Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 71 Mr. A: This boy must join my Aurora Club!

"Miss Hugh, do you know who organized this secret gathering?"

Compared to the awkward moment just now, Audrey Hall still asked the question that she was most curious about.

"It's Mr. A, said to be a mysterious and powerful extraordinary individual!"

Mr. A?

This sounds more like a code name for a crime boss than a self-proclaimed title of a mysterious and powerful figure, and it's nowhere near as good as Mr. Fool.

No, he is not even comparable to Mr. Fool!

Upon hearing Hugh's answer, Audrey Hall instinctively compared Mr. Fool the Great to Mr. A.

The imposing figure of Mr. Fool above the gray fog made this traitorous young lady think that with just a flick of his finger, Mr. A would be powerless to resist.

This filled Audrey with a sense of superiority, making her even more excited for the party.

Ron, who was in the group, paid no attention to the mysterious and powerful Mr. A.

It's just a little bug; no matter how powerful it is, it's not as powerful as him.

At this moment, his attention was entirely focused on Hugh Deercha beside him, because he noticed that this guy seemed to be about a centimeter taller than him.

The blond boy narrowed his eyes, puffed out his chest arrogantly, making himself appear a little taller.

Comparisons always occur between two people who are relatively close in social standing.

Three long and two short knocks sounded, and the door creaked open, allowing Ron and his group to enter the rather large house.

As soon as he entered, Ron felt a gaze on him, then quickly look away, then look back at him again, and then quickly look away again.

The feeling was like being secretly watched by some disgusting pervert, reminding Ron of the tentacles that had entangled him many years ago.

This sent a chill down the blond boy's spine.

He followed the gaze and saw a figure wearing a hooded robe sitting in the center of the hall.

When the figure saw Ron looking at him, he nodded slightly and readily admitted that he was the one who had been spying on Ron.

"That's Mr. A."

Seeing the man beside her, who was about the same height as her, make eye contact with the owner of the place, Hugh Deercha whispered a reminder.

She had a special fondness for Ron, and this sense of finding a kindred spirit made the arbitrator keep a close eye on the blond boy's behavior.

"No, maybe I'm even a centimeter taller than him!"

Hugh Deercha was overjoyed, feeling that he was finally no longer at the bottom.

Hugh was secretly pleased; was it because of his height?

Justice Audrey, walking at the very back, saw everything. A slight smile played on her lips as she thought to herself that the audience's extraordinary abilities were perfectly suited to her.

In a flash, the group entered the house, and the gatekeeper immediately closed the gate.

The gathering organized by Mr. A was quite large for the entire secret society of Backlund.

Organizing such a large and extraordinary gathering will inevitably result in a mix of different people.

However, there's nothing we can do about it; after all, we need to eat.

Besides taking a cut from the illegal trading of magical items and extraordinary materials, we can't rely on law-abiding members going out to work to provide funding, can we?

"This is so beautiful!!!"

At this moment, Mr. A was sitting in a chair in the middle of the hall. His handsome face, hidden in the shadows, was beaming with an uncontrollable smile, and his bright red tongue unconsciously licked his lips.

At this moment, he kept recalling the blond boy's appearance and demeanor from earlier.

The moment he saw Ron, he felt a sense of guilt that looking at him any longer would be blasphemous.

This made him sneaky, like the mistresses who had affairs with nobles, afraid to be openly exposed in the sunlight.

As for the several young ladies with excellent looks and demeanor beside Ron, Mr. A only glanced at them briefly before paying no further attention.

After all, no noble lady can compare to a blond-haired, blond-eyed little boy!

Look, the boy's golden hair is so lustrous, giving his delicate face a unique charm.

Look, the blond boy's eyes are so special, his golden eyes carry an air of indifference that makes Mr. A's body tremble involuntarily.

Although he didn't know why, Ron's appearance perfectly matched some of his inner fantasies.

If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, Mr. A would have loved to transform into a writhing mass of flesh and blood, crawling in the shadows of a corner of the room.

"His demeanor and appearance are very unique; we must recruit him into the Aurora Club!"

Mr. A looked at Ron again with bloodshot eyes, having made up his mind.

Laron joined the Aurora Society not just out of his own selfish motives, but because the other party's appearance, demeanor, and temperament were just too perfect for the requirements of certain rituals.

However, this gentleman, who rose from the lowest level of the Aurora Society to become a divine messenger, did not act rashly. Although he was a bit crazy, he also had his own little wisdom in doing things.

If he acts rashly and goes up to preach with a fanatical expression, he might scare the other person and make them wary. Therefore, Mr. A plans to observe for a while longer to find out what the other person needs or desires.

Only in this way can we get close to that blond boy without any abnormality.

Time passed slowly, and it was almost time for the formal gathering. As fewer and fewer people walked in from outside to attend the secret gathering, Mr. A couldn't wait to announce the start of the party.

"Mr. Ron, what do you want? I brought quite a lot of gold pounds with me this time."

Hazel sat next to Ron and boasted to him with great arrogance.

"Hmph ╯^╰, Hazel, I don't need anything. You should be thinking about yourself."

"And all the stuff at these parties is useless!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Audrey Hall, who was sitting to his right to observe him, pursed her lips.

Useless. How familiar and hurtful those words are.

At this moment, Audrey was certain that Ron was the Tarot Society's destiny master.

This wasn't enough to provoke the blonde, blue-eyed lady, who slightly puffed out her cheeks and muttered a complaint to herself.

In her mind, figuring out the relationship between Mr. Fate and Mr. Ron would definitely require repeated observations or various verbal probing.

In the end, after experiencing numerous setbacks, Detective Audrey finally learned the true identity of Mr. Fate and achieved great success.

But now, the blond boy's self-disclosure of his true identity made the blond, blue-eyed lady feel like she had punched a cotton ball.

"However, he couldn't possibly know that I am justice. After all, if he had any doubts, he certainly wouldn't have said what he just said."

Newcomer Audrey carefully analyzed the situation using human psychology, and her mood improved again.

"Mr. Ron, didn't you previously teach me that the most important thing in the Extraordinary World is to be careful and cautious, and never to be careless in the slightest?"

"But your performance doesn't conform to these."

Hazel was somewhat suspicious. She pulled Ron aside and whispered to the blond boy, trying to point out his shortcomings and make Ron realize his mistakes.

"Yes, that's right, you definitely need to be careful and cautious."

The blond boy pushed up his monocle and answered Hazel's question in a tone completely different from ours.

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