After following Ernes Boyar aimlessly for a while, Emlyn gradually began to consider giving up.
He glanced at the increasingly heavy rain outside the arcade and couldn't help but think:
"How should Ernes be punished? Although he probably did it on orders or Psychological Suggestion, he's still despicable!"
"As for Lord Nibes... I don't have the ability right now. But wait, when I become a marquis or a duke, I will definitely make him pay the price!"
"Miss ' Magician ' has completed her exploration of that abandoned castle. I wonder if she was monitored by the Sanguine sent by Lord Nibes... Judging from her tone, description, and the feedback from Mr. ' The Fool,' it seems not... Could it be that Lord Nibes didn't send Sanguine to the area around the castle? But what's the point of testing them then? Or perhaps they missed it due to some issue?"
Amidst his racing thoughts, Emlyn felt he needed to consult someone about how to punish Ernes Boyar, as he lacked any experience in this area.
Subconsciously, the first person that came to his mind was " The Hanged Man," a senior member of the Tarot Club who was experienced and exceptionally reliable in all matters and never disappointed the other members.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Emlyn rejected the choice, because it involved internal probing among Sanguine, and disclosing it to the Tarot Club members before the results were in would damage his pride and the overall image of the Sanguine!
For the same reason, he ruled out "the world" as a candidate.
Of course, he felt he should be able to guess what kind of advice "the world" would give:
Kill them!
"There's no need to go this far..." Emlyn muttered to himself, aimlessly trailing behind Ernes Boyar while expanding the list of potential partners to the real world.
Then he found that he didn't have many goals to choose from, and he had almost no friends.
After ruling out his parents, who were also Sanguine, he could only consider two people: Father Utravsky of the Harvest Church and the mysterious and resourceful Detective Sherlock Moriarty.
" Sherlock hasn't returned from Backlund yet. Sigh, I'll have to see the priest tomorrow, but I can't be too direct..." Emlyn made a quick decision, walked past Ernes Boyar, and headed towards the end of the arcade, where several horse-drawn carriages were waiting.
Once aboard the carriage and feeling the wheels turn, Emlyn casually glanced out the window and saw more and more rain pounding against the glass, leaving streaks as it went down.
In his blurry vision, carriages drove by one after another.
Audrey turned her gaze from the rain outside the carriage window, glanced at her personal maid Annie, and then silently exchanged a glance with Susie was squatting beside her.
She used her eyes, facial expressions, and subtle body language to say:
I'm almost home, I'm a little nervous.
Susie wagged her tail, raised her paw, and adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses hanging around her neck. Combining the color changes at the Ether Body and Mental Body levels, she conveyed her meaning:
Don't worry too much, Ms. Islante, who appears to be Psychiatrist but is actually only a " Mind Reader," won't be able to see through your Lies.
Audrey nodded slightly, watching the carriage drive into the Hall family's luxurious villa and stop in front of the screened entrance hall.
Since joining the " Loen Charity Bursary Foundation," she has been spending less and less time at home during the day. She had originally planned to arrange a meeting with Ms. Islante of the Psychology Alchemists at 22 Phelps Street in the North Borough, but since Mr. Dawn Dantès had gone to the Southern Continent and was not at the Foundation, there was no need for that.
In her private study, Audrey met Ms. Island Islante Osilika, who had waist-length black hair and a baby face.
"I'm sorry, after returning to Backlund I've been busy meeting up with friends and then joining the ' Loen Charity Bursary Foundation,' so it's only today that I'm finally able to meet you." After leaving Susie outside the door, Audrey gave an elegant bow, demonstrating her attitude.
This was actually intentional on her part, delaying it for almost a month. This way, her progress in becoming a " Hypnotist " after digesting the " Psychiatrist " Potion seemed reasonable, a sign of genius rather than a problem.
Islante returned the greeting casually:
"I've heard that you've been working tirelessly for children who yearn for knowledge; your virtue shines brighter than diamonds."
Audrey gestured for the other person to sit down, then walked to the armchair and hummed in agreement.
"The situation those children are in is something I've never seen before. There's always a voice in my head urging me to do something. Ms. Islante, if you have the time, you could come with me and the staff of the ' Loen Charity Bursary Foundation ' to visit different schools and see the situation of most children in the world."
At this point, she chuckled softly, seemingly mocking herself:
"I apologize, but I've recently gotten into a habit of bringing up this topic because I want more nobles and wealthy people to participate in this kind of charitable work, donate more money, and help more children."
After hearing Audrey's words, Islante responded somewhat awkwardly:
"I will do that, and I will also donate some money to the ' Loen Charity Bursary Foundation '."
"No, I don't want to force you to donate. It must be an absolutely voluntary act from the bottom of your heart. I just hope you can go and see for yourself, and then tell the people around you about the children's situation and their possible future, including the members of the Psychology Alchemists." Audrey shook her head and refused Islante's offer.
"Okay." Islante nodded slightly in agreement at first, but then felt a strange sense of absurdity about the matter:
Miss Audrey's true intention seems to be to solicit donations from the Psychology Alchemists Society.
But this is a Concealment and extraordinary underground organization!
This is essentially no different from fundraising for the Aurora Order!
Audrey stopped discussing the " Loen Charity Bursary Foundation " and instead said:
"Ms. Islante, I have something to tell you."
"What?" Islante "read" solemnity, joy, and pride from the other person's emotions and actions.
Audrey smiled faintly and said:
"I have become a ' Hypnotist '."
"..." At this moment, Islante suspected that she had been Hypnosis by the other party.
Although she knew Miss Audrey had obtained the " Hypnotist " Potion recipe before, how long had it been?
"You should be able to confirm that I'm not lying," Audrey said with a slight smile.
Islante then came to her senses and asked, both surprised and suspicious:
"You seem to have had some unusual experiences?"
"It's simply about being willing to apply it," Audrey said, her words utterly honest.
Islante frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"You want Sequence 5 Potion recipe?"
"Yes, what do I need to do, or what do I need to give?" Audrey did not hide her purpose.
Islante glanced at the beautiful blonde, blue-eyed lady opposite him, and said carefully:
"This is not something I can decide. I will report it and arrange for you to meet with Hilbert and Stephen as soon as possible."
She was referring to psychologist and jewelry designer Hilbert Alucard and furniture merchant Stephen Hampres.
It is clear that Islante is in a subordinate position within their group of Psychology Alchemists members.
Audrey was not surprised by Islante's reaction, but that did not mean that Island's handling of the situation was without fault.
A Sequence 6 Beyonder with aspirations for advancement is a highly regarded member in any Concealment organization, or even the Church of the True God, and is qualified to meet directly with the higher-ups!
In other words, after being promoted to " Hypnotist," Audrey is now an elite member of the mid-level of the Psychology Alchemists. Her next goal is to become a near-high-level member, and she should meet with the members of the Psychology Alchemists Council, not Hilbert and Stephen.
As the thought flashed through her mind, Audrey deliberately released a hint of displeasure.
Islante keenly caught the signal and quickly explained:
"Meeting with Hilbert and Stephen is to confirm your status. Afterwards, a committee member will speak with you."
"Actually, given your current rank, you should be leading a group and developing members, but your identity, status, and daily environment made us cancel this plan, as we were worried it would affect your daily life."
Committee member... I wonder how many members are on the Psychology Alchemists Council in Backlund... Could it be that royal advisor, Mr. Herabergen Rambis? Audrey nodded thoughtfully.
"I understand, and I will wait for your arrangements."
She quickly changed the subject, her eyes flickering with curiosity as she asked:
"Ms. Islante, do you know what the Sequence 5 Potion from the ' Spectator ' pathway is called?"
Upon seeing the blonde, blue-eyed noblewoman before him, who unconsciously revealed a girlish demeanor, Islante silently breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"I once heard Hilbert mention it; it was called ' Dreamwalker.'"
" Dreamwalker "... This is a bit different from what I imagined. Or is "dream" just a metaphor, and the more accurate term should be "subconscious walker"? Audrey didn't hide that she was thinking and analyzing, and then steered the conversation towards various knowledge in the field of psychology.
After Islante had dinner, she saw the lady out of the hall and into her carriage.
Outside, the night was pitch black, the wind howled, and the rain poured down.
Amidst the torrential rain, howling winds, and the deep darkness of night, a passenger liner powered by a hybrid of wind and Steam is navigating the safe passage of the Raging Sea.
Klein has left the Southern Continent and is returning to Desi Bay in the guise of Dawn Dantès.
As the ship rocked and swayed, he suddenly woke up, got out of bed, walked to the window of the first-class lounge, and looked outside.
In the deep darkness of the night, amidst the swirling raindrops, a massive three-masted sailing ship, shrouded in pure black, silently sailed by.
It is nearly a hundred meters long and has lanterns hanging on its sides, with three black canvases suspended on it.
On the deck, behind the cabin, stood a two- or three-meter-high, weathered stone chair, but no one was sitting there.
This is the " Black Emperor," the symbol of Nast, the " King of the Five Seas," the Black Emperor "!
P. S.: Requesting recommendation votes and monthly tickets on Monday!