Chapter 121

After putting on the mask, Xifa followed the man in the tuxedo through the partition, and came to a dark room. Xifa saw a sofa at the entrance, and a small round table in front of the sofa, with a dimly lit lamp on it. Candles, with fruit and wine on the side.

There are five scenes like this in the room. There are five seats, five candles, and people are already sitting on four of the sofas.

Just because of the candlelight and the angle, Xifa could only see the lower body of those people, and their upper body was hidden in the darkness.

Reminiscent of the fact that these people must still be wearing masks, Xifa knew that such an arrangement was to reduce the chance of the participants being identified.

However, if there is a "Seer" present, unless there are items to deal with divination, such an arrangement will have limited effect.

The 'inner circle' Xifa made a simple judgment and was arranged to sit on the empty sofa.

After sitting down, he realized that there were number cards embedded on the armrest of the sofa facing the outside, numbering from 1 to 5.

Sifa sits in chair number 5.

The man in the tuxedo backed out the door.

After the door closed, on chair No. 1, the obviously male participant let out a hearty laugh: "Hi, I am the host of the party, you can call me an 'astronomer'. Of course, I am actually in astronomy His knowledge is not so profound, it is only at the level of enthusiasts."

"I don't know, what should we call you?"

Xifa said in a slightly low voice: "Duke."

"Okay, Mr. Duke, let me introduce you briefly. Chair No. 2 is Miss 'White Rose', followed by Mr. 'Novelist' and Mr. 'Lawyer'."

Mr. 'Lawyer' was very close to Decifer, and the candlelight illuminated his lower body, allowing him to see black trousers that had been carefully ironed, and a pair of shiny leather shoes.

Xifa also noticed that there was a very faint smell of paper and ink on his body, obviously someone who had been in contact with paper and ink for a long time. Of course, if it weren't for Xifa who is a hunter, other people would not be able to smell it at this distance.

"Without further delay, let's start. Maybe after the end, everyone will be able to see our Miss Pamela's performance."

There was a chuckle in the room.

Afterwards, the 'Novelist' in chair No. 3 said directly: "I want to know, what is the name of Sequence 8 of the 'Audience' pathway?"

"It would be even better if you still know Sequence 7."

Hmm, Mr. 'Novelist' is an Extraordinary in the audience path? Doesn't he even know the name of the next stage sequence?

As a 'newcomer', Xifa didn't answer this question immediately, he sat calmly in his seat, picked up the wine, and took a sip.

The 'astronomer' on the 1st chuckled: "I'm not very familiar with this route, but if it's the 'lawyer' route, I can help."

The other two participants also remained silent.

Only then did Xifa put down his cup: "I know the name of this pathway Sequence 8, do you want me to say it, or write it down for you?"

He noticed that there was also an inconspicuous note pad and an absorbent pen on the table, so there was the latter question.

The 'novelist' is obviously a cautious person: "Write it down, what do you hope to get paid?"

"No need, but I still know Sequence 7. If you want to know, you need to pay the price."

Xifa said, picked up the pen, and quickly wrote down the short message of the 'Sequence 8 Mind Reader' on the sticky note, and then folded the paper.

Just as he was thinking about how to hand it over to the other party, a masked waiter came out from the corner of the room and delivered Xifa's note to the 'novelist'.

Xifa heard that the other party's breathing was obviously heavy, but he did not rush to open the paper, but said: "Thank you for the information you provided, I don't know the name of the next stage, and what price I need to pay."

Xifa said calmly: "I haven't thought about it, why don't we discuss this issue later?"

"Can."

After finishing speaking, the 'novelist' spread out the note paper. Then he took out a coin, which seemed to have some rust on it.

He said something in a low voice, then tossed the coin, glanced at it after catching it, and then put away the note.

What is this doing?

Divination by coins Is the information I provided correct?

Is he a fortune teller? Then what does he do to inquire about the audience channel information, or, that coin is a magical item?

Xifa let his thoughts spread, and at the same time listened to several participants exchanging information with an attitude of onlookers, and from time to time some people offered to sell and beg for goods.

Of course, whether they are selling or buying, what they need are not ordinary items.

At this time, the 'lawyer' sitting next to Xifa said: "I have three notebooks of Emperor Roselle. I'm a little short of money recently. I hope to sell them for 30 pounds. Does anyone need it?"

The 'astronomer' once again demonstrated his profound knowledge: "I heard that Emperor Roselle's notes are all written in strange symbols, and very few people can understand them. As a result, its 'information' value It's a big discount."

"As for the collection value, these notes are almost transcribed by later generations. It is difficult to get the manuscript of the emperor, so why?"

The 'lawyer' muttered: "If it's a manuscript, it's not only 30 pounds."

Xifa leaned forward slightly: "30 pounds is not cheap, but I have a friend who is interested in the emperor's notes, even if it is not a manuscript, he is willing to collect it."

Yes, the friend I'm talking about is Klein.

"20 pounds, if you're willing to sell, I'd be happy to buy it." Xifa added.

The 'lawyer' said: "25 pounds, if it is lower, I will sell it elsewhere."

Xifa was really worried about missing it, so he nodded and said, "Deal, but can you guarantee that it is indeed the emperor's note?"

'I can assure you, I have' the lawyer stopped and said, "In a word, it is indeed the emperor's notes, although it was only copied by later generations. You can take it to an expert for identification. If it is fake, I am willing to pay three times the compensation .”

"no problem."

After paying 25 pounds on the spot, the masked waiter put three notes on Xifa's desk.

Xifa picked it up and glanced at it casually. It was indeed in Chinese, but the writing was really ugly!

Putting away the notes, Xifa heard the 'novelist' say: "I want to sell an item that allows you to teleport to a distant place and instantly leave your location. But there are a few problems, one is that this item can only be used now Once, yes, it can be used one last time."

"The other problem is that its transmission is random and unpredictable, which may cause some uncontrollable risks."

"Therefore, I only sell it for £300."

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