After hearing The Hanged Man’s description, Klein couldn’t help but recall Red Angel Medici and the evil spirit found in the underground ruin.

However, he didn’t share the discoveries of his exploration this time. Firstly, there wasn’t a need to, and secondly, it involved Miss Sharron.

As for the other members, they had already learned that Bansy Harbor had been destroyed. And since The Hanged Man hadn’t revealed any new information, there was no need for them to reply to the matter.

Realizing that no one was saying anything, Alger glanced at The World before looking back. He said calmly, “That’s all from me.”

The Hermit immediately turned to look at Fors.

“Ma’am, what do you know about Mr. Door? I can pay for the corresponding piece of information.”

Fors, who didn’t wish to expose her problems, suddenly hesitated when she heard the latter half of the sentence. She was momentarily tempted.

Payment. I wonder how much Ma’am Hermit can pay me… I don’t really know much about Mr. Door either… Furthermore, some of the knowledge stems from Mr. Fool’s words… Fors looked to the end of the long bronze table once again and asked, “Honorable Mr. Fool, can I tell her?”

As he met her every full moon, Klein knew that Miss Magician’s financial situation wasn’t in the best of states, so he smiled with a nod.

“Yes.”

Fors silently heaved a sigh of relief, turned to Cattleya, and said, “500 pounds. You can request for a private exchange.”

Cattleya didn’t bargain. After some thought, she said, “There’s no need. Just say it directly.”

She wished to see if the other members would be able to figure out more about Mr. Door from Miss Magician’s description.

Fors nodded and deliberated over her words.

“I once obtained a mystical item that helped me traverse the spirit world. But after using it, I would hear strange ravings every full moon or Blood Moon. It would inflict an excruciating pain upon me that puts me on the verge of losing control.

“And according to Mr. Fool, these ravings come from Mr. Door.”

She paused and added, “‘He’ might be asking for help.”

So Fors has been silently suffering such pain… She usually doesn’t show it, acting as though she greatly enjoys life… As Audrey subconsciously pitied her friend, she began wondering how she hadn’t discovered anything abnormal about Fors with her Spectator powers.

Mystical item that can traverse the spirit world… Ravings during the full moon… Suspected to be asking for help… Cattleya repeated Miss Magician’s key points as she nodded with satisfaction.

for your

then swept her gaze at the other members, regretfully realizing that no

exchange continued and soon came to an

and helping them complete a few transactions, Klein returned to the real world as he sat in

he walked to his desk, and he picked up a pen and paper to write to Sharron. He told her that the Scales of Luck had been sold, leaving only the Biological Poison Bottle for sale, as well as the Lunatic

the letter, he wrote the information such as “126 Garde Street, Hillston,” and “Ma’am Maryam.” Then,

he humbly picked up the letter on the table before

a letter appeared out of nowhere in a mailbox

County, the Hall

eyes as the contents of the Book of Secrets filled

She could then flip to the

the powers from the mysterious space above the gray fog to create a product that was a

Secrets. If she had anything she couldn’t recall in the future, she could always request for a

be improving… Audrey thought in delight as a

bored golden retriever who was sprawled on the ground outside, “Susie, you don’t look lady-like

around warily and twitched her nose before saying, “This is the most standard action during hound

Audrey lampooned as she said with a smile, “I thought you

a serious manner, “An excessive use of repeated words makes it easy for others to grasp

that’s what that book on

“…”

loss for words. At that moment, she saw her father, Earl Hall, with his valet and

place remained dark and gloomy. There were even candle stands that had been lit. They were embedded in

needs a major renovation,”

earl. This is precisely why I dislike this place. It makes me feel like I’m slowly rotting

13,000 pounds a year to repair this

Susie and smiled at her

there something

Hall pointed at the papers in his

think this

word rather unfamiliar as her eyes darted

Hall smiled

of machinery with two wheels that allows a person to ride on

people with some technical skill and standing. This is the target audience of the bike. They have absolute numbers, as well as the required ability to purchase it. Even if 10% of them are willing to buy a bike, it will lead to quite a wonderful development for

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