Agnes' eyes under her cloak looked at the situation in the bar above. The red and black tones of the entire bar were intertwined, so that its style was not the usual dazzling feasting, but a weird one. Mystery. But the musician on the stage was playing soothing music on the violin, and an inexplicable sense of fragmentation arose spontaneously. Guests wearing large cloaks in twos and threes were chatting in the corner, almost as if they were plotting something evil.
This bar barely conceals its differences. Whether it is the guests wearing cloaks or the atmosphere with strange personal feelings, it is all too obvious. Agnes thought, as a secret organization on the holy island of Wasan one of the strongholds.
"Please follow me." A waiter wearing a waiter's uniform and a white mask covered his entire face, only revealing a little of his chin. He glanced at Lunn and his eyes stayed on Agnes. After a moment, he bowed and said.
Agnes raised her eyebrows slightly and followed the waiter. There is almost no sound when walking on the ground covered with a black carpet with gold edges. Various oil paintings are hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor. Some are wearing long white skirts and holding umbrellas standing in front of a hedge studded with white flowers. Girls, and others in black windbreakers, were stepping on the rugged rocks with their canes, looking at the sea of mist beneath their feet.
Agnes didn't see the meaning of these oil paintings for a while. She just followed the waiter to the door of a private room with Lunn and stopped.
The waiter reached out and knocked on the door several times in a special rhythm, and several sounds of gold and stone tapping came from the door. The waiter listened carefully for a moment, then reached out to help Agnes and Lunn open the door of the box. Agnes's eyes scanned the exposed scenes.
The room seemed large enough, at least Agnes couldn't get a full view of the room through the few gaps opened by the waiter. The room was mostly dark, with only a few flickering candles illuminating a small area.
However, the darkness was not enough to affect Agnes's observation of the room. She had already seen a large table that could seat seven or eight people and four people wearing hoods and cloaks sitting at the table.
The waiter bent slightly and made a gesture to invite the two of them in. Agnes nodded slightly and walked in with Lunn.
"Mr. 'Mr. Misidentified' introduced a new member. 'Mr. Misidentified' has already vouched for it in accordance with the rules of the party." The figure sitting at the top said, his eyes staring at Agnes for two seconds. , said: "What do I call you?"
"'Teal'," Agnes said in the same aria she had done before.
"Okay, Ms. Cyan." The host nodded almost invisible and said, "No one else should come."
"Let's get started." He said. He looked at Lunn and said, "I got a clue about what you asked for last time. Do you want to exchange it?"
Agnes raised her eyebrows slightly, but Lunn just pondered for a moment and said, "I need to evaluate the value of the clues."
"A reasonable request." The host nodded, "I think we can communicate alone later."
Lunn nodded in agreement, but the host said nothing.
"I hope to buy some information," another person on the side raised his questions almost seamlessly, using a hoarse voice, "I want to know what happened in Bodivia. I can use the information to Value pays.”
Agnes frowned and said nothing.
"No one is willing to answer?" The man looked a little disappointed, and his voice was obviously disguised and lowered slightly.
"Okay." He sat back, looking ready to wait for others to speak.
After that, two transactions related to extraordinary materials and extraordinary items were finally successful. However, Agnes did not have any necessary needs for these things for the time being. She just observed a few people and made an internal evaluation of the characteristics of these people.
The host of this party was an older man. Although he seemed calm and trustworthy, Agnes felt that the man's ranking was not high, at most mid-rank. She could sense that there was strong irritability and anxiety in this person's heart, as well as a strange sense of mission.
The person who asked Bodivia before was a young woman. She had a slightly cold aura about her, a bit like an Extraordinary who had more ways of dealing with corpses or wraiths. And when she asked about what happened to Bodivia, Agnes did not feel any strong desire. It seemed that the other party was not particularly in urgent need of Bodivia's situation.
As for the other two people, one of them has almost completely hidden himself in the darkness. He is similar to Lun at that time and should be an Extraordinary in the "Assassin" sequence; while the other has opened his mouth to sell potions before. It seems that he is either a "pharmacist" or a "pharmacist". The Physician of the Cultivator path.
Agnes made a rough judgment on several people, and then slowly said: "Does anyone know about the 'Remnant Sin Cult'?"
The expressions of the people in the room almost turned strange. The young woman who had asked for news about Bodivia asked Agnes directly: "What can you pay me?"
"Jinlisuo," Agnes said without hesitation: "Or if you want to get some information, you can, but I will evaluate the value of the information you give me."
"Okay, I want news," the young woman responded immediately, "We will communicate alone later."
Agnes nodded and said no more.
There was silence in the room. The host glanced at everyone in the room and said, "If you want to get some reward from the bar, you can come to me."
No one in the room answered his words, and the host didn't seem surprised. He just said to Agnes: "Okay, Ms. Cyan, the separate room is over there. You can go with Ms. Blue Mountain Flower." Communicate there. Of course, the 'Blue Mountain Flower' lady knows the rules."
Agnes stood up together with the "Blue Mountain Flower" lady and walked into the small room next to her.
Agnes saw "Blue Mountain Flower" casually take out 5 lire and threw it on the table on the side of the room without blinking.
She looked at Agnes and explained casually: "Oh, what this means is that I don't want the subsequent exchanges to be shared."
Agnes raised her eyebrows, not trusting the character of the bar.
"Okay, let's continue our transaction. You are lucky. I know the Yu Zui Cult relatively well, and most of the Beyonders in Feneport have never heard of the Yu Zui Cult." "Blue Mountain Flower" was on the side. He sat down on the chair and stared at Agnes closely.
"What news do you want in exchange?" Agnes also sat down and asked.
"You know, I'd like to hear from Bodivia."
