Amidst his shock, another doubt surfaced in Alger’s mind.
Alger vaguely understood something.
Then, he became acutely aware of another problem.
Many thoughts flashed through Alger’s mind. Not only was he not repressed by his own guesses, but he was also excited. To him, Mr. Fool’s unknown purpose was the most frightening thing. Having an initial understanding of what he wanted to do allowed him to effectively avoid any risks and improve himself by doing so.
He couldn’t report the matter just like that, as it would arouse suspicion, and he had to patiently wait for an opportunity to let the higher-ups appreciate him and reward him, without ending up being monitored.
Audrey could tell that Mr. Hanged Man was undergoing a mental exercise, but she didn’t expect him to come up with so many guesses in such a short period of time.
And from the words of Mr. Fool, she was delighted to learn that Rose Redemption was a secret organization established by a number of Kings of Angels, which was also related to the True Creator.
At the same time, she vaguely sensed the strangeness of The World. She realized that this member of the organization, who was the most difficult to read, was always involved in important matters and could always obtain important information. Furthermore, he constantly produced formulas, ingredients, and Beyonder characteristics, as if he could successfully hunt down a Beyonder within one to two weeks!
Klein leaned back into his chair and said with a deep chuckle, “Red Priest.”
Fors and Emlyn listened as if they were listening to a story and were equally interested in similar information.
Seeing that Mr. Fool was no longer talking about the subject, Emlyn, who had freed himself from his emotions as a messiah, began to face the difficult problems of reality.
That was his lack of money!
Regardless, he had never considered selling off his dolls. He only told himself that he needed to be frugal in the future. Only after half a year or even a year could he get himself a new doll, or he could buy a new set of clothes for the dolls he already had.
In addition, the only way he could think of making money was to sell some potions that had a miraculous effect, but that could easily bring hidden danger to his clansmen in Backlund.
“Here’s the matter. Suppose there’s a powerhouse who has arranged for you to investigate something. Although you have successfully obtained the information, you are unable to report it to the person due to certain reasons. Then, how can you continue to get support from this powerhouse?”
Having said this, Emlyn suddenly felt that this act was somewhat shameful.
At this moment, Audrey, Fors, and Derrick cast their eyes towards Alger. In their eyes, Mr. Hanged Man was the most experienced and the best teacher in this field.
Klein also thought so too.
Alger glanced at The Moon and chuckled.
“It’s simple, but you have to take some risks.”
Emlyn subconsciously denied, “It’s not me!”
The Hanged Man replied with a chuckle, “Let’s assume that it’s you.”
He continued his description.
“You will slowly display a certain level of abnormalities in your daily life, allowing that powerhouse to see that you have a problem.
“He will have two choices. One is to interrogate you directly, but it will be very easy to end up losing a lead for clues. The second is to inadvertently provide you with help so that you can investigate more thoroughly and then send people to monitor you.
“I think the second possibility is the most likely. The risk you have to take is how to not reveal the information you want to hide while under surveillance.”
He then thought of something and turned to The Hanged Man.
“Last week, didn’t you ask about a way to make everyone on board a ship sleep at the same time?
“It’s very simple, I can provide you with a magical anesthetic gas that can effectively spread without any irritating smells. Even on the deck, one will fall unconscious once they catch a whiff of it. Of course, it’s best if you choose a windless night, and that the targets are unable to sense danger, and their physiques cannot be too strong. Those Beyonders that are well known for their physiques in Sequence 9 are the limit.
“It can cause deep slumber that lasts for more than three hours. The effects will constantly decline after that.
“A hundred pounds a can, and an extra thirty pounds for me.”
The Hanged Man thought about the situation of the sailors on the ghost ship and didn’t haggle.
“Okay.”
He wanted to erect a certain image in front of The Moon, to prepare for the big transaction that would follow. He had thought of using a Slumber Charm, but that would require him to chant the incantation. It would make the sailors notice that something was wrong and suspect something afterward.
At the end of the exchange, Klein tapped the surface of the long, mottled table with his finger, and he said with a leisurely smile, “I can foresee that everyone will present a new appearance of themselves next week.
“Let us end today’s gathering here.”
“Thank you for your blessings.” Audrey was the first to stand up. She took her leave, expressing her gratitude.
With Mr. Fool saying those words, she felt more confident in consuming the Psychiatrist potion.
As The Magician and the others repeated the same words, one figure after another disappeared from the palace. The area above the gray fog returned to its eternal silence.
