The man who coughed from time to time raised his eyebrows little by little, forming a horoscope.
He first doubted the authenticity of the news, but then he thought of the death-like feeling that had always lingered on the mysterious d'Artagnan.
If I were not just a Sequence Eight cold-blooded person, I would definitely try to pry into his true state... Nyus Andrelade closed the paper in his hand in fear and faced Dardani diagonally across the way.
Ang nodded, indicating that he recognized the value of the other party's message.
As a descendant of an ancient "devil" family, even though his family has been taken under the control of the North family, he still has a rich knowledge heritage, which allows him to have a vague understanding of almost every nameable secret organization in the world.
Maybe, this mysterious d'Artagnan is a member of the Spiritual Religion, and he is warning me this time.
Although the other members were still curious about what kind of information was exchanged between the two, they were forced by the convener, who was still floating up and down like a corpse in the glass column, and quickly pretended that nothing happened and continued the transaction.
In the process, Audrey, who was brought to a truly extraordinary gathering for the first time by two friends, bought and sold a lot of spiritual materials, and at the same time was very careful to avoid anything related to the "audience".
Klein, who was sitting in the corner, calmly observed all this, and his eyes still glanced at d'Artagnan from time to time, who had never spoken again.
His spiritual intuition told him that the name was taken from the intelligence dealer in the novel, and it had a familiar flavor.
If it were just a quick glance, the party convener here probably wouldn't say anything... And judging from Rosago's last attack, even a strong Sequence Five person wouldn't be able to easily discover the spirit.
body line.
Klein made a silent decision, and the black gloves on his hands activated silently, and illusory black threads rose up from before his eyes, rising from each of the participating members in front of him.
He moved slightly to the side, and was surprised to find that although the so-called d'Artagnan had spiritual threads growing out of his body, it seemed to be covered by something.
The surface of his body is the same.
The old man with light blue eyes who wrapped himself extremely tightly was a corpse!
Controlling a corpse to attend the party, this can explain why he keeps changing his appearance. I originally thought he was a "faceless man", or an extraordinary person who used sealed artifacts in this regard.
No... As his thoughts were spinning, a familiar scene suddenly flashed through Klein's mind, and then his eyes towards d'Artagnan became complicated.
He vaguely remembered that last time Miss Sharon was possessed by a living corpse, and it seemed that although the corpse was older, it looked pretty good...
Suddenly, D'Artagnan, who was stared at by the slightly stunned Klein, turned his head, and his light blue eyes silently stopped on Klein for a second.
Has it been discovered?
In an instant, the "double" shut down silently. Klein exited the spiritual line of vision. He reached into his pocket with his right hand and took out a coin. He completed a divination in an imperceptible movement.
The other party is not hostile.
Alas, as expected, the member concerned cannot reveal his obvious desire to explore at such a gathering, otherwise it will be the end of the world if someone discovers it.
After looking at a transaction in progress, Klein changed his sitting posture and forcibly turned his attention to his question about the spinal fluid of the evil-patterned black panther.
Backlund is so old, there should be more than just Miss Sharon as a "ghost spirit"... He thought about it, and when he saw that a transaction involving Miss "Judgment" was completed, he raised his hand
With his own hand, he raised his voice and asked:
"All the spinal fluid of the evil-patterned black panther. I need this material. Does anyone have any clues or can provide it?"
All the spinal fluid of the Evil Striped Black Panther?
In an instant, the three ladies sitting together all cheered up. Unlike Audrey, who had entered the "audience" state, and Forsi, who was too lazy to show off, Xio turned his attention almost immediately.
Could this person be on the same path as Mr. "World"?
Sure enough, Miss Judgment's attention was attracted... Klein, who saw other people's reactions from the corner of his eye, continued to pretend to wait for a response and did not look in that direction.
About ten seconds later, just when he was about to give up, a deep voice sounded from another corner, and a man who was incompatible with him, his whole body hidden in a dark red robe, stood up.
"I have it here."
For a moment, a question flashed through the minds of all the participants in the room.
"When did this guy get here? Why didn't I notice him?"
In an instant, several glances were cast, but what greeted them was an unabashed aura of terror.
A quasi-substantial sense of hunger and terrifying gnawing sounds instantly occupied the five senses of those peeping out. In the gloomy classroom, there was a sudden sound of dripping water.
Mr. A!
All extraordinary people who have attended another party will invariably have this name flashed through their minds.
Mr. A, who was assigned by His Highness Edmund, looked at Klein whose right hand was frozen in the air, nodded slightly, and said in a kind tone:
"I have the materials you need here."
"It's still the same price as last time, 500 pounds."
This is the lowest price last time.
But at this time, Klein did not feel any relief.
Damn it, who said there might not be something wrong with the Aurora Society’s brains!
When things have reached this level, if he still can't see that the other party has at least confirmed that he is a follower of "The Fool", and may even be a favored one by God, he can find a church and go to the Church of the Night to show off his cards.
At the party in Queens last time, I should have been discovered. The reason why the young man who sold me the materials could easily come up with the materials I needed was probably a trap, and his ranking was even higher than Mr. A's.
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Klein, who felt that his underwear was being ripped off, nodded sluggishly under Mr. A's kind eyes, and took out five hundred pounds in cash from his white coat under the covert gazes of everyone.
He didn't speak the whole time, and even though the other party handed all the spinal fluid of the evil-patterned black panther to him through the waiter, he had no intention of opening it for inspection.
Why do you do more of those things?
First of all, fanatics like Mr. A will definitely not do anything that goes against their beliefs.
Besides, reducing one’s sense of existence and avoiding other people’s attention…
Haha, the moment Mr. A stood up, I had become the focus of the audience, but those with evil intentions would not take the risk of being eaten by Mr. A.
Alas, fortunately, I still put on a certain disguise this time, increased my height, changed my dressing style and facial features... Now I just ask Miss "Judgement" and Miss "Magician" not to recognize them.
, otherwise the image of the "world" will be completely destroyed... Klein very calmly collected the spinal fluid that was properly wrapped in a metal tube and said no more.
Seeing that he had completed the commission from His Highness Edmund, Mr. A glanced around the venue in a threatening manner, and finally nodded slightly at the "corpse" suspended in the glass column with a rare wave of fluctuation on his face, and sat back down with his hand.
After taking the seat, a few seconds later, the figure disappeared from the attention of other people again, entering a state of "psychological invisibility".
This is the respect the Aurora Society shows for other cooperative forces.
However, after such a "heavyweight transaction", the party that had just become active once again came to a standstill. Almost no one dared to conduct transactions again. People who had already completed the transaction and did not know the identity of Mr. A were also afraid of being targeted by the powerful extraordinary person just now.
Died unexpectedly.
It was like this for less than ten minutes. A man in a black academic uniform, constantly bobbing in the water, had to announce the end of the party in advance. A group of figures in white coats began to leave in an orderly manner according to the will of the convener.
"You, the first one, go through the front door." The rumbling voice came through the vibration again. The convener stared in the direction of Klein and raised his chin.
Alas... Klein, who couldn't help but lament in his heart, followed the waiter's footsteps and walked out of the gloomy medical school building.
Back under the red moon, out of the waiter's sight, he snapped his fingers, and a ball of flame rose up.
In an instant, his figure walked out of another ball of flames with the help of matches, picked up the cane hidden aside, and changed out of the camouflage clothes.
Soon, before he could leave, Klein felt a spiritual movement. He looked back and saw Mr. A in a dark red robe walking out of the thick shadows and bowing deeply to him.
"It is an honor to serve you, your elector."
............
Boom!
In the darkness, thick lightning tore through the sky. Derrick, who was in the middle of the team, looked at the illuminated distance and saw countless thin and blurry figures moving in the shadows further away, each pair exuding a strange feeling.
The radiant eyes stared in the direction where they were.
This is a place far away from the patrol circle of Silver City. It was a place like this where my father brought back gifts for me again and again?
He swallowed hard and held the hilt of the Silencer's sword harder.
"Don't be distracted, Joshua, Valier, you should be alert to the surroundings, while others rest where they are and raise a bonfire!"
Suddenly, Colin, who was walking at the front of the team and closely following Lovia's steps, gave an order, inserted the two swords behind his back, and took the lead in setting up a temporary camp.
They have been traveling for several hours, and it is now early morning in Silver City time, and they are about to approach their destination.
In order to ensure the status of the team members, they must rest here.
"There will be a normal river six hundred steps ahead of here?" Colin pointed his long sword in a direction in the darkness and asked Lovia, who was two heads lower than him.
"That's right, the 'map' that the 'Three Heads Church' gave me marked a small river half a person wide."
They were referring to the average height and width of half a person in Silver City.
Colin, who always held the sword tightly in his hand, took a deep look at Lovia who looked normal, then nodded and ordered behind him:
"Liaval, take a tar torch and look in this direction. Walk a distance of six hundred steps. Remember not to walk too fast."
"Yes." Liaval, who was 2.5 meters tall and had abnormally long limbs, nodded without any doubts about the chief's order.
He is already a "guardian" who has digested most of it. Even if there is any danger there, he can still persist until the chief rescues him.
Colin, whose face was lined with wrinkles like knives, looked far away, the focus of his eyes always resting on the floating fire.
After knowing that the other party responded from a distance as usual, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted towards the temporary camp that had been mostly built:
"Everyone, prepare to take turns to replenish the water supply!"