Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 85 Windsor's Commission

After The Fool read Roselle's diary, the Tarot Club's transaction began.

Audrey looked across and asked expectantly:
"Mr. 'Hanged Man', my intelligence has allowed you to take down Vice Admiral 'Hurricane'. Do you have the pituitary gland of an adult colorful lizard dragon ready?"

The pituitary gland of an adult colorful lizard dragon is the main ingredient of the "Mind Reader" formula. With this thing, she can start to prepare the potion and try to advance to Sequence Eight.

Alger nodded slightly and said:
"I have obtained the extraordinary material you want, but how should I give it to you?"

Audrey was stunned and fell into deep thought. She couldn't just give the address, as that would expose the fact that she was a Beyonder.

At this moment, Klein, who was sitting at the head of the bronze table, tapped the edge of the table and said with a smile:

"Miss, sir, are you willing to cooperate with me in this matter?"

"I'm happy to cooperate." Audrey nodded gracefully and reservedly.

As everyone present agreed, Crane described the sacrificial ritual he had established.

Through sacrificial rituals, they could freely exchange materials without worrying about each other's identities being exposed.

Lewis nodded slightly. From today on, the Tarot Club was truly a secret organization.

“Mr. Fool, please allow my followers to chant your name and hold the ceremony. Of course, only for individual followers.” Lewis added that he certainly couldn’t miss the sacrificial ceremony, otherwise he would miss many opportunities.

"No problem, but the number of people cannot be too large." Klein nodded. The followers of Destiny were going to chant his name, which gave him an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

“An existence that is suspected to be a true god, whose followers also want to trade through me, this is very consistent with Mr. Fool’s status.” Klein added silently in his heart.

"Of course." Lewis agreed immediately. After all, he was the only follower of his, so there wouldn't be too many.

After the transaction, Audrey recommended two extraordinary people to The Fool, hoping that they could join the Tarot Club.

Lewis certainly knew that the two ladies Audrey was talking about were Hugh and Fors, and Fors was facing the same situation as him.

Whenever there is a full moon, you can hear Mr. Door's crazy and terrifying mutterings. This is the time when Mr. Door is closest to reality.

If you think about it carefully, the reason why Fors joined the Tarot Club was because of Mr. Door's mumbling. When she was experiencing the mumbling, she inadvertently recited the name of "The Fool".

This means that in a few days or a week, it will be a full moon again.

As Klein announced that today's party was over, the figure above the gray fog suddenly disappeared, leaving only him leaning against a high-back chair, staring at the gray space.

……

Above the undulating waves of the Sonia Sea, Alger woke up in the captain's cabin. With his back to the shelf containing red and white wines, he paced a few steps unconsciously.

“From the past few gatherings, Mr. Destiny is quite tolerant. He admits that there is no problem with the sacrificial ceremony, which means there is really no problem.

Even if there is a problem, I cannot escape the control of the Tarot Society. Those two secret beings who are suspected to be true gods are in control of my life and death at any time."

Gritting his teeth, Alger prepared the ritual items and attempted to perform the ceremony.

Although the sacrificial ceremony reminded him of those evil gods who tried to descend into the real world, he had no choice. Fortunately, Mr. Fate should not be an evil god.

At least, after several contacts, Mr. "Destiny" is more like a god who takes special care of his followers.

…As the party ended, Audrey opened her eyes again and found herself in the study.

Mr. Destiny can really see through the direction of destiny. It is so, so, so magical.

Besides, I will be promoted to the 'Mind Reader'. Once Mr. 'Hanged Man's' sacrifice ceremony is successful, I will be able to obtain the main ingredients for the Mind Reader and start preparing the potion."

Audrey was secretly surprised. Suddenly, she saw a gray mist. At the end of the mist, there was a figure sitting at the top of a long bronze table.

Mr. Fool smiled and said:

"The attempt at the 'Hanged Man' has been successful. Have you prepared the ritual supplies?"

"Yes, I'm ready and can hold the ceremony at any time." Audrey said, suppressing her excitement.

……

Lewis sank beneath the gray fog, and woke up in the attic with the sound of crazy whispering in his ears.

"Sacrificial ceremony? Lucky charm? If I'm not mistaken, Klein has already arrived in Backlund, and the place he chose to live in is the Cherwood District.

However, this also means that Captain Dunn is dead, which is what the gods want to see."

With a faint smile, Lewis went downstairs, opened the door of the detective agency, and waited for new commissions.

Due to his limited spiritual power, he can only maintain five lucky charms. If he makes more lucky charms than this number, the ones he made previously will lose their power and become ordinary items after a week.

"I should be worried about the mumbling during the full moon now. As a descendant of Mr. Gate, this is a curse that I will inevitably face."

Lewis sighed. There was no specific time for the full moon in this world. Sometimes it might occur several times a year, just like the mood of the goddess of night.

Fortunately, there is the Tarot Club. He can try to recite the name of "The Fool" and hide himself above the gray fog.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the detective agency.

"Come in." Lewis said in a low voice.

"Mr. Lewis." Miss Windsor bowed gracefully with a daffodil-like smile on her face.

“Please sit down.” Lewis stood up and made a cup of black tea, handed it to Miss Windsor, and then asked, “What’s the matter?”

He didn't dare look directly at Windsor, for fear of arousing his irresistible desire.

"Yes, I want you to help me investigate the stray dog ​​that died at the dinner a few days ago." Windsor said, holding the cup of black tea elegantly.

"I have a serial killer case that needs to be solved recently. It is a very important case and it takes up too much of my energy. I really don't have time." Lewis declined politely.

He already suspected that Miss Windsor had some connection with the Blood Cult, and now that she asked him to investigate such a dangerous case, he naturally had to refuse.

Although he didn't know Miss Windsor's true identity, Lewis always felt that the other party was not that simple.

"That's a pity." Windsor forced a smile, with a look of fear on her face, and said:

"In fact, since that day, I have had nightmares occasionally. In my dreams, I occasionally see a monster with bat wings. Well, it looks like a big dog."

(End of this chapter)