Chapter 91: An Invitation from Tarot Manor

"Esteemed... Holy shit! Wait!"

The man, who originally thought himself very gentlemanly and elegant, raised his head, just about to explain his purpose for coming here to Lan Qingyou to facilitate their ensuing exchange.

In the end, as soon as he raised his head, he saw four or five test tubes sealed with wooden stoppers, filled with pale blue and bright red liquids, hurtling toward him.

He didn't know what was inside the test tubes, but it definitely wasn't anything good.

Thus, the immediate moment he saw these things, the man chose to dodge without hesitation.

With swift movements, he sprinted from beneath the tree on the left to beneath the tree on the right at a speed Lan Qingyou had never seen before.

The entire process didn't even take a second.

In Lan Qingyou's eyes, this guy was running so fast he left afterimages!

Boom!

The man ran away in the first second, and the test tubes arrived in the next.

Amidst a violent explosion and freezing blast, a blackened patch was instantly blasted out of the white snow.

The suspicious figure a short distance away was left slack-jawed.

Was this alchemy?

He had never heard of alchemy possessing this kind of offensive capability!

No... in fact, in his mind, alchemy was merely for concocting potions.

After all, having roamed around the Abandoned Land these past few days, he was very clear about the situation here.

"Wait, I'm not here to fight you! I'm here to invite you!"

When the man looked in bewilderment at Lan Qingyou hovering in midair, he realized she was reaching into her pockets for more things.

He immediately clarified his intentions.

Forget about being a gentleman or being elegant. Put all of that aside; his life was the most important thing.

His dreams hadn't been fulfilled yet, and he didn't want to die for some inexplicable reason just like this.

Invite!?

Heh, that was a new word.

When Lan Qingyou heard him say this, she was momentarily taken aback, but she still pulled out the potions in the end.

After all, while she did want to hear what he had to say, she couldn't just stand there empty-handed.

With potions in hand, she could at least form a modicum of deterrence.

"Then tell me, what kind of invitation is it?"

"This... Are we talking right here?"

The man looked around, then looked up at Lan Qingyou in the sky and the terrace behind her.

Barring any accidents, that should be the Witch's shelter.

However, the Witch clearly had no intention of inviting him inside for a seat.

But this was normal too. In Kalim Continent, no one would invite a stranger into their shelter. Only an idiot would do that, and the Witch was clearly not an idiot.

To someone like him who delivered messages, this was an incredibly common occurrence.

So, he could only strain his throat to chat with Lan Qingyou in the air.

"Right, talk right here."

Lan Qingyou didn't give him a chance to spout nonsense.

"I'm here in the hopes that you'll join our organization."

"Organization?"

Lan Qingyou frowned slightly.

Wasn't this person sent by that slave owner Sherlock?

In her opinion, the only person who would send someone here to invite her was probably that fellow Sherlock who loved collecting slaves.

Yet it seemed this person wasn't sent by Sherlock?

"Tarot Manor. That's the name of our organization."

Tarot Manor?

Lan Qingyou's frown deepened.

Just from the name alone, there was indeed nothing worthy of deep thought. She couldn't even tell what this organization's constituent elements were.

For instance, names like 'Kalim Supreme Council' from the regional channel—one look and you could tell they were entities aiming to rule and command the entirety of Kalim Continent.

"Then what kind of organization is Tarot Manor? You can't expect me to just agree just because you asked me to join, right?"

Lan Qingyou asked.

"Just like the word 'Manor' in our name, Tarot Manor is a salon-style organization."

Salon. A form of social gathering akin to turning a living room into a social venue.

A group of like-minded individuals with similar interests would periodically gather together, drinking beverages and listening to elegant music while engaging in unrestrained heart-to-heart discussions.

Of course.

This was merely an explanation that some people considered more 'high-class' to put on airs.

A more easily understandable explanation would be drinking tea, chatting, and shooting the breeze.

Lan Qingyou neither agreed nor disagreed with this.

After all, she didn't have that much time to go to some teahouse to chat and drink tea. One must know, she was currently studying chemistry with Professor Sai.

As an underachiever who hasn't even done well in middle school chemistry, she needed to fiercely make up for lost time in this regard.

Perhaps noticing Lan Qingyou's lack of interest, the man immediately spoke up.

"Our Tarot Manor is a loose organization focused primarily on academic discussion. Aside from the premise that we cannot harm one another, there are absolutely no restrictive rules."

"The original intention behind establishing the organization was to learn from one another, discuss, and explore the mysteries of this magical world. If you feel unhappy staying inside, you can withdraw at any time."

The man's supplementary explanation made Lan Qingyou pause her thoughts of driving him away.

Exploring the mysteries of this magical world?

Academic discussion?

"So it's something akin to the academic seminars in universities?"

Lan Qingyou asked uncertainly.

"Yes, it's an organization similar to that type of format. Everyone can discuss magic, mana, or knowledge about this world inside. As an alchemist, I imagine you've also read quite a few books about this world, right? The vast majority of people inside Tarot Manor are just like you, coming in with an attitude to learn."

Oho!

Truth be told, hearing this man's explanation, Lan Qingyou felt tempted.

Putting alchemy aside, she would need a massive amount of knowledge to craft golems in the future. After joining, there was a chance she could acquire no small amount of new knowledge and academic theories.

After flow, even Blue Star's chemistry could provide her with plenty of inspiration.

"Then what kind of people are currently in your Tarot Manor?"

Lan Qingyou intended to ask clearly first to see if it was what she needed, or if it would be helpful to her.

"Right now, apart from myself, there's one person working in agriculture, two studying magic, one crafting magical tools, one crafting magical machinery, one researching astronomy, and there's also an angler."

The man counted on his fingers, giving Lan Qingyou a proper explanation before adding another sentence.

"Everyone, just like you, possesses a world title."

Hiss—

They all had world titles?

Hearing this, Lan Qingyou couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath of cold air.

The people this guy had mentioned previously engaged in research were already enough to astonish her, but she didn't expect him to be holding back such a huge bombshell right at the end!?

Although she knew that quite a number of people had continuously obtained world titles during this period of time, she never expected there to be an organization planning to gather all these people together for academic discussion.

However, just looking at the 'actions' required for her and Gu Xiaobei to obtain their titles, those capable of obtaining titles should all be people who had invented or created something new, right?

Hold on!

Wasn't there a criterion in last month's monthly grading regarding contribution points to this world?

She and Gu Xiaobei had both obtained their titles this way; could it be that the other fifty-plus people were in the same situation?

Could it be...