After discarding everything except his clothes, Ernes Boyar paused for a moment, then fully sobered up.
What am I doing? What have I done? The Sanguine Baron finally remembered what he had deliberately forgotten, and he remembered those clear, emerald-green eyes.
Psychological Suggestion, no, Hypnosis... Ernes Boyar looked around, half indignant and half unable to suppress his fear, instinctively re-examining his situation.
His gaze then fell upon the mountain-like figure, and he saw Father Utravsky with sparse and light eyebrows.
In an instant, Ernes Boyar's various thoughts swirled and collided, quickly giving rise to a powerful idea.
He offered no resistance and blurted out:
I'll be volunteering here for a month!
Emlyn's fate had already spread throughout the Sanguine circles of Backlund Ernes Boyar had long heard of Father Utravsky and knew that even if he resisted, he would not escape the Fate of becoming a volunteer. So he might as well be more straightforward, surrender voluntarily, and choose the conditions that were more favorable to himself.
At the very least, he couldn't be Psychological Suggestion to believe in " Earth Mother "... Just as this thought flashed through Ernes's mind, he noticed that Father Utravsky was carrying a lantern with a strange candle wrapped in human skin and covered in bumps inside.
In the dim candlelight, Ernes's pupils dilated again, and only one thought remained in his mind, echoing endlessly:
It's Psychological Suggestion again...
At that moment, he felt the shadows in his heart were so thick.
"Alright." Father Utravsky nodded, agreeing to Ernes Boyar's request.
Emlyn suppressed a smile that was a mixture of smugness and pleasure as he looked at the various items he had just caught, like a farmer who had reaped Harvest.
In a private room on the third floor of a West Balam- style restaurant in Saint Hilan Square, the light suddenly dimmed, and large shadows appeared.
Tiny bats flew out of the darkness and quickly gathered together.
Smoke billowed up, and Count Mistral, with his pale silver hair and scarlet eyes, appeared where the swarm of bats had been gathered, and everything around him returned to normal.
His servant, the middle-aged man in a dark suit, immediately stepped forward, bowed, and asked:
"Your Excellency, would you like to dine now?"
He couldn't tell from the count's face whether things were going smoothly or difficult, or whether the final outcome would be success or failure, but he didn't dare ask.
Mistral nodded slightly and said:
"Can."
He walked calmly to the dining table, took off the sapphire ring, and sat down without losing any of his composure, as if he had just gone out to feed the white pigeons.
"The flavor is rich and unique, but not bad..." In the private room next to Count Mistral, Klein, with an ordinary-looking face, was enjoying and commenting on a dish of offal with lamb stomach that was very much in the style of West Balam.
Although this disciplinary action was a collaborative attempt by several members of the Tarot Club, and did not require the intervention of "The World" or even Mr. " The Fool," Klein, considering that Miss " Justice " and " The Moon " Emlyn either lacked similar experience or were inexperienced, still quietly came to the vicinity to provide final assurance.
He had the Marionette pray to the " The Fool " at the dining table, while he went into the private restroom of the VIP box, came above the Gray Fog, and used the corresponding light spots to expand his vision to the entire square and surrounding area.
At the same time, he always held the " Sea God Scepter," ready to send lightning from the sky to stop it if he sensed anything amiss.
However, he ultimately did nothing, and the whole thing went even more smoothly than he had anticipated.
Needless to say, the combat-experienced " The Star " Leonard was quite capable, but even the " Justice " Miss, who was participating in this kind of thing for the first time, performed better than he expected, showing no nervousness or signs of panic!
Indeed, a Sequence 6 from the " Spectator " pathway is certainly better at controlling their emotions than most Low-Sequence individuals from different pathways. Even if they feel uneasy, they can resolve it with their extraordinary abilities before taking action... Klein nodded almost imperceptibly and continued to savor other delicacies.
Outside the window, in Saint Hilan Square, the sounds of flutes, violins, accordions, and lyre intertwined and overlapped, drifting gently and spreading out.
In Saint Hilan Square, a horse-drawn carriage slowly rounds the edge.
Leonard Mitchell, who was about to return to the north bank of Backlund Bridge, glanced at the white doves in the center of the square and suddenly lowered his voice:
" Old Man, do you think this operation will ultimately succeed?"
After dragging Ernes Boyar into the Dream Divination, he flipped through " Lemano's Travel Notes," activating " Angel's Embrace," and then left the scene in a carriage, unaware of whether the subsequent events went smoothly.
In his mind, Pallez Zoroast replied irritably:
"In the Fourth Age, there was a proverb that said: 'Believe in the power of the gods.'"
Does this mean that since Mr. " The Fool " has tacitly approved of this matter, it's guaranteed to succeed? However, the Old Man still doesn't understand Tarot Club enough. Mr. " The Fool " mostly just witnesses, he doesn't actually tacitly approve... Leonard muttered to himself, then changed the subject:
"Why does this proverb feel like it's incomplete?"
He did not tell Pallez Zoroast the specifics of the Tarot Club, only mentioning it briefly and relaying what Mr. " The Fool " had agreed to.
Pallez said with a "hey":
"Indeed, there's a second part to the saying: 'Do not trust their mercy.'"
Believe in the power of the gods, not in their mercy... Leonard repeated silently several times, glancing down at the notebook in his hand with its hard, patina-green cover.
He then murmured with considerable emotion:
"This is truly comparable to a 'Level 1' Sealed Artifact, and the way to neutralize its negative effects is also very simple."
Before this operation, considering that the " The Moon " realm also contains some dark authority, and that Beyonder along this path would have a strong resistance to Nightmare- like influences at a certain level, Leonard originally intended to borrow " Creeping Hunger " directly from "The World" Klein Moretti. However, during the subsequent discussion, " The Magician " mentioned the characteristics of this " Lemano's Travel Notes," which gave him a better option.
So, he, who was already in charge of using " Angel's Embrace," borrowed three hours of " Creeping Hunger " from Klein and Record several useful extraordinary abilities, including " Bribe-Weaken."
"This is something belonging to the Abraham family." Pales Zoroaster said with some sigh.
Leonard already knew this, nodded almost imperceptibly, and then asked:
" Old Man, do you have a way to reduce or control the negative effects of that magical item I mentioned before?"
"Can that be called a magical item? It's something that needs to be sealed!" Pallez scolded Leonard first, then said, "Didn't you say it has living characteristics? That's relatively easier to deal with."
Leonard relaxed and turned his gaze back to the window, admiring the Saint Hilan Cathedral, whose features were quite similar to those of the factory.
The entrance to the " Loen Charity Bursary Foundation " on Phelps Street in the North Borough, where Saint Samuel Cathedral is located.
Having changed her clothes, Audrey stepped down from the carriage, looking like an ordinary young girl.
She had already removed her newsboy disguise in the pre-arranged hotel room, a room that Emlyn had arranged and had nothing to do with her.
At that moment, several people were coming and going at the entrance of the " Loen Charity Bursary Foundation," but Audrey walked past them without any hesitation.
No one glanced at her; it was as if she lived in another world.
Audrey walked briskly through the hall, up to the second floor, and toward her own boardroom office. Everyone she encountered along the way seemed to be playing along, pretending not to see her and showing no surprise at what a strange young girl was doing there.
As Audrey was about to Door Opening the office door, she suddenly heard a familiar voice inside:
"Miss Audrey, this is the total amount of donations you've raised this week..."
Audrey couldn't help but smile slightly as she gently pushed open the half-closed door and went inside.
Inside the office, a staff member was showing a stack of documents to someone behind a desk.
Behind the desk was a large golden retriever with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging around its neck.
It sat in the seat designated for a board member, casually flipped through the documents, and said to the staff:
"No problem."
The staff member then took back the documents and smiled at the golden retriever:
"Then I'll be going out, Miss Audrey."
Audrey, suppressing a laugh, walked to the sofa next to her and sat down, quietly watching her leave without disturbing the golden retriever as it read other documents.
Susie read through the materials carefully, worried that her Acting might be problematic and affect Audrey's plans.
After a while, she suddenly looked around in confusion:
" Audrey, are you back?"
"How did you find out?" Audrey stood up from the sofa and came into Susie's view.
For this operation, she specifically communicated with Susie, asking her to work in her place at the " Loen Charity Bursary Foundation." Then, with the golden retriever in tow, she Hypnosis each of the staff members who would be in contact with her throughout the day, making them treat Susie as Audrey.
As for potential visitors, she told the staff that the guests would arrive in the afternoon.
The signal to end the Hypnosis was the church bells ringing at 2 PM.
Upon seeing Audrey, Susie jumped off her chair and said helplessly:
It's almost two o'clock.
"Yeah, right..." Audrey made a face at herself in her mind, quickly went into the small room to rest, changed into her own clothes, and used the ability of " Lies " to Flame Manipulation to burn away her previous disguise.
Back in her office, she sat down in her seat, completely relaxed, clasped her hands together, and gently pressed them to her lips.
To be honest, she was very nervous the whole time, but she managed to Placate herself down before and after the operation and didn't make any mistakes.
Looking back now, it was quite interesting, and we even discussed how to compensate those affected... Audrey, well done! A smile gradually blossomed on the beautiful blonde girl's face, becoming increasingly radiant.
After this incident, she discovered that she had absorbed a significant amount of her " Hypnotist " Potion, and she also confirmed one thing: the " Bribe-Attraction " ability inherent in the magical item " Hand of Horror " perfectly complemented her " Hypnosis "!
Hmm, I also learned that Mr. " The Moon " is named Emlyn White... He didn't intend to hide it, because he definitely had to tell me, otherwise he wouldn't be able to achieve his goal... Hmm, or he could give me the name of that church, but that would still expose his identity... I'm still a bit tense. I was too stiff during the Hypnosis, and I even used such direct terms as "first-level Hypnosis "... Audrey " Placate " her slightly agitated emotions and carefully reviewed the entire process of today's operation, hoping to learn from the experience and lessons.
Clang! Clang!
The hourly bells of Saint Samuel Cathedral chime, signaling the arrival of 2 p. m.
Inside 22 Phelps Street, where the " Loen Charity Bursary Foundation " is located, several staff members trembled slightly upon hearing the bell, but then continued with their work as if nothing had happened.
Clang! Clang!
As the church bells rang, Klein, now transformed back into Dawn Dantès, once again walked to the large balcony of 160 Böklund Street and gazed at the Macht family's situation.
Just then, a carriage passed by his mansion and headed to the other end of the street.
Suddenly, Klein's intuition kicked in, and a scene flashed through his mind:
A gray mouse was perched on the carriage window, leisurely watching the scenery on the street.