Chapter 12: Sold

Chapter 12: Sold

I shouldn’t be unfamiliar with Mr. Door? Aside from Mr. Fool, the only high-level, high-status beings I can claim any familiarity with are the seven gods, and the only church I have ever entered is the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery…

As the Magician Fors felt confused, she rapidly searched through her memories for all the high-level existences she had ever come into contact with.

Because there were so few, she quickly eliminated the other possibilities. Then her eyes suddenly lit up as she recalled a certain matter—something said during her first conversation with Mr. Fool.

She looked toward the head of the long bronze table, veiled by gray fog, and said in a slightly trembling voice, “Is it the one who causes the ravings during the full moon?”

Klein nodded with a low chuckle.

“Yes.”

Ravings during the full moon… What is that? Justice Audrey and the others looked at one another, as if they had just stepped into the world of mysticism as ordinary people.

They had never heard of so-called “ravings during the full moon” before.

As expected, Miss Magician is far from simple. She actually knows about Mr. Door and understands related matters. My initial judgment was correct… Although the Beyonder materials she needs are not of a high level, there are far too many possible explanations for that…

The Hermit Cattleya nodded almost imperceptibly. She planned to ask more about Mr. Door in detail during the free exchange segment and was willing to pay a certain price for it.

An existence whom Emperor Roselle had solemnly mentioned in his diary, and whom Mr. Fool had spoken of in a comparatively formal tone, was bound to involve many secrets. He was definitely not simple!

At that moment, the Magician Fors silently exhaled, feeling that she had taken another step closer to solving her “curse.”

At least I now know who is behind the ravings during the full moon… Lowering her gaze, she sincerely said to Mr. Fool, “Thank you for your reminder.”

Klein said no more, nor did he point out that Mr. Door was suspected to be Bethel, the ancestor of the Abraham family. He looked around the table and said in a relaxed tone, “You may begin.”

The moment he finished speaking, he immediately controlled the World and made him speak in a hoarse voice.

“I have two mystical items I wish to sell.”

Two mystical items… Mr. World has been able to bring out very valuable things at every recent gathering… As expected of Mr. Fool’s Blessed…

Justice Audrey looked with both emotion and admiration toward the very end of the long bronze table, waiting with anticipation for the World to display the items and describe their abilities.

The Hanged Man Alger’s heart stirred. He knew that any mystical item sold by the World would certainly not be poor, but when he remembered that he no longer had any savings—and that he had even traded the secret of the primitive island to him—he sighed silently, inexplicably dejected.

With only five hours left before he reached Pasu Island, he wished he could fly there immediately, complete his debriefing, leave the place, find the Obninsk sea monster, and advance to Ocean Songster.

At that stage, he would be able to explore that primitive island together with the World, obtain the corresponding gains, and ease his own financial crisis!

As for the Sun Derrick, the Moon Emlyn, and the Magician Fors, although all three were somewhat curious about mystical items, they lacked the necessary desire to purchase them.

One of them, after reaching Sequence 6, would be able to apply to the six-member council and choose one from the mystical items accumulated by the City of Silver. Another was thinking that the hunting contest would provide a reward, though he did not yet know what it would be; blindly buying an outside item might lead to overlap and waste, and the two or three thousand pounds in cash he had on him still had to be reserved for clue fees. The last was simply poor.

The Hermit Cattleya looked at the World Gehrman Sparrow with considerable interest, wondering where his mystical items might have come from.

If they were suitable and did not conflict with the two mystical items she already possessed, she was willing to buy one.

Seeing that the two major prospective buyers he had expected were more or less interested, the World laughed in a low voice.

“One is the Lucky Balance. This is a name I gave it myself…”

As he spoke, he applied to Mr. Fool and manifested the silver necklace with an ancient coin-like pendant hanging from it.

After introducing its mystical effects and negative consequences, he glanced at Justice Audrey and gave a special reminder.

“This necklace is not recommended for Beyonders who lack sufficient combat strength. Although it can help someone avoid a fatal attack, the explosive backlash that follows is equally dangerous. Only with enough battle power and sufficiently sharp reactions does one have a chance of enduring it.”

Thinking of how she was currently more inclined toward support, control, and influence, and how she had little real combat experience, Justice Audrey nodded with some disappointment, indicating that Mr. World was quite right.

Mr. World is actually rather good to me and to the members of the Tarot Club. He’s willing to give such a reminder even though it might hinder the sale of his item… Audrey slightly adjusted her impression of the World inwardly.

The more the Hermit listened, the more familiar the Lucky Balance seemed. She felt as if she might have seen such an effect somewhere before.

Images rapidly flashed through her mind before finally freezing on several scenes. Cattleya’s pupils contracted slightly, and she said with faint astonishment, “Senor?”

This should be the necklace belonging to Admiral of Blood Senor. The appearance is very similar, and the effects are basically identical! Where did Gehrman Sparrow get it? What did he do this time? The Future hasn’t made port in the past few days. Did I miss some important news?

The Hermit Cattleya instinctively suspected that the World had once again caused a major incident!

Klein thought for a moment, then controlled the World and made him give a deep chuckle.

“He is already dead.”

He did not reject the idea of allowing Miss Justice and the others to gradually learn that Gehrman Sparrow was the World. After all, two of them already knew, and this identity was not one he intended to use frequently in the future, only occasionally.

A powerful member who often took action would strengthen the others’ sense of belonging toward the Tarot Club!

He is already dead… Gehrman Sparrow killed Senor? The last time I fought him, I only had a slight advantage…

The Hermit Cattleya found that she could no longer see through the World’s strength.

Although Admiral of Blood’s bounty was higher than hers, that was mainly because he had committed more evil deeds. In terms of his own strength plus his mystical items, Cattleya was slightly stronger.

She had clashed with Senor several times before and had held the upper hand more than once, but she had never been able to heavily injure him.

As for Gehrman Sparrow, when she had encountered him on the Future, she had believed him weaker than herself—perhaps not even certain to defeat a healthy Vice Admiral Ailment Tracy.

After that mad adventurer completed his advancement and hunted Steel Maveti, she judged that he finally possessed the strength of a true pirate admiral and stood on the same level as herself.

But only a week had passed, and Gehrman Sparrow had completed another hunt, killing Admiral of Blood Senor, who ranked among the top three pirate admirals!

This was something the Hermit Cattleya knew she could not accomplish!

Dead? Admiral of Blood Senor is dead? Gehrman Sparrow did it? Is he killing one Sequence 5 every week? And each one stronger than the last… Even as Mr. Fool’s Blessed, isn’t that strength far too exaggerated? Especially since he has not yet become a demigod… Could another Blessed have helped him? The Church should have relevant files, but with my current status, I’m not qualified to view them…

The Hanged Man Alger was secretly shocked and could not help trying to think of a reasonable explanation.

Justice Audrey was still at her family’s castle in East Chester County. In daily life, she could only read a few national newspapers and magazines, so she did not know what had happened at sea. She could only infer from the Hermit’s tone and words that Mr. World had done another astonishing deed!

Senor… Mr. Hanged Man seems to have mentioned that this is the name of Admiral of Blood… Mr. World eliminated that pirate admiral and obtained his item? How amazing! This is practically my dream! When I heard about the Seven Pirate Admirals in the past, I imagined becoming a powerful Beyonder, going out to sea on adventures, capturing all of them, and handing them over to the kingdom… Our Tarot Club is already this strong!

Mm, I should investigate who killed Admiral of Blood. That way, I can figure out Mr. World’s real identity… Would that make him unhappy? No, since he brought it up voluntarily, he should be willing for us to know…

Justice Audrey thought with delight.

The Magician Fors, who often needed to read all kinds of newspapers to gather writing material, instantly recalled several recent news reports.

Admiral of Blood Senor was suspected to have been killed by the mad adventurer Gehrman Sparrow!

Could it be… Could Mr. World be that mad adventurer with a worth—no, a bounty—of fifty thousand pounds? Fors’s respect rose sharply, and she truly began to believe that he had the ability to help her kill that Aurora Order envoy, the suspected Traveler, Louis Wayne!

The Moon Emlyn’s feelings were similar to Justice Audrey’s, because he rarely read tabloids and did not spend his days in places where news gathered. The Sun Derrick, on the other hand, was not surprised at all. He had long been convinced that Mr. World was extremely powerful. Even though the Hanged Man had once said that Admiral of Blood Senor was very strong, Derrick, lacking an intuitive impression, still believed that he was surely inferior to Mr. World.

The Hermit Cattleya fell silent for several seconds before asking, “How much do you intend to sell it for, or what item do you want in exchange?

“If the price is suitable, I can consider it.”

Excellent! Someone is finally interested! Under heavy financial pressure, Klein controlled the World and said, “Twelve thousand pounds.”

Afraid that this price might scare the Hermit Cattleya away, he hurriedly added, “You may choose to substitute part of the amount with gold coins. In that case, the total will only be eleven thousand pounds.”

Klein believed that the Admiral of Stars, who had once robbed gold-transport ships from various nations, should possess the necessary reserves of gold. Even if she did not have much, she could still exchange for some from other pirates. This would allow him to gather enough for the first repayment owed to Miss Messenger.

As for salvaging sunken ships from the seabed, because the Church of Storms existed, Klein believed that anything easy to locate and currently discoverable had long since been found by those irritable brothers.

A Sea King was no weaker than the Sea God, and within the Church of Storms, there were surely at least three to five figures at the level of Sea King!

Cattleya silently calculated for a while, then said, “Gold coins worth four thousand pounds, plus six thousand five hundred pounds in cash. If you agree, we have a deal.”

This amount of money was not that easy for her to gather either. However, the Moses Ascetic Order stood behind her. To obtain the Lucky Balance for around ten thousand pounds was something no secret organization would refuse.

As expected of a pirate admiral… Unfortunately, I need to avoid the Rose School of Thought and can’t go loot Admiral of Blood’s ship…

Klein had the World appear to consider it seriously for a moment before saying, “Deal.”