"Have you gotten involved in gambling?"
Hugh looked at the stack of gold pounds Fors had pulled out and asked warily, suspicion in her voice.
Fors was instantly dumbfounded.
She knew Hugh had recently become a peripheral member of Military Intelligence and was working hard to accumulate contributions for her future potions.
Yet Fors, who had easily obtained the subsequent pathway and materials through The Tarot Club and her teacher, could not bear to see her friend struggling so much.
She had been planning to find an opportunity to bring Hugh in.
Pulling out the gold pounds now had been meant to pique Hugh's curiosity so she could slowly lay the groundwork.
But Hugh's words left Fors momentarily suffocated.
Is that really how you see me? That I can only get money through something like this?
Have you completely forgotten that I'm a bestselling author?
Before Fors could speak, Hugh continued.
"Your next royalty payment isn't due yet. You'd be lucky if you weren't relying on me to support you right now. Where else could you have gotten this much money besides gambling?"
Well, she had seen right through the rebuttal Fors had been about to make.
Was I really that obvious?
Seeing Fors's thoughts practically written all over her face, Hugh could not help sighing.
Fine. Even if this girl used Beyonder abilities, she probably could not make this much money through gambling.
"Was it your teacher?"
"No. I joined a special Beyonder gathering. Don't let how I look now fool you—I'm already a Sequence 7 Astrologer."
Fors spoke proudly.
Nowadays, Sequence 7 was considered mid-sequence. Moreover, Fors possessed an extremely practical Beyonder item for the lower and middle sequences.
Lyman's Travel Pen, which could be activated with only minimal side effects, possessed the primary abilities of a Sequence