Above the Gray Fog, inside the magnificent, ancient palace, streaks of deep red light simultaneously rose from both sides of the mottled, ancient bronze long table. This light engulfed everything, then rapidly receded, condensing into blurred human figures.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"
"Justice" Audrey's light and pleasant voice quickly echoed within the grand palace supported by ancient stone pillars.
Following her actions, the other members of the Tarot Club also rose one after another to bow and greet The Fool at the head of the mottled long table. Afterwards, everyone nodded to each other, completing their mutual greetings.
During this process, the members of the Tarot Club also successively discovered the new member of the Tarot Club. He was seated to the left of Moon Emlyn, with one empty seat between them.
"A new member has joined, and Mr. Death is also participating in today's Tarot Club. Our Tarot Club is growing stronger and stronger... His sitting posture is as upright as a student in a classroom, giving a somewhat constrained feeling, yet he is very curious and actively observing his surroundings. His personality should be a free-spirited, unconstrained type, but he has received a relatively strict classroom education." Audrey observed the new member while genuinely feeling happy for the increasingly powerful Tarot Club.
"A new member? He looks a bit familiar. Is he someone I know, or someone I've seen recently?" Hermit Cattleya looked at the figure to her right with a slight doubt. The more she looked, the more familiar the other person seemed.
"Another new member has joined. His attire doesn't look like someone from Loen; he looks more like an adventurer active on the sea?" Magician Fors was also observing the new member.
"His attire is common at sea, making it impossible to confirm if he's a pirate or an adventurer. He gives me the impression that he doesn't have a fixed team. Is he an adventurer with strong personal strength?"
"Another member active at sea. If this continues, my advantage will diminish." Hanged Man Alger also observed the newly joined Anderson, feeling a considerable sense of urgency in his heart.
Moon Emlyn and Sun Derrick only briefly observed Anderson and didn't pay too much attention, one due to the arrogance of the Sanguine, the other due to not caring much about matters outside the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
Death Azik had been leaning back in the high-backed chair in a pensive manner from the start, not actively observing anyone around him.
"Anderson? Klein actually pulled this guy into the Tarot Club." Leyton briefly observed the new member and quickly matched Anderson's image in his mind with the person before him.
"Justice" Audrey responsibly took on the task of introducing the new member to the Tarot Club. She scanned the room, rose, bowed to The Fool Klein at the head of the table, then turned to Anderson and said:
"Hello, I am Justice."
"This is Mr. Hanged Man, this is Mr. Sun, this is Mr. Tower."
She introduced everyone by their codenames according to the order in which they joined the Tarot Club. Finally, her gaze rested on Azik, and after a pause, she continued:
"This is Mr. Death, a true Angel. He doesn't participate in the Tarot Club long-term, only coming when he has time."
"A true Angel! I didn't expect my first time seeing an Angel to be in this situation. He doesn't participate in the Tarot Club long-term, so it seems my luck is quite good."
Anderson let his thoughts wander for a bit, then quickly composed himself, cleared his throat twice, and adjusted his voice before speaking somewhat reservedly:
"I am Chariot, a treasure Hunter active on the high seas."
"Treasure... Hunter?" "Justice" Audrey replied with some confusion. She couldn't quite understand how 'treasure' and 'Hunter' were connected.
"They are a group of adventurers whose purpose is to seek out hidden treasures on the high seas. Unlike pirates who plunder, they focus on legendary treasures and strive for them."
Hermit Cattleya spoke before Anderson could explain, her gaze fixed on Anderson as she spoke. She could roughly determine who this new member was.
"Anderson? Did he really pray to Mr. Fool? And why would Mr. Fool let him join the Tarot Club? Besides the misfortune left on the mural by Angel of Fate that he's afflicted with, what else is special about him? Is it to establish contact with the God of Knowledge and Wisdom church? But there's already"
"Seeking out hidden treasures on the high seas, that's just like those adventure stories!"
Audrey's eyes gleamed slightly as she spoke with great admiration.
Her reaction made the usually calm Anderson feel a sense of pride. He shifted his body slightly, straightening his back.
Klein, at the head of the table, took all of this in, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "As expected of a Spectator skilled at observing human hearts. Even without using Beyonder abilities, she can provide high emotional value, liven the atmosphere, and draw people closer. Miss Justice, who is both wealthy and sensible, is truly the backbone of the Tarot Club."
Seeing no one speak, Anderson eagerly said:
"I heard Mr. Fool say that I can post missions here?"
"Justice" Audrey made a shushing gesture, then looked at Mr. Fool at the head of the table before answering:
"Now is Mr. Fool's reading time. Afterwards, it will be our time to communicate, post missions, and state our needs."
Klein remained leisurely leaning back in the high-backed chair, waiting for Miss Justice and the others to submit this week's Roselle diary to him.
Today, only Hermit Cattleya and Moon Emlyn provided two pages and one page of the diary respectively, with one page being a duplicate.
After Klein finished reading the materialized diaries, he waved his hand to make them disappear, then leaned back slightly against the chair, smilingly saying:
"You may begin."
Upon receiving the prompt from Mr. Fool, everyone in the Tarot Club looked at Chariot Anderson in unison.
Under the gaze of the Tarot Club members, Anderson awkwardly straightened up, cleared his throat, and said:
"I'd like to know if any of you have a way to clear misfortune from one's body... um, misfortune left on a mural by Angel of Fate Ouroboros."
"Angel of Fate... Ouroboros? Who has been afflicted by misfortune from this King of Angels?"
"Justice" Audrey whispered in surprise. She had already learned about this King of Angels at the Tarot Club, which was why she reacted with such astonishment.
"Indeed," Hermit Cattleya sighed inwardly, completely confirming her earlier guess.
As everyone in the Tarot Club turned their gaze to The Fool Klein at the head of the table, he manipulated his alternate account, The World, to say in a low voice:
"I know the location of a Fate Pathway demigod. He is currently staying at sea."
Chariot Anderson looked up in surprise. He had originally placed his hope on Mr. Death, who was an Angel, but he didn't expect the reply to come from the most gloomy and reserved The World.
He subconsciously turned his head to glance at The World at the very end of the mottled long table. Very gloomy, very cold, on par with that guy Gehrman Sparrow.
Suppressing his wandering thoughts, he eagerly said:
"What kind of price do I need to pay for this?"
"A Mystical Item with powerful offensive capabilities. A Sequence 5 level one will do."
As he spoke, The World glanced at Leyton. Besides its appearance, that pair of scissors perfectly met his expectations for a powerful Mystical Item.
"Okay." Anderson nodded without a second thought.
"I'll find you after it's over." The World nodded, his voice hoarse as he mentioned it, then fell silent.
"What 'after it's over'? Today's gathering? How will he find me? Does he know me?" A series of questions flashed through Anderson's mind. Seeing that The World had no intention of explaining, he could only remain silent for the time being and ask after today's Tarot Club ended.
"Does Mr. World know this new member in reality? But judging from the other party's reaction, he hasn't recognized Mr. World, which means The World's disguise in the Tarot Club is very good. He might not be as gloomy and reserved as he appears." "Justice" Audrey observed the two with great interest, making some analyses in her mind.
After a moment of silence, seeing no one speak, Klein once again manipulated The World to chuckle softly:
"Does anyone have the Seer Pathway Sequence 4 Beyonder Potion formula or clues? Or the Apprentice and Marauder corresponding Sequence 4 Beyonder Potion formulas?"
"Sequence 4... Is Mr. World going to advance to the demigod level?"
"Justice" Audrey was surprised. She had originally thought her own Sequence advancement was fast enough and was a little proud of it, but she didn't expect to have fallen so far behind The World.
"Mr. World suddenly became so high-end! Sequence 4 of the Apprentice Pathway, Mr. Lawrence should know. Why would Mr. World need the Beyonder Potion formulas for these three Pathways? Are they interchangeable Pathways?" Magician Fors was surprised while also considering whether she could obtain the Apprentice Pathway Sequence 4 Beyonder Potion formula.
Leyton leaned back lazily in the high-backed chair, his right thumb lightly rubbing the armrest. After a moment of hesitation, he chuckled softly and said:
"I have them, but let me remind you, these Pathways only become interchangeable at Sequence 3, and the other two Pathways are blocked by Amon and Mr. Door. The most suitable for you is still Seer."
After a pause, he continued:
"Sequence 4 of the Seer Pathway is called Bizzaro Sorcerer, Sequence 4 of the Apprentice Pathway is called Secrets Sorcerer, and Sequence 4 of the Marauder Pathway is called Parasite. Which ones do you need? Or, do you need all of them?"
"All of them? Are you trying to fleece me?" Klein grumbled inwardly, then manipulated The World to say:
"Bizzaro Sorcerer is enough. Do you know where to obtain the corresponding materials?"
Leyton nodded lightly. After requesting assistance from The Fool Klein, he materialized a yellowish-brown parchment with the Bizzaro Sorcerer Beyonder Potion formula written on it and handed it to The World at the end of the mottled long table.
Under Klein's manipulation, The World unfolded the parchment in front of him and read it carefully:
Main Ingredients: Main Eye of a Bizarro Bane + true Soul Body of a Spirit World Plunderer.
Supplementary Ingredients: 200 ml of Bizarro Bane blood + 30 grams of Spirit World Plunderer dust + 10 grams of red birch bark + a section of golden grapevine + a finger-sized homemade rubber mask.
Ritual: Primarily rely on one's own power and planning to direct a grand drama witnessed by many Spectators, thereby murdering a demigod or an equivalent Beyonder creature. Then, at the end of the drama, consume the Beyonder Potion.
At the end of the parchment, there was also Leyton's explanation of the Bizzaro Sorcerer advancement ritual:
"The essence of this ritual is to leave an imprint, which is an anchor.
Compared to other Pathways, Bizzaro Sorcerer, whose mental body will split, needs an anchor earlier.
However, this does not require faith for support. On the contrary, if faith is too complex, too chaotic, and involves too many personal emotions, the essence, which is temporarily only at Sequence 5, cannot bear it, and humanity will be directly wiped out.
A magnificent and profound drama, and the gaze of many Spectators, are enough to serve as an anchor."
In this space above the Gray Fog, even without divination, his intuition and premonition could still play a good role. With just a glance, he could already confirm the authenticity of this formula.
Under Klein's manipulation, The World slowly nodded and said:
"Okay, what do I need to pay?"
"When necessary, I will seek some help from you."
Leyton replied simply, without much explanation, but it was enough for Klein to understand.
Klein nodded deeply, simultaneously raising the rolled-up parchment in his hand and saying:
"Okay, do you know where to find the corresponding Beyonder Potion materials?"
"You can ask Arrodes. As long as it doesn't involve those existences, it can basically achieve omniscience."
Regarding clues about the materials, Leyton felt that the lick-dog mirror knew more. Finally, he added:
"It can even plan out how you should do it."
"It? Is that a Mystical Item, a living one? Sounds very powerful." "Justice" Audrey, who had been quietly listening in her seat, couldn't help but let her thoughts wander.
Hermit Cattleya turned her head with a larger arc to glance at The World at the very end of the mottled long table. She was not entirely unfamiliar with the name Arrodes; she had heard it from Queen Mystic a long time ago.
"Arrodes? This seems to be a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. Even the Queen only knows about it and has never had contact with it. Does The World have a way to borrow that 'Magic Mirror'? What exactly is his identity?"
Everyone else's attention was still on the Sequence 4 Beyonder Potion formula in The World's hand, and they didn't notice Hermit Cattleya's larger movement.