"Do you know 'Aurora Order'?"
Justice looked at Angel blankly, as if he had never heard of this word.
Hanged Man chuckled and replied, "They are all a bunch of Lunatics. Even if they are not crazy in front of others, they are just Lunatics that are well hidden. I am chasing one of them, 'Listener'. He is looking for traces of 'True Creator', which is the so-called sanctuary they promote."
Indeed, these "Aurora Order" believers are not normal...
Thinking of Mr. C who used his own flesh and blood as a bomb, Angel nodded in agreement and continued, "I heard people traveling to and from various ports say, Enmat Harbor's 'Aurora Order' followers were involved in many kidnapping cases and were also involved in the recent high-profile human trafficking case. The official Beyonder destroyed the altar and arrested many people."
"Human trafficking... ah, you mentioned it last time. I didn't expect that 'Aurora Order' was also involved in this matter. I thought they just believed in a secret sect that existed in ancient times. I didn't expect that they are doing all kinds of business now..."
Hanged Man was confused at first, and then suddenly realized.
He frowned, as if remembering something, looked at Angel, and asked, "Miss Empress, have you already gone to Enmat Harbor? Is the information I provided about 'Artisan' helpful to you?"
Was he testing me... because I mentioned Enmat Harbor's "news"?
Angel's tone did not fluctuate, and he answered slowly, "Not yet, I need some time to prepare, and it is estimated that it will take until the end of the year to leave for Enmat Harbor."
She didn't explain too much, because it would seem a bit deliberate, like she was hiding something.
Miss Justice on the side did not notice the sharpness in the two people's words. She was listening to the secrets of the world of occultism with gleaming eyes, acting just like the "Listener" who was being chased by Hanged Man. Seeing that the brief conversation between the two was no longer continuing, she eagerly asked:
"'Aurora Order'? True Creator? It is difficult for me to come into contact with these in normal times, so I can only learn about them from you. Miss Empress, Mr. Hanged Man, can you tell me more about these secret organizations and ancient beliefs? I can pay you for this!"
"500 pounds per person, or equivalent value, items or materials you urgently need."
"..."
Miss Justice's generosity made Angel and Hanged Man dare not reply for a long time.
The crimson light dissipated, and Angel returned to his study room.
It took a long time to exchange information about the secret organization, and satisfying Miss Justice's curiosity made her physically and mentally exhausted, but there were more important things to do at the moment.
There was no time to celebrate that she had put up another 500 pounds "account" at Miss Justice. She took the pen and paper prepared on the table in advance and immediately recorded the few remaining memory scenes in her mind.
"Instigator" compared to "Assassin", Spirituality has been increased by about half, and other Beyonder Ability has also been strengthened to varying degrees...
Dining with Daly, the beef pudding is very fragrant, but what is the name of that restaurant...
Rupert was in a trance, Daly said it was nothing serious, but...
The Nighthawks team of Backlund, Lorotta, Borgia, the third person...Aier Hassen?
When Grey Mist remembered, the things he experienced on the day that originally did not exist in his memory were written down on paper one by one by Angel.
She was afraid that this memory would soon disappear from her mind without a trace.
Fortunately, as the pen scratched the paper, the memory in her mind not only did not fade away, but instead deepened the impression as she continued to think about it. It seemed that the mysterious method that affected her memory was only a one-time thing. After being lifted by the more mysterious "Fool" and his Grey Fog Space, it no longer worked.
"Praise Mr. 'Fool'."
After thanking this mysterious existence in her heart, Angel put the paper containing all the contents she could remember in "The Lost Day" into the desk drawer and placed it in the most conspicuous position.
"If you feel that the content above is very unfamiliar and you have no memory at all, don't be afraid. This is your real memory, but you can't remember it. You can ask Mr. Fool for help, or wait for the weekly 'Tarot Club' meeting, and you will naturally remember everything in Gray Fog."
There is this paragraph at the end of the paper.
Unfortunately, she could not recall the appearance of the simply dressed Priest in her memory. She could only remember a few key features, such as a white robe, a light golden beard, and clear and natural eyes...
If she saw this person again, she should be able to recognize him, but now she was asked to draw his appearance, but she couldn't do it at all.
Holding the pencil she used for sketching, she thought hard for a long time before finally putting down the pen. There was only a faceless face on the cardboard in front of her.
Perhaps more specific and detailed results can be obtained through divination?
But I am not Seer... Although I learned "Pendulum Divination" from Klein, that simple divination can only answer yes or no, and cannot help me draw.
Praying to the gods for help?
This is also a way. My prayers for Evernight Goddess were answered when I made "Storm Convergence" and "Phantom Phosphor Eruption". Maybe I can pray to Him again?
Looking at Sun slanting westward outside the window, Angel made up his mind to try it after nightfall.
Otherwise, this boulder named "Sequence 4" weighing on her heart would make her breathless.
"Evernight Goddess, which is more sublime than the stars and longer than eternity. You are Lady of Crimson, Mother of Concealment, and also Empress of Misfortune and Terror. Lord of Repose and Silence."
Crimson Moon outside the window sent red moonlight into the study, covering the desk, dyeing the three candles on the table, the table board engraved with runes and prayers, and the cardboard with the mysterious Pastor painted red.
At this time, the study has become a temporary sacrificial place, closed and isolated by Angel and Wall of Spirituality. The desk is equipped with a wooden table board engraved with prayers, and three ritual candles are placed on it. The candlelight with a little essential oil exudes a faint fragrance, making the whole study seem a bit mysterious.
She had already taken a bath in advance, and now wearing a white robe, she put down the sacred carving knife, maintained a meditative state, stood in front of the table, and continued to recite mantras.
"I pray you..."
"Pray for your favor..."
"Show your followers the direction of Misfortune..."
In the fragrance of essential oils Deep Sleep Flower and Moon Flower, next to the swaying flame of the candle, under the shining of the red moonlight.
On the simple altar, the sketch paper placed by Angel seemed to be picked up by invisible hands and slowly floated into the air, covering Crimson Moon outside the window.
Her breathing was stagnant, and she didn't dare to make any movements or make any sounds. She could only follow the movement of the jammed paper slowly with her eyeballs.
"Pfft——"
The three candles representing Evernight Goddess and herself jumped and went out.
The jammed paper seemed to be blown by the breeze outside the window, falling and floating towards Angel.
She was so frightened that she immediately quit the meditation and caught the cardboard with the faceless Priest painted on it.
It was empty above.