced at her lightly:

"But in that case, the organizers will know what you really look like, which may be dangerous, especially for a first-time party like this."

Catlin was stunned for a moment, feeling that her proud prudence was completely compared in front of this man, and she felt a little nervous for a while:

"You're right, let's go."

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This is Joyce's first time at the Geranium Bar, but it's nothing unusual, just bigger, louder, and crazier.

A dancer in ragged clothes, a life-and-death struggle, and all kinds of gambling games...

Passing through the crowd, the two came to the underground trading market.

There are a lot of people setting up the stalls, selling herbs, spells, ancient books and esoteric knowledge, true or false... Of course, the most common guns and ammunition are also indispensable.

Joyce watched casually with interest, and suddenly stopped in front of a booth.

There were all kinds of bizarre objects on the booth, Joyce crouched down and picked one out.

It was a strangely shaped astrological disk, but unfortunately it lacked a pointer. When it was tapped twice with a finger, it made a bronze-like music.

After playing around for a while, Joyce asked with great interest, "How much does this sell for?"

The owner of the booth was a young man. He was amazed for two seconds by the looks of a man and a woman in front of him, and then quoted the price: "Five pounds."

Joyce happily took out a five-pound note and handed it over, still holding the astrolabe in his hand.

The young stall owner was slightly taken aback, took the gold pound subconsciously, and saw Joyce and the two turned away, only to realize later that he seemed to be asking for a lower price...

"Friendly reminder, that astrolabe cannot be used." Catlin said aside, her identity as a "diver" is enough to prove this sentence.

"I know." Joyce replied happily, putting the astrolabe into his arms:

"But this astrolabe is quite old, it should be an antiquity from the Quaternary period, and five pounds is not expensive."

Quaternary Epoch, well, he has been collecting antiques from Quaternary Epoch... I don't know why, Katrin didn't ask any further questions, and went straight to the end of the trading market.

She stepped forward and knocked on the door, in order of three long and three short.

The door opened from the inside, and after entering, there was a small room with only two candles for lighting, and there were props on the wall for party members to disguise.

Joyce habitually put on a clown mask and a hood, and Catherine was also about the same. Under the guidance of the waiter, she walked through a dim corridor and into the bright room at the other end.

This room is much more spacious, and the decoration is quite luxurious. It's golden. Unfortunately, Joyce, who is a noble, is full of the breath of a nouveau riche and has no taste at all.

Nearly twenty people have gathered inside, and one after another, there are still more people joining in.

Directly in front of the hall, an old man with a tall stature was lying on an easy chair, watching every member of the party who came in, his eyes were bright and sharp, which did not match his age at all.

Catherine leaned closer and whispered:

"It seems that this 'Giuli' is very capable. He can gather so many Beyonders, and he can also take out extra Beyonder materials. Maybe there is an organization behind it."

I know, there is a high probability that it is the "Witch Cult"... Joyce responded: "As long as he has no malicious intentions, it will be a good thing for us~www.NovelMTL.com~ Katrin nodded in agreement:" That's right, wild Beyonders are really too difficult, and even survival is a problem. If I hadn't bought the materials from you, I don't know how long I'd have to wait to get promoted. "

"Hopefully we all have the same luck tonight," Joyce said.

After the number of people stopped growing, Ozil the "Giant" sat up straight and said in a vicissitudes of life:

"The party can begin."

As soon as the voice fell, a calm male voice suddenly sounded:

"Ozier, what about the materials and magical items you promised to take out?"

There is a lack of respect in the man's words, showing his familiarity with the "Giant" Ozil, as well as his fearless self-confidence.

Joyce suddenly felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had heard it.

Ozil the "Giant" chuckled:

"Of course there are, don't worry."

Afterwards, the waiter in the room distributed a note to each member with two extraordinary materials and two magical items written on it.

Joyce only glanced at it once, and couldn't take his eyes away, because one of the extraordinary ingredients was another main ingredient of potion that he had been waiting for for a long time.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and waited for "Giuli" to continue:

"Whoever wants the above can come up with it now."

Hearing this, Joyce immediately said, "I want the 'complete snake letter of the blue-eyed gray python'."

"This little brother is very urgent."

Ozier the "Giant" laughed and looked around: "Is there anyone else who needs this material?"

After a brief silence, "Giuli" decided:

"450 pounds, the material is yours."