Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 16 Mr. C
As the light of the crimson star rapidly faded, Roger regained consciousness.

He was still in his underground workshop, everything was normal, even Bandit hadn't left yet.

"...That card is for you to learn to read, not for you to squat."

Roger's mouth twitched, and he lifted the Bandit, which had almost turned into a rectangular block, from the card.

"It's already four o'clock before I know it. I have to go see Vincent."

Previously, Roger had taken the initiative to find Heinz Vincent and expressed his desire to use his connections to join the Extraordinary Gathering.

Of course, this was almost an explicit statement of his identity as a Beyonder.

This didn't matter to Roger. He was not afraid of possible contamination. After all, his goal was to join the Aurora Society.

But I don't know what's going on in Heinz Vincent's brain. After knowing this, he seemed to think that Roger was showing his sincerity. He became more enthusiastic towards the latter and even said that he would "introduce some friends to him."

Roger didn't say anything and agreed. After all, his top priority now was to obtain the last Elf Dark Leaf.

The "Conspicuous Pack" mainly affects the emotional field and has little effect on improving direct combat power, which makes Roger feel vaguely anxious.

As long as he can prepare the "Noisy One" potion, his strength will definitely increase significantly!

Roger put on his new coat, a new gray wide-brimmed hat, and went out carrying his briefcase and a cane without silver inlay.

Because Heinz Vincent had told him that masks were required at this gathering of Extraordinary People, Roger also temporarily replaced these personal belongings that clearly showed his personal style.

Ever since he became famous at the previous dinner, Roger became famous in Tingen.

Many people went to the fortune-telling club to ask him for divination, and some even publicly expressed their willingness to bid. According to Ms. Angelica, "8 soli is simply limiting the imagination of these rich people."

When you are famous, you are prone to gossip. Anyway, Roger has already paid off the debt owed to the fortune-telling club, so he plans to stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

On the other hand, he was also reluctant to raise the price of his divination too high, as this might seem like he was ruining the business of Heinus Vincent and Klein.

Especially since the latter is in urgent need of digesting the "Fortune Teller" potion, Roger does not want to delay Mr. Fool's deification.

"Hey, Klein, today is a great day."

Seeing Klein just at the door, Roger greeted him warmly.

"Metus, it's great to see you. Why didn't you bring Bandit today?"

Klein glanced at Roger's empty shoulders and asked with a smile.

"I'm going to have dinner with a friend, and the restaurant doesn't allow pets."

Roger lied casually.

Perhaps influenced by the previous Tarot Club, Klein's tone was clearly filled with good intentions when he mentioned Bandit this time.

"Yeah, that's right, Meters."

Klein changed the subject: "Thank you for the business you introduced me to earlier. I'd like to invite you to my house for dinner tomorrow night. I'll cook for you myself."

"It's my honor." Roger took off his hat and put it on his chest, bowing slightly.

After bidding farewell to Klein, Roger boarded a public carriage and headed towards the suburbs.

Apparently, in order to avoid scrutiny from the Nighthawks, the Mechanical Heart, and the Mandated Punishers, the gathering was deliberately arranged in a less densely populated area near the university district.

Of course, this is also very consistent with the style of the "Aurora Society".

At about 4:50 pm, Roger arrived at the designated location.

Following his memory, he made many turns and walked along an underground passage, and finally saw Heinz Vincent, who was wearing a classical black robe and had heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Vincent."

After greeting the other party, Roger followed the latter's instructions and continued to walk deeper underground through an inconspicuous secret door.

On the way, both of them took out a mask and put it on.

Roger wore a brown owl mask, while Hanes Vincent wore a fox mask. This passage seemed to be some abandoned underground fortification under Tingen, and it was quite dim.

After passing several forks in the road and walking for about 5 minutes, the two of them finally saw the light.

In front of me was a rather spacious round room with several bright gas lamps on the walls. Many men and women wearing various masks were already sitting inside.

Many of them were chatting in low voices, while others were silent.

In the first few seconds after entering the room, Roger clearly felt that many eyes were looking at him, passing by Hans Vincent.

Most people returned to the discussion after a brief distraction, but a few of them lingered on something for unusually long periods of time, as if they were examining it intently.

This also included a tall man wearing a goat mask sitting at the top of the table.

He knew that these should be members of the "Aurora Society". As for the "goat mask", Roger judged that he should be the organizer of this party.

But he remained unmoved and found an empty seat to sit down with Vincent.

Through the owl mask, Roger squinted at a blackboard on the wall with many words written on it with white chalk. Next to it stood a thin figure wearing a puppet mask and a gray suit.

The blackboard was filled with information about the demand for spiritual materials, potion recipes, and other rare items, as well as the corresponding sales information.

Among them, Roger even discovered the need for a potion formula for the Apprentice Path Sequence 8 "Master of Magic".

"If there's anything you want to buy or sell, you can register it."

Vincent coughed lightly, which attracted the attention of the waiter wearing a puppet mask.

The latter came forward and handed Roger and Vincent paper and pen, asking them to write down their demands.

"Requirement: One Elf Dark Leaf."

"sell:
"Sequence 9 'Apprentice' potion formula, 250 pounds.

"Sequence 8 'Master of Magic' potion formula, 450 pounds."

In fact, Roger didn't want to sell the potion formula at first, but considering that he wanted to buy a magical item by the way, he decided to exchange it for some cash first.

I just don't know if the extraordinary person who wants the formula of the "Master of Magic" potion is willing to pay this price.

Roger handed the paper in his hand to the waiter wearing a puppet mask, and Vincent also wrote something and handed it to him.

After a while, the waiter came back again and leaned over to whisper in Roger's ear.

"Sir, someone wants your 'Master of Tricks' potion formula and agrees to your asking price."

"No one wants the 'Apprentice' formula?"

Although Roger was a little disappointed, it was still a good thing to be able to cash out 450 pounds right now.

He nodded, wrote down the recipe of "Magic Master" truthfully, and handed it to the waiter. After a while, the waiter came back and brought 450 pounds in cash.

"It's nice to have money, isn't it?"

Hans Vincent joked that he had not expected that Roger would earn 450 gold pounds right after he came on board.

Roger chuckled and said nothing more.

After a while, Roger suddenly saw the man wearing the goat mask call the waiter over and say a few words, and then the waiter walked straight towards him as if he had no hesitation.

"Sir, the organizer of the meeting, Mr. C, can provide you with the Elf Dark Leaf. You only need to pay 10 gold pounds."

"Mr. C?"

Roger was slightly stunned when he heard the name.

"Could this be the divine messenger from Ahowa County?"

(End of this chapter)