Mr. A? It sounds more like a code name for a criminal rather than a title for a mysterious powerful figure... It's completely incomparable to "The Fool"... No, those who can be compared to The Fool should be divine beings or figures second only to them... Audrey's mind suddenly filled with a sense of superiority.
She calmly glanced at Mr. A and lowered her voice to tell Fors and Hugh Dirch:
"Does this gentleman have any notable deeds?"
The Earl of Glalint, who was also wearing a hooded robe, was also very curious about this.
Hugh Dirch replied solemnly: "There were several such incidents. The extraordinary individuals of sequence 8, even those of sequence 7, targeted Mr. A and attempted to deal with him, but eventually they vanished silently."
"This is truly a powerful extraordinary person," Glalint praised and repeated the previous introduction.
As they entered the house, the gatekeeper immediately closed the door.
After getting used to the light of the gas lamp for a while, Audrey saw two blackboards standing at the front, with rows and rows of words written on them.
At this moment, Fors, holding a cigarette but not yet lit, whispered:
"That's the individual needs of the gathering members. You should be able to understand. Many people don't want others to know what they have, so as not to be targeted by the greedy ones. So, they write anonymously on the blackboards what they want, or what they wish to sell, as well as the approximate price and item requirements."
Audrey nodded gently, not bothering to observe the gathering members, and directly browsed a few items on the left blackboard:
"Two adult Manhal fish eyes."
"Residual dust of the ghost, 165 pounds."
"Notes of Emperor Rosel, three pages, 20 pounds."
Seeing this, Audrey could no longer maintain the state of an audience, feeling both shocked and excited.
These prices, these prices, are so, so cheap! She thought excitedly and joyfully.
While walking, her gaze moved and she saw more items:
"Child's wail, flowers, 200 pounds."
"Mummy powder, 10 grams, 5 pounds."
"Fishman mucus, 30 milliliters, 29 pounds."
"The potion formula of sequence 8 'Sheriff', 450 pounds." ...
It's so cheap! The extraordinary materials haven't cost more than 300 pounds each! Audrey's eyes lit up as she followed her companion to find a seat.
At this moment, Hugh Dillcha leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"What do you want?"
Audrey's breathing quickened, and in her mind, the famous declaration of Emperor Roselius flashed through:
"I want everything!"
She had two brothers, so it wasn't her turn to inherit the title and the main property, but as a girl beloved by her parents and brothers, she owned properties, fields, pastures, mines, jewels, stocks, shares and bonds worth 300,000 pounds.
This was the portion of her inheritance, but before her father, Earl Holberne, passed away or before she got married, it was only nominal possession, and she received the corresponding annuity each year.
Even so, she still had an income of 15,000 to 25,000 pounds a year, which was quite impressive among the female nobles of the Kingdom of Ruan.
Of course, as a noble, many necessary expenses were inevitable, especially since she was already receiving the annuity income and couldn't always rely on her parents.
She controlled herself and replied demurely:
"I'm only interested in Emperor Roselius' notes at the moment. I'm a fan of his, and I think the special runes or characters he created have mysterious powers. We just haven't found a way to combine them correctly."
Audrey, you're becoming increasingly hypocritical... She added silently in her heart.
As soon as she finished speaking, a young man in a white shirt and black armor sitting on a nearby chair excitedly agreed:
"Yes! Exactly! I finally met someone who shares the same opinion as me!"
"I'm the owner of those three pages of notes. I can sell them to you right now!"
... Audrey first looked confused, then replied with a smile: "Please allow me to express my gratitude."
She took out two 10-pound notes and handed them to the other person. She received three pages of Roselius Emperor's diary. Of course, no one here knew it was a diary; it was simply referred to as notes.
After getting them, she flipped through them and confirmed that the text was similar to the ones she had previously obtained.
Putting away the diary, she whispered to Hugh and Fors: "If the notes are fake, who can we turn to? Mr. A?"
"Yes, Mr. A doesn't allow any fraud to occur at his gatherings. Well, I can also privately arbitrate for you." Hugh Dillcha eagerly replied.
"I understand," Audrey entered the "spectator" state and began to examine the extraordinary individuals and reserve extraordinary individuals present.
Because of the excitement of that young man earlier, many people noticed this place and were looking at Audrey and Glalintet openly or covertly, but they lacked the penetrating gaze through the hood.
The sofas, chairs, and coffee tables were scattered and faced the blackboard... The material was quite ordinary, indicating that Mr. A, the organizer, was not a noble and was very casual in this regard... Well, with the confidence he showed, he wouldn't deliberately do such a disguise... Audrey turned her eyes and observed calmly.
Mr. A looked at all the ladies and ladies present, and his gaze often lingered on the good-looking ones... He was very lustful... Why did he always look at me? Could she see through the hood's concealment?
At this point, Audrey was startled and felt sick like eating a fly.
But soon, she let it go because she found that Mr. A didn't look at her and the other women...
This indicated that his eyes couldn't directly see through the fabric... His vision was extremely outstanding, like looking closely at me, and in this case, the hood's effect was very small... Audrey watched the others' transactions quietly and grasped part of the situation of the people present.
At this time, Mr. A's attendant came over and whispered to the four of them:
"You can write your demands on paper for me, or during the next break, you can go to the small room and write down the items you want to sell on the blackboard."
Fors sniffed the cigarette and cautiously looked around: "Have you considered the sequence 9 formula you want?"
During these days, she fulfilled her promise and told Audrey and Viscount Glalintet all the sequence pathways information she could understand.
Audrey pretended to think for a moment and said:
"'Audience', I want to be 'audience', well, and the follow-up of 'audience', 'mind reader' as well."
Considering that she would have to frequently contact Fors and Hugh Dillcha in the future, and sooner or later they would discover that she was an extraordinary person and 'audience', she simply took this opportunity to make things clear and completely cover the existence of the Tarot Club.
Although this would cost a lot of money, it was worth it... Audrey silently praised herself.
At the same time, she noticed that Hugh Dillcha would glance at the blackboard from time to time, with both longing and frustration.
"Hugh told me that sequence 8 corresponding to 'Arbitrator' is 'Sheriff'... She is looking at that formula worth 450 pounds? Well, it's obvious that she is very eager for the 'Sheriff' formula..."
"She has been an 'Arbitrator' for over a year and has unconsciously played the role of 'arbitrator' all the time, probably has digested the potion already..."
"All these details indicate that, Hugh, you are short of money!"
While Audrey was making her judgment secretly, Viscount Glalintet made his own choice:
"'Pharmacist', I need the sequence 9 'Pharmacist' formula!"
Feeling the gaze coming from Audrey, Fors, and Hugh, he chuckled and explained: "For me, having health, not fearing most diseases and injuries, is the most important thing!"
"A rational choice, my dream was also to be a pharmacist." Fors sighed and smiled. She had an air of laziness and decadence.
After the decision was made, Audrey and others wrote it down on a piece of paper, handed it to the attendant, and then watched as he walked around, asking each person in turn. They collected many more pieces of paper.
The attendant mixed the papers together and handed them to the colleague in charge of the blackboard, asking him to record the information.
"Need the formula for the 'Audience' and 'Mind Reader' potions. The price will be negotiated face to face..."
Each time a line was written, the attendant would read it aloud three times. If anyone was interested, they would secretly apply for a room and complete the transaction with the attendant's help.
After waiting for a while, Audrey and Glertin still couldn't get any requests for trading, and each of them felt a bit disappointed.
Just then, another attendant came over, leaned close to Audrey, and gave her a folded piece of paper.
"Mr. A gave this to you." The attendant whispered.
Audrey unfolded the paper and glanced at it. It read:
"Do you have an interest in the other sequence 9 formula?"
Audrey disdainfully curled her lips and wrote in the blank space: "I'm only interested in 'Audience'."
She folded the paper again and gave it back to the attendant, watching as he handed it to Mr. A.
Mr. A opened it and glanced at it without saying anything. He still remained silent and calmly observed the members of the gathering.
But Audrey noticed that the paper was quietly burning and turned to ashes, falling to the ground.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and Mr. A said:
"Entering the rest phase, you can freely communicate."
At this time, the young man who sold the Rosel Diary approached Audrey, excitedly saying: "I have cracked out some of the special runes of Emperor Rosel and have engraved them onto my body, obtaining good abilities."
"Are you interested?"
Audrey immediately thought of the Wise Man she had asked before, asking him if the special characters in Emperor Rosel's diary had magical abilities, and the Wise Man's answer was that unless some deity suddenly became interested.
She looked at the young man in front of her, thought for a moment, and tentatively asked: "What good abilities have you obtained?"
The young man excitedly replied:
"I'm stronger and healthier!"
Audrey sympathetically looked at him and said: "I'm sorry, I believe more in my own research."
For the rest of the time, she continued observing this gathering, but didn't gain much useful information. She only roughly judged that there were members with normal occupations such as doctors and lawyers.
Another half an hour passed, and Audrey and the others left here, returned to the earl's villa of Glertin, and stayed until the dance ended.
Around 10 o'clock at night, Audrey returned home and was about to have the maid prepare hot water when suddenly she saw the big dog Susie give her a wink.
It winked at me... Audrey's feeling became complicated at once.