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

Audrey's reaction was equally strong, and she was even more horrified than Alger.

Alger was more focused on the potion recipes and the blasphemous tablets, while the observant Audrey paid more attention to the number of recipes Morion mentioned.

Morion looked at her and named nine potions, making a total of ten including "the audience".

Based on Morion's entire statement, Audrey can easily guess that Morion was referring to an entire route.

However, there should only be nine recipes for the entire audience pathway, from sequence nine to sequence one.

What is that extra one?

visionary……

Audrey's pupils suddenly contracted as she felt an unparalleled blasphemy, and she almost subconsciously drew a crimson moon on her chest four times to repent to the goddess.

Soon, Alger, who was a little slower to react, also instinctively realized something was wrong. He silently counted in his mind and also discovered the problem.

Even he, who considered himself utterly undevout to the Lord of Storms, couldn't help but breathe rapidly, feeling a sense of blasphemy.

No wonder... no wonder the "blasphemous slab" is called "blasphemy"...

They turned to look at Mr. Fool at the head of the long table, casting expectant glances at him.

Klein, behind the gray fog, was no less shocked than they were.

Dude, you never said you were that awesome!

This scene wasn't in the script we were supposed to have!

Soon, having observed that Morion was easy to talk to, Audrey asked...

“Mr. Tower, which blasphemous slab are you looking at?”

“Hmm…” Moraine held up three fingers, “The third one.”

"A third one?" Audrey asked in confusion. "But aren't there only two blasphemous slabs?"

Alger silently gave Audrey a thumbs up.

Good question. I'd like to know the answer to that too, but I don't dare to ask.

“No, no, no,” Moraine shook his finger, “There is indeed a third slab of the Blasphemous Slab, but very few people know this secret.”

Indeed, there are very few.

He was the only one in the whole world who knew.

The third blasphemous tablet, the Squid's official account, records all the secrets of this world. It is a truly "omniscient and omnipotent" object. Even the "History of the Sun and Moon" in this world cannot compare with that "third blasphemous tablet".

"So that's how it is," Audrey exclaimed.

She was already certain in her heart that even if Mr. Tower wasn't a god like Mr. Fool, he was definitely a big shot in the mystical world.

After talking for a while, Audrey felt that the new Mr. Tower was quite easy to get along with and had no airs of being a "big shot in the mysterious world".

Unlike some minor nobles she knew, who put on airs but didn't hold any official positions.

At that moment, she suddenly realized a problem.

Although Morion sometimes opens his mouth, he never seems to speak on his own initiative.

The sound appeared directly in their minds.

Through the grayish-white mist, she observed Morion's mouth and suddenly realized that Morion had never actually spoken a word.

“Mr. Tower,” Audrey began tentatively, “you seem to never speak with your mouth?”

Moraine paused, blinked, thought for a moment, and then grinned.

“You have excellent observation skills,” Morion praised. “I’m not really used to speaking, so I just communicate with you like this.”

Yes, it seems he's been communicating using simultaneous incantations.

Although he has learned most of the languages ​​of this world, because he initially used the same spell to communicate, and the other worlds have also been using this spell to communicate, he has now completely gotten used to not speaking with his mouth.

At first, I only used the spell on a specific person during conversations. Later, I simply kept the spell active the whole time, automatically including all targets within a certain range. Except for occasionally filtering out targets when I didn't want someone to hear my voice, it was no different from normal conversation.

Now that I think about it carefully, I realize that he even unconsciously created a constraint for himself.

At the cost of "not speaking and constantly consuming extra spell power, even when no one is around, the spell's effect is transformed into "instinctively including anyone around within its range of influence".

Simply put, it removes the power-off button and the 24-hour mana consumption of the spell, and replaces it with muscle memory that allows you to use the skill whenever you see someone.

Aside from the unavoidable guaranteed hit effect in the area of ​​effect, Moraine's normal spellcasting can almost be described as "easy area of ​​effect".

I feel that it doesn't actually have any impact on my life.

If I had to pinpoint the impact, it would be that my mastery of spells and incantations has deepened.

Because destiny power can be transformed into spell power, and destiny power, as a form of idealistic energy, is almost inexhaustible.

This has resulted in Morion never having run out of magical energy.

Perhaps this is why Morion is more likely to cast "Black Flash" than the average sorcerer.

After all, apart from Morion and Gojo Satoru, the "strongest sorcerer in modern times" who mastered the Reversal Spell, there aren't many people who can keep a non-passive spell active 24 hours a day for several months.

Oh, and there's also Uruhiko.

Audrey nodded thoughtfully after hearing Morion's explanation.

Mr. Tower's abilities are truly amazing.

But... doesn't this consume spiritual energy?

It would be dangerous to exhaust one's spirituality.

Alger the Hanged Man, on the other hand, accepted this well.

After all, I was so shocked when we first met that I feel a bit used to it now that we're seeing each other again.

He stole a glance at Mr. Fool, who sat at the head of the table.

To be able to get along so easily with Mr. Fool, and even to have seen the blasphemous stone tablet...

Alger already had a guess in his mind.

If that's the case, then whatever abilities He... no, whatever abilities He displays, is understandable.

Chapter 46 Selling the Recipe (Bonus chapter for reaching 10,000 favorites for the first time)

Soon, Audrey put the idea of ​​"not speaking with her mouth" out of her mind.

“So, Mr. Tower, what do I need to give in return?” Audrey asked.

There's no such thing as a free lunch, and Audrey knew that too.

If you want to gain something, you must pay a corresponding price.

She looked at Mr. Tower through the gray fog.

I want all of these recipes! But Audrey, you can't be too greedy...

Audrey told herself this.

Maybe...maybe I can buy it...

but……

Great beings certainly have no interest in vulgar money...

"I need money," Moraine's voice echoed in the minds of those present. "A lot of money."

"Eh?"

"what?"

"!!!"

Moraine raised both hands and waved them.

"I can offer a discount to members of the Tarot Club so you can buy it at a lower price, but it won't be free."

"Sigh... I have no choice, I have a whole family to support." Morion spread his hands and sighed.

A large family?

Alger seemed to be deep in thought.

Is it a family of extraordinary individuals?

He glanced at Morion furtively.

No, they should be called the Angel Family.

If it were even more terrifying, it could even be called an ancient god family...

"So, Mr. Tower, how much does the mind reader formula cost?" Audrey inquired about the price.

If it's not too expensive, she decided to buy it right here.

"The recipe for the mind reader... how about four hundred pounds?" Moraine asked.

So expensive!

It is indeed a very affordable price...

This is such a bargain!

Klein, Alger, and Audrey each gave their own evaluation in their minds.

“Mr. Tower, I want to buy this formula right now!” Audrey said immediately.

"uh-huh."

Morien gave a soft snort and raised his chin.

"Okay."

He consulted with "The Fool" Klein, then conjured a piece of paper on the table and gently pushed it forward.

The paper slid down the table and quickly came to Audrey, where she gently pressed it down.

Audrey was slightly taken aback after catching the paper; she hadn't expected Morion to give her the formula so directly.

“Mr. Tower, we haven’t agreed on how to hand over the money to you yet,” Audrey said instinctively without looking at the recipe in front of her.