The Hanged Man can't get the compound eyes of the Black Spider?
That doesn't matter.
Once I reach Bayam, I can try my luck at the Beyonder gathering the doctor mentioned. If I can get it, I'll make another trip to the Sonia Sea to see if I can hunt a Human-faced Lion.
This is one of the backup plans.
If I can't get the materials in Bayam, or if my Pyromaniac potion is completely digested and I still haven't gathered the main materials, then I'll have no choice but to use the Ambassador's beyonder characteristics.
Otherwise, I could save it to see what kind of magical item it could be made into later. After some thought, Lex said calmly, "Alright, we'll do as you say."
The Hanged Man breathed a slight sigh of relief and added, "Also, there's been some progress recently on the person you're looking for. I've gathered some information. I'll organize it shortly and then offer it to the Fool."
There's news about that 'rebellious' Abraham?
That's great, my mother and Great Master's commission finally has some progress.
Lex nodded with delight: "This is truly good news."
Alger said solemnly, "I will continue to follow up on this matter. If there's any new progress, I'll inform you separately."
"I look forward to it."
After speaking, Alger looked around at the other Tarot Club members and said, "I recently took on an investigation mission. I wonder if any of you have relevant clues."
"In the past two or three years, in the South Continent, many indigenous tribes have been plundered, everyone taken away, and in various plantations and on the islands in the Sea, some slaves have also mysteriously escaped."
"After the North Continent nations abolished the slave trade, such things haven't happened for a long time. Have you heard any relevant rumors?"
Lex knew a little about slaves.
Although the North Continent nations had abolished the slave trade, secretly, some people were still doing it, reaping huge profits.
Back in Enki Town, in the White Beach bay, there was a slave ship that was massacred by the monster Gore.
Alger is investigating the Sea slave trade?
This should be a Storm Church mission.
"No, I haven't even heard of anything like that."
Justice Audrey shook her head and said.
The others also said they hadn't heard anything. Seeing there were no clues, the Hanged Man's expression remained unchanged as he turned to say, "You can try to collect the Wind Blessed's formula."
"I will give you absolutely satisfactory compensation."
"Wind Blessed" formula? The Hanged Man is about to finish digesting the "Navigator" potion. Lex slightly turned his face to look at the man sitting near him.
He found it strange. Isn't this guy from the Storm Church? Instead of using the Church's channels, he came to the Tarot Club to seek the formula.
He doesn't want the Church to know his potion digestion progress. Good heavens, it seems this gentleman has no small ambition.
"I don't have the Wind Blessed's formula, but I have a Sequence 5 main Material. Is anyone interested?"
"It's 'Ancient Resentful Spirit Dust'."
Silence.
The palace once again fell into silence.
After displaying a magical item equivalent to a Grade 1 sealed artifact, Lex then offered a Sequence 5 main Material, which temporarily put the Tarot Club members into an 'offline' state.
Fors looked at The Chariot opposite her with some trepidation, thinking: I'm still striving for Sequence 8, but Mr. Chariot has already entered the field of Sequence 5. No, he already has a magical item equivalent to a Sequence 4 demigod level.
The distance between him and me is too great.
The Hanged Man Alger ran his hand over his face to stop his mouth from twitching. If this weren't the Tarot Club, he would even want to laugh hysterically a few times right now.
How many more surprising things does The Chariot still have? First, a Sequence 4 magical item from the Sun field, and now he's selling a Sequence 5 main Material.
I'm numb already. Even if he said he was a 'Saint' now, I wouldn't be surprised.
And at the head of the bronze long table, Klein, enveloped in gray fog, almost stood up.
Ancient Resentful Spirit Dust?
Isn't that the main Material for a Marionettist?
The Chariot actually has this Material, I want it!
After some manipulation, Mr. World asked in his usual gloomy voice, "How much?"
"5000 pounds," Lex said with a smile, then offered an irresistible suggestion, "If Mr. World wants it, well, I mean, any member of our Tarot Club."
"Whoever wants it can pay 3000 pounds first, and the remaining 2000 pounds can be paid in installments."
You must be a Great Banker!
Klein, behind the gray fog, couldn't help but complain in his heart, then secretly gave a bitter smile: Even if I can pay in installments, I still can't afford the 3000-pound down payment.
I still need to save money to collect items from the Sun field.
This kid, The Chariot, is too rich! The magical item just now, and now the main Material. Just these two items alone mean his net worth is at least thirty thousand pounds.
I think among the Tarot Club, only Miss Justice can surpass him.
It's too miserable, I'm probably the poorest leader of a Secret organization in history.
Mr. World, under Klein's control, cleared his throat: "Currently, Sequence 5 is still a bit far for me. I don't need this Material for now. You can sell it to someone else."
Lex looked around, and everyone else remained silent. He wasn't surprised and said with a smile, "If your friends, or friends of friends, need it, you can contact me anytime."
After he finished speaking, the Sun raised his hand, seemingly a little uneasy, and said, "I've been assigned a mission."
"This mission requires me to go to that half-destroyed temple I mentioned earlier for exploration in a short time. Uh, the one belonging to the Fallen Creator."
"The leader in charge of this operation is Elder Lovia, the Shepherd."
"Do you have any suggestions?"
After a brief silence, Lex shook his head and said, "My suggestion is not to go."
"Last week, I participated in an exploration of an underground temple. There were extremely terrifying things in that temple, and I almost didn't make it back."
"And that was just a temple with indigenous beliefs. But what you're going to explore now is the True Creator's temple. With all due respect, your current abilities are not enough for such an exploration. You should refuse, or find reasons, find excuses, to get out of this exploration."
"I agree with Mr. Chariot's opinion."
The Hanged Man Alger said steadily, "Additionally, the information you've provided is too little. It's difficult for us to give useful advice."
"We don't know what else exists inside that half-destroyed temple besides the True Creator, that is, the Fallen Creator's unique statue, so naturally, we can't analyze the corresponding situation."
Lex glanced at this gentleman, thinking, I wonder if you're trying to get information out of little Sun.