Chapter 112: The World’s Commission

Chapter 112: The World’s Commission

Fortunately, The World had no ability to blush in embarrassment. As long as he was not being controlled, his state would not change.

He gave a gloomy, low laugh.

“It will take a few more days.”

Justice Audrey nodded reservedly and did not urge him, because Susie had not recently expressed any strong desire to advance. After all, she was only a dog.

At that moment, The Hanged Man, The Moon, and The Sun had all advanced only a few days ago. They were still at the stage of restraining their spirituality and practicing their new Beyonder abilities. In the short term, they did not feel any impulse to purchase the next potion formulas or corresponding Blood Clan inheritances. They waited calmly for the trading segment to pass.

Moreover, their funds were not abundant. Although The Hanged Man Alger had sold the Blood Clan Baron inheritance to The Moon Emlyn White for a “discounted” 4,300 pounds plus a 300-pound commission, making a pure profit of 1,400 pounds, purchasing Spirit Whip had cost him quite a bit, and he currently had only 1,445 pounds in cash remaining.

After purchasing the Blood Clan Baron inheritance, new dolls, and doll dresses, Emlyn still had 2,300 pounds in savings. It looked considerable, but what followed was related to a Blood Clan Viscount, and the minimum price would not be below 8,000 pounds. As for The Sun Derrick, he had already exchanged all the merits he had previously accumulated and was now waiting to be assigned patrol or exploration missions.

The Magician Fors and Justice Audrey likewise did not seek to buy the potion formulas of the following Sequences, because each had their own channels and no need to conceal them. There was no point wasting money at the Tarot Gathering. Audrey did not care much about money, but that did not mean she was stupid.

The Hermit Cattleya was, first, still observing and not in a rush to expose her own needs. Second, for the moment, she did not believe that any Tarot Club member other than Mr. Fool could obtain what she wanted. After all, for a pirate admiral who had advanced to Sequence 5 many years ago, what she desired most would naturally only be at the demigod rank. Therefore, her slightly dark-purple eyes remained calm as she looked toward The Sun and the others across from her, making no attempt to speak.

Klein thought for a moment, then controlled The World to add, “Who has, or who can obtain, a mystical item with powerful offensive abilities?”

The target of his question was The Hermit, because among those present, only Admiral of Stars, who had roamed the sea for years, could possibly satisfy his requirement. Even The Hanged Man and the Artisan he knew could not do so, unless The Hanged Man could provide a corresponding Sequence 6 or even Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristic himself.

The Hermit Cattleya remained silent for two seconds, then slowly shook her head.

“If a similar item appears at a Beyonder gathering I attend, I will help you keep an eye out.”

Over the years, she had killed no small number of Beyonders and had indeed obtained a certain number of Beyonder characteristics and mystical items. But some had been awarded to the pirates under her, while others had been exchanged for two powerful items that greatly improved her strength and survivability. Nothing else remained. As for those two, before she advanced to demigodhood, it was impossible for her to trade them away.

It seems Admiral of Stars is not wealthy either. A large force also means large expenses… Klein sighed inwardly and made The World thank her in a low, hoarse voice.

The trading segment quickly ended. He controlled The World to look toward The Magician Fors and said, “I wish to commission you to do something.”

“Me?” Fors was somewhat surprised.

Is it something like buying another wireless telegraph receiver? she thought as the corners of her mouth moved slightly.

The World nodded.

“Go to Williams Street, at the border between the West Borough and the Queen Borough. Walk around there once every two or three days. Pay attention to whether anything abnormal occurs. If there is, inform me at once.”

He no longer mentioned relaying it through Mr. Fool, because everyone already knew and had become proficient at it. Beneath Williams Street lay the Tudor family ruin where the evil spirit wandered.

“Abnormal? What counts as abnormal?” The Magician Fors asked in confusion and caution.

Williams Street in Backlund may have abnormalities? Justice Audrey, who had originally not been interested in this topic, almost pricked up her ears at that moment, feeling quite concerned.

She trusted Mr. World’s intelligence capabilities considerably. The Great Smog of Backlund was proof of that!

West Borough, Queen Borough… That sounds like Loen’s capital, Backlund… Is Miss Magician currently in Backlund? As expected, although she seems ordinary, she is not simple. For a secret organization, members in major metropolises are often more formidable than those elsewhere… Of course, she may also be like me, pulled in by chance because she asked for help, a coincidence of fate… The Hermit Cattleya swept a glance at The Magician Fors, swiftly analyzing the information revealed in that brief exchange.

The Hanged Man Alger, on the other hand, suddenly felt excited, because he knew The World represented Mr. Fool’s Blessed. The abnormality he was closely watching very likely involved high-level struggles!

What secret is hidden on that street named Williams? Alger could not restrain his speculation about the deeper truth.

How would I know what the abnormality will be… Klein mumbled inwardly, then made The World respond gloomily.

“Anything you consider sufficiently abnormal.

“I must remind you of one thing. If you truly discover an abnormality, do not attempt to investigate it yourself, nor commission others to investigate it. That would be very dangerous.

“What amount of payment do you think is appropriate?”

Very dangerous… The Magician Fors instinctively wanted to refuse.

But after considering that the last Great Smog of Backlund had affected an extremely vast area and had almost impacted her as well, she hesitated. This abnormality might not necessarily spare her.

After several seconds, she changed her lazy sitting posture and said, “One hundred pounds.”

“Less than I imagined,” The World said with a low laugh.

The Magician Fors spread her hands.

“Because this is also for myself.”

I will treat it as observing pedestrians nearby and collecting material for my novel… That is true. I cannot always stay at home. I should go out and walk around. I need to put acting as a Trickmaster on the schedule. Merely performing magic tricks to amuse Xio will not digest the potion… How should I act? Perform tricks in a circus? Or perform independently in various squares? I do not have to worry about how acquaintances will see me. As an author, experiencing life is a basic necessity… Fors’s thoughts gradually drifted.

After settling this matter, Klein made The World turn his head and look toward The Hanged Man, smiling gloomily.

“I received news that the Church of Storms has acted. The matter of Bansy Harbor has been initially resolved.”

Alger, who had been drifting at sea for the past week and had no contact with the Church, immediately asked in a deep voice, “What was the final result?”

“For a period of time, Bansy Harbor will no longer exist,” The World answered with a smile.

Only at that moment did Justice Audrey and the others realize what they were discussing.

It was the place now known as Bansy, formerly called Binsy!

It was the place where descendants of King of Angels Medici lived!

Mr. World means the Church of Storms flattened Bansy Harbor? That truly is their style. It is also good this way. There is no need to worry that the innocents there will be contaminated… I wonder whether King of Angels Medici appeared, whether He escaped, whether the Pope of the Church of Storms personally descended, and whether a Grade 0 Sealed Artifact was used… Justice Audrey relaxed. Her eyes shone as she asked, “Mr. World, do you know the specific process?”

“No. No one can know, aside from the upper ranks of the Church of Storms.” The World gave The Hanged Man a very slight sidelong glance.

The Hanged Man fell silent, once again feeling the blazing ambition burning within his chest.

I will become one of the Church’s upper ranks! he emphasized to himself.

As for The Hermit Cattleya, attending the Tarot Gathering for the second time, she basically failed to understand what everyone else was discussing.

As a pirate admiral, she was not unfamiliar with Bansy Harbor, but she had no idea what had happened there, nor why the Church of Storms would destroy it and take a long time to rebuild it.

It should be something extremely serious and high-level… These Tarot Club members all seem to understand it somewhat… Although their Sequences are not very high, they appear to know quite a lot and are involved in many events… except The Sun… Is this the reason Mr. Fool tacitly allows them to establish this gathering? Through the Tarot Club, He indirectly influences different organizations and events? The Hermit Cattleya once again adjusted her understanding of the other members, increasingly raising her estimation of them.

She maintained her silence and did not ask, which left Justice Audrey, who had been waiting with a slight desire to show off and explain her doubts, rather disappointed.

Even Madam Hermit, in the real world, probably cannot come into contact with matters related to Kings of Angels. No, perhaps she may not even know Kings of Angels exist… Audrey naturally thought.

After they finished discussing the ending of Bansy Harbor, The Moon Emlyn White, who had been waiting for quite a while, immediately cleared his throat.

“Thank you for your help, Mr. Hanged Man. I am already a Baron.

“I have one question. As a Blood Clan member, after advancing to Baron, do I need to use the acting method like you humans to promote this so-called digestion and better grasp the Beyonder characteristic?”

His back and waist were straight, his neck slightly raised, and his chin lifted a little.

My apologies. Mr. Fool cannot answer this question. But theoretically, it should be necessary. After all, you are using someone else’s “inheritance”… Klein leaned back against his chair, sitting within the gray fog, “leisurely” watching the Tarot Club members.

The Hermit Cattleya looked around and said, “A Blood Clan Baron corresponds to Sequence 6, Potion Professor?”

“Yes.” Emlyn could not conceal his smile as he answered.

He was not stupid. From past transactions and exchanges, he had already judged the Sequences of the members other than The World. He believed that he was now one of the strongest members of the Tarot Club. Of course, Mr. Fool was excluded, and so was the newly joined Madam Hermit.

Mr. Moon is already Sequence 6? Why do I feel he is still less mature than The Sun… Justice Audrey pressed her lips together.

At that moment, The Hermit Cattleya said, “You do need to act. In that pathway, only Sequence 7 is called Vampire, and you are born as one. There is no need for you to act that. Everything else requires acting.”

“Madam Hermit, which pathway’s Sequence 7 is this?” Justice Audrey blinked and asked curiously before Emlyn White could speak.