Chapter 218 The Polite Messenger

"I will find you the Sequence 8 potion formula corresponding to the 'Singer' pathway as soon as possible, but not today, can you accept it?" Audrey pondered for a while, then said, then glanced at the top of the ancient long table , "We can ask Mister Fool to be a witness."

The figure shrouded in thick fog on the long bronze table smiled and said.

"Miss Justice, maybe I can pay for the 'Light Praying Man' formula for you."

Klein also has a recipe for the 'Singer' pathway?

It seems that he has a lot of channels.

Xifa watched them complete the transaction calmly, and then Audrey chose to communicate with the 'Sun' alone, which made Xifa curious. He was also interested in dragons, but he didn't want to waste his resources on this. Can only maintain restraint.

After all, Audrey exchanged this knowledge with The Sun because of her own path, and Xifa was not an audience.

The Hanged Man seemed to have the same idea, he remained silent and waited quietly.

After the 'Sun' and Audrey finished, everyone communicated for a while, and Klein announced that this week's Tarot Club was over.

There was a trance.

Xifa came back to his senses again and saw his bedroom. He got up and stretched, moved his body, then put on a low-key thin coat and left.

He disguised himself a little, went to the bank first, and withdrew three thousand pounds from his unregistered account.

Then I came to the 'Mermaid Cafe', asked for a quiet room, and ordered coffee and cake.

Afterwards, Sifa closed the door, took out the prepared paper and pen from his pocket, and began to write the letter.

He habitually wrote down the words "Dear Mr. Oswald", after thinking about it, he wrote it again on a new piece of paper.

‘Mr. Oswald, I want to inquire about Bakerland Jean Martin, the more detailed the better, you should know who he is. In addition, I am interested in the 'Traveler with a Thousand Faces' and hope to get it now. If so, can I buy messages and magical items with gold pounds? '

The signature is simply the word 'Duke'.

After finishing writing, Sifer took out Oswald's metal piccolo, brought it to his mouth, and blew once.

No sound came out, but invisible fluctuations spread around. After a while, Sifa felt that the temperature seemed to drop, and then there was an unreal knock on the door.

Will Oswald's messenger still knock?

So polite.

Xifa coughed dryly: "Come in."

At the same time, he activated his vision.

I felt someone was outside the door, but the door didn't open, but a foot went straight through the wooden door and stepped into the floor of the room.

Shiny shoes on this leg, trousers ironed to a straight line, followed by a plain black tuxedo with vest and white shirt.

Oswald's messenger seems to be a 'sir', and because of the white gloves on his hands, he looks like a 'housekeeper'.

But when the 'housekeeper' passed through the wooden door and entered the room, Xifa found that he had no head!

There is only air above the neckline!

A headless 'housekeeper'?

Xifa, who has seen many strange scenes, quickly maintained his composure, folded the letter paper and put it in an envelope, and handed it over: "Please give this letter to Mr. Oswald."

The headless 'butler' took Xifa's letter, hid it, then pressed his hand on his chest, bowed slightly and stepped back until he reached the door before turning and leaving.

The temperature is back to normal again.

Playing with the metal piccolo that can summon the messenger, Xifa smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

He drank coffee leisurely, tasted cakes, and finally checked out and left.

Back at the baron's mansion, Xifa saw a carriage parked at the gate, and a servant was taking luggage from the carriage and sending it to the house.

"Mother is back?"

Xifa immediately quickened her pace and walked into the hall, where she saw her mother, Anilu, holding Qiaom and Pasha's little hands, leading them to a pile of presents to choose from.

"Mom, when did you come back?"

Hearing Xifa's voice, Anilu turned around and said with a smile: "Just now, you came back just in time, come with me, I have something to tell you."

They came to the teaching cabin.

After the door was closed, Anilu said with a weary look on her face: "The teacher and I have heard a piece of news these days that Morse may go to Sonia Island."

Xifa was stunned for a moment, recalling the information about Sonia Island.

Sonia Island is located in the Sonia Sea, which is also the source of the name of this sea area. It is an island that is almost equivalent to a small continent. The Extraordinary races gradually died out, leaving only occasional, sporadic appearances to prove that they were not completely extinct.

At the end of the Fourth Epoch, the Kingdom of Loen occupied this island, but in the "Twenty Years War", they failed miserably and handed over Sonia Island to the Feysac Empire, more than seven hundred years ago.

Sonia Island is located in the north-northwest direction of Rorsted Islands. It takes nearly half a month by boat, and it will take a lot of time to go from Ruen to Rorsted Islands.

"What was he doing all that far away?"

Regarding Xifa's question, Anilu obviously didn't have an answer either. She shook her head and said, "The teacher and I don't know, but with this clue, you don't have to search blindly when you get to the sea."

At sea, maybe I can ask the 'Hanged Man' for help.

When Xifa came up with this idea, his mother walked into the study and came out with a box after a while. She opened the box, and inside were some charms, more in quantity than Sifer had received the last time she went to Tingen.

"These are for your use, I hope they help you."

Anilu stretched out her hand and stroked Xifa's cheek lightly: "I'm sorry, child. I should have done this matter, but I have a problem that I need to solve, so I can only leave it to you."

"You have to remember that looking for Morse is far less important than your own safety. If you find that there is danger, and it may endanger your life, you must give up decisively."

"I don't want you to get hurt by this."

Xifa smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mom, I'll take care of it."

"Well, it looks like my kids have really grown up."

Anilu patted his arm: "Go, get ready, and then you can come down for dinner."

I don't know if it was due to the participation of his mother and teacher. Today's dinner, Bison did not participate, and it seemed that he did not have a good impression of Arthur Ryder. While putting things into his mouth, Xifa couldn't help but guess, was he taught by her teacher when he pursued his mother?

When thinking this way, Xifa has already imagined a bloody love TV series in his brain.

After the meal, Xifa went back to the room, opened the box his mother gave him, looked at the various metal flakes and gemstones of different colors and shapes inside, and distinguished the types of these spells: "Sleeping spells, flashing spells, tracking spells ,besides"