My little sister wasn't that naive
"Aren't you overestimating us?"
After a long silence, Alger Hanged Man, was the first to speak, his tone slightly strange.
How could this group of people, who haven't even reached the level of Demigod, possibly provide clues to Sequence 2, which is the formula for Angel- level Potion?
[Temperance] This guy, could he have said that in public just to show off his promotion to Sequence 3...?
No, only an idiot like [the Moon] would do something so foolish...
"I know that you have very little access to things at this level."
Luther said calmly, "But I hope to seize every possibility... Just because you don't have it doesn't mean the forces behind you don't."
At this point, he glanced specifically at [The Moon] Emlyn and [The Magician] Fors.
"Furthermore, I don't necessarily need you to provide the formula. Even just some valuable clues and intelligence will be generously rewarded," Luther continued. "Money, Beyonder Characteristic, Concealment knowledge... or simply owing someone a favor, anything is acceptable."
Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts stirred.
That's a Sequence 3 Demigod! In the Real World of the Northern and Southern Continents, that's already the pinnacle of extraordinary beings!
To receive such a favor, such an opportunity, is incredibly precious!
"I can write a letter to my Teacher!"
[The Magician] Fors' eyes lit up, and he immediately thought.
"Ask the Duke or Marquis in the family..."
[Moon] Emlyn stroked his chin, lost in thought.
"The Old Man might know..."
"[The Star] "Leonard thought to himself as he leaned back in his high-backed chair.
A moment of silence fell over the Above the Gray Fog as everyone pondered how to obtain relevant intelligence from the forces behind them.
"Understood, I'll keep an eye out for you."
Alger, the Hanged Man, then realized it made sense and nodded.
However, I probably won't have the chance...
Looking at the eager [Magician] and [Moon] and the others, a sense of regret welled up in his heart. There might be relevant clues within the Church of Storms, but he would hardly have the opportunity to access them, and even trying to search for them might arouse suspicion and expose him.
"Luther is really going all out! He's only just advanced to Sequence 3, and he's already thinking about Sequence 2 Potion..."
Klein thought to himself as he sat at the head of the long table.
As for himself, he has not yet found a way to advance to Sequence 3.
Perhaps we should try to obtain it from the Goddess, like Luther did? For example, by sacrificing some high-value items in exchange for the corresponding materials and recipes...
He suppressed his chaotic thoughts and manipulated the [World] puppet to speak in a low voice, "I have some Mystical Item here that I want to get rid of." Since advancing to Sequence 4, many of the Mystical Item he used before had become less powerful, so he was taking this opportunity to clear them out.
Everyone was quite interested in his items and spent some time making the transaction.
As members of the Tarot Club advanced, most reached around Sequence 5, and the frequency of their requests for Potion and materials began to decrease significantly. Even the lowest- Sequence, [Magician] Fors and [Judgement] Hugh, had their own stable channels and did not need to make public requests.
Therefore, the transaction was concluded after Klein sold off all his inventory.
"Let's have a free exchange."
Klein could feel Luther's gaze throughout the party, making him feel somewhat guilty for Acting the Fool. But to avoid giving himself away, he tried his best to appear calm and composed, speaking softly.
Inside a moving carriage outside an Air Force Base on the Southern Continent.
"You seemed a little angry just now?"
Neil Sharp looked at Alfred Hall across from him, "It's rare to see you so bluntly sarcastic."
He was referring to the failed attempt by Colonel Rayman to curry favor earlier.
Alfred remained silent for a moment in response to his friend's concern.
"... I just felt like I had fled the front lines."
He spoke slowly.
As a soldier, protecting the country is his highest duty, yet he found himself in the opposite direction on the Southern Continent. He was already somewhat uncomfortable, and then being flattered by corrupt military personnel who loved to scheme and make money led to a small outburst of his emotions.
"Who gave you permission to establish your base here? Besides, there's nothing wrong with coming to the Southern Continent, is there?"
Priest Sharp comforted her, "Look on the bright side. You told me before that you wanted to refute the [Blood Bishop '] mockery of you and bring civilization to the Southern Continent. This is the perfect opportunity to prove yourself!"
When he was captured by the King of Blood's fleet, the traitor who had bombarded the Imperial Palace had mocked them, admitting...
To label them as colonists would only bring Catastrophe to the Southern Continent.
Upon hearing this, Alfred's expression gradually became serious.
"You're right,"
He nodded. "Now that we're back in the Southern Continent, we need to do something to prove ourselves. I'll suppress those militants and stabilize society, while you spread the gospel of the Goddess and convert more natives..."
May Goddess bless us and may our careers go smoothly.
With a devout expression, Sharp drew Crimson Moon on his chest and prayed in a deep voice.
But as soon as the prayer ended, he suddenly changed his expression and looked at Alfred with a grin.
"However, that Dwayne Dantès is quite the charismatic fellow. It's said he experienced many things in the Southern Continent and is now a wealthy man, returning to Backlund..."
What are you trying to say?
"A man with such charisma and a story like that is a surefire way to win over an innocent young girl. Alfred, you must be careful and protect Audrey. Don't let him easily take away Backlund's most dazzling pearl..."
"Don't worry about me."
Alfred gave Sharp a cold look, interrupting him, "Audrey isn't some naive little girl, and they only meet occasionally at the Foundation; they don't really have that much interaction..."
"Mr. [World], thank you for your help."
Above the Gray Fog, Audrey spoke sincerely. She had no idea what her brother was saying in reality at that moment; she simply looked with gratitude at the [world] below the long table.
Just now, [Justice] Audrey shared her recent experiences.
As she rose through the Sequence, her status in the Psychology Alchemists improved further, and she received more attention. Hvin Rambis, the head of Backlund, personally reviewed her and met with her. If it weren't for Mr. Fool's prior protection, she would have been completely controlled by him.
Meeting a Demigod with ill intentions put Audrey under immense pressure.
Fortunately, [World] saw this and told the other party that they could contact him for help in case of an emergency.
This is considered the medical fee for [Justice]'s previous treatment.