Chapter 133: New Member at the Tarot Society

The next day, another Monday of a new week, Lei Kedun was eager for today's Tarot Society; Luo Sago had already delivered the heads, so this Tarot Society could finally meet Mr. World, Ke Lai'en's sub‑account.

At three in the afternoon, a deep crimson light rose precisely on time, swelling like a tide and gradually drowning the view.

When vision returned, Lei Kedun's eyes saw a palace perched above a gray mist, like a giant's dwelling.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool. Good afternoon, Mr. White Tower."

Ao Daili cheerfully greeted every member of the Tarot Society until her gaze reached the far end of the bronze long table, where a figure cloaked in a black hooded robe sat. That figure was equally ethereal and hazy.

Ao Daili cast a slightly puzzled yet delighted look toward the Mr. Fool seated at the head of the bronze long table.

She hadn't expected a new recruit so soon; only two weeks had passed since Mr. White Tower joined.

"That shows our Tarot Society is growing rapidly! Ao Daili, you will soon be an elder of the Society."

While Ao Daili's thoughts fluttered, before she could ask the newcomer's code name, the Mr. Fool at the head spoke:

"This is the new member, Mr. World."

Lei Kedun examined Mr. Fool's sub‑account with curiosity, a faint violet glow flashing in his eyes.

"I can't see much, but it feels fake, like a puppet on strings; Ke Lai'en probably can't yet handle dual‑thread operation, otherwise Mr. World's movements wouldn't be so stiff."

"Besides someone like me who already knows the world is a sub‑account, they wouldn't dare think in that direction."

After his thoughts fluttered for a moment, Lei Kedun lowered his gaze, avoiding further observation, and greeted the new member:

"Good afternoon, Mr. World."

"If you have any traits to sell, consider me; as a friend I'll give you a friendly price!"

"Good afternoon! I will."

The sub‑account World, under Mr. Fool's control, rasped its voice, replying in a monotone.

Seated at the head, beneath the gray mist, Ke Lai'en hesitated slightly, glancing at Mr. White Tower who had greeted his sub‑account, suspecting the other was testing him.

He wondered whether the sub‑account World was Ke Lai'en Moraiti?

"Why? Because the code name World, or because I placed World at the far end of the bronze long table?"

Ao Daili continued to watch the newcomer curiously, finding him consistently calm and rational, and she could not glean any information from Mr. World.

"Good afternoon, Mr. World."

Ao Daili politely greeted him.

The Hanged Man and Little Sun also each greeted the new member World afterwards, and the day's Tarot Society officially began.

At the head, Fool Ke Lai'en turned his gaze to Ao Daili and said:

"The two candidates you proposed are still under review."

He then assigned Miss Justice a scouting task, asking her to pass it to the two candidates she suggested.

Then he operated his sub‑account again; after surveying the room, Mr. World rasped and said:

"Mr. Fool told me this place can issue quests and gather materials, is that correct?"

"Yes, as long as you can pay the price; even if we fail, we still have Mr. Fool and his followers!"

Lei Kedun replied in a tone that was not especially serious.

"Gentlemen, the reading time for Mr. Fool now begins."

Miss Justice reminded the two who were about to continue the conversation.

"Miss Justice truly has a strong sense of ownership," Ke Lai'en thought to himself, then looked toward the Hanged Man seated opposite her.

The Hanged Man, who had remained silent and observant because of the newcomer, quickly bowed upon seeing Mr. Fool's gaze.

He then gathered his spirit, recalled the diary entries he remembered well, and, with Mr. Fool's help, manifested them.

These diaries vanished abruptly, then reappeared in Ke Lai'en's hands.

Lei Kedun did not glimpse the diary's contents, but judging by the length of Ke Lai'en's reading, the diary likely contained substantial material.

After finishing all the diaries, Ke Lai'en steadied his emotions slightly and said to Lei Kedun at his side:

"Mr. White Tower, you have completed the assassination of Beckron; your reward will be delivered in batches by my followers over the coming period."

The Hanged Man, still at sea where news travels slowly, was quite shocked, turned his head toward Lei Kedun, but because Little Sun, who sat between the two, was tall, the Hanged Man could not discern Lei Kedun's exact condition.

He could only feel a slight inner shock at Mr. White Tower's prowess.

"He is at least Sequence Six, more likely Sequence Five; otherwise he couldn't have assassinated an ambassador so quickly and retreated safely."

Seeing the scene quiet down, Ke Lai'en resumed control of his sub‑account World.

"Ahem! May I speak now?"

Without waiting for a response, Ke Lai'en continued to manipulate World and said:

"I seek the true root of the Mist Treefolk, at least 60 ml of its corresponding juice, and the marrow crystal of the Elf Spring Capital, as well as the entire spinal fluid of the Evil‑marked Black Panther."

"What would you like me to trade for?"

Lei Kedun was slightly puzzled; he recalled the Magician's formula did not include the Elf Spring Capital marrow crystal, which should be an Alchemist material.

"Very cautious—actually you don't need such defenses; there are few extraordinary beings on the Diviner path, most people can't even tell what these materials are for!"

Lei Kedun mentally noted this, but said nothing; he himself had no source of extraordinary materials beyond the Church.

In the end, Little Sun, who dwelled in the monster‑filled Silver City, took the Mist Treefolk material commission, hoping to obtain a weapon suitable for himself as payment.

"The psychologist's demon‑potion formula, and the corresponding extraordinary material."

"The Sailor Path Sequence Six Wind Companion's demon‑potion formula."

Then Miss Justice and the Hanged Man also voiced what they needed, should a trade be possible.

"Alright."

World answered in a low voice, then added:

"I also have a commission."

"I wish to obtain all records of the fallen nobles of the Ruen Kingdom, as detailed as possible."

Miss Justice, a Luen aristocrat, froze for a moment, then, with a hint of caution, tentatively asked:

"What do you want to do?"

The World, under Kelei En's control, rasped a laugh and said:

"You needn't worry; I'm merely looking for something and won't harm them. For that, I can ask Mr. Fool to bear witness."

Ao Dairi couldn't read much from the dummy, so she had to rely on her own judgment and thought to reply:

"I have some information on fallen nobles, but it's not detailed enough. I need time to refine it and can give it to you before the next Tarot Meeting. Is that okay?"

"No problem."

World responded in a low tone, then spoke again:

"What kind of reward do you seek?"

"I can offer: some secret histories of the Fourth Era, knowledge of certain extraordinary paths, and a few demon‑potion formulas."

"But that must be equivalent to the information on the fallen nobles, or you may propose other demands."

After thinking carefully for a while, Ao Dairi chose to converse privately with Mr. World.

Leike Dun, who had been isolated from the private talks, felt rather forlorn; even being a quiet onlooker was impossible.

Then Leike Dun turned his gaze to the Hanged Man, also excluded from the private talks, chuckled lightly and said:

"Mr. Hanged Man, I know the primary ingredients of the Wind Affinity demon‑potion and the corresponding role‑playing rules; do you need them?"

A'erjie the Hanged Man hesitated for a moment:

"Only the primary ingredients?"

"Only the primary ingredients, but if you can pay a sufficient price, I can also inquire about the full demon‑potion formula."

Leike Dun nodded and replied.

As for the full demon‑potion formula, Leike Dun believed that both Mr. Huang and the Mysterious Queen Beiernadai should know it.

The former is an angel of a related path; the latter even keeps the Obunisi Sea Monster required for the Ocean Singer's ascension ceremony, clearly also possessing parts of the Sailor Path's demon‑potion formulas.

Leike Dun thought that the four pirate kings of the sea each had, to varying degrees, some grasp of the Sailor Path; after all, the ancient term for a sailor is "Sea Affinity," and those who roam the ocean must cultivate sailors under their command.

A'erjie the Hanged Man froze for a moment; hearing the reply, he seemed confident about obtaining the Wind Affinity demon‑potion formula.

After a brief thought, he asked:

"If I need the full demon‑potion formula, what price must I pay?"

"That depends on what the other party wants. I can ask for you; are you sure you need the Wind Affinity formula from me? I cannot determine the other side's conditions."

Leike Dun reminded the Hanged Man.

"Could you first ask what the other side's conditions are, so I can decide whether to trade?"

"Regardless of whether the trade succeeds, I will pay you a reward."

The Hanged Man quickly made a decision.

"Fine." Leike Dun nodded, another small income.

(End of chapter)