In an underground basement without any windows, the burly Alger Wilson sat by a long table with various apparatuses and goatskin parchments on it.

In front of him was a half-consumed candle. The dim, yellowish flame’s flickering made the shadows of the objects and table move like a mirage.

Alger’s hair was disheveled like seaweed with a deep blue color that resembled black. He wore a robe with lightning patterns embroidered on it. He clasped his hands with his thumbs facing each other while he focused on a bottle of black liquid to the left of the candle.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Splash! Splash! Splash!

The sound of tempestuous winds or the crashing of the sea waves howled from inside the sealed bottle. And in spots where the black ink did not sink, a faint fog would swirl. It was as though it grew eyes and a mouth.

Alger cocked his head to glance at the clock hanging on the wall and watched the needle strike three.

He pressed down on his temple as his eyes turned dark. Fascinating colors surfaced from the various items on the table.

At that moment, he discovered a deep-red light appear like a tidal wave from nowhere, drowning him instantly!

Backlund, Empress Borough, Inside the Hall family’s luxurious mansion.

After dismissing her dance teacher, Audrey locked the door and sat straight up in front of her dressing table.

The sun outside was bright and gorgeous. There was a light-brown notebook made of exquisite goat skin. It was flipped open to reveal that it was blank. To its right was a fountain pen with a golden tip and embedded rubies.

Audrey did a test and made sure that she could pick up the fountain pen and write down the formula the moment she left the Gathering.

“I’m so looking forward to it…” She inhaled to repress her excited emotions as she looked at the mirror with puckered lips.

However, she did not see it reflect herself. Instead, a dark red and illusory beam burst out from her body!

Above the gray fog stood a majestic divine hall that looked like a giant’s residence.

bloomed on both sides of the bronze table. They surged upwards like a fountain before pattering down. It ‘carved’ two

tall, slim build, instinctively looked towards the Seat of Honor. She saw the figure immersed in

afternoon, Mr. Fool~!” Audrey shouted with a

she turned her head and looked at the person opposite her.

there any fear from her? Is she a

“Good afternoon, Miss Justice.”

and moved his left hand and tapped

Justice and

and dark red stars remained the same. Nothing

and saw that Justice’s aura perfectly matched the colors Old Neil described. What was supposed to be red, purple, blue, or white were their

and

was nothing special about the colors of The Hanged

pleased? With this being his first attempt, Klein made

he shifted his gaze away, he suddenly realized

Hanged Man’s innermost layer was nearly of the same

deep within The Hanged

mind was filled with questions. “Not necessary. It might have to do with this being a

head toward Justice again and confirmed that it was a characteristic

that moment, Alger

anticipation, “Mr. Hanged Man, did you receive

Klein and saw him tapping his glabella as though he was

very much. It perfectly met my expectations. I never expected you to send it to me so quickly. The Ghost

said, “I’m

They have exchanged information, books, and rare artifacts among each other. But before this, none of them had ever obtained any supernatural power to become a real Beyonder. Instead, there were a few princes that hinted that they could gift them what they wanted if they became

blood directly from her family’s vault. After all, the inventory only states ‘one big bottle,’ without mentioning how many milliliters or how full it had to be, she believed that pouring a little bit of it would go unnoticed. Even if there was an accident and the matter was exposed, her parents were unlikely to

Fool who was enveloped in fog

will tell you the formula to the potion,

Alright, begin.” Audrey inhaled as she focused

not more. It would cause major problems. You should have heard about news

and said,

to look at Mr. Fool. She wished to know if the mystery expert had anything to add;

“Having smaller quantities does not mean it should deviate by too much… If you do not have an assistant, I suggest you spend

tutor for such matters,” answered Audrey without

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