Mystery: Starting from the Shadow World

Chapter 125 Amazing Efficiency

Above the gray fog, in a palace that resembled a giant's abode, Audrey was about to greet him cheerfully as usual when Alger the Hanged Man made a gesture and spoke first: "Mr. Fool, I have obtained 19 pages of Russell's diary this time."

19 pages? Not bad, but unfortunately I don't have any corresponding reward. You'd better not ask for anything substantial, so I can... cough cough, exchange knowledge... Klein smiled calmly:

"You can think carefully about what you need now."

Upon hearing Mr. Fool's reply, 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, don't be so diligent." Philip, who had witnessed the "Hanged Man" manifesting page by page in his diary, twitched the corner of his mouth, but then quickly suppressed it, trying not to appear too bitter.

If Mr. Fool gets what he wants, the fate of the other members at the Tarot meeting will depend entirely on the god's kindness and whether they themselves have enough value to be exploited.

To outsiders, this was merely a reflection or surprise at Alger's ability to collect so many diaries; no one would think much of it.

Only Audrey, who was in the audience, noticed something was wrong, but because her attention was not on Philippe at first, she did not have time to observe other information.

Soon, the six pages of the diary were completed and handed to Klein. The members of the Tarot Club had already begun to wait quietly, and Philip, who had only seen a few pages, looked away with a mixture of regret and relief.

Although he couldn't see the details clearly, from what he glimpsed out of the corner of his eye, several pages overlapped with those he had seen before. These overlapping diaries were definitely unrelated to what Mr. Fool wanted.

It doesn't match the level of sophistication.

However, this time Mr. Hanged Man did a good thing, at least he didn't use his body to block Philip's view so that he couldn't even read the diary. Of course, it's also possible that he didn't think Philip could understand the diary at all.

As the reading session concluded, Alger, responding to Mr. Fool's nod, leaned slightly forward and said, "Mr. Fool, I don't currently have anything I particularly desire. Could I accumulate it later?"

Klein's smile remained unchanged as he said, "Okay."

After the exchange, Alger turned his head to look at "Temperance" Philip beside him, his brows slightly furrowed, his tone revealing an undeniable complexity:

"Zilingus is dead, and someone has claimed a bounty of nearly 30,000 pounds in Backlund for his head."

Although it was stated in words, everyone present could tell that it was an inquiry into whether Zillinger's death was the work of Philip, or rather, the work of Philip's team.

Sharon and Marich seem to have successfully claimed their bounties, but they'll probably need to lay low for a while. I won't contact them for the time being. Facing everyone, especially the Fool's gaze, Philip's heart tightened for a moment, then he calmly nodded 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 Zilingus, at least a Sequence 5 Alger would be needed. A sense of urgency immediately welled up in Alger's heart.

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

With both factors combined, he found that his original reliance on his dominance among the members was gradually becoming less effective, not to mention that the other party had also hunted Qilingus!

Thirty thousand pounds, even if "moderation" were to allocate a third, no, even just one-sixth, 5000 pounds would still be close to the cost of advancing to Sequence Six. I'm finding it difficult to catch up with Alger now. He shook his head inwardly and then said:

"Regarding the movements of the Rose School that you requested, I have investigated these past few days, and to my surprise, they have vanished without a trace, as if they have evaporated from the face of the earth."

"What do you mean?"

Philip asked, somewhat taken aback.

Alger pondered for a moment, then said, "I have returned to the sea. Based on what I have seen and heard recently, I have reason to suspect that the Rose School's influence in Rune has either returned to the Southern Continent or is still lingering at sea."

"As a reward for killing Zilingus, this level of intelligence is clearly insufficient. I will continue the investigation if you require it, or you can make other requests if you do not need it."

As he spoke, he turned to Audrey and said, "Miss Justice, your intelligence was invaluable, that's an undeniable fact. We could have left Ziringus there. But never mind, it's not important."

"In return, I have obtained the extraordinary material you desired: the complete pituitary gland of an adult Rainbow Lizard Dragon. It will be delivered to you by Him later through the sacrificial ritual that Mr. Fool mentioned last time."

Audrey's lips curved into a gentle smile, and she nodded with demure elegance:

"OK."

Alger and Audrey both looked at the Fool, and after the latter nodded slightly in agreement, Alger turned back to Philip. "I have obtained the recipe for the 'Monster' potion, and I can give it to you for free as a reward."

Finally got it. Mr. Hanged Man's work efficiency these past two weeks has been amazing. What kind of magic does Zillingus have for him? Hmm. Philip thought about it and realized that he didn't have to worry about making a living for the time being, so he gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage of the three or four hundred pounds.

"I'd rather know the Rose School's reasons for doing this, and the recipe for the 'Monster' potion, and how much I'll have to pay for it?"

"Alright, I'll keep an eye on it." Alger's expression and actions showed no abnormality as he nodded and said, "As for this potion recipe, 320 pounds, just hand it over to the usual place."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Philip agreed as well.

His gaze then shifted between Alger and Audrey. After a moment's thought, he spoke first: "Mr. 'The Hanged Man,' how's your potion digesting?"

Alger frowned slightly, then a glint of light flashed in his eyes. "You're planning to sell me the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Wind Favorite'?"

"In fact, it's not just that." Philip smiled and spread his hands. "We've obtained the extraordinary properties and the potion formula. As for asking if you want to buy them, that's my personal opinion, since you might be a suitable buyer."

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

What I mean is, hehe, faced with the temptation of extraordinary properties and the potion recipe packaged in front of him, Alger was inevitably tempted, but after the initial joy and excitement, the emotion that immediately arose in his mind was worry.

Fate presented him with an opportunity.

But he didn't have enough leverage to keep him!

(End of this chapter)