Wait, can your 600 pounds...
Mr. A in the study had already turned his gaze, and Angel swallowed back the unsaid words.
"Very good, it seems you have reached a consensus." The chin exposed under his hood trembled, as if he was grinning, "By the way, this Cat Lady seems to be different from the last one?"
Mr. A looked at Angel, the eyes under the hood were searching and scrutinizing, as if he was asking casually.
"Just another partner." Dominic took a step forward and said, "Where is the Mystical Item you are talking about?"
Withdrawing his scrutinizing gaze, Mr. A took out a palm-sized delicate wooden box from under his robe, opened it, turned it around, and placed it on the table.
There was a simple-looking silver-white ring with complex but regular patterns printed on it, but strangely, as soon as he looked away, Angel had difficulty recalling the style of the ring and the shape of the pattern.
"It's called 'Madness Ring'. It is Mystical Item formed from the Beyonder Characteristic that separated out after the death of Mid Sequence's Beyonder. The wearer can get a psychological sense of strangeness. Even those who have seen him or are familiar with him will feel like they have seen a stranger and will not recognize his true appearance, nor will they leave a deep impression afterwards."
Picking up the ring, Mr. A put it on the index finger of his left hand as a demonstration, and then took off the hood of the robe.
Under the hood was an ordinary face, with regular features, but unattractive, like a middle-aged man seen everywhere on the road.
Then, he took off the silver ring in front of the two of them.
Angel felt like her eyes were blurred. Mr. A's unimpressive face became beautiful and coquettish, as if she had taken "Witch" Potion, but it had not yet completely transformed into the middle state of a woman.
"That's how effective it is."
Mr. A said slowly.
It's much stronger than the "strangeness" mentioned in the description... When he was wearing the ring, I didn't realize his outstanding beauty at all. Well, using this word to describe men is a bit...
Thoughts were flowing in his mind, and Angel suddenly found that he couldn't recall Mr. A's face that was lost in everyone when he wore the ring.
Based on this magical "psychological strangeness", she guessed that this ring was probably left behind by Beyonder of "Spectator" Pathway. It should be a Sequence after "Telepathist". Sequence 7 was the most likely. If it was any higher, it would not be worth only 2,000 pounds.
Putting the ring back into the wooden box, Mr. A continued:
"In addition, this ring also allows the wearer to obtain an actively used Beyonder Ability, 'Madness'."
"It can detonate the target's negative emotions or mental state, causing the target to fall into a Madness state, forget themselves, become crazy, and even make some mentally unstable people lose control directly."
He looked at the two of them, grinning in a graceful upward arc.
"Do you need me to demonstrate?"
"No need, we believe you." Angel responded quickly, with introductions such as "stinking ditch" and "challenger who overestimates his own capabilities" tied to Mr. A's name appearing in his mind. "So, what are its negative effects?"
The key to whether Mystical Item is strong or not is not only the strength of the ability, but also the impact of negative effects.
"As long as the owner wears it, the desire for any need will continue to accumulate and amplify, such as physiological needs such as eating and drinking, or psychological needs such as talking and talking," Mr. A said, as if he thought of something happy, and smiled slightly, "Even if you take off the ring, it can only stop the increase in desire, but will not make the effect disappear directly. This psychological need must be met to stop the negative effects."
"Psychological craving? So not really hungry or thirsty?"
Angel asked rhetorically.
"Yes, so if you wear it for too long, you will either go crazy with hunger or thirst, or eat too much and burst your belly. This is the negative effect of the ring."
Mr. A closed the lid, picked up the wooden box containing the ring, put on the hood again, and stepped forward.
He seemed to know who was the leader of the transaction and looked at "Cat Lady" Angel instead of the "clown" Dominic he had contacted before.
If he pulls off my mask now, will he find that I am one of the Nighthawks who Tingen City prevented his Creator from coming...
Angel subconsciously took a step back, staying away from Aurora Order's Oracle, and then took out the document bag containing Difference Engine Manuscript.
"By the way," she suddenly remembered that all the cash she had on her was not enough to pay Dominic the 30% of the income she should have received, and she retracted her outstretched hand. "This transaction, um, I mean the part paid to us, can you add 200 pounds?"
Mr. A The hand that had been stretched out to take the document bag stopped in the air, and the fair skin seemed to be covered with a trace of blood.
"Reason?"
After a moment of silence, a low voice of questioning came from under the hood, which contained more confusion than anger.
"We, we have no money..."
"At that time, I was ready to break through the window and escape. You crazy woman, I didn't even dare to provoke him!"
Walking out of the study and walking back to the hall along the corridor, "Provoker" Dominic whispered with a trembling voice, looking behind him from time to time, as if he was afraid that Mr. A would chase him out.
Angel also felt that he was out of his mind and crazy. How dare he bargain with Aurora Order Oracle who was probably Sequence 5.
"Aren't I asking for money for you? The total money I have on me is less than 600 pounds... But I must have been affected by this 'Madness Ring' just now. It amplified my demand for Gold Pound."
She thought of a reason.
"(Loen expletive), that ring was not in your hand at all just now."
Fortunately, in the end, Mr. A did not have an attack and sent the two of them into a smelly ditch. Instead, he sent his subordinates to take out 200 pounds in cash and exchanged them with "Madness Ring" for the manuscript of Difference Engine.
Looking at the newly obtained 200 pounds in various denominations, Angel guessed that this Mr. A might not be as prosperous as he appeared. Maybe he wanted to rent this Empress Borough house and support a group of subordinates, and he was now unable to make ends meet...
Back at the assembly venue, free communication continued, but some members had left the noisy hall. At this time, there were only a dozen or so people sitting scattered around, discussing some occult information in groups.
The two of them returned to their seats, moving the seats with their backs to the crowd, blocking other people's sight, and the gas lamp hung high but deliberately dimmed.
Angel took out 400 pounds in distress and handed it to Dominic together with the 200 pounds that he had just received from Mr. A. He watched him turn sideways and count them one by one under the light, then stuffed them into his pocket and pretended to pat them.
"This way we'll be clear."
He said with a smile on his face. The nervousness he felt when facing Mr. A just now was diluted by Gold Pound.
Even though he had been complaining that he could only get 30%, the Provoker still showed a satisfied expression when he pocketed 600 pounds. Angel took the opportunity to ask him how to attend the rally on time, and easily got the answer, so that from next time, he can come and attend on his own.
"Every day in "Backlund Morning News", if a rally is held, a missing person notice will be published on the fifth page, "Looking for Mr. A." The contact address in it is a reminder of the meeting time."
He just put his name in the newspaper in such a big way?
Angel was a little stunned, but thinking that this Aurora Order Oracle dared to hold a Beyonder meeting in Empress Borough of Backlund, I felt that this was not a strange thing.
The two of them were talking wordlessly. Angel suddenly felt a searching gaze behind her. She thought it was Mr. A who had returned to the venue. She subconsciously looked back and found that they were the last two ladies to enter before the rally started. The taller one saw her kitten mask and couldn't help laughing. The shorter one hit her waist with her elbow, and then became serious again.
"Let's go, stop looking. What's so funny about the kitten mask? Maybe there's a powerful Beyonder behind it, which will follow you back to your residence and burn you to ashes."
Xio Derecha used his elbow to poke Fors Wall next to him who was about to laugh out loud. Unfortunately, due to the height difference, he only hit her waist. However, he successfully stopped his friend's laughter and prevented her from waking up the next day to find that she had become a dead soul of a certain Beyonder.
"Okay, okay, but it's really cute..."
Fors held back his smile and followed Xio out of Mr. A's gathering venue and came to Crimson Moon's high-hanging street.
Looking at the almost full moon above her head, she secretly sighed and looked at Xio, who was looking at her worriedly.
"Let's go back and rest early. We have to go to Miss Audrey tomorrow to get the reward for this commission. Maybe you will be able to buy the formula of 'Sheriff' soon."
"That's 450 pounds. Is Miss Audrey really that generous?"
"More generous than you think."
Two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked away under the scarlet Crimson Moon light.