The Tarot Club Members Were Quite Wealthy

"Grigel is very rare now. I don't know what price the Earl will ask for, probably close to 1000 pounds. In addition, I will take 50 pounds. Uh, no, 100 pounds as a middleman fee."

[The Moon] Emlyn White continued speaking to Luther.

"Can."

Luther currently has over ten thousand pounds in cash, and the Main Ingredient for the "Black Knight" are basically secured, so he doesn't mind spending a little more money. "Also, please inquire within your clan to see who is willing to sell the Shadow Knight's Black Fluid."

He thought for a moment, then said to the other party, "The exchange of cash and goods can be accomplished by offering sacrifices to Mr. Fool."

After obtaining the Fool's consent, he presented the corresponding Ritual to the other party on Parchment.

Although the Moon was surprised by this, he paid little attention and instead looked past the tall little Sun at the Hanged Man.

Has that Beyonder Item made with "Judge Characteristic" been sold?

He asked.

"It's already sold."

"[The Hanged Man] "Alger said earnestly.

"Then give me 3500 pounds, as we agreed before."

"It's not 3,500 pounds, it's 8,000 pounds."

Alger interrupted him.

Um?

Luther was slightly taken aback, but immediately understood what the other person meant, "You've saved up enough cash to buy the Wind-blessed's Potion recipe and Beyonder Characteristic?"

As they had agreed, these two items totaled 4,500 pounds. Adding the 3,500 pounds for goods, his cash had successfully reached 19,600 pounds, nearly 20,000 pounds. If he worked like this for another six times, he could buy his own head.

Seeing the Hanged Man nod in agreement, Luther said, "I can give you the Potion recipe now. As for the Main Ingredient, I'll give them to you through Mr. Fool after the party. You'd better have the money ready too."

"Good."

"[The Hanged Man] Alger suppressed his excitement and said in a deep voice."

Finally, I am about to advance to Sequence 6 and enter the ranks of the Mid-Sequence extraordinary! Although I am not as good as [Temperance], I am still one of the best among my peers in the Church of Storms.

He took the Parchment that Luther had conjured, eagerly read the information on it, and memorized it thoroughly.

"Any news about the Elder Tree Fruit or the Mirror Dragon Blood?"

Seeing that the two had completed their transaction and were not planning to speak again, [Justice] Audrey looked around and said.

After experiencing the death of her friend and the "Great Smog," she finally strengthened her resolve and determined to continue striving for advancement. Only by advancing further in the extraordinary world could she better protect her family, protect more innocent people, and ensure that her actions truly lived up to her codename.

"Have."

"[Moon] Emlyn replied, 'Our Sanguine holds regular gatherings, during which we trade materials just like ordinary extraordinary beings. The Elder Tree Fruit is between 600 and 700 pounds, and 1 milliliter of Mirror Dragon blood is 2 pounds. In addition, I will charge 100 pounds.'"

"No problem."

[Justice] Audrey was delighted by the good news. Mr. [Moon]'s price was fair, and his request for a middleman's fee was understandable, so she readily agreed.

Audrey was no longer short of money. After her coming-of-age ceremony, she gained control of a fortune exceeding £400,000. Of course, to prevent her from squandering it, the Earl Hall still appointed some auditors as her assistants.

The members of the Tarot Club aren't short of money.

Emlyn couldn't help but think to himself.

In just a few words, he successfully earned a commission of 200 pounds, enough for him to buy several of the dolls he had his eye on for a long time.

Tarot Club has more and more channels and resources.

Klein sighed inwardly.

Miss Justice, representing the Loen nobility and the Psychology Alchemists; Mr. The Hanged Man, representing the maritime forces and the Church of Storms; Little Sun, representing City of Silver; Miss Magician, representing the Abraham Family; and the newly joined representative, Moon, representing the Sanguine. As for Temperance Luther, he's outside the usual ranks.

With increasingly convenient access to relevant intelligence and trading resources, my platform is finally starting to thrive.

With the sentiments of a platform owner, he thought to himself.

In a meeting room in the underground area of Saint Samuel Cathedral, North Borough, Backlund.

Ikanser Bernard, Deacon of the Church of Steam, walked into the spacious conference room with his head down and sat down awkwardly in a chair. He Consciousness tidied his disheveled hair, then took out the Magic Mirror Arrodes from a specially made pocket inside his clothing and placed it on the table.

After him, people continued to enter the conference room.

Among these people were members of the Church of Steam wearing white Priest's robes, members of the Church of Storms wearing dark blue robes, and of course, the host of this place—members of the Church of the Evernight Goddess wearing black robes.

Ikanser noticed a handsome, dark-haired man sitting casually opposite him. The green-eyed Nighthawks curiously examined the Silver Mirror and gave him a flippant smile. Polite, but not particularly polite.

Red Gloves. This young man is no ordinary person.

Ikanser glanced at the blood-red gloves the other person was wearing and thought to himself.

The surrounding seats gradually filled up.

People from the Three Great Churches gathered together for a common goal—to investigate the truth behind the Great Smog.

Although the king offered the Church more benefits after the events of the Year-End Day night, those who had already become suspicious were no longer so easily fooled.

In situations like these, collaborative investigations become the best option.

At this moment, the conference room was filled with the core of Backlund's official Extraordinary personnel. They had been investigating for some time and were preparing to exchange intelligence and discuss the case at this meeting.

After the three Archbishop entered the meeting room, the slightly noisy environment quickly quieted down.

"Please begin."

As the host, Archbishop Saint Anthony of the Church of Evernight spoke calmly. This beardless old man had deep, penetrating eyes that instilled fear and trembling in those who looked directly at him. He then said to the captain of the Red Gloves, "Soest, you go first."

"Yes."

"Captain Red Gloves," Soest, the "Soul Assurer," stood up and began to report on their investigation to the group.

The Red Gloves primarily investigated the relationship between the Royal Family and the Demoness Sect. Although the Royal Family's explanation was that Prince Edessak had been bewitched and plotted a rebellion, the investigation revealed that the prince seemed to be merely infatuated with Trissy Cheek and had not actually done anything drastic.

"The butler of the Prince's Manor and Trissy's personal maid have both been silenced. We only got this information from some servants' dreams, so we can't be completely certain."

Soest.