Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 75 The Eye of the Heart

After the waiter announced his two requests, Philip found a nearby chair and sat down, waiting for other people's transaction requests.

But the others didn't wait, but a few minutes later, he saw the waiter next to Mr. A, who handed him a folded note, "This is for you from Mr. A."

Well, I won’t be cursed after opening it, will I? Philip hesitated for a moment with the note in his hand, and finally unfolded it while the waiter was waiting, ready to see what the organizer of the party wanted to say.

The beautiful handwriting appears before your eyes:
"Related ritual information, 100 pounds."

"Besides that, I have an extraordinary item with the 'Psychologist' property, which happens to have the 'Calming' effect. I wonder if you have the ability and interest to negotiate a price with me and buy it?"

Even if it was just a hook to lure people into fishing, the bait was tempting enough. As expected of a Sequence 5 Beyonder, both requirements were met. Philip wrote his agreement to negotiate on the blank space on the paper, folded the paper again, and handed it back to the waiter, asking him to take it to Mr. A.

Mr. A took the paper, and his slender fingers, which were faintly visible, stroked its surface. Then he completely put the white paper into his black robe and disappeared to an unknown place.

Then he stood up and walked calmly towards a small room under the gaze of everyone present, which caused a lot of discussion.

Two or three minutes later, when everyone had turned their attention elsewhere, the waiter came to Philip again, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice, "Please follow me, Mr. A is waiting for you."

Philip followed him and walked in the opposite direction from where Mr. A had just left. Behind him was a waiter, leading a man who was sitting in a corner and was also wearing a hooded robe.

Several people went up the stairs to the second floor and stopped in front of a bedroom door. The two waiters and the man stood quietly by the door, with no intention of going in.

Strange. Although Philip was puzzled, at this point, he was no longer timid. He put his hand on the door handle and pushed the door open and walked in.

Click——

The bedroom door opened in response.

In the light of the kerosene lamp, Philip squinted his eyes and found the man in the black robe sitting on the edge of the bed. It was Mr. A who had entered other rooms on the first floor but appeared here for some reason.

Is it a secret passage or an extraordinary ability? As he walked into the room, he thought so, closed the bedroom door, walked in silently, and came in front of the other person.

Mr. A looked at Philip, his tone surprisingly soft and gentle, even somewhat feminine, as he gave him a condescending look.
"I happen to have a rare and extraordinary item called the 'Mind's Eye'. Using it, I can use specific language, actions, and media to exert psychological influence on others, causing them to unconsciously comply with arrangements or forget something."

"It also possesses the 'comfort' you need, or the 'psychoanalysis' ability. It can help Beyonders on the brink of losing control regain their sanity and escape dangerous situations. It can also calm patients who are mentally unstable for various reasons and enable communication."

"In addition, it can also use language to guide the other party into a semi-sleeping state when they are relaxed, thereby directly communicating with their mental body. You can call this 'mind reading'."

"And the simplest use is, just put it on and you can enter the 'audience' state. Haha, in this case, you are the 'audience'."

"The side effects are equally simple. Each time it's used, it will cause a temporary decrease in the user's vision. Excessive use can even lead to blindness. So, it's best to limit it to twelve times a day. No, ideally, ten times." Psychological suggestion, soothing, mind reading—a full ten opportunities to use it daily. Philip's heart fluttered, but to prevent the other party from using this as an excuse to raise the price, he suppressed his urge and asked, "How much should I pay for it?"

In response, Mr. A chuckled:
"Even though I don't need it very often, I still use the power of the Mind's Eye sometimes. I'm afraid you'll have to pay me 3200 pounds before I give it up."

"no problem."

Faced with this extraordinary item that would clearly cost him a fortune, Philip didn't hesitate and immediately agreed. He then added, "Including the specific ritual information for summoning spiritual beings and contracting them as messengers, 3300 pounds."

There are extraordinary items of this level, but many times you can’t buy what you want even if you have money. At this moment, this “Eye of the Mind” is undoubtedly one that you cannot miss!
He calmly opened the suitcase, counted out 3300 pounds in cash from the blind spot hidden by his hooded robe, and handed it directly to the other party.

"No problem." Mr. A's words were obviously accompanied by a smile. He did not even hide his fair and slender fingers. He directly took out a pair of silver-rimmed monocles and a manuscript filled with writing from under his black robe and handed them to Philip.

"You've proven your sincerity and ability. If necessary, you can let us know the location later. We'll invite you when our party is about to start."

He knew I was an outsider. Philip's heart skipped a beat, and he carefully put away the "Eye of the Heart" and the manuscript. After bowing slightly to show his respect, he turned around and left the bedroom under the gaze of Mr. A and went down to the first floor.

Philip then left the address of his one-bedroom apartment in the East District with the waiter and immediately left the party.

Not long after, Mr. A also walked out of the small room that was hidden from view, sat back on the single sofa, and looked at the members at the party quietly and silently.

11:30 pm.

After paying for a carriage rental and traveling to the East District and Bridge District transfer points, Philip returned home with peace of mind only after confirming that no one was following him and that he had not left any information that could be used for divination.

He lit the gas lamp in the room under the crimson moonlight, sat on the sofa in the warm and stable light, took out his silver-rimmed monocle, and immediately looked for materials to prepare for divination.

After being promoted to "Werewolf", he mastered many convenient dark spells. For example, although he mainly used blood as a medium to divine the location and information of others, he could also rival the divination of "Fortune Teller" in other aspects, and most importantly, inject his own toxins into the target, thereby creating werewolf servants with extremely short lifespan but powerful strength.

After confirming the safety and effectiveness of the "Eye of the Heart", Philip finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the bay window at the gas lights illuminating the street and the red moon hanging high in the sky.

As the crimson moonlight shone into his eyes, his brain, which was originally filled with fatigue, was suddenly attacked by hunger and desire. Scarlet spots clung to it, and his heart suddenly felt a thirst for blood.

Phew. Here it comes again.

Philip closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and put on the "Eye of the Heart" he had just bought, which was the silver-rimmed monocle, without any intention of indulging in the influence of the "Werewolf" potion.

The moment he put it on, his mind suddenly moved strangely, as if countless bubbles were rising in it and then quickly burst, calmly and gently suppressing all kinds of emotions, as if he had never been involved in them.

Is this the "audience" state?
(End of this chapter)