Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

Reporting is a skill that every member of the Tarot Club is proficient in.

And they can always find a "reliable adult".

For example, Audrey's father.

Earl Hall did not ignore his daughter's words at all, even though she was young.

Audrey's potion recipes were all taken from her own cellar, and Earl Hall already knew that his daughter had become a "spectator".

As an investor and banker, he had long understood one principle:

When professionals speak, simply trust them and absolutely do not try anything unethical, especially if you know nothing about it.

His daughter is undoubtedly a professional in the field of "observation".

After reporting to her father, Audrey came here, leaned forward, and took out a sachet from the small handbag she carried at her waist.

She held the sachet and infused it with spirituality.

Immediately, a faint fragrance filled the prayer room.

This was a small gift given to her by a bookworm after she had told it several stories to the bookworm.

Suddenly, doors appeared and overlapped in front of Audrey, and a starworm crawled out from them.

Simplifying ritual magic into a single object is something that only a Sequence Six artisan can accomplish.

But Morion could also do it, because what Audrey didn't know was that the sachet didn't contain a "simplified ritual" at all, but rather insects mixed in with the spices.

The reason it was shaped like a sachet was mainly to make it more acceptable to Audrey.

If something looks like a sachet and smells like a sachet, then it is a sachet.

Even though it is actually an insect egg.

Looking at the messenger who emerged in front of her, Audrey spoke softly.

“Miss Yusei, I met someone who looked like Zilingus at the ball hosted by Duke Nigan.”

"He disguised himself as Baron Gramir, but his purpose is unclear."

“I noticed some details that made me think of the extraordinary ability of the magical item, Zilingus, to change people’s appearance.”

"If possible, I would like to receive your help, and I will pay you for it."

After a moment's thought, the insect nodded, opened its mouthparts, and vibrated the air.

"Okay, I can help you."

"We are friends, so we don't need any payment."

The Wandering Star Beetle is both the offspring of the mother beetle and can be seen as a clone of the mother beetle.

They do not possess extraordinary characteristics, but as long as the mother insect is alive, they can inherit the mother insect's abilities to some extent.

This insect's strength is probably around Sequence Six.

However, its advantage lies in its large number; releasing them all at once can easily kill a Sequence 5 Extraordinary.

Audrey smiled.

"Thank you, Ms. Yusei."

For more than a week prior, Audrey would summon the Star Trek Servant almost every day to chat with her and tell her stories.

In addition, although the Stardust is an insect, it is quite good-looking, so Audrey does not mind.

The relationship between the person and the insect was already close enough that they were practically "best friends".

“Could you please send a message to Mr. Hanged Man? Tell him I’ve found Zilingus,” she asked softly.

Yusei no Toki quietly sensed it for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, he's at Storm Church right now."

“My children can’t get in.”

“Yes…I see…” Audrey nodded understandingly, then subconsciously glanced back at the Storm Emblem hanging on the wall of the prayer room, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

“That’s alright,” said the Stardust Servant. “The true gods can’t possibly pay attention to every single one of their holy symbols.”

“I will convey your request to my father. As for the Hanged Man, you can ask Mr. Fool for help.”

“Okay.” Audrey nodded and closed her eyes.

Clasp your hands together in a prayer position, press them against your forehead, and whisper in Hermes:

“You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious ruler above the gray fog. You are the king of yellow and black who holds good fortune.”

She planned to ask Mr. Fool to help her convey the message.

Soon, Audrey repeated her prayers several times before finally stopping, straightening her clothes, and quickly walking towards the door.

She knew she couldn't disappear for too long, otherwise her father and mother would worry and misjudge the situation, making incorrect decisions.

Standing behind the door, Audrey took a deep breath and, with a mix of trepidation and unease, extended her right hand, clad in a white gauze glove, to unlock the door.

The summoned Stardust Servant had already landed on her wrist and wrapped around it, looking like an exquisite bracelet.

Soon, she put on a perfect, flawless smile again, pushed open the door, walked out of the room, and returned to the second floor of the banquet hall.

As soon as she returned, she suddenly felt the insect wrapped around her wrist move slightly.

The bookworm quietly peeked out and looked at a certain spot on the second floor.

As a spectator, Audrey immediately and keenly sensed the change in Yusei's emotions.

She followed the servant's gaze and saw a man with a mask on his profile.

He was sitting on the sofa, holding a plate, with his legs crossed, enjoying the food at the banquet.

Although he was also dressed in fine clothes, his demeanor was clearly not suited to the banquet.

At least very few nobles would sit on a sofa with their legs crossed in such a casual manner.

But everyone around seemed oblivious.

No, it's not that I can't see him.

Audrey observed that occasionally people would look at the man on the sofa and they would talk to him directly.

This could be through eye contact or, more directly, verbal communication.

This is definitely not invisibility.

Audrey had a strange feeling that everyone present was a friend of the man, and that everyone had an extremely close relationship with him.

Therefore, although his behavior and demeanor seemed somewhat out of place at the ball, everyone graciously refrained from pointing it out.

mask?

Audrey's gaze fell on Morion's profile.

It looks a bit like Mr. Tower's mask.

At that moment, it seemed as if he sensed Audrey's gaze.

Morien turned to look at Audrey and raised his glass slightly.

Audrey nodded slightly in return, almost instinctively.

Suddenly, the air around her ears vibrated, and she heard the messenger's voice.

"That's my father..."

Father?

Audrey was taken aback for a moment, but then she immediately understood.

Sure enough, the mask looked a bit like Mr. Tower's mask. If it was Ms. Yusei's father, then it was definitely him.

Those must be members of Mr. Tower's family.

It seems that masks are a family tradition.

Audrey guessed.

Is it really that fast?

Audrey had barely sent a message when the Tower family arrived.

Audrey didn't think of it as "this being Mr. Tower himself."

Because she had already guessed that Mr. Tower was on the same level as Mr. Fool.

It would be quite strange for something like this to appear here directly.

It's as strange as the Lord of Storms personally going into the sea to fish.

Although Mr. Tower always referred to the messenger as "child," he called every one of his descendants "child."

Therefore, Audrey did not believe that Yusei was the "second generation" of Mr. Tower's family.

When she saw Morion, countless guesses flashed through her mind.

This gentleman doesn't look like an insect at all, but he is Miss Yusei's father.

If Miss Yusei's family doesn't have the custom of "calling someone unrelated by blood 'father'", then this gentleman is naturally a... well... a Mr. Insect.

It's such a perfect disguise; even the audience couldn't tell the difference.

Audrey sighed inwardly.

Perhaps this is what Russell the Great's novel describes as "transformation".

Hmm... Miss Yusei's true form is Sequence 4, so her father must be even stronger.

Therefore, this is at least a Sequence 3 demigod!

That explains why I couldn't see it.

Her anxiety and unease vanished instantly. She straightened her back instinctively, and with a confident and light step, entered the "restaurant," walked towards the lounge, and towards Morion, whom she considered to be Sequence Three but was actually Sequence Seven.

Suddenly, the lights on the dance floor went out.

With a sound of shattering glass, the chandelier was broken, and the crystal chandelier containing candles fell from mid-air, crashing into the crowd.

Audrey immediately sensed something, instinctively raising her hand to cover her wrist, and looked back.