He's Truly Noble

"Really? It's actually true?"

Old Neil stared at the Potion recipe in his hand, a look of astonishment in his eyes.

How could that be?

Fifty pounds for a genuine item? Did Lynch really run into some kind person?

"What does that person look like? I want to buy one too!"

Old Neil immediately looked at Lynch.

Lynch scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head.

Old Neil stared at him blankly, and he stared back blankly.

"You've forgotten, haven't you? Do you know why I told you to be careful when taking the Sleepless Potion? You already have a bad memory, and this Pathway doesn't even enhance your memory; it's truly despairing."

Leonard scoffed.

Lynch gave a sheepish grin, and Old Neil shook his head with amusement.

"That's true. Asking you won't help. The vendors there change every day. As long as you pay, you can get in."

Old Neil picked up the recipe, indicating he would show it to the church. If it was genuine, Lynch might be able to apply for Sequence 8 Potion.

Congratulations! You'll soon be Poet. Have you written any poems yet?

Leonard asked with a smug look on his face.

Lynch curled his lip. "I've noticed you don't have any poems of your own either, but aren't you still called Poet?"

Leonard:...

Lynch is really hitting him where it hurts; it's too much.

Just then, Klein came in from outside.

He listened with curiosity as Kenley recounted Lynch's feat, his eyes flashing.

He guessed that Lynch's Spectator recipe was something he had gotten from Mr. Catlin before, since this guy knew many recipes; it couldn't have been from his Tarot Club, could it?

Klein shook his head with amusement, and was about to go back to the lounge to take off his hat when he saw Leonard's suspicious look.

"Tell me, who would be willing to sell Lynch a real formula for fifty pounds? And who knew he needed credit to Advancement Sequence 8, so they gave him this credit? Do you think it might be compensation for Lynch being controlled last time? Who is this person? It's so hard to guess!"

Leonard approached Klein, a strange smile on his face.

Klein:...

No, this recipe was given out by Lynch using such a lame excuse, what does it have to do with him?

Should Leonard have doubted Lynch instead?

Why would you suspect him?

"It wasn't me!"

Klein couldn't help but make a sound, Leonard laughed again.

"I didn't say it was you. I just have some questions, and I was wondering if you could answer them?"

Klein let out a breath.

"No, I can't answer that!"

He gave Leonard a disdainful look. Why didn't this guy with so many questions ask Lynch?

This is infuriating!

Lynch thought that submitting a formula with such a lame excuse would get him interrogated, but apart from Old Neil asking him what the other person looked like, no one asked him anything else.

Dunn called him into his office and asked him if he had enough money to spend, offering to give him some of his salary in advance.

Lynch refused.

Although he hasn't received the promised £1,500 from Miss Justice yet, he's not short of money. After all, Ms. Megose gave him £300 and had someone give him £10 for pocket money.

Lynch guessed that if he told Klein about this, Klein would definitely be on edge.

However, Klein will soon be even more vulnerable.

3 PM.

Lynch was pulled up to the Sefirah Castle.

He had the Stone of Myriad Phenomena modify his Spirituality light, making him appear calm, yet somewhat unhappy.

He didn't even greet Mr. Fool, and when Miss Justice and the others greeted him, he kept his mouth tightly shut, as if Mr. Fool owed him ten thousand pounds and still hadn't paid him back.

This left Mr. Fool somewhat helpless.

He thought he knew why Lynch was unhappy; the guy had to memorize the letters Mr. Catlin sent him and the contents of his diary, so it was obvious he was upset.

He didn't provoke Lynch, telling himself it was to show off the charisma of the evil god.

Of course, it was also because Miss Justice asked her question with a slight hesitation at this moment.

"Dear Mr. Fool, Mr. Hanged Man, and Mr. Power, I would like to ask, what can a pet with extraordinary strength do to help its master?"

She thought she had asked the question very tactfully, but all three gentlemen present simultaneously showed expressions of understanding.

"It depends on what Potion your pet took. If it took the Spectator Potion, then it has the abilities of Spectator. It can do everything you can do, so don't worry. There's a Sequence 8 Pathway called Beast Tamer, and they raise these extraordinary pets, which will help them with many things."

Lynch explained calmly.

Audrey almost covered her face.

Why did Mr. Power use the Spectator's Potion recipe as an example? Did he guess something?

Wait a minute, there's a Sequence 8 Pathway that leads to Beast Tamer, who trains many extraordinary pets. This means Susie has many companions. I wonder if Susie would like to be friends with them?

Miss Justice thought for a while, then sat up straight and said warmly, "Thank you, Mr. Power. You are such a kind and gentle man. By the way, you said last time you would get a Backlund anonymous card. Did you manage to get it done?"

Audrey thought the gentleman was truly noble. Although 1,500 pounds wasn't a lot, it was still an expense, yet the gentleman didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Moreover, Audrey believed that 1,500 pounds must be a great deal for this Mr. Power.

Judging from his cuffs, he was still wearing the same shirt with frayed edges as last time.

Even though the gentleman was struggling financially, he never pressured her to pay, which could only demonstrate his noble character.

Audrey was determined not to let this man suffer any loss; even if he didn't say anything, she would speak up.

Maybe if she doesn't say anything, the other person will just forget!

By the way, this time the other party also answered her questions enthusiastically, and he was willing to pay fifty, no, one hundred pounds to repay this Mr. Power.

But this time, there's no need to tell this gentleman; he'll definitely refuse. We can just give it to him directly.

Thinking of this, Miss Justice asked again, "Mr. Power, has your anonymous card been processed?"

"It's done. I took care of it yesterday. I promised you, and I can't go back on my word."

Lynch said gently.

This made Miss Justice shake her head repeatedly.

See, see!

She knew this Mr. Power didn't value money; he had delayed dealing with such a large sum until yesterday.

Perhaps he only did it because he didn't want to break his promise; if he hadn't agreed, Mr. Power probably wouldn't have taken the money.

What a noble man!

"Mr. Power, give me your card number quickly, I'll transfer the money to you as soon as I get back."

Miss Justice sat up straight, looking anxious, afraid that the gentleman would pretend to have forgotten about it and not want her money.

Sigh, Mr. Power should be called Justice!

How did she manage to steal the title of Mr. Power?