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"Madam Dairav's younger sister is actually a member of the Psychology Alchemist Association?"

Audrey looked at the name on the slip of paper, a faint ripple stirring in her heart. Sno offered a timely reminder: "According to Loen noble traditions, ladies of status often enjoy a period of freedom. You can use this opportunity to show an interest in psychology at balls and salons that she also attends, prompting the Psychology Alchemist Association to contact you on their own. As for the extent of it, as a Spectator, you should be able to judge that yourself."

"Alright. Thank you for your guidance. Should I pay you the same way as last time?" Audrey nodded gently, a concrete plan already taking shape in her mind.

Sno and Audrey agreed on a time for payment, while Mr. Hangman and The Little Sun beside them each had different thoughts.

The Little Sun was one thing—after all, there were barely any words he could understand—but Mr. Hangman was puzzled by Mr. Devil's intelligence network.

To so easily name a member of a secret organization—and one from the Spectator pathway, which was best at observation—either this Mr. Devil was a member of the Psychology Alchemist Association, or...

Mr. Hangman did not continue that line of thought. No matter how he considered it, the Devil was probably no simple character.

Still, he happened to have a use for him.

Alger narrowed his eyes, carefully considered his wording, and then said, "I would like to make a commission."

"What kind of commission?" Although he knew what Mr. Hangman wanted to say, Sno casually played along since the other party was clearly speaking to him.

"I received intelligence that the pirate Zilingus, known as 'Admiral Hurricane,' has secretly infiltrated Backlund. I don't know what he intends to do. I hope to obtain his whereabouts. You may name your price."

"'Admiral Hurricane' Zilingus? One of the Seven Pirate Generals?" Miss Justice's curiosity was immediately drawn in again. What did she most want to do after becoming a Beyonder? Naturally, it was to meet figures who had existed only in legends!

"Yes. He is a Sequence Six Beyonder of the Sailor pathway, a Wind Envoy. He also possesses a Mysterious Item. He is extremely cunning and cruel, so you had better not try to deal with him." Seeing Miss Justice's eager tone, Alger naturally understood what this young noble lady was thinking and immediately warned her solemnly.

But then, he turned his head, glanced first at the Devil, and only then said to Klein, "Mr. Fool, may I ask your Follower to provide assistance at a critical moment? I will offer a price that interests you."

"My Follower? Does the Devil count?" Klein immediately thought of Mr. Devil, who woke him up every morning, then said with a smile, "Provided that my Follower is in Backlund."

"Alright." Alger withdrew his gaze, half disappointed and half expectant. Sno lightly tapped his brow and said in an exceptionally solemn tone, "I'll take this commission. As for the payment... I also hope you can help me investigate something."

"Let's hear it." Alger frowned slightly. He felt that anything capable of making the Devil so serious could not be simple, but he still decided to hear the details first.

"You said before that you're at sea, right? I hope you can help me find out whether there have been reports of people disappearing at sea in recent years, whether slaves or free citizens."

At this point, Sno seemed to recall something. He suddenly paused before continuing, "This will count as my separate commission. Even if I fail to find Zilingus, I'll pay you another reward."

"What does he want to know that for?" Alger raised a brow, but still nodded. This sort of information was not difficult to investigate. At that moment, Audrey, whose "adventurous spirit" had already been stirred by Zilingus, finally could not resist asking, "I can also help you look for Zilingus, but could you tell me some information about him? For example, that Mysterious Item?"

Hearing Miss Justice's question, Mr. Hangman's mood improved slightly. Compared with the Devil's Beyonder intelligence circle, Miss Justice had much broader connections in the ordinary world. If she was willing to help, that could not be better.

Thus, he began describing every detail about Zilingus. It was not until he spoke of the nearly omnipotent power of Wriggling Hunger that The Little Sun finally joined the conversation again...

Returning to reality once more, Sno sat up from his bed. He first fed the dried fish to Lily, then began reviewing today's Tarot Club gathering.

"I've already given Mr. Fool the formula. I've also passed on the information that 'the Devil knows something about population disappearances' to Alger, confirmed that Mr. Fool really went to Ramde Town, and delivered my contact method into Klein's hands as a 'Fool's Follower' through a 'reasonable' method. I even got a Sun Talisman out of Mr. Fool. But I was a little too hasty with the Psychology Alchemist Association. Luckily, Audrey is still immature and didn't notice anything. I need to pay attention to emotional management next time. Then there's the diary... Hmm, I need to remember the name Ayn. I can keep using it in the future, and if necessary, I can give it to Triss as an alt account..."

Sno wrote line after line on the paper, then crossed them out one by one. Only after confirming that he had not missed anything did he set the paper covered in words alight. He then used White Horse is Not a Horse to perform an anti-divination before turning to Lily, who had already finished her dried fish—

"The same place as last time. Also, remember not to bully that dog!"

"Meow~!" Lily raised her head and let out an extremely haughty cry. Then, with a flash, she vanished without a trace.

"This little one is getting faster and faster." Sno shook his head lightly and picked up the calendar from his desk.

Though he looked as though he held every card in his hand, he was actually panicking, because Ince Zangwill still had not made his move.

By all rights, Tingen was chaotic enough by now. It was the perfect time to ignite the Evil God Progeny. If he delayed any longer, then once the Aurora Society members in Backlund had been used up, Backlund's elite squads would head for Tingen. By then, the Evil God Progeny would not be able to cause any trouble!

"Forget it. I'll have Mr. Witch add more fuel to the fire. Seriously, how should I fool Mr. Witch this time?" The corners of Sno's mouth curled upward slightly as he took out a fresh sheet of white paper and began writing a script for communicating with Mr. Witch. Though he always held the initiative when speaking with Mr. Witch, beneath that initiative lay dialogue samples as complex as a high-difficulty galgame route guide—

Of course, he had originally written it to avoid his indecisiveness. Now, however, it was to digest the last remnants of his spiritual residue.