Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 125 Amazing Efficiency
Above the gray fog, in the giant-like palace, Audrey was about to greet him cheerfully as usual, but Alger, the "Hanged Man," gestured and spoke first, "Mr. Fool, I've obtained a total of 19 pages of Russell's diary this time."

19 pages? Not bad, but unfortunately I don't have any corresponding rewards. It's best if you don't ask for anything substantial, so that I can... ahem, exchange knowledge... Klein smiled calmly.

"You can think about what you need now."

After hearing Mr. Fool's answer, Alger humbly responded, "My current memory limit is six pages. Please allow me to give it to you in several installments."

Brother, take a break and don't be so diligent. Philip, who witnessed the "Hanged Man" materializing the diary page by page, pulled the corner of his mouth, then restrained it in an instant, trying his best to make himself appear not too bitter.

If Mr. Fool gets what he wants, the next treatment of the Tarot Club members will depend on the kindness of this deity and whether they are of sufficient use.

To outsiders, this was merely an expression of admiration or surprise at Alger's ability to collect so many diaries, and no one would think too much of it.

Audrey was the only spectator who noticed something was amiss. However, because her attention was not on Philip at first, she did not have time to observe other information.

Soon, the six-page diary was completed and passed into Klein's hands. The Tarot Club members had already begun to wait quietly and skillfully. Philip, who had only glanced at it for a few seconds, looked away with a sense of regret and relief.

Although he didn't see the details clearly, from the content he caught a glimpse of with his peripheral vision, he saw that several pages overlapped with the ones he had read. These overlapping diaries definitely had nothing to do with what Mr. Fool wanted.

The level of quality doesn't match.

However, Mr. "The Hanged Man" did a good thing this time. At least he did not use his body to block Philip's vision, so that Philip could not even read the diary. Of course, it is also possible that he did not think that Philip could understand these diaries at all.

As the reading session concluded, facing Mr. Fool's gaze, Alger leaned forward slightly and said, "Mr. Fool, I don't have anything special I want right now. Can I save it for later?"

Klein said with an unchanging smile, "Okay."

After the exchange, Alger turned his head and looked at "Temperance" Philip beside him, frowning slightly, his tone revealing a complex expression.

"Qilingos is dead. Someone in Backlund has collected a bounty on his head, worth nearly thirty thousand pounds."

Although the sentence used was a statement, everyone present could hear that this was a question about whether Qi Lingos's death was caused by Philip, or the team behind Philip.

It seems Sharon and Maric have successfully received the bounty, but they may need to stay out of the spotlight for the time being. I won't contact them for the time being. Facing the gazes of everyone, especially the Fool, Philip's heart tensed for a moment, then he nodded calmly and said:
"Yes, we did it."

Mr. Temperance admitted that he had a team behind him, most likely members of the Temperance faction. To kill Qilingos, at least a Sequence Five was needed. Alger suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

Unsurprisingly, as one of the first members of the Tarot Club, he was at the forefront overall. However, now, "Temperance" had also reached the level of a mid-sequence extraordinary person, and had the support of at least a sequence five person behind him.

Combining the two, he found that his original reliance on dominance among the members was gradually becoming ineffective, not to mention that the other party was also hunting Qilingos!
Thirty thousand pounds. Even if "Moderation" gets three points, no, even if it's only one-sixth, 5000 pounds is not far from the cost of advancing to Sequence Six. It's hard for me to catch up now. Alger shook his head secretly and said,
"Regarding the movements of the Rose School you requested, I have been investigating these days. To my surprise, they seem to have disappeared from the face of the earth. There is no movement at all." "What do you mean?"

Philip asked in surprise.

Alger pondered for a moment, then said, "I've returned to the sea. Based on what I've seen recently, I have reason to suspect that the Rose School's forces in Loen have either returned to the southern continent or are wandering around the sea."

"As a reward for killing Qilingos, this level of intelligence is clearly not enough. If you need it, I will continue investigating. If you don't, you can request something else."

He turned his head and looked at Audrey. "Miss Justice, your intelligence was very helpful earlier. That's an indisputable fact. We could have left Qilingos there. But it doesn't matter."

"In return, I've obtained the extraordinary material you requested: the complete pituitary gland of an adult seven-colored lizard dragon. It will be delivered to you later through the sacrificial ritual Mr. Fool mentioned last time."

Audrey raised the corner of her mouth softly, and nodded reservedly and elegantly.
"Ok."

Alger and Audrey simultaneously looked at the Fool. Seeing the latter nod slightly in agreement, Alger looked back at Philip. "I've already got the formula for the 'Monster' potion. In return, I can give it to you for free."

Finally got it. Mr. Hanged Man's work efficiency over the past two weeks has been astonishing. What kind of magic does Qilingos have over him? Hmm. Philip thought about it and realized that he didn't have to worry about his livelihood for the time being, so he gave up the idea of taking advantage of this small profit of three or four hundred pounds.

"I would like to know the reason why the Rose School did this, as well as the formula for the 'monster' potion. How much will it cost me?"

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it." Alger's expression and movements remained unchanged. He nodded and said, "As for this potion formula, it's 320 pounds. Just pay it to the usual place."

Philip also agreed.

Then, his eyes flicked between Alger and Audrey. After thinking for a moment, he spoke first, "Mr. Hanged Man, how is your potion digesting?"

Alger frowned slightly, then a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Are you planning to sell me the Beyonder properties of the Wind-Favored One?"

"In fact, there's more to it than that." Philip smiled and spread out his hands. "We've already obtained the Beyonder characteristics and the potion formula. As for asking if you want to buy it, that's my personal idea. After all, you might be a suitable buyer."

"Mr. Hanged Man, what do you mean?"

I mean, haha. Faced with the temptation of the extraordinary characteristics and the potion formula packaged in front of him, Alger was inevitably tempted, but after experiencing the initial joy and excitement, the emotion that immediately arose in his mind was worry.

Fate brought the opportunity to him.

But he doesn't have enough chips to keep it!
(End of this chapter)