With the experience of being "reminded" by the Demoness Sect's Sevillea, Angel instantly guessed the buyer's purpose: looking for people who own "Sheriff" and "Interrogator" Beyonder Characteristic.
And this person is very likely to be the "Black Emperor" who recently broke into Capim's mansion and killed the two Beyonder who were protecting him, or at least his companions who helped him sell Beyonder Characteristic.
With this level of knowledge, Angel will naturally not take the bait easily, but she is also very curious about the identity of the person looking for Black Emperor behind it. According to her and Sherlock's analysis, Capim is likely to have inextricable connections with Backlund's upper-class nobility, even the military and the royal family, not to mention that he is still helping Demoness Sect with human trafficking, which is widely involved. His death has made countless people anxious and urgently need to find the murderer.
There are so many possibilities for the identity of the person behind the scenes that it's hard to know where to start.
"It's a pity that I won't be fooled. If I want to sell Beyonder Characteristic, I will do it on Tarot Club instead of the rally organized by 'Aurora Order' Oracle..."
Thinking secretly, Angel continued to check other transaction information, and soon bought some Spiritual Materials for making bullets, sold 20 "Storm Convergence", and recovered 150 pounds in cash.
The buyer this time was still the tall man wearing a golden mask. The other party seemed to be very interested in the "Artisan" behind Angel. He tried several times to win over the other party for long-term supply. However, Angel's speed of making ammunition was not stable. He also suspected that the masked man was the spokesperson of a certain force and did not want to have too much contact, so he did not agree.
The door was closed, cutting off the noise of Beyonder who was attending the gathering outside. Mr. A pushed away the waiter, walked down the stairs to the underground, carefully closed the door, and walked around a few turns in the dark passage, arriving at a basement like a temple.
Here stands an upside-down giant statue, which is the "True Creator" that Aurora Order believes in.
At this time, a person wearing a hooded robe was already kneeling in front of the statue. Hearing the approaching steps of Mr. A, the person turned back and looked towards the entrance. The weak light of the candle in the corner illuminated the beautiful and coquettish female face under the hood.
If Tingen City Nighthawks Squad or Soest's "Red Gloves" were present, they would be able to easily recognize that this is Ms. D who escaped from Tingen to Backlund.
Mr. A didn't seem to see his colleagues. He took a few steps forward and knelt in front of the statue. His position was subtly a few centimeters closer to the statue.
"I have found an entry point and will launch operations soon."
After kneeling in silence for a moment, Ms. D couldn't help but speak first.
Mr. A responded to her with silence.
"Did you..."
"You messed up what Tingen did, are you going to do it again at Backlund?" Mr. A interrupted the other party, with a hint of imperceptible anger in his tone, "I We have already started cooperation with the Demoness Sect, and I am just worried that you will be caught by the official Beyonder, rather than letting you continue your way of doing things in Backlund."
"If you mess up again, even if the Saints spare you, I won't spare you."
After saying that, he lowered his head, knelt on the ground, muttered something in his mouth, and continued to offer devout prayers to "True Creator".
Ms. D snorted coldly, said nothing, but leaned down and made the same action as him.
On Saturday morning, Angel spent almost all her savings and finally got the revolver made of Sequence 6 Beyonder Characteristic, which she named "Good Luck" Mystical Item.
The value of Beyonder Characteristic of Sequence 6 is between 3000 and 4000 pounds. The difference depends on the scarcity and the game between the two parties of the transaction. For example, the piece of "Devil" sold by Angel to "Eye of Wisdom" Beyonder Characteristic, sold for 3,200 pounds, while this made Mystical Item only sold for 3,500 pounds, and also came with Demon Hunter Bullet worth 200 pounds, apparently because Artisan Kavi was eager to sell it.
Maybe it's because Kavi feels that having this pistol around could easily lead to bad luck... I see that her watch shop doesn't have many customers a day. Could it be because of this weapon?
Angel was on the mercenary carriage, carefully studying the large-caliber revolver in his hand.
The metal part of this weapon is a bright brass color, and it looks like it is made of gold. The muzzle is slightly longer than an ordinary revolver, and it is engraved with complex patterns. Several grooves are carved on the surface of the grip guard, giving it greater friction and making it difficult to let go.
It doesn't look like a weapon worth several thousand pounds at all...
Angel loaded the gifted Demon Hunter Bullet into the magazine, put the pistol back into the holster on his waist under the cloak, and fixed the holster carefully to avoid losing this expensive item.
She now has less than 150 pounds left in her entire net worth, which is the hard-earned money she earned from selling some special bullets at the Mr. A rally. No one cared about the few Potion formulas for sale, which made her quite disappointed.
It was already Saturday afternoon, and she was going to meet East Borough and the "new guy" Sevillea had given her to get to know each other, but before the carriage reached the junction of Backlund Bridge Borough and East Borough, it stopped with a "squeaking" noise.
"Sorry, madam, the wheel seems to be stuck. You will have to walk the rest of the way."
The voice of Coachman came from outside the door. Angel touched "Good Luck", sighed secretly, got off the carriage, and paid the fare.
She had no doubt that it was the negative effect of this Mystical Item that affected the carriage she was riding in.
Sure enough, not far away, the broken down carriage came to life with the driver sighing in surprise and confusion. Angel did not look back and ride again. She knew that if she got on the carriage again, she would not be able to go far before new problems would arise.
Walking into East Borough, no unlucky things happened along the way, such as being hit by high-altitude objects or accidentally slipping. Angel arrived in front of a simple apartment building smoothly, which made her guess that the negative effects of "Good Luck" were not effective all the time, but intermittently caused some unfortunate events. Otherwise, let alone using it in combat, just carrying it would make it difficult to move.
The newly minted assassin lived on the second floor of the apartment. Angel did not enter through the front door, but went around to the back, easily climbed up using the gap between the pipes and bricks, and used the thin sheet formed by Frost to open the latch on the inside of the window and entered the room.
The furnishings in this one-bedroom apartment were simple, but quite clean and tidy, and there was no smell of moldy bedding that was common to East Borough. Angel walked out of the unoccupied bedroom. A man in the living room was facing her with his back to her, facing the only open window, looking at the street view outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.
Amidst the deliberately aggravated footsteps of Angel, the man turned around in surprise with a hint of panic. After seeing the person clearly, his pupils narrowed and he touched his waist with his right hand.
"Don't be nervous, I'm your new boss."
Angel had no intention of fighting with him, and quickly took out the token Sevillea gave her - a cheap silver earring.
Seeing the visitor take out the token, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and put down the hand that was touching the dagger at his waist. He turned his whole body completely to this side, his eyes were searching, and he first confirmed the style of the earrings, and then stopped curiously on Angel.
The latter was also sizing up this "assassin". He was about in his early twenties, with shoulder-length brown hair and very thin eyebrows. His facial features were not as rough as his age, but rather neutral and delicate.
"Hello, ma'am," he greeted cautiously, "Joels said you would come today, but I thought, well, you would go through the main entrance."
Who is Joels... Could it be his previous contact, a member of the Demoness Sect?
Angel murmured in his heart, but replied seriously, "This is a test to see if you are vigilant enough. The result makes me very disappointed."
"Sorry, I wasn't vigilant enough."
Unexpectedly, this newcomer admitted Error easily, which made Angel feel that she had no power to use. She nodded and sat on the wooden chair next to the coffee table in the living room.
"Forget it for today, stay alert at all times in the future, maybe the enemy will appear behind you next time," Angel lowered his tone, making his tone appear mature and more like a "senior", "First introduce yourself."
The young man sat opposite her, the simple wooden chair creaking and shaking.
"My name is Sherman. I think you already know that I am an 'assassin'..."