Mystery: The Transcendental Path From Angels

　　 When the "magicians" were blocked, the "world" looked at the "sun" and said:

　　 "Does Silver City have a way to remove the evil spirit's spiritual pollution from Beyonder characteristics?"

　　 This is what Klein wanted to ask a few times before.

　　 But considering the "justice" they might also be interested, and when the "sun" cannot answer and the evil **** is involved, all eyes will be on the god-like Mr. Fool.

　　 He restrained his impulse again, until he got enlightenment from Miss Justice, and came up with a way to communicate alone.

　　 "We have never encountered a Cthulhu." Derrick the Sun replied sincerely, "We only have a way to separate the mental pollution of the out-of-control in the Extraordinary characteristics."

This is it!

　　 This may be possible, after all I have a gray fog...

　　 Klein restrained his joy and let the "world" speak:

　　 "What payment do you need?"

　　 "This is not a question of remuneration."

　　 "Sun" shook his head, "The method and the corresponding knowledge require at least the patrol captain, or even the powerhouse at the level of the exploratory captain, to be eligible to contact. The former requires Sequence 7 and the latter requires Sequence 6."

　　Hu... Klein sighed, making "World" hoarse and said:

　　 "I hope you can qualify as soon as possible."

　　 After the individual exchanges between "World" and "Sun", this tarot party entered a free chat session.

　　 "Justice" Audrey asked with interest about the unique scenery and strange things on the sea, while "The Hanged Man" Alger selectively described it based on his own knowledge.

"Magic" Forsi listened quietly and gradually got inspiration. He wanted to write a novel about the Pirate King. He captured a female passenger and had a story of love and hatred intertwined with him, fantasy and reality coexisting. .

　　 "Sun" Derrick can only explain what the sea looks like based on the paintings and corresponding texts in the Silver City collection.

　　 At the end, Klein, who was gradually depleted in spirit, announced the end of this tarot gathering, and quickly returned to the real world to take a nap.

　　…………

　　 At night, the crimson moon shines on the East Side.

　　 In a slum, an old man is living hard alone.

　　 Suddenly, a faint light flashed across his neck, and blood spewed out of his aorta in an instant.

　　 The old man covered his neck with one hand, and reached out to the assassin in front of him with one hand, as if he wanted to say something.

　　 However, he fell to the ground soon and lost his breath.

　　 Following the direction of the old man's hand, he saw the assassin wearing a purple robe and a mask.

　　 is the purple fox impressively.

　　 This is the last assassination mission given to him by Mr. A.

　　 Although, at first, he really couldn't get rid of it, but thinking of his way of promotion, he could only close his eyes and stabbed the knife.

　　 Later, Zihu became more and more comfortable, and gradually began to enjoy this assassination.

　　 He could feel the rapid digestion of his potion.

　　 "The assassin, hidden in the dark, kills with one blow."

　　 "If you miss a hit, you will escape thousands of miles away."

　　 "Is this the assassin's code of acting?"

　　 The purple fox looked at the old man's body on the ground with cold eyes.

　　 He can clearly feel that the Sequence 9 potion has been digested.

"Ha ha ha ha."

　　 Purple Fox laughed in a hoarse voice,

　　 "Olvia! Olvia! I will catch up with you one day."

"By the time……"

　　 Purple Fox did not go on, but showed a fierce look, apparently having a deep hatred of Olbia.

　　 Zihu glanced at the old man on the ground again, did not say much, and went directly to Mr. A's address.

　　………………

　　 At 7:30 in the evening, Queens, in a house that seems to belong to a certain nobleman.

　　 Forsi put on a robe with a hood, and after many days, he participated in the party organized by Mr. A again.

　　 She sat quietly in the corner and looked around pretendingly, and found that Mr. A, who was sitting alone on the sofa, seemed a little different from the past.

　　 This is not a change in appearance or temperament, because the opponent's face is completely hidden in the shadow of the hood, and Forsi can't see clearly.

　　 She feels different, just an almost intuitive feeling:

　　 Mr. A is no longer as leisurely and indifferently as before, always looking at everyone with an attitude of looking down.

　　 Today, he seems to be very depressed, trying to control something, giving people a sharp rise in danger expectations.

　　 The old Mr. A was a big mountain, but now he is closer to straightening up his body and spitting out a poisonous snake...

　　 The best-selling novelist Forsi suddenly rejoiced that he did not come with her in order to prevent Xio from knowing that he was buying items in the sun domain in order to conceal the Tarot Club.

　　 In this way, even if there are any unexpected changes, my escape action will be much easier...

　　 Forsi turned the bracelet with only two stones left.

　　 She didn't rush to write down her own needs as a note and give it to the waiter, but waited patiently for a while.

　　 This is not because she is naturally cautious, but the past few lessons have left a very deep impression on her. There are only two stones on the bracelet as evidence.

　　 waited ten minutes, finally picked up the paper and pen in front of her, and wrote in her deliberately distorted handwriting:

　　 "Purchase magical items or powerful extraordinary weapons in the field of the sun."

　　 After handing the note to the waiter, Forsi looked around again, but couldn't find the "eternal sun" believer who helped in the purification and exorcism ritual last time among the many disguised or disguised figures.

　　 A pile of transactions fermented and brewed between the waiters and the shuttle, and the whole hall was quiet and orderly.

　　 After the middle discussion and exchange session, Forsi's needs were added to the two blackboards at the front.

　　 Not long after, she received a reply from the waiter.

　　 A small piece of white paper is filled with densely packed words:

"The magical item~www.readwn.com~the ring of light' ring, it can make the wearer become a messenger of light, the attendant of the sun, immune to many diseases, master the power of sacredness, the wearer can summon dazzling light beams, can use a lot The spells in the solar domain can purify the dead within 50 meters, and are the nemesis of this kind of creatures."

　　 "Through this ring, what the wearer approves will be improved, and those who disapproval will be weakened."

　　 "The only problem with it is that if the wearer uses it frequently, he will gradually become a believer of the ‘eternal blazing sun’, slowly observing the doctrine from the heart and praising the sun."

　　 "If you want to get it, please pay 9,000 pounds in cash at a time, and I can wait for you to raise it."

　　9,000 pounds?

　　 Forsi opened his mouth, as if the other party was robbing.

　　 This is a huge wealth that she can't borrow even if she finds someone to borrow!

　　 Except for the deposit for the assassination of Ambassador Intis, all the money she has seen so far does not add up!

　　A person with 9,000 pounds in cash, even in Backlund, is definitely a rich man!

　　 Although I know that magical items are expensive, but I never thought it could be so expensive...

　　 Do you want to get 9,000 pounds and stop participating in Extraordinary gatherings, quit this circle, and enjoy life at ease? Forsi took a breath quietly, and did not dare to respond to the opponent for a while.

　　 She pretended that nothing happened and listened for nearly ten minutes, but before waiting for another response, before waiting for the much cheaper Extraordinary weapon, she had to get up and head to the bathroom.

　　 After confirming that there was no one around, she closed the toilet door, sat on the toilet, recited the honorific name of Mr. Fool, told the other party what had happened just now in the form of prayer, and asked him to convey it to the "world."