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On the long row of bookshelves against the wall, volumes of books are neatly arranged; among the easels placed randomly, colorful stains can be seen everywhere——
It's hard to imagine that this is the scene in the same room.
Piero called his sister to sit down at the long table next to the bookshelf. He spent a lot of time introducing extraordinary people and the extraordinary world to her using his own personal experience as an example.
Finally, he also demonstrated a little bit of the "reader's" extraordinary quality of fast memory to prove to his sister.
"So you're saying that as long as I drink the 'Hunter' potion, I can become an excellent painter?" Delila, with black hair and ears, asked in confirmation, "Then why don't you just find a bottle of 'Painter' potion?" Give me the medicine, it will definitely work better than 'Hunter'."
Piero scratched his temples and laughed twice:
"Well, as far as I know, there shouldn't be a 'painter' potion."
"Why not?" Delila asked doubtfully.
"I don't know either," Piero shook his head, "Maybe it hasn't been studied yet."
Delila curled her lips, not satisfied with this explanation.
As she thought about it, she thought about the exaggerated improvement in quality that her elder brother had just described, and she was full of expectations.
"Then give it to me..." Delila stretched out her white palm with a little paint on it, "that bottle of the so-called 'Hunter' potion."
Snapped!
After Piero moved his palm away, Delila found that there was a gray-white domino in his palm.
"Is this a magic potion?"
No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like something drinkable!
"This is a necessary step before taking the potion," Piero couldn't explain clearly at this time due to the restrictions of the oath, "you will know by tapping it on the table."
Mysterious... Delila muttered and put the dominoes on the table.
Boom!
Nothing seemed to happen except a normal soft sound.
Just as Delila was about to ask, something abnormal—oh, in the words of her elder brother, called a supernatural phenomenon—appeared.
On the wooden desktop, an obvious scratch appeared from scratch, and a circle was drawn centered on the location where she had just struck, with an area equivalent to that of an ordinary notebook.
What does it mean?
Delila, who was attracted by this magical scene, did not notice that her eldest brother Piero had quietly avoided him and retreated to the bookshelf, completely losing the eager attitude just now.
A folded piece of letter paper appeared out of thin air in the circle.
Delila followed her curious instinct and opened the page of letter paper to read:
"...So, there is a clever method called "acting method"..."
What is all this? Delila, who was half-informed and confused, raised her head and asked:
"What do these mean, and what is 'acting'?"
When she saw Piero standing by the bookshelf far away from her, still shaking slightly, she asked again, "What are you doing standing so far away, are you pranking me?"
Hearing his sister's "acting method", Piero suddenly felt all the pressure disappear and his whole body became relaxed.
"Come, let me answer your questions," he smiled and sat back at the long table, deliberately ignoring his sister's last question, "and then we will prepare the potion."
…
The capital of the Rhoside Islands, Bayam, the "City of Generosity".
Alger Wilson walked out of the hotel and rushed to a nearby secret underground trading market.
He had already received the payment and remuneration from Mr. World. He used the money to do things, so naturally he had to go early to help him buy the materials.
The process was smooth.
Carrying three "Hairs of Deep Sea Nagas", Alger did not return the same way he came. Instead, he left the underground trading market through another exit. Based on the assumption that someone was following and monitoring him, Alger walked around in circles several times in a row. After confirming that it was safe, he left the underground trading market. He carefully came to the door of a house and rang the doorbell.
This is the residence of "Artisan" Sharf.
With a ding-ding-dong-dong sound, a middle-aged man with lean skin and slightly tanned skin opened the door, glanced at Alger, and asked:
"Deal?"
"Yes!" Alger nodded.
…
At six o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.
Before Klein got up to prepare dinner, the doorbell rang, and a man wearing a dark green uniform, disguised as a postman, delivered a package that was said to be very valuable.
It was obvious that he was sent by Prince Edsac, and inside the package was the divination medium requested by Klein - Talim's personal belongings, hair, flesh and blood, and daily records.
This is an extremely difficult case.
Klein deeply understood that if something was found out, the royal family would most likely turn him into the next Talim, but if they didn't find out... then Prince Edsac would probably not make it easy for him.
Dilemma.
What's more, he suspected that someone was already spying on him——
This is also the reason why he has to be cautious even when holding a "Tarot Meeting". He would rather believe that something exists than that it doesn't exist...
There is only one solution to such a difficult problem, and Klein has already thought about it clearly.
During this period of time, he had to work hard to focus and find ways to explore the truth behind the incident, and use actions to satisfy the prince... But on the other hand, he could not really find out the slightest truth, and had to satisfy the royal family with the results.
It's around eight o'clock in the evening.
After a serious divination investigation, Klein lay down on the sofa to rest a little tiredly.
At this time, layers of illusory prayers suddenly sounded in his ears, a male voice.
It should be "The Hanged Man". He bought "Hair of the Deep Sea Naga"... Klein perked up, but on the surface, he walked into the bathroom with slow steps.
…
Above the gray fog.
The table in front of Klein was lined up with multiple items, all of which had just been sacrificed by the "Hanged Man".
He looked through the paper with three formulas written on it and performed a divination to confirm the authenticity of the formula.
Afterwards, he threw the image of "The Hanged Man" praying for the transfer of items into the crimson star corresponding to "Temperance" Valeela, to remind her to arrange the "Giving Ceremony", and at the same time asked:
"When do you plan to perform 'magic mirror divination'?"
If he were free recently, Klein would never ask this question.
"immediately."
Klein was relieved when he got the answer.
Having had many experiences of holding and responding to ceremonies, he knew very well that the so-called "immediately" actually still had some free time that could be used.
He took advantage of this moment to temporarily escape from the gray fog, took off his clothes and threw them out of the bathroom. He turned on the hot water shower. After pretending to take a bath, he walked four steps backward again and returned to the gray fog, just in time for Valeela's meeting. "Giving Ceremony".
He pushed open the illusory door and sent in the items that "The Hanged Man" had sacrificed not long ago.
After a short wait, he saw the crimson star corresponding to Temperance Valeera expanding and contracting again.
