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

the other members, regretfully realizing that no one else had any

free exchange continued and soon

other members leave and helping them complete a few transactions, Klein returned to the real world as he sat in his reclining

write to Sharron. He told her that the Scales of Luck had been sold, leaving only the

the information such as “126 Garde Street, Hillston,” and “Ma’am Maryam.” Then, he opened his iron cigar case and made Admiral

acted like a valet as he humbly picked up

letter appeared out of nowhere in a mailbox as it fell

Chester County, the Hall

with her unfocused green eyes as the contents

recalled. She could then flip

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

reading the Book of Secrets. If she had anything she couldn’t recall in the future,

seems to be improving… Audrey thought in delight as a twinkle gradually returned to her

stood up, walked to the door, and said to the bored golden retriever who was sprawled on

saying, “This is the most standard action

you aren’t a qualified hound… Audrey lampooned as she said with a smile, “I thought you would reply: ‘Audrey,

excessive use of repeated words makes it easy for others to grasp your personal habits and

that’s what that book

“…”

was momentarily at a loss for words. At that moment, she saw her father, Earl Hall, with his valet and attendant walking up

it was sunny outside, this place remained dark and gloomy. There were even candle stands that had been lit. They were embedded in the walls

is just too old. I think it needs a major renovation,” Earl

and said, “Yes, my dear earl. This is precisely why I dislike this place. It makes me

I’m actually spending 13,000 pounds a year to repair this place,”

and smiled at

there something

at the papers

Backlund. Someone is selling 10% of the Backlund Bike Company. Are you interested? I think this industry has a very

the word rather unfamiliar as her

Hall smiled at

to ride on

work. Next would be the type of people with some technical skill and standing. This is the target audience of the bike.

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