Mr. A left, silently and without a trace, leaving Sno in a state of profound confusion.
So he had just become the person in charge of the Backlund branch of the Aurora Society?
When Mr. Fool wanted to crack down on the Aurora Society and came to him for intelligence, was he supposed to say, "Sir, we preach legally"?
Of course, thoughts were thoughts. Sno still had work to do.
Aside from two Extraordinary Items and the Shadow Ascetic Potion Formula, Mr. A had left him his properties, 5,000 pounds in funds, and four "lambs"—
A middle-aged butler in his forties with deep-set eyes, an elegant young valet in his early thirties, and two pretty maids around twenty, responsible for the kitchen and housework respectively.
Yes, they were the servants employed by Mr. A.
There was no need to elaborate on their appearances. They were the sort that fit the Aurora Society's corporate culture. Although praying to the True Creator had caused a certain degree of mental distortion, they were not Beyonders.
Although, under Mr. A's influence, they had already become devout believers of the True Creator, he had not given them the Listener potion due to practical considerations—
After all, they were high-ranking servants hired through legitimate channels. If they were lucky enough to become seemingly normal Lunatics, that was one thing. But if they turned into the more common Lunatic-type Listeners, they could no longer be used as servants in public. Whether they were discovered or simply vanished afterward, it would easily attract the attention of official Beyonders.
Still, despite not being Beyonders, they were all elite servants. By Backlund standards, hiring them would require an annual salary of at least nearly two hundred pounds. Yet now, Sno only had to pay them one hundred pounds a year