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.

you for your

at the other members, regretfully

exchange continued and soon came to an

transactions, Klein returned to the real world as he sat in his reclining chair, feeling relaxed as he

He told her that the Scales of Luck had been sold, leaving only the Biological Poison Bottle for sale, as well as

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

a valet as he humbly picked up the letter on the table before vanishing from the

streets away, a letter appeared out of nowhere

County, the Hall

the mirror with her unfocused green eyes as the

book that appeared upon being recalled. She could then flip to

a portion of the powers from the mysterious space above the gray fog to create a product that was a fusion of information bestowment and the Seer’s

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

Fool’s condition seems to be improving… Audrey thought in delight as a twinkle gradually returned to her

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

looked around warily and twitched her nose before saying,

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

repeated words makes it easy for others to grasp your personal habits and mental

what that book on

“…”

words. At that moment, she saw her father, Earl Hall,

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

is just too old. I think it needs a major renovation,” Earl Hall casually grumbled to his

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

spending 13,000 pounds a year to repair this place,” Earl

glanced at Susie and smiled

is there something

pointed at the papers in his attendant’s

is selling 10% of the Backlund Bike Company. Are you interested? I think this

found the word rather unfamiliar as her

Hall smiled at his

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

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

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