Mystery: The Last Shepherd

Chapter 401 The members of the Tarot Club are quite wealthy.

“Grigory is very rare now. I don’t know what price the Earl will sell it for, probably close to 1000 pounds. In addition, I will charge a middleman fee of 50 pounds. No, 100 pounds.”

"[The Moon]" Emlyn White continued speaking to Luzer.

"can."

Luze now has over ten thousand pounds in cash, and the main material for the "Black Knight" is basically secured, so he doesn't mind spending a little more money. "Also, help me ask around within your clan to see who is willing to sell the Shadow Knight's Black Liquid."

He thought for a moment and then said to the other party, "The exchange of cash and goods can be accomplished by offering sacrifices to Mr. Fool."

After obtaining the fool's consent, he presented the corresponding ritual to the other party on parchment.

Although the Moon was surprised by this, he didn't pay much attention to it and instead looked past the tall little Sun at the Hanged Man.

"Has that extraordinary item made with 'judge characteristics' been sold?"

he asks.

"It's already been sold."

"The Hanged Man," Alger said earnestly.

"Then give me 3500 pounds, as we agreed before."

"It's not 3500 pounds, it's 8000 pounds."

Alger interrupted him.

Ok?
Lu Ze was slightly taken aback, but immediately understood what the other party meant. "You've saved up enough cash to buy the Wind Chosen One's potion recipe and extraordinary properties?"

As they had agreed, these two items totaled £4500. Adding the £3500 for goods, his cash had successfully reached £19600, nearly £20,000. If he worked like this six more times, he could buy his own head.

Seeing the Hanged Man nod in agreement, Lu Ze said, "I can give you the potion recipe now. As for the main ingredients, I will give them to you through Mr. Fool after the gathering. You'd better have the money ready too."

"it is good."

"The Hanged Man," Alger said in a deep voice, barely suppressing his excitement.

Finally, I am about to advance to Sequence 6 and enter the ranks of the mid-sequence extraordinary! Although I am not as good as [Temperance], I am still one of the best among my peers in the Church of Storms.

He took the parchment that Lu Ze had conjured, eagerly read the information on it, and memorized it.

"Any news about the fruit of the Elder Tree or the blood of the Mirror Dragon?"

Seeing that the two had completed their transaction and were not planning to speak again, Audrey, the "Justice" NPC, looked around and said...

After experiencing the death of a friend and the "Great Smog," she finally strengthened her resolve and determined to continue striving for advancement. Only by advancing further in the extraordinary world could she better protect her family, protect more innocent people, and ensure that her actions truly lived up to her codename.

"Have."

"[Moon] Emlyn replied that their vampire clan holds regular gatherings during which they trade materials just like ordinary extraordinary beings. "The fruit of the Elder Tree is between 600 and 700 pounds, and 1 milliliter of Mirror Dragon blood is 2 pounds. In addition, I will charge 100 pounds."

"no problem."

[Justice] Audrey was delighted by the good news. Mr. [Moon]'s price was fair, and his request for a middleman's fee was understandable, so she readily agreed.

Audrey was no longer short of money. After her coming-of-age ceremony, she gained control of over £40. Of course, to prevent her from squandering it, the Earl of Hall still assigned some auditors as her assistants. The members of the Tarot Club were certainly not short of money.
Emlyn couldn't help but think to himself.

In just a few words, he successfully earned a commission of 200 pounds, enough for him to buy several of the dolls he had his eye on for a long time.

Tarot Club has more and more channels and resources.
Klein sighed inwardly.

Miss Justice, representing the Loen nobility and the Psychological Alchemy Society; Mr. The Hanged Man, representing the maritime forces and the Storm Church; Little Sun, representing Silver City; Miss Magician, representing the Abraham family; and the newly joined Moon, representing the vampires. As for Temperance Luze, he's outside the usual ranks.

With increasingly convenient access to relevant intelligence and trading resources, my platform is finally starting to thrive.

With the sentiments of a platform owner, he thought to himself.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

In a meeting room in the underground area of ​​St. Samuel's Cathedral, North Ward, Backlund.

Ikonser Bernard, a deacon of the Steam Church, walked into the spacious conference room with his head down and sat down awkwardly in a chair. He subconsciously tidied his disheveled hair, then took the Magic Mirror Arodes from a specially made pocket inside his clothing and placed it on the table.

After him, people continued to enter the conference room.

Among these people were members of the Steam Church wearing white priest robes, members of the Storm Church wearing dark blue robes, and of course, the host of this place—members of the Night Goddess Church wearing black robes.

Ikonser noticed a handsome, dark-haired man sitting casually opposite him. The green-eyed night watchman curiously examined the silver mirror and gave him a flippant smile—polite, but not particularly polite.

Red gloves. This young man is no ordinary person.
Ikonser glanced at the blood-red gloves the other person was wearing and thought to himself.

The surrounding seats were gradually filled.

People from the three major churches gathered together for a common goal—to investigate the truth behind the severe smog.

Although the king offered the church more benefits after the events of the year-end night, those who had become suspicious were no longer so easily fooled.

In situations like these, collaborative investigations become the best option.

The conference room was filled with the core of Backlund's official Extraordinary personnel. They had been investigating for some time and were preparing to exchange intelligence and discuss the case at this meeting.

After the three archbishops entered the meeting room, the slightly noisy environment quickly quieted down.

"Please begin."

As the host, Archbishop Saint Anthony of the Church of the Night spoke calmly. This beardless old man had deep, penetrating eyes that instilled fear and trembling in those who looked directly at him. He then said to the captain of the red-gloved group, "Sost, you go first."

"Yes."

The Red Gloves captain, "Requiem Master" Soster, stood up and began to report on their investigation to everyone.

The Red Gloves primarily investigated the relationship between the royal family and the Witch Cult. Although the royal family explained that Prince Edsack had been bewitched and was plotting a rebellion, the investigation results showed that the prince seemed to be merely infatuated with Triss Chick and had not actually done anything drastic.

"The butler of the Prince's Manor and Triss's personal maid have both been silenced. We only got the information from some servants' dreams, so we can't be completely certain."

Soster Road.

(End of this chapter)