Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 152 Level 1 Sealed Artifact
Audrey thought that Mr. "Fate" would think about problems for her. After all, Mr. "Fate" is a generous, benevolent god, and always takes good care of the members of the Tarot Society.

But she didn't expect that Mr. "Fate" directly peeped into fate for her, and told her that she would get a chance in the psychological alchemy meeting!
"I'm sorry, Mister Fool, please allow me to praise Destiny in your kingdom of God." Audrey stuck out her tongue silently in her heart, feeling happy.

She raised the hem of her skirt falsely again, and said seriously:

"Thank you, Mister 'Fate', I think your suggestion must be my biggest gain today."

"You're welcome, Miss Justice." Lewis responded with a faint smile.

He has obtained money from Audrey a lot, and when facing big customers, he will naturally not be stingy with some necessary reminders.

Klein carefully analyzed the situation of the Psychological Alchemy Association, and even thought about it, but when "Fate" spoke, he felt that he had wasted his thinking time.

In the face of the existence that peeks at fate, any weighing of pros and cons seems foolish.

Coughing lightly, Klein added in a leisurely tone:
"In the Psychological Alchemy Society, there are some people that the church has inserted, such as the informant of the Punisher, the informant of the Nighthawks, you have to know how to hide and cover yourself.

If you get stuck, you can ask for help in Tarot. "

Audrey saluted again, and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Mister Fool."

After getting the advice she wanted, Audrey didn't rush to end the private communication, but instead said:

"Mr. Fool, I memorized another two pages of Roselle's diary."

"Very good." Klein knocked on the edge of the long bronze table in relief, and helped Miss Justice manifest the diary.

However, when the diary was in his hand, his eyes suddenly froze.

Because, today's Russell's diary was all he had seen at the Russell Memorial Exhibition before, and it was just the various complaints and novel experiences of Russell's early travels, which had no practical value.

With the end of the individual communication, the members of the Tarot Society began to communicate.

"The Hanged Man" Alger looked around, and said as if he had already written a plan:

"I recently received an investigation mission. I don't know if you have any corresponding clues."

"The Church of the Eternal Sun once transported a level 1 sealed item from Intis to Loen, but two years ago, the sealed item was robbed by pirates, and the person who transported the sealed item also disappeared."

"A Level 1 Sealed Artifact? Two years ago?" Lewis's mind began to become active. Level 1 Sealed Artifacts are quite rare. If they are formed from Extraordinary characteristics, the corresponding sequence should be Sequence Four or Sequence Three, which is half God level abilities.

These pirates are really generous. How dare they intercept the sealed artifacts of the Orthodox Church... Lewis sighed silently.

Seeing that no one could provide clues, Alger temporarily gave up the request, and he said instead:
"You can try to collect the potion formula of 'Wind Blessed', and I will give you absolutely satisfactory rewards."

I have... Lewis almost blurted it out, but he just smiled, a gentle, polite smile.

In order to maintain his composure, after the event, he would ask his "Blessed One" to trade, and pray for the "Fool" to pass on the potion formula of "The Blessed One".

……

As the party ended, Lewis returned to reality again, the sealed spiritual wall was lifted, and the wind blowing in from the blinds swirled and stirred.

He took out his cane, let his figure blend into the darkness, and then prayed to "The Fool", and explained that he had the potion formula of "The Blessed One" in his hand, and hoped to reach this agreement with Mr. "The Hanged Man" trade.

In the end, the formula of "The Blessed One" was sold at a price of 2000 pounds.

……

Kern Wharf is an official wharf of Enmat Port. It is generally controlled by the Loen government. Occasionally, the military will handle local affairs, which is relatively safe.

The sea breeze at night is slightly cold, and the crimson moon is coldly reflected in the sea water, with a kind of hazy beauty.

Lewis borrowed the power of his cane to hide in the shadows, his hearing and senses turned on to monitor every move in the vicinity.

So far, the vicinity of the pier has been very quiet, only the sound of rats tearing things up, rustling, and occasionally screaming.

About ten minutes later, near 11 o'clock at night, Lewis heard footsteps, and a man with black hair and brown eyes was naturally outlined in his mind.

The man was wearing a cloak, hiding his physical features under the cloak. It was obvious that the person who appeared was Bazel, and no one else came.

Bazel was walking in the dark pier, he stopped and stopped, and finally found the spot he had agreed with Lewis, looking around.

Seeing that Lewis hadn't come yet, he murmured in his heart:
That gentleman must not be afraid to come, if this is the case, tonight's operation can almost be declared a failure.

With my own ability, it is basically impossible to rescue Miss Stephanie from the pirates and gangsters.

Bazel lowered his head, looking a little lonely. He had done everything he could, and he only hoped to rescue Stephanie.

Suddenly, a hand patted him from behind, Bazel turned his head away in horror, and then panic turned into surprise.

Lewis' figure gradually emerged from the shadows, like a ghost, leaving no trace.

All these performances tell of Lewis' extraordinaryness.

"Mr. Lewis, I have handed over the 'Bitter Sea Serpent's Disaster' to Mr. Paul, and he will hand it over to you tomorrow." Bazel did not dare to bring the item directly. This is the item for the transaction and his only bargaining chip .

"I see. Next, you follow me and don't think about making any small moves, otherwise I will consider sinking you into the shallow sea." Lewis deliberately warned.

He has always been uneasy about the members of the Church of the Storm, otherwise he would not have chosen to let Bazel follow him.

The two hid on the spot, and as soon as the morning arrived, a small mast sailboat sailed from the dark sea and finally docked on the shore.

Borrowing his good hearing, Lewis could hear someone stepping on the pier, they were talking about the human trade, and they were discussing to go for a while after the deal was completed.

In the shadows, Lewis approached the mast sailing ship. He tried hard to control his body so that he would not make a sound when he walked.

Soon, he approached the trading place.

With the help of his spirit vision, Lewis probably had a clear understanding of the number of people present. The total number of people on both sides did not exceed ten, and almost all of these people were low-sequence transcendents.

That Sequence Six "Grey Wolf" didn't seem to be here, which made this operation much less difficult.

(End of this chapter)