Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 38 Sealed Artifact

Upon hearing this, Dunn's deep grey eyes flickered slightly, and he replied calmly, "The possibility isn't great, but it's not impossible."

So that's it. Klein didn't know whether to be thankful or regretful. After all, if this was the case, there wouldn't be another busy day like this in the future. However, the next potion formula through the "Fortune Teller" path was nowhere to be found.

Maybe I can ask Philip to entrust it to the Tarot Club. Well, it seems that it can only be entrusted to Mr. "The Hanged Man", but the other party's sequence is obviously not very high, I don't know if it can be collected.

Never mind, there's still time.

As the conversation between the two ended, they completely entered the underground trading market, which was about the same size as a tiered classroom in a school on Earth. The people coming and going and the stalls brought back his past memories.

Suddenly, Klein's gaze swept across a corner, and a thin man with scarlet eyes caught his attention.

There were only a few items on the other party's stall, but Klein had no way to compare them with any of the extraordinary materials he had previously learned about, which was enough to show how unpopular these items were.

As for the customers coming and going, some were intimidated by the stall owner's aura and hesitated, while others left immediately after asking about the price with a strong reaction.

Klein frowned and glanced at the silent figure beside him, shrouded in a black robe. After a few seconds of hesitation, he said to Dunn, "Captain, there seems to be something wrong with those two."

Dunn Smith didn't answer. Instead, he pulled him to a secluded corner where they wouldn't notice him. Then he murmured, "I seem to have seen some of these materials before. Klein, try divination now to determine the danger of those two."

Because of his studies these days, Klein had developed the habit of carrying a pen and parchment with him. Using Dunn's cover, he quickly wrote the divination statement on the parchment:
"Those two are dangerous."

He then took out the yellow crystal ball pendant from his left wrist cuff, hovered it two centimeters above the parchment, and silently recited the divination words:

"Those two are dangerous."

"Those two are dangerous."

After silently reciting this seven times, Klein opened his eyes and saw the topaz pendant spinning clockwise. The amplitude and speed were extremely terrifying. It could even be said to be the most serious answer he had obtained in recent times!
His pupils shrank slightly, and he turned to look at Dunn, his tone full of unconcealed worry, "Captain, the danger is great, really great."

In order to prevent the other party from misjudging the strength of both sides and having the idea of seeking death themselves, Klein had to emphasize it and once again divined a new sentence structure to prove that the two people were extraordinary people.

Considering Dunn's severe divination results, the two opponents were very likely to be Sequence 7 Beyonders, and the possibility of Sequence 6 was not ruled out.

Dunn's deep eyes remained unchanged. He looked down at Klein, patted his shoulder, then reached into his pocket, pulled out his pipe, and handed it to him. "Here, take this."

"Later, return to Blackthorn Security Company and call 'Midnight Poet' Siga Teron, who should have returned from his patrol. Also call Lawrence and have him verify my guess. Then, go to Leonard and request a Sealed Artifact, 2-105."

"A Level 2 Sealed Artifact, but you're here?" Klein asked in surprise as he took the pipe.

"The situation is urgent, and we should have been more cautious, but we're not completely sure. I'll be in charge of keeping an eye on them, and all you have to do is bring Xijia and Lawrence to provide support."

"Use your pipe to divine my location." Dunn withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket. He glanced into the distance and waved his hand, signaling Klein to act immediately. He murmured softly, "Hurry up! I have a bad feeling."

The man in the black windbreaker was as serious as usual, but Klein, who had long since adapted to the situation, couldn't help but feel the pressure again.

He nodded stiffly, then turned around and took a few steps, trying not to show any urgency, but his consciousness still involuntarily longed to get to the exit immediately.

Will the divination results be wrong?
Two Sequence 7 Beyonders.
Klein's hand kept groping for the pipe in his pocket, as if this could make him feel a little more at ease and allow him to focus on the road and avoid making a fool of himself from his scattered thoughts.

He kept thinking, if the result was indeed like this, then the most likely origin of these two extraordinary people would be obvious - the Rose School!
According to the incident mentioned by Philip in the Tarot Club, the Rose School's influence in the Kingdom of Loen is concentrated in Ahowa County, and several of them came to Tingen City?

Unfortunately, there was no way to ask the captain right now. He could only quietly ask Philip later. Klein unconsciously quickened his pace and had already returned to the billiard room.

The two people playing billiards with smiles on their faces didn't care about his departure. His originally tense heart relaxed a little. He held his breath again, broke through the invisible blockade of the bar's smell, came to the outside world, got on a rented carriage, and headed quickly towards the security company.

The underground trading market of the Dragon Bar.

After two days of fruitless sitting, Taier propped up his chin with his hand. His crimson eyes were filled with resentment as he whispered, "Garbage, garbage, all of this is garbage!"

He was a Sequence 7 Beyonder, and now he was willing to go to this shabby place where the price of all the goods added up was not even as high as his own value. It was simply a waste of his life.

"Idiot, get out of here, I'll do it." Jason, the "zombie" who was listening to his complaints, finally couldn't bear it anymore, walked up and pushed him aside, then sat down steadily next to the stall.

Seeing this, Tyer's body relaxed slightly, but he snorted coldly on the surface. He pretended to be somewhat dissatisfied and sat nearby, watching the passers-by. His tone unconsciously calmed down:
"How long until the full moon?"

Jason, with the exception of the lower half of his face, was completely hidden beneath a large, classical black robe. His lips moved slightly, "According to the lunar calendar, there are still twenty days."

"Twenty days." Tyr narrowed his eyes, his breathing became a little heavy, and his right hand tightly grasped his left wrist to cover the few black hairs that had just grown.

After a long moment, the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing his deep white teeth. "Perhaps there's no need to wait for the full moon. I seem to have discovered something."

Hearing this, Jason raised his head in confusion, half-lifted his hood, revealing his cold, pale face. His icy gaze swept around, ultimately stopping at only a few places.

Finally he had to ask, "What?"

Tyr, however, began to gather up the extraordinary materials on his stall. "You weren't paying attention just now, so you didn't notice, but someone has been watching us from earlier. Ha, how stupid! At least follow the flow of people."

Jason's cold eyes swept over him again after hearing this, narrowing slightly for more than ten seconds, "Him?"

(End of this chapter)