However, she controlled her mouth in time as she apprehensively looked at Mr. World.
At the same time, Alger, Audrey, and Cattleya vaguely guessed that the serious matter that had happened in Backlund’s East Borough was the assassination of the Aurora Order’s Oracle. Based on the inferences they had before, it was done by The World!
And as Emlyn wasn’t a Spectator, he wasn’t able to tell from her eyes. All Fors could do was force a smile at Emlyn.
“I’m unable to tell you the specifics.
“I only know that demigod-level Beyonder powers of the Storm domain appeared back then. The Church of Storms places a great deal of attention over the matter.”
She didn’t dare divulge the reasons on behalf of Mr. World, simply describing what she had seen.
She believed that if Mr. World was willing to reveal more, he definitely would’ve added on to her answer.
They had previously imagined that Leymano’s Travels had been created after the death of the Aurora Order Oracle; therefore, The World had no way of borrowing Mr. Fool’s demigod-level powers to record them before the assassination!
The World had the strength, intelligence, support, and ability, making him one of the top Sequence 5 Beyonders below that of demigods!
As for Cattleya, she shared similar thoughts with Audrey. She planned on asking Queen Mystic about the situation. This owner of the Dawn had previously revealed in her letter that she would be in Backlund for the time being.
Although he enjoyed staying at home and not heading out, he still needed to head out to get some blood to drink from the hospitals. Being in a big city, he was equipped with common knowledge. Together with his elders warnings and guidance, he knew a lot about the official organizations like the Machinery Hivemind, Mandated Punishers, and Nighthawks. He knew the influence that a serious case would bring to the area.
He quickly came to a decision that he would take action in the latter half of the night. During this time, the low-class residents of East Borough would begin returning home from work. Although it was dark, the streets would be bustling. Even if the Mandated Punishers had ten times more manpower, it was impossible to carry out any strict surveillance and single out every possible suspect.
“I will keep that in mind.”
He had said that sentence very calmly and with great confidence, as though everything was in control.
To him, as there was only one Traveler’s Door in Leymano’s Travels, he definitely needed to use Creeping Hunger for his return trip to the primitive island. In that case, he might as well exploit the glove as he needed to feed a death row convict to it. He didn’t want to waste it.
“Anyways, I’ve warned you.” Fors didn’t speak further, wishing that everything would go smoothly for Mr. Moon.
At that moment, Alger turned to look at Little Sun.
“Are you still in the City of Silver?”
“Yes, my recent mission is to acquaint myself with my powers and patrol the surrounding area,” Derrick replied honestly.
Alger thought for a moment before saying, “Has that Shepherd Elder not looked for you recently?”
“No.” Derrick paused. “The six-member council seems to be busy with the former Chief’s mausoleum. As for what it is, I’m not privy to the information.”
Klein had heard Little Sun mention of the former Chief of the City of Silver. It was said that he had built a mausoleum that reached deep underground before moving into it, and he hadn’t appeared again. It was suspected that his attempt to switch to Sequence 3 of the Death pathway had failed.
“Okay!” Derrick nodded strongly. “I’ll do my best to figure out the specifics.”
The exchange continued. As the members didn’t encounter much this week, this segment quickly came to an end. The Tarot Club members began teaching The Sun mysticism languages of the outside world as they learned about ancient myths from him.
During this process, Audrey was a little disappointed and depressed. She had failed to buy anything or share anything this week, and her participation appeared lacking.
Over the past half a year, she had read quite a number of useful books thanks to Susie. In terms of profundity and maturity, she was a lot better than before.
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Böklund Street North Borough, 160 Böklund Street.
After ending the Tarot Club, Klein walked to the attached balcony to his bedroom, and he looked at the surrounding environment which was filled with vegetation.
At this moment, he heard knocking at the door.
“Please enter,” Dwayne Dantès with his gray sideburns turned around and said.
The doorknob turned and the door opened. Butler Walter in his white gloves walked in and said respectfully, “Sir, Ma’am Mary from the National Atmospheric Pollution Council is here to visit you.
“Do you wish to meet her?”
“It’s almost tea time. Let’s have it a little earlier.”
“Alright, I will invite Ma’am Mary to the activity room on the second story.” Walter easily understood his employer’s intentions.
Klein nodded slightly without saying anything else. With the help of his valet, Richardson, he wore his coat and went down to the second story.
Soon, he saw Ma’am Mary with her tall cheekbones in the activity room.
This lady was dressed in a dark blue dress with elegant accessories in an ostentatious but restrained manner. Compared to last year, she appeared more classy and with a higher temperament.
“Good afternoon, Ma’am. I’ve always been considering finding a time to visit you. I would wish to hear about your investigations on Backlund’s atmospheric pollution.” Klein took the initiative to speak politely.
Mary replied with a smile, “Unfortunately, I didn’t manage to wait for it.”
After exchanging a few words of pleasantries as they talked about the recent weather, Klein sat on a single-seater as he raised his porcelain teacup.
“Ma’am, you seem to have something troubling you?”
He could tell that Mary was hesitant and deliberating.
Mary laughed as she sighed.
“I’ve heard about your experience and wisdom. I believe that you’re a gentleman with excellent foresight.
“This is the thing: Are you interested in purchasing some of the Coim Company’s shares?”
“Why? Ma’am, are you in trouble?” Klein asked in a staid manner
Mary shook her head.
“Someone else is selling them.”
