Alger, the Hanged Man, was stunned. It seemed that Mr. "Emperor" didn't want to explain this matter, so he immediately said to Audrey:
"If you can get the ghost shark blood, then find someone to send it to the Warrior and Sea Bar on Pelican Street in the White Rose District of Pulitzer Harbor and tell the boss Williams that this is what the captain wants."
"After I confirm it, will you give me the address to send the potion formula to, or will you let me tell you directly here."
Audrey stopped looking at Rawls, lowered her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile:
"I chose a more confidential way, right here, although it tests my memory."
Since Mr. Fool agreed to witness the transaction, it means that there will be another similar "party", but the party should also have a name, right?
"Dear Mr. Fool, since our titles all come from Tarot cards, let's call our party a Tarot party!"
Zhou Mingrui was helpless, Miss "Justice", you were also led astray by Mr. "Emperor"? He only said a few words? Why did you follow him and learn to make decisions for me?
But he just nodded and agreed to Audrey's suggestion. He also thought that the name Tarot Society was very suitable.
"Okay, then we are the founding members of the Tarot Society." Audrey blurted out happily at first, then looked timidly at Zhou Mingrui, who was shrouded in gray mist, "No problem, Mr. Fool."
Zhou Mingrui shook his head funny:
"You can make up your own mind about such a small matter."
"Thank you." Audrey was obviously very excited.
Then, she looked at Alger again:
"Mr. Hanged Man, can you tell me the address just now? I'm afraid my memory is not deep enough."
"No problem." Alger was quite satisfied with Audrey's seriousness and repeated the address.
At this time, Zhou Mingrui's headache worsened, and he felt that the invisible connection between himself and the crimson stars and gray mist began to shake.
"Okay, let's end today's party here." He decided immediately and spoke in a low voice.
"Follow your will." Alger bowed his head and saluted.
Rawls also bowed his head and saluted, "I will follow your will."
"By your will." Audrey imitated "The Hanged Man" and "The Emperor."
She still had so many questions and ideas, and she couldn't bear to end it.
Zhou Mingrui cut off the contact and smiled and said:
"Let's look forward to the next party."
The "stars" shined again, and the crimson light shrank back like water. As soon as the three Rawls heard Mr. Fool's words, their figures became blurrier and more unreal.
In less than a second, the "projection" shattered, and silence returned above the gray fog.
…
"It seems I won't be able to go back in a short time."
Only the ignorant can be fearless. After seeing such miraculous things and learning about the extraordinary realm and the mysterious world, Zhou Mingrui no longer dared to recklessly try the "Transfer Ritual" in the ancient Fusak and Loen languages.
Who knows if another situation will arise, which may be more bizarre, more terrifying, and even make life worse than death.
"At least you have to have a deep understanding of mysticism before you can try it." Zhou Mingrui thought helplessly.
Fortunately, the so-called "party" can help me.
There was another moment of silence, and he said to himself with emotions such as depression, loss, pain and melancholy:
"From now on, I am Klein."
The wind was howling and the rain was pouring. The three-masted sailboat was undulating among the wave "peaks" one after another, like a toy that was thrown and caught by a giant, caught and thrown away again.
The deep red in Alger Wilson's eyes faded, and he found that he was still standing on the deck, no different from before.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the strange-shaped glass bottle in his palm shatter into pieces, and the frost and snow turned into water and merged with the raindrops.
In just two or three seconds, this ancient wonder completely lost all traces of its past existence.
A hexagonal crystal snowflake appeared in Alger's palm, then quickly faded until it disappeared, as if it had shrunk in his flesh and blood.
Backlund, the capital of Loen Kingdom, Queens District.
Audrey Hall pinched her cheek, unable to believe what she had just experienced.
Looking down, Audrey saw "deep red" flowing on the back of her hand, like a "tattoo" of stars.
The "deep red" gradually fades, eventually disappearing into the skin and disappearing.
Looking at the broken ancient bronze mirror in front of her, a hint of cunning appeared in her eyes.
Susie, the decision is yours!
West District, 45 Gatton Street.
Although the black inverted pyramid mark disappeared again in the palm of his hand, Rawls could feel that it was hidden in his palm and could reappear with spiritual stimulation.
Looking at the newspaper on the dining table, Rawls walked out of the bedroom and pulled the call bell corresponding to the butler, valet, and room boy.
Before Rawls attended the Tarot Club, he had already told the butler and the others that they were not allowed to go upstairs without his bell ringing.
After a while, the butler August came up the stairs with the chambermaid and the valet Maurice.
Rawls handed the newspaper to the butler and ordered:
"Go and investigate the matter of Witte Gaude."
"We already have preliminary investigation results."
"oh?"
Rawls glanced at the butler August. He knew that August was a "lawyer" from the first meeting. However, after becoming Rawls's butler, he had always behaved and fulfilled his duties, so Rawls also
Not caring about him.
Of course, with the help of his personal network, Rawls met many retired military officers and conservatives, but he also spent a lot of money to participate in various charity condolences activities.
Steward August stood there calmly. Ever since he became Rawls's butler, he could feel that Rawls was wary of him. But with the help of his own connections, he met many
After the retired military officer formed a relationship with a conservative person, his sense of wariness gradually disappeared.
But he knew that this sense of wariness would still appear, although he didn't know why? But a housekeeper must gain the trust of his master, otherwise it would be difficult to maintain his majesty and status in front of his servants.
But he has never been able to find a breakthrough. Until he saw the news in the newspaper today, he knew that a breakthrough was coming. So when delivering the newspaper, he put the news about Mr. Witte Gaude on it and sent people to investigate.
about this matter.
"Come to the study with me."
After speaking, Rawls waved to Morris:
"Maurice, go make a cup of Queen's Black Tea."
He then motioned to his room valet to clean the room.
The butler August walked in front and opened the study door for Rawls.
Rawls walked in and sat on a beautifully carved chair covered with down cushions in front of the bookshelf.
The housekeeper Augstra closed the study door, walked to the window, and opened the curtains to let the late June sunshine shine into the study.
Mr. Butler walked to stand in front of Rawls, bowed slightly and saluted: