After Mr. A announced the start of the party, the participating members sitting below gradually became active and started various transactions.
The transaction model of a party hosted by Mr. A is different from that of other ordinary parties.
Most gatherings are still similar to the Tarot Club format, where members exchange intelligence with each other, propose trading information, and conduct transactions in this relatively free way.
But at Mr. A's party, the party members themselves hired waiters, wrote down the contents of their transactions, and then transcribed them onto the blackboard at the front of the room. If any participating members happened to have this information or items, they would be notified again.
The waiter will invite the members in need to a dedicated trading room. Both parties completely conceal their identities to conduct transactions. Moreover, due to the strong strength of Mr. A, generally no one dares to cause trouble at the party, unlike some Byam parties.
Same, chaos.
Forsi and Xio did not directly put forward their trading requirements at first, but after waiting and watching for a while, they reached out slightly, called a waiter, wrote their requirements on their own small cardboard, and tore out a piece of paper.
The note was handed over to the other party.
Not long after, she was led to the study at the back of the house. Before entering, she took a hooded black robe from the waiter and covered her body.
She tiptoed slightly, tried to raise her height as much as possible, and walked into the study.
The sellers in the study room were also dressed in the same way, with black masks covering their faces so that each other could not clearly see each other's faces.
"This is the formula for the 'Sheriff' potion. Under the witness of Mr. A, I will not cheat, so where is my money?" The seller wearing a black hood said in a hoarse voice, blurring his most vulnerable part now.
Features, pushing the handwritten potion formula to Xio's side.
With his eyes hidden behind the mask, Xiu glanced at the seemingly tall seller across from him several times, took out the cash that he had already prepared, counted it several times, and pushed it to the other person.
Her hand was still on the cash, not moving away.
The seller grunted unhappily, then pulled the cash out of her hand. After repeatedly checking the authenticity and total amount of the banknotes, he released his hand that was still pressed on the paper.
Isn't it the same for you...Xio glanced at the other party, immediately stepped forward, and quickly grabbed the piece of paper with the formula for the potion written on it.
She opened the paper with both hands and scanned it quickly, mainly scanning the main ingredients of the potion, and wrote down the key parts.
"A pair of eyes of a fearful demonic insect, and the right palm of a silver-white war bear."
Her thoughts changed and she recalled several parties she had attended. She remembered that someone had asked for similar materials, but she had never seen anyone actually selling them.
Maybe someone at the tarot party will have such materials. After all, it is a party hosted by an ancient god. Each member should have his or her own special channels... I analyze where I might get the potion materials.
Xio sighed, walked out of the study room ahead of the seller, and returned to Forsi.
"Did you buy the formula for 'Sheriff'?" Forsi saw his friend returning with a steady pace, and immediately followed him, asking in a low voice.
Xio, who had already taken off her black robe, slowly exhaled and said in a low voice:
"It should be true. Generally no one would make a lie with Mr. A."
While talking, Xio glanced in the direction of Mr. A with some palpitations, and found that the other party was also looking around at the participants in the room. She was so frightened that she quickly turned around.
"Then we will ask later if there are any extraordinary people who are good at purification. Any remaining aura of that being on your body must be removed." Forsi saw that his friend remained silent after finishing the formula and remained silent for a long time.
, after a few seconds, I couldn't wait any longer and reminded me deliberately.
I really can't hide...
After buying the "Sheriff" formula, Xio didn't have many gold pounds left in his hand, so he had to save money, otherwise it would be impossible to afford the main ingredients for the potion he needed.
She avoided her friend's earnest gaze, sighed silently, and then tried her best to use a trembling voice, pretending to be anxious and said:
"This is indeed important, I will write it now."
After writing down his needs, Xio raised his arms, and his heart felt gloomy.
10 pounds, no more than 20 pounds, otherwise firstly, no extraordinary person can be found in this field, and secondly, it will not dispel Forsi's worries.
Xiu recalled all the exchanges between Mr. Fool and himself, and felt a little unsure for a moment.
Fortunately, Mr. Fool is a kind enough god, but I am still worried that if I do this, I will anger the gods and incur divine punishment.
After all, this is the current understanding of the church. If a "favorite" marked by a god tries to remove the breath left by the god on his body, it is tantamount to the most provocative blasphemy, enough to be sent to the religious court, or directly
Die by divine punishment!
Xio raised her arms somewhat resignedly, and watched Mr. A's waiter coming over anxiously.
She handed the note with her request to the waiter with an inconspicuous trembling, looked at the waiter and glanced at him, then paused slightly, walked towards Mr. A, whispered for a while, and then came back.
Isn't it Mr. A who will be doing the purification for me soon? Xio looked at the approaching waiter with some horror, and then glanced at Forsi, who was also a little horrified, and realized that his friend might have the same suspicion as him.
Within a few seconds, the waiter walked up to Xio and said in a low voice:
"Miss, please follow me to the living room next to you."
Xio swallowed, then stood up, took one last look at Forsi, and followed the waiter to the living room on the first floor.
This is a small living room with no special decoration, but the surrounding curtains have been closed with fine gauze, and you can feel that there is a mysterious power attached to it, with illusory and hazy shadows matching the fine gauze.
The carrier shields the light so that the outside world cannot see clearly the scene inside the house.
After waiting for nearly a minute, the man who was sitting next to Mr. A and wearing a dark purple robe slowly walked in. His gait was lazy, giving people the impression of being cynical and not caring about anything.
The mysterious gentleman sat down and looked at Xio, who was wearing a loose robe. In the puzzled eyes of the other party, he took off his hood.
This gentleman has half-curled light gray hair, a smile, and a handsome face.
If "The Hanged Man" Alger Wilson were here right now, he would definitely recognize this as the angel he is serving for, Edmund "The Corruptor" Jason!
But this angel is obviously different from the original body now. There is not such a strong sense of oppression on his body, his divinity is thinner, and he is replaced by a more casual laziness.
This is a clone.
He ignored Xiu's confusion and doubts about his behavior, raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a calm tone:
"You too are favored by the Lamb of our Lord?"
When watching the party just now, Edmund's clone had already found out the details of all the party participants, found several members who obviously had the power behind them, and then turned his attention to them with great interest.
On Xiu and Forsi.
He recognized these two ladies who had a certain relationship with him. One was the imp that Ambrosius had mentioned, and the other had directly received a gift from the Lord and had the privilege of meeting God's grace.
When he learned that they were looking for extraordinary people who were good at purification, Edmund directly intercepted the request through Mr. A.
On the other hand, Xio didn't react at first, but later realized that the other person might be a follower of Mr. Fool. The muscles on Xio's face jumped a few times, and he was a little at a loss.
"Oh, actually there is no need to be so nervous." Edmund smiled softly, then a dim light lit up his left hand, and asked jokingly, "Miss, do you still need purification services now?"
"No, no need. She is my friend. She was afraid that I was possessed by evil spirits, so she proposed to purify me." Seeing the majestic spiritual power condensed on the other party's hand, Xiu realized that the other party's strength might be greater than
Mr. A was only high but not low. He might even be a demigod. He was a little panicked for a moment.
No, what's the difference between saying this and directly saying that Mr. "Fool" is an evil spirit...Xio became nervous again. She was about to explain, but found that the other party had already raised his hand to stop her thoughts.
Because it was just a clone, and this behavior was spur of the moment, Edmund was silent for two seconds, and then said while thinking:
"Don't be so nervous. I can understand. Don't talk about God's name indiscriminately. This is my Lord's habit. It is normal for such misunderstandings to occur."
"I'm just curious this time as to why my Lord's recent gifts of divine grace are all of such low order. I want to get in touch with you, so don't be nervous."
His folded legs changed positions, and then he continued:
"In short, Backlund may make big moves. Until something big happens, you can safely attend the party here. Although the theories of the Aurora Society are quite extreme, in view of the existence of their faith and the relationship between our Lord, you don't have to
I'm afraid that I might encounter any danger here, so if I have anything, I can mention it directly to Mr. A."
what?
Is Mr. A a member of the Aurora Society?
Is there a secret connection between Mr. Fool and the true Creator?
Xio's brain stopped for a moment, unable to realize the meaning behind this.
Will she be able to seek help from the Aurora Society if she encounters danger in the future?
As her divergent thoughts were withdrawn, Xio nodded blankly, and then looked blankly at Edmund sitting opposite, not knowing what to do.
She didn't even know whether she should give the purification money to this gentleman. After all, the other party was more powerful and seemed to be an important believer of Mr. Fool.
"What are you waiting for? Is it really like asking me to cleanse you?" Edmund's clone seemed to be delayed from the main body. His eyes were blurred for a moment, and then he refocused his pupils and said with a faint smile.
"No, thank you for reminding me." Suddenly feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Xio, who felt that he had experienced a similar situation before a certain person, hurriedly bowed and left the living room as if running away.