Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 112 Result
As for the potion formula, the combination of "The Singer" and "The Prayer" can be put on hold for now, and if it is not necessary, the idea should be completely abandoned. After all, Philip is not sure about the background of the seller who sold the "Prayer" formula before.

If they were from the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun, they would likely be targeted if they did so. Rashly offending a church was the most unwise choice, even if that church was unable to preach in the Kingdom of Loen due to the huge conflict with the Church of the Lord of Storms.

So it can only be a "warrior".

It was just a Sequence 9 potion formula. Even if there were members of the Church of the God of War at the gathering, they probably wouldn't take it seriously. After all, it was too common.

As for the "Ember" spell.
If you can make money, sometimes you don't need to hide it, but the biggest problem is that the effect of this talisman is actually immediate, which means that its greatest use is actually to deal with emergencies, such as when members of the Temperance Faction faced the Full Moon Curse.

It would be great if there were other people who had suffered from curses and madness for a long time and were relatively trustworthy. While thinking about this, Philip tried to write his words on the paper provided by the waiter.

When the break, during which free discussion was allowed, was over, he saw the two items on the blackboard that he had just submitted had been added:

"Sequence 9 'Warrior' formula, 220 pounds."

"It can help others cleanse their negative emotions and suppress their loss of control and madness to a certain extent. 20 pounds."

However, these two sentences did not cause any reaction. The party was still going on as if it was pregnant with noise, but in fact it was being held in silence. The words on the blackboard that had not been erased would fall into silence as they were removed by the waiter and would be tidied up and used for the next party.

Philip had no interest or thoughts in this matter. He had already left here and boarded a rented carriage heading to the East District of Backlund.

East District
Philip thought about the letter he received after arriving in the East District at noon, apart from the invitation to the party. His heart, which had calmed down during this period, became a little depressed again.

The letter was from Admisol.

After meeting each other in the agreed upon way, Admisoel and Philip had already established contact through correspondence, which was completed before going to Tingen.

If Mr. "The Hanged Man" still doesn't get the formula for the "Monster" next week, I will try to acquire it myself, so that I can have normal contact with Admisol, make him my believer, and do more things. Philip leaned back in his chair and exhaled silently.

The content of the letter was very simple. Admisol now worked in the East District. His experience in Tingen City allowed him to integrate into the city almost perfectly, and he made friends with many of the same workers and even homeless people.

And just the day before yesterday, one of them disappeared. No matter how we looked for him in any place he might have gone, we found nothing. It was as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

The man's friend could not accept the police's perfunctory attitude, so he did not go to work for the past two days and tried hard to search for him, but he also lost his trace last night.

If that were all, there would be no need to report for the time being. However, when Admisol and several others went there and found that the latter was missing, he was in the room and sensed the danger lurking in the dark through his terrifying inspiration.

One person a day, a match for the "creeping hunger." But even if it were truly him, I'd be hard-pressed to discover him, unless fate favored me—no, fate was unfortunate. Philip pulled his lips together, using self-deprecation to ease his fear. Mr. Azik was restrained by Ince, unable to come and crush him. Mr. Fool's followers were nowhere to be found, just like the members of the Tarot Club, and they were unreliable. The messenger hadn't yet reached Sequence 6, so he could only provide assistance.

The only option seems to be Maric.

Although I haven't tried it before, if I just pass the message to Maric in the name of "Ember", it will only take one minute, no, thirty seconds. Thirty seconds is enough for me to enter the shadow world.

If the latter is at the Brave Man Bar in the Bridge District, it will only take a few minutes to reach the East District at a speed comparable to that of a steam train.

Assuming Qilingos only possesses "Creeping Hunger" and the abilities of multiple Beyonders of the same level, after using "Bloodthirsty Heart" for three minutes, can I hold on for the rest of the time? Philip pinched his chin and looked at the red moon outside the car window, his expression surprisingly calm.

The answer is, you can try.

Philip, who received Admisol's letter, bought a round-trip subway ticket for the biological toxin bottle and flame gloves, which he did not usually carry with him, and brought them back to the base in the East District. In other words, he was now in the strongest state he could reach.

The probability of Qilingos attacking me is actually quite low. If that were to happen, I should be grateful for the opportunity God has given me. Stay calm, stay calm.
Thoughts kept popping up in Philip's mind. He used the most dangerous possibilities to speculate on the next situation and found that the possibility of his plan succeeding needed to be further improved.

If Qilingos really targeted him, he would not be able to survive for even thirty seconds, let alone one minute. It would be best if he could survive for less than ten seconds. Moreover, he would not be able to completely lose his ability to move during this period and would need to maneuver.

hiss~
This is just a high-risk, high-reward thing, but it doesn't mean I have to do it. Is there any way to be more stable? Philip stroked his forehead, tapping it lightly with his fingers. His frown slowly relaxed under the cover of the night. He then said to the coachman:
"Sorry, I need to change my destination to Iron Gate Street in the Belland Bridge area."

Tiemen Street, Brave Man Bar.

Philip took off his hood in the carriage, and after discussing the renewal process with the driver, he pushed open the wooden door of the bar and came to this brightly lit and noisy place.

Caspas was standing in front of the "Dog Catches Mouse" arena with his arms crossed. When he saw Philip, he limped out of the crowd, walked up to him, and said in a low voice:
"You've come just in time. Maric has something to tell you. Let's go to the usual place."

Is this the result of the discussion?

Philip suddenly felt uneasy. If Maric and Sharon were unwilling to accept the commission to deal with Qilingos, no matter how much he coveted the pirate admiral's bounty and "creeping hunger", he had to choose to protect himself.

He walked into the chess and card room where Maric was sitting, surrounded by several zombies.

Hearing the door open, he raised his head and met Philip's gaze. He then said, his gaze fixed on him, "If you want to deal with Qilingos, Sharon and I will help. You can take the 'Creeping Hunger' and other items, but Qilingos's bounty and his Beyonder characteristics belong to us."

(End of this chapter)