A Small Mutual Aid Group

Glelint smiled at Hobart. "If you can obtain the Potion Recipe for 'Pharmacist,' I'm willing to pay 270 Pounds for it.

"The extra 20 Pounds are for you to tell me the entire process of the transaction.

"I have a premonition. That's right, premonitions are very important in Mysticism. I have a feeling that this transaction will involve plenty of interesting Mysticism Knowledge, and that's exactly the intelligence I want!"

Audrey smiled. "I'd also like to listen in. I'm sure the generous Viscount Glynt wouldn't mind having one more listener."

Glelint smiled. "Of course."

The two of them looked at Hobart together.

"My pleasure." Hobart smiled. "Additionally, I hope that the five like-minded people among us can form a small mutual aid alliance.

"Of course, I know that the esteemed Miss Audrey and Viscount Glynt entered the Beyonder World out of curiosity.

"But in the future, you may need some Extraordinary Material, or need us to conduct investigations that aren't convenient for you to show yourselves in."

Glelint nodded. "You're right. I may have dealings with the Beyonder World in the future, and having a few trustworthy companions would be much more convenient."

He smiled. "Of course, I can also provide you with potions that you can use with complete peace of mind in the future."

Audrey added, "And my Psychological Analysis."

She was actually extremely excited inside. This would be a Beyonder circle outside the Tarot Club, and one that she had helped build. If it operated well, it might become a new mystical organization in the future.

What she didn't know was that this organization already had two Tarot Club members, as well as two future Tarot Club members. It was practically the Backlund branch of the Tarot Club!

Hobart smiled. "I can provide reliable Legal Aid to resolve ordinary cases or incidents involving Beyonders."

Xue was also swept up in the mood. "I'm good at arbitration, investigation, and interrogation!"

Finally, everyone looked at Fors. Fors froze for a moment before saying, "I... I'm good at... at obtaining things that aren't convenient to obtain directly."

Hobart clapped his hands. "Shouldn't we give our organization a name?"

Audrey said, "How about the 'Justice League'?"

Girl, just how much did she like the word "Justice"? It made Hobart think of the Avengers Alliance. "That's a good name. Then the Justice League is officially established. We have gathered here on the principle of mutual assistance, seeking greater room for development in the Beyonder World."

All five young people were somewhat excited. After all, from this day onward, the Justice League would be their own little world.

After everyone's excitement had eased somewhat, Audrey suddenly asked, "Why does the Earth Mother Church have the Potion Recipe for 'Pharmacist'?"

Hobart said, "This involves a pattern deliberately concealed by the churches. We all know that the Earth Mother Church has the complete Potion Recipe for the 'Cultivator' pathway, but they also deliberately recruit Beyonders of the 'Pharmacist' pathway.

"Just like the Church of the Evernight Goddess: besides possessing the complete Potion Recipe for the 'Sleepless' pathway, they also nurture Beyonders of the 'Corpse Collector' pathway."

Audrey nodded thoughtfully. She always felt that Hobart hadn't gotten to the key point, but since it was something "deliberately concealed," she couldn't press him for details. After all, in the Beyonder World, Mysticism Knowledge represented power and wealth.

The five parted ways at the entrance of Viscount Glynt's estate. Xue and Fors watched the other three carriages leave, then exchanged glances. Both felt that Hobart had taught them quite a lesson today.

They had met Audrey and Glelint several times before, but they had never established solid connections.

Yet Hobart had only joined their operation for the first time, and he had already firmly united them around himself.

That was right. As an observer, Fors clearly realized that the backbone of this Justice League was neither the beautiful Miss Audrey nor the highest-status Viscount Glynt, but Hobart! Xue suddenly said, "It's clear that Hobart knows a great deal about Mysticism. Should we ask him about the Full Moon Murmurs?"

Fors Shook her head. "Let's wait a little longer. I still don't trust him."

That was her weakness, something she didn't dare reveal to others lightly.

Hobart checked his Pocket Watch. It was only half past three in the afternoon, so he first went to 51 Henry Street in the West End.

After asking the Coachman to wait there for a while, Hobart looked at the sign for Number 51: Gael Herbalist Shop!

There was also a line of smaller words in the lower-right corner of the sign: Selling all kinds of Mysticism materials.

The display window held some common yet attractive herbs. Combined with the shop's dark decor, they successfully created an air of mystery.

This was the place.

Hobart opened the door and entered. The first thing that met his eyes was a room packed with all kinds of herbs and Mysticism materials, with compartmentalized display cases even above the counter.

The goods were arranged neatly, and the Glass Bottles holding the medicines had been wiped spotless, giving the impression that the shop had everything and was highly professional.

Behind the counter, Gael was Sitting on the chair and smoking a pipe. Upon seeing Hobart, he immediately took the pipe in his hand and smiled. "Mr. Hobart, Did not expect we would meet again so soon. What do you need this time?"

"I want to sell you some special materials this time," Hobart said. "But I need to conduct the transaction at the Mercenary Club. My carriage is parked outside."

Gael smiled. "May I take a look?"

"No. We have to trade at the club." If Gael had been a character mentioned in the original work, Hobart would naturally have known whether he could trust him. But Hobart didn't remember ever seeing Gael's name, so he was extremely cautious when dealing with him.

"Very well." Gael called over the clerk who had been busy in the back to watch the shop. Then he put on his hat, picked up his cane, took a small suitcase, and followed Hobart into the carriage.

They entered the Mercenary Club without obstruction. Led by a Waiter, they entered a small meeting room.

Only then did Hobart take out and Open Door the Iron Box containing the Mutated Eyeball.

Gael only glanced at the eyeball before closing the lid of the Iron Box. "Goddess, where did you get something so evil?"

Hobart smiled. "If you want me to explain its origin, the price doubles."

"Fine, then I won't ask." Gael placed a hand on the Iron Box, as though inspecting the goods. After a long while, he asked, "Name your price."

"100 Pounds!"

Gael Shook her head. "Though it's rare, it has few uses and will be difficult to sell. Besides, if the church finds out about it, it'll be a huge problem."

Hobart smiled. "As far as I know, it has a wide range of uses. For example, it can be used in certain Curses and Rituals that seek the attention of evil existences, and it can also be made into poison with Beyonder properties."

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