"This spying comes from 'Fallen Creator'. You don't need to pay attention, but don't reveal the secrets here."
Mr. Fool, who was shrouded in Gray Fog at the top of the long table, knocked on the table and said in a deep voice.
This statement made everyone at Tarot Club feel at ease: Mr. Fool already knew that the snoop was "True Creator" and didn't take it to heart at all.
"The same response as when I reported Demoness Sect and tracked down Tarot Club..."
Angel thought secretly, looking at the other members. Hanged Man was thoughtful, and Sun was a little confused. Justice and Magician beside him should have reported the relevant information in advance, so they didn't show too much surprise. As for Mr. World...
She looked at the end of the long table. The man wearing a hooded robe and his face covered by Gray Fog was as usual. He didn't make any movements, making it impossible to guess his psychology.
"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Fool," it was Miss Justice who was the first to speak. She looked around and continued after everyone's eyes were focused, "But we still have to keep a low profile, especially in Backlund, where there are many secret sects, and Aurora Order is also very powerful."
"I'm still at sea, so there's no need to worry about 'Aurora Order' coming to my door, but you'd better have less contact with them at Backlund. Ha, I remember I mentioned this a long time ago."
Hanged Man chuckled and responded, looking from Angel to Justice, all the way to Magician.
Obviously he thinks that these people are all in Backlund and should be careful.
"I think the one who needs to worry most is Mr. Sun. One of his elders is a believer of 'True Creator'." Shijie said in a hoarse voice, looking at Sun next to Hanged Man. "Did you cover up accordingly before attending Tarot Club today?"
The tall Mr. Sun straightened his back and replied:
"Yes, I will fall asleep alone and enter here in my sleep. Now I have developed the habit of resting at irregular intervals so that when Mr. Fool notifies me, I can attend the party without making people suspicious."
"Very good, you learn quickly."
Hanged Man, who had repeatedly taught him to use crooked ways to evade scrutiny, said happily.
After agreeing to keep a low profile at least until the end of the year, everyone turned to the next topic. "Magician" Miss shared his experience of meeting a member of the Abraham Family and asked everyone if they knew the history of this family.
Mr. Hanged Man, who gained 500 pounds from the transaction with Angel, was in good spirits and shared his historical knowledge for free, telling the story of the rise and fall of this ancient family originating from Fourth Epoch.
Angel had already known these contents from Church of Evernight's internal information and the notes of Abraham's descendants, but Miss Magician still listened with interest, which made her somewhat suspicious that the other party was also a newcomer to the occult.
After a deep flash of Red Light, Angel returned to her study. She quickly went to the basement, took out the "Shepherd" Beyonder Characteristic that belonged to Ms. D and revealed a glimmer of light in the darkness, and dedicated it to Mr. Fool through Sacrifice Ritual.
After a while, as the gray mist surged, an additional scene appeared in her mind.
Mr. Hanged Man, who was wearing a hood but still had a bunch of dark blue hair sticking out of the brim of his hat, responded: Thank you, Mr. Fool, I have received both the production fee and Beyonder Characteristic. Please tell Miss Empress that if nothing else happens, I will be able to give Mystical Item to her as a sacrifice before next time Tarot Club. I hope she can make up the remaining 500 pounds by then.
He specifically replied to me to remind me about the 500 pounds...
Angel was a little nervous at first. After all, Sequence 5's Beyonder Characteristic was worth more than 8,000 pounds, but after receiving Hanged Man's reply, she felt helpless.
After purchasing materials and making Communication Potion, she had less than 700 pounds left in cash. After handing over the 500 pounds "introduction fee" this week, she will soon fall into poverty again.
"I have to find a way to make money. I have provoked 'Aurora Order' recently, and I want to prevent them from tracing Tarot Club. I can't go to Mr. A's gathering. It seems that I can only sell some formulas or Mystical Item at other gatherings... I wonder if anyone will buy Master Key?"
Thinking of ways to make money, she left the dark basement.
On Wednesday afternoon, Angel came to Sevillea's home as usual to report on the situation of the past few days.
Demoness of Pleasure, who attended various banquets every night, so tired that his skin was a little dull, received her with a yawn. When he learned that Sherman had finally begun planning to assassinate a certain target, Sevillea commented with disdain:
"Perhaps it was Error who brought him into the sect. Originally, these 'assassins' should be trained by 'Gnostic Society', and only those with outstanding abilities would be sent here. Unfortunately, no one follows these rules recently..."
Angel originally thought that Gnostic Society was a secret sect similar to the Demoness Sect, dominated by "assassins" and "Apprentice" Pathway. However, according to Sevillea, they seemed to be a subordinate organization of the Demoness Sect, recruiting subordinates and transporting talents for the sect.
She secretly memorized this knowledge and answered casually:
"Perhaps he just lacks some experience. No one is born a skilled 'assassin'."
"Humph, anyway, he has been handed over to you. As long as he doesn't rebel, you don't need to tell me anything else." Sevillea waved his hand without interest, "The dance I mentioned to you last time is tomorrow night. Just be prepared and come to my house in the afternoon."
"Ready?"
"Clothes, etiquette, these all need to be carefully prepared. You have already participated in many salons and tea parties among nobles. Night dances will only be more formal than them. Remember to read more about the Noble Etiquette manual I gave you. Don't make a fool of yourself tomorrow night. It will become the focus of the audience. You don't want to have that experience."
Sevillea picked up the coffee and took a sip. The black coffee without sugar cheered her up a lot, and her tone also had a hint of ridicule.
"I wanted to ask last time, why do you need me to attend that ball?" Angel frowned and asked, "Is it possible that you want to introduce me to some noble? Ha, it's a pity that no one will take notice of it."
Sevillea laughed at this strange rhetorical question.
"You think too highly of yourself. The Earl Hall family's mission is over. I'm just helping you find other things to do, such as keeping an eye on a certain Miss and telling her not to run around, lest she ruin our plan."
"Plan? Is it the kind that looks like you are doing things for the sect, but is actually just to increase the value of your assets?"
Angel also retorted unceremoniously. Through these days of contact, she has figured out the temperament of Demoness of Pleasure. As long as she completes the tasks she assigned, she will not use her power to overpower others or put on the airs of her superiors in ordinary verbal disputes.
"Hmph, first of all, the actions to promote Atmospheric Pollution Committee are also part of the plan. I am just using their influence a little. Secondly, I am not talking about this kind of petty trouble, but the real Grand Plan. You just need to know that if it comes to pass, your and my contributions will make the next promotion road extremely smooth."
Grand Plan... Could it be that the big event Lola said is about to come?
Recalling the conversation with Lola, Angel asked calmly:
"The real Grand Plan, executed by two of us? It doesn't sound too 'big'..."
"Clear your position, Witch. I am one of the executors, and you are just one of my pawns." These slightly mocking words really made Sevillea sit up straight. "And at the beginning of next month, the lady will return to Backlund, and then you will have the opportunity to see the real 'Demigod half-person'."
After saying these words, she herself showed a trace of longing and expectation.
Following Sevillea in the carriage of Baron Landon's family, when they arrived at a manor located in Empress Borough, the sky had completely darkened. The gradually rounded Crimson Moon was hanging high in the sky, and the moonlight was shining on Earth Mother through the rare and thin mist.
Angel is wearing a long skirt with a complicated design today. The inner petticoat has three layers. She put it on with the help of Sevillea's maid. The jewelry also used a pearl necklace from Sevillea. Originally, she wanted Angel to wear earrings, but she gave up because there was no piercing.
Fortunately, she has been deliberately wearing long skirts and dancing shoes as her daily attire these days. Otherwise, wearing this heavy long skirt now, she might really make fools of herself frequently and "become the focus of the audience" as Sevillea said.
Entering the main hall with stained glass and crystal chandeliers, Angel was immediately shocked by the luxury here. She originally thought it was just a small social dance, but unexpectedly it exceeded her imagination.
The two floors of the hall are connected. The first floor is arranged with a dance hall in the center and a band on both sides. In the melodious music, many men and women are dancing gracefully. At first glance, they are all young noble men and women.
The corridors on the second floor surround the surroundings. Guests lean on the railings, chatting in low voices, and their eyes scan the hall on the first floor from time to time. Busy waiters pass through, handing out drinks and taking away empty glasses. From time to time, Gentlemen would come to the lady and invite her to dance with her. Then the two of them would come to the center of the first floor and dance to the music.
"That is Viscount Calaton's son, and next to him is Baron Fanes. Hehe, he has been a little down recently," Sevillea glanced at each guest and introduced in a low voice to Angel beside him, "The one in the distance wearing a long red dress is Viscount Winster's widow. She dressed very boldly today. She must have an idea for someone..."
Angel followed Sevillea with an expressionless face and met Backlund in the middle and upper class circles. He looked around casually and suddenly noticed a familiar man walking towards them.
"This is...Viscount Glaint, I think you are already familiar with it."
Sevillea also noticed the person coming, whispered something and went to greet him.
"Viscount Your Excellency, I didn't expect to see you here."