Mystery: Shadow of Order Chapter 188

Forsi looked at the note in his hand that recorded the "Master of Trickster" potion formula, and with the "apprentice"'s spiritual intuition, he was almost certain that the formula was real. A sense of joy rose from her heart, and the ravings about the two full moons on Saturday and Sunday almost made her completely collapse and lose a lot of hair.

Now the formula is in her hands. Although she has no clues about the stomach bag of the spirit eater and the blood of the deep-sea marlin, she has taken the first step on the road to becoming a Sequence 8 "Master of Trick". The follow-up is only a matter of time and money. .

Forsi still has nearly 500 pounds on him, and he has to lend him 200 pounds, while the main materials of Sequence 8 cost around 300 pounds. Even if there are materials, whether he can buy them is still a question.

Looking at the disappearing back, Xio clenched the spell in her hand. The spell made of black unknown metal left red marks on her palm, turned her head and said to Forsi:

"Can you be sure the recipe is real?"

"My intuition tells me it's true." Fors took out a match from his pocket, lit the note, and looked at the rising smoke, "At least, he didn't have to lie to us."

Xio didn't speak, staring at the talisman in his palm in a daze.

"Okay, I'll go in first. If things go well, we'll meet at the Backlund Bridge." Fors patted Hugh on the shoulder and walked towards the villa where Mr. A was gathering.

Following Alycia's guidance, Rawls came to a more secret place farther from the villa where Mr. A was gathering.

As he stopped, a figure was quickly sketched in front of him, still in that asymmetrical outfit, Alysia's dark gray eyes stared at the pockets in Rawls' black robe, where Forsi's transcripts were stored. Contents of "Spiritual News".

Looking at the pieces of paper handed over, Alysia did not use the "Free Walker" to use the "Hand of the Mage" to pick up the paper as before, but directly reached out to take it, and stood on the spot and read it carefully.

For the Abraham family who once sheltered the family, the Tamaras are grateful. Even thousands of years later, the elders of the Tamara family who have been hidden in the Hornages Mountains will still refer to "Mr. Door" when they tell the family history. Focus on the family of Abraham.

At the end of the Fourth Age, under the protection of Antigonus, Tamara and Abraham temporarily escaped the pursuit of the Church of the Seven, but the curse also came.

Whenever the full moon is full, terrifying ravings will continue to enter the ears of the Abraham tribe and the Tamara tribe of the "Apprentice" pathway, and the shadow of madness and out-of-control shrouds the sky over the two families.

Even Antigonus could not solve the problem of the full moon raving. The Abrahams who pursued freedom and solutions chose to leave voluntarily. Some of the "apprentices" of the Tamara family followed Abrahams to leave, and the rest chose to stay.

However, the remaining Tamara "apprentices" eventually chose to leave the Hornakis Mountains because the "uncertain fog" would not bless them. The Tamara family has split, leaving only the belief in "Mist of Uncertainty", all of which are Beyonders of the "Arbiter" pathway.

Although the paper recorded a chapter and a half of "Spiritual Knowledge", in less than half a minute, Alysia put down the paper and gave it back to Rawls, she found what she needed.

After taking the paper, Rawls looked at Alysia in a puzzled way, urging him to complete the transaction with Fors in such a hurry, but only after a few glances before returning it to himself, what did she want to do? Are demigods so good at reading?

"You can go to that party." Alysia's lips parted slightly, and her figure began to fade.

Rawls looked at Alysia, who was about to disappear, and hurriedly said:

"Wait a minute, I have something I want to ask you to help with." After the benefits are obtained, there must be something to pay, right?

"What's the matter?" The figure was clear again, and Alysia's expressionless face barely expressed a look of doubt.

Luckily I speak fast! You can travel freely through the spiritual world, why are you so anxious?

Rawls stopped his complaints and explained:

"I want Hugh, that short girl, to join MI9. The person in charge of recruiting was in the party for a while, a guy wearing a golden mask. But I'm afraid he won't accept Xiu, so you Can you help..."

"Can."

Wearing a black robe and a hooded mask, Rawls knocked on the door of the villa in accordance with three long and two short signals, nodded slightly to the waiter who opened the door, and walked straight into the lobby on the first floor.

After scanning around, apart from the exposed attendees, only a few of them could judge by the pattern of the masks that they also participated in the party last time. The one who traded Roselle's diary with him last time was wearing a delicate wooden mask. people are among them. And more either did not come, or changed the dress.

Sure enough, there are still many people who have concerns about this Extraordinary gathering held in Queens for a fixed period of time, fearing that their identity will be exposed, and that they will be raided and arrested by MI9 or the "substitute punishment" one day.

With his sense of the "arbiter", Rawls easily found Xio who was hidden in the crowd, and glanced at a certain position on the second floor. The man wearing the golden mask was there. He should bring him. Two main materials for "The Bribe" that Rawls needs.

Withdrawing his eyes, Rawls found an empty seat and sat down, looking at Mr. A who was sitting on the front sofa. His conversation with Alysia took a long time, and the party was about to start.

Once again, he wrote the acquisition of Roselle's diary on a note and handed it to the attendant. Rawls's eyes swept to the man wearing the delicate wooden mask, hoping that he had brought enough diaries. There is absolutely no problem in coping with usurped diaries to deal with Klein, but that doesn't mean that Rawls won't collect diaries. After all, he can also decipher Roselle's words and gain knowledge from them.

More than ten minutes later, after Mr. A announced that he had entered the rest phase, a servant walked up to Rawls and said:

"From what you need."

Rawls nodded, followed the attendant to a bedroom on the first floor, opened the door, and it turned out to be the man wearing an exquisite wooden mask.

"Sir, we meet again."

After touching the mask on his face and confirming that it was not the same mask as last time, Rawls looked at the wooden mask man:

"How did you recognize it was me?" His outfit this time was completely different from the last time, and even in order to avoid the fact that the man in the golden mask judged his identity by his accent actions last time, he deliberately changed his sitting posture and walking. attitude.

[To tell the truth, recently I have been using Mimi to read and read books to keep up with updates, switch sources, and read aloud tones, which can be used by Android and Apple. 】

The wooden masked man took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and put it in front of Rawls and said:

"Of course I have my own way. This time I brought five more Roselle notes, each at twenty pounds."

twenty pounds? Rawls's eyes narrowed under the hood, and said with a little anger:

"I remember last time it was 10 pounds each, this gentleman, have you raised the price too much?"

"No, I can see that the price is acceptable to you." The wooden mask man's thumb tightly clasped his middle and ring fingers, his little finger was slightly raised, and his index finger was slightly wiggled, as if I saw through you.

Rawls didn't speak, he took out a round of banknotes from his pocket, counted out 100 pounds and put it on the table. The wooden mask man took the money, put the five Roselle diaries on the table, and left the room bypassing Rawls.

Without immediately going to get the diary on the table, Rawls looked at the man who left and read his inner thoughts? Is he the "spectator"? Picking up the diary from the table and swiping it roughly, it turned out to be related to Hermes.

The man in the wooden mask is from the Psychological Alchemy Society? Are these diaries inside the Psychological Alchemy Society?

Before the break of the party started, Xio had written a note to the attendant to purchase the "Sheriff" formula, but she had not been seen to take her to a certain room to complete the transaction, which made her a little anxious. If it wasn't for the person that Fors planned for her, she would have grabbed a squire and asked.

When Xio was getting impatient, a servant walked up to her and bowed:

"Sorry, there are too many people who need to trade today, and you have been waiting for a long time. Please come with me."

Xio breathed a sigh of relief, nodded reservedly, and followed the attendant to the study on the second floor.

In the study, a person dressed almost like her was sitting behind the desk. He held down a note on the desk, and his voice was a little hoarse:

"This is the formula for the sheriff's potion, where's my money?"

Xio found out that the trader was not the man with the golden mask that Jeffrey (Rolls) said, so he couldn't help but hesitate, but Fors's last two days of identity training had not been in vain. She took out a beautiful but somewhat old purse from her pocket, took out a stack of banknotes, counted 450 pounds and handed it over.

After repeatedly checking the true and false and the total, the seller finally let go of the formula.

Xio stepped forward slowly, picked up the note, and her eyes swept directly to the main material part, which is the key point:

"A pair of eyes of the dread monster, and the right palm of the silver-white war bear."

They were all the Beyonder materials that he knew but had never seen anyone sold. Xio let out a sigh of relief, nodded with the seller, and turned to leave. But before he walked out of the door of the study, a man wearing a golden mask and a tuxedo blocked his way. The man wore a golden mask on his face, revealing his eyes, nostrils, mouth and cheeks, making it impossible to imagine what he looked like.

Xio took a few steps back, his eyes moved back and forth between the seller and the masked man, a little lacking in confidence:

"Two gentlemen, this is Mr. A's party. You must consider the consequences of violating the regulations."

The man in the golden mask didn't speak, he just nodded to the seller, who gave a respectful salute, left the study, and locked the door.

In Xio's "fearful" eyes, the man with the golden mask sat behind the desk with a very kind tone:

"Please sit down."

Seeing that Xio didn't intend to sit down, the mask didn't take it seriously. He crossed his fingers and leaned back on the back of the chair:

"The formula for the 'Sheriff' potion was bought by me."

Xio tried his best to restrain his instinctive reaction, and once again pretended to be a poor noble lady, and asked in a deep voice:

"Why are you doing this?"

"Select suitable helpers." The masked man chuckled, "You should have noticed that, although many people know about those two materials, no one has ever sold them. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them. Where I am The organization needs a lot of people, and if you are willing to join us, I can sell you materials at a low price."

"Then why did you choose me?"

"There are some things, we don't want to come forward by ourselves, there are many reasons, but I don't need to tell you, and every arbitrator who steps into the path of the Beyonder by himself has more or less aristocratic connections behind it, which is why we I need it." The masked man roughly explained two sentences.

Similar to what Jeffrey said, Xio nodded to show that he understood.

The masked man continued:

"You should be the entrustment outside the Extraordinary gathering. I will give you some tasks and pay you the corresponding remuneration. If you feel it is dangerous, you can refuse. This is a fair and free transaction. Two main materials are 500 pounds, as long as You can come and buy it from me if you have money."

"As long as I have the right to refuse the mission, I can consider it."

"No problem." The masked man laughed and said, "We can now agree on the location and method of meeting in the future. In order to reassure you, the leadership will be handed over to you."

"Okay."

Looking at the back who pushed open the door and left, the masked man frowned. With his experience, he could be sure that there was something wrong with the person just now. Although he tried his best to show that he was a noble lady who had experienced hardships, there were still some problems in small areas. .

"Hey!" Let's just accept it and use it first~www.mtlnovel.com~ Who makes me have only this power now? If these people can really achieve success, I don't need to stay in this position.

"Tuk tuk tuk", there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

A servant walked in and bowed slightly:

"Sir, the person you're looking for has just closed a deal."

"Go and bring him here and tell him that I have the materials he needs." The man in the golden mask took out a paper bag from under the desk and put it on the table.

It didn't take long for Rawls to come down to the study under the guidance of the attendant. Although he changed the style of the mask, he could only confuse the other party participants, and the attendant who served these services did not need to hide it.

The man in the golden mask stood up from behind the desk and pointed to the chair in front of the desk:

"Friend, we meet again."

Rawls was also polite, nodded and sat directly on the chair.

The man with the golden mask did not sit down and pushed the paper bag on the table towards Rawls:

"This is the main material for the 'Bribery' you need."

Rawls reached out and brought the paper bag in front of him. Inside were two black iron boxes with the mark of the spiritual seal on them. Take out both iron boxes, infuse spirituality, break the spiritual seal, and open the iron boxes.

Once the tin box on the left was opened, the soft cry of a baby entered his ears. Inside the tin box, a bizarre flower with a face like a flower plate lay horizontally. With the cry of the baby, the flowers around the flower plate kept shrinking and expanding.

In the iron box on the right, seven or eight slender and psychedelic leaves in the crystal form a "strange face". Under the illumination of the light, the "strange face" kept changing its expressions.

"Clap" closed the iron box, and Rawls put it back in the paper bag:

"It's what I want, how much?"

Chapter end