Hanged Man Alger looked at Leyton, who was separated from him by The Sun Derrick, with a complicated expression. No wonder he didn't need the coordinates of that Primitive Island. When he first joined the Tarot Club, he wasn't even a demigod. To advance to the angel level in such a short time, was he also a Blessed of the gods?
The Sun Derrick looked at Leyton with a deep expression of envy and admiration and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Tower."
"Besides the angel The Fool sent to help me with the Purification of Amon's possession, you are the second angel I have seen and interacted with up close."
"In the recorded history of our the City of Silver, angels were also called subsidiary gods in ancient times. They already possessed the power of gods to a certain extent."
Klein, controlling his alternate account The World, turned his head to look at Leyton and said, "Congratulations."
"This is merely predetermined fate..." Leyton replied calmly.
After a second's pause, he turned his head to look at The Sun beside him and said with a smile, "If you can advance to Sequence 3, I can find a Lightseeker Beyonder characteristic for you. This is my promise."
"Those who bravely pursue light deserve to be embraced by light."
In his last sentence, his tone took on a fluctuating melody, as if he was softly chanting a lyric, narrating a prophecy.
Klein, who was the first to recover from his words, had his alternate account The World ask further, "Is this your prophecy?"
"You could say that..." Leyton nodded lightly, confirming his thought.
The Sun Derrick paused for a moment before reacting. He rose from his seat with some excitement and bowed to Leyton, saying, "Thank you very, very much. If that time truly comes, I will purchase the Lightseeker Beyonder characteristic from you at a suitable price."
There is no suitable price. At the angel level, Beyonder characteristic are already priceless. Hanged Man Alger lowered his eyes, sighing inwardly with a complicated feeling. Sometimes, luck is more important than effort and talent.
So the Sequence 2 of the Sun Pathway is called Lightseeker. What a meaningful name. Those who bravely pursue light deserve to be embraced by light. Is this referring to the environment of the City of Silver? I wonder if in the future Mr. Tower saw, Mr. Sun and the others managed to leave the Forsaken Land of the Gods. They should have, that's a place Mr. Fool is paying attention to.
As thoughts floated, Justice Audrey subconsciously turned her head to glance at Mr. Fool at the head of the mottled long table.
Why are you looking at me? Does Miss Justice also want such a promise? If I were also an angel, I would definitely not hesitate, but unfortunately, I am only a Sequence 5 Marionettist. While Klein sighed inwardly, he also began to think about how to act as a Marionettist.
Magician Fors, Moon Emlyn, and Chariot Anderson had surprisingly similar thoughts at this moment. Damn it, I'm so envious! This is an angel's promise, an opportunity to advance to an angel, given away for free. If I were the first to say congratulations...
After a brief silence, Chariot Anderson, the most sociable, looked at Leyton and grinned, "Ahem~"
"Mr. Tower, if I can also advance to a demigod in the future, will I have a chance to seek some hints from you, or some prophecies?"
Leyton looked at Anderson without much surprise and nodded lightly, "You can."
If you're not beaten to death before then... Klein, sitting at the head of the mottled long table, mentally completed what he believed Leyton had left unsaid.
Moon Emlyn and Magician Fors's eyes lit up. They also raised their hands one after another, preparing to ask the same question as Anderson.
Leyton raised his hand to interrupt them, saying, "You shouldn't seek me."
"Why?" Emlyn asked without thinking.
Leyton chuckled and said, "You have already grasped the most important opportunity in your life."
After a brief silence, Hermit Cattleya looked up at The Fool Klein at the head of the mottled long table and said, "Respected Mr. Fool, I have collected two pages of Emperor Roselle's diary."
Klein nodded lightly, helping Cattleya materialize the diary she had memorized and moving it in front of him.
The scene fell silent again until Klein waved his hand, making the materialized diary in front of him disappear, and calmly looked at Hermit Cattleya, saying, "What is your request?"
Cattleya asked directly without hesitation, "There is a word that appears repeatedly in this diary, seemingly a name. I want to know who he is."
As expected, Bernadette wasn't completely clueless about the Emperor's diary. She could roughly distinguish the meaning of some words or the scope of the content they referred to.
After two seconds of calm thought, Klein, leaning leisurely back in the high-backed chair, chuckled and said, "He is generally called Mr. Door."
Mr. Door. This title is somewhat similar to Mr. Fool. Is this Mr. Door also a great existence, or an existence very close to one?
Justice Audrey rested her hands on the edge of the table, trying to deduce Mr. Door's identity from Mr. Fool's tone and wording just now.
Leyton looked around and his gaze finally fell on Cattleya, explaining Mr. Door's identity to her:
"He is the ancestor of the Abraham Family, and also the King of Angels of the Door Pathway, the existence closest to godhood at present."
"If you want to know more, you can only learn through members of the Abraham Family."
Hermit Cattleya nodded lightly, "I understand."
Klein, leaning back in the chair at the head of the mottled long table, looked around and said in a relaxed tone, "You may begin."
As soon as he finished speaking, he controlled his alternate account The World to say, "I have two items for sale."
Everyone else remained silent, waiting for The World to continue describing the two items he wanted to sell. If suitable, they could buy them.
Klein surveyed everyone's reactions, then continued to control The World to say, "The first item is called the 'Biological Poison Bottle.' It looks like a brown translucent glass bottle. As long as the cap is opened, it will spread viruses within a certain range, causing people nearby to contract various diseases. The longer the exposure, the more severe it becomes. Below high Sequence, it can even threaten lives."
"Its negative effect is that it gradually weakens the holder and leads to illness. If carried for too long, it can even cause death by illness, and this cannot be eliminated by a spiritual lock!"
He then described the most common toxins released by the Biological Poison Bottle, the time it takes to take effect, and methods for prevention.
Justice Audrey and Magician Fors felt chills down their spines. This effect was too strange and terrifying, especially the toxins that would make people scratch their own skin and had an aphrodisiac effect.
Moon Emlyn leaned back in his chair, his thoughts gradually diverging. Spreading toxins, not very useful. As a Potions Professor, I can create and solve most toxins myself. I can't possibly carry this bottle to make people sick and then cure them. That doesn't align with the Mother Goddess's teachings. Bah, bah! It doesn't align with my noble Sanguine identity.
Seeing that no one spoke for a moment, Klein had to control The World to add, "5200 pounds."
5200 pounds. Repeating the number in their minds, Moon Emlyn and Chariot Anderson no longer had any lingering thoughts about this Mystical Item.
Hermit Cattleya opened her mouth, then quickly changed her mind and said, "...For me, it's not necessary."
This Mystical Item was indeed difficult to sell. It wasn't directly formed from Beyonder characteristic, so it couldn't even be sold as a Beyonder characteristic after Alger helped crush it. After sighing twice inwardly, Klein continued to control his alternate account The World to say, "The other Mystical Item is the 'Book of Secrets.' This is an occult book left behind by Shaman King Klarman of the Southern Continent, suitable for mid-sequence Beyonder with a good foundation in mysticism."
"The price is 1000 pounds."
1000 pounds! Moon Emlyn couldn't help but swallow, his desire to advance further intensifying. Just a Shaman King, it won't be long before I become an Earl. Then I'll write my own books to sell, and I'll become a rich man in no time.
Through the exchanges before the end of each Tarot Club gathering, I already have a very good foundation in mysticism. Further knowledge of mysticism is exactly what I need. Although the Psychology Alchemists will certainly teach me some high-level mysticism knowledge later, it will definitely not be comprehensive, limited to the spiritual domain.
After a brief internal struggle, Justice Audrey successfully convinced herself and nodded lightly, "Deal, this is exactly what I want."
As expected of Miss Justice, the wealthiest member of the Tarot Club, she didn't even bargain. Actually, my bottom line was only... No, I had no bottom line at all, because I could just sell it elsewhere. Klein sighed inwardly while controlling The World to chuckle, "Deal."
"I need to remind you, absolutely do not pray to Primordial Moon. She is a thorough evil god. Those who prayed to her all ended up as wriggling masses of flesh, madly mating with other species, or even objects."
"Of course, do not pray to other Hidden existences either. This is equally dangerous."
Justice Audrey was so frightened that she involuntarily changed her sitting posture, then looked at the head of the mottled long table and said firmly, "I understand, thank you for your reminder, Mr. World. When performing secret rituals, I will only pray to Mr. Fool."