Chapter 420 New Job

Borrowing the chemical equipment of "Vice Admiral Iceberg", Xifa successfully collected several bottles of hydrogen gas and stored them in a pressure bottle designed by Melissa.

Although the hydrogen bottle is made of metal, the gas cannot be stored for too long. If it is not used for a period of time, it can only be collected again.

Back in the room, just as Sifa sat down, there was a knock on the door.

These few knocks on the door were not real enough, as if they came from a distance, with a certain sense of illusion.

Could it be the messenger of the old fox?

Xifa coughed dryly and said softly, "Please come in."

He activated his spirit vision at the same time, and saw a headless messenger in a black formal suit walking out of the gate.

The courier, who was very polite every time he appeared, bowed slightly to Xifa, then took out an envelope from his arms, put it on the table and smoothed it for a few times before backing away.

Xifa picked it up, cut open the envelope, and took out a letter from inside.

Of course the letter was sent by Oswald, and it was written in gorgeous and beautiful fonts:

‘Dear Duke, I hope you are still at sea, I have a job here, and I need you to complete it. '

‘Please go to Sonia Island in the near future, no later than mid-day, I need you to find someone on the island. His name is Cyril, and he is a spice merchant. '

'Of course, that's just his superficial identity, but he does own a plantation of his own, run a company, and have business dealings with businessmen from Ruen, Intis and other countries. '

'But in fact, he is one of our 'employees'. Recently he found a treasure map, I need you to get this treasure map, and let my messenger bring it back. '

‘Please note, Cyril told me that someone else is planning on this treasure map, so you have to be prepared to fight. Of course, I believe you can settle it, and I won't be fooled. '

‘By the way, the person you want to investigate, that Mr. Celis Newman, already has some clues. If there is any specific news, I will let you know. '

'Have a good Sunday, your old friend, Oswald. '

Sunya Island?

Treasure Map.

I hope the 'Antiquities Conservation Association' will not find the 'Death Treasure'.

Well, Celis Newman also has some clues, but this old fox must also use my contribution to offset it. In other words, don't try to reap any benefits from the mission on Sonia Island this time.

In front of the messenger, Sifa burned the letter and said to it: "There is nothing else, you can go."

The headless messenger took two steps back, pressed his hand on his chest, bowed slightly, then retreated into the wooden door and left.

Monday, November 5th.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xifa, who was lying on the bed on the grounds of taking a nap, saw a crimson and illusory light rising towards him.

When the light in front of him disappeared, he saw the majestic and towering temple, the old mottled bronze long table, and the crimson clusters on the opposite side that lit up and disappeared, and then members of the Tarot Society appeared in the palace one after another.

Audrey Hall looked around in a good mood. She was being observed by the "Psychological Alchemist Association". She was confident that she could pass the test and join this secret organization.

Once she became a member of this organization, basically, she didn't need to worry about the next potion formula. At least, before Sequence 5, there is no need.

She turned her gaze to the top of the long bronze table, raised her skirt slightly, and saluted.

"Good afternoon, Mister Fool~"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Chariot."

"good afternoon"

The polite and educated Miss 'Justice' and all the members greeted her again. Her brisk and ethereal voice broke the silence above the gray mist that seemed like time hadn't even flowed.

At the same time, as a "mind reader", she subconsciously observed the status of other members.

'Sun' seemed very disturbed and anxious, why, the former captain of the exploration team had an accident, and the City of Silver met Amon?

Fors seemed hesitant to speak. She must have read the newspaper and guessed from the tarot cards that the recent Kapin case was related to our Tarot Club. She seemed to be more in awe of Mister Fool, which is a good thing.

Mr. 'The Hanged Man' is in a very good mood, his potion should have been digested. He looks at Mr. 'Chariot' from time to time, it seems that the matter that Mr. 'Chariot' entrusted to him has some clues, or has there been a change?

Mr. 'Chariot' is still the same, his mood is flamboyant but not high, he always seems to be sunny and cheerful, which is completely different from Mr. 'World'.

Mister 'World' is still so gloomy and introverted, he really restrained the 'audience'

After all members of the Tarot Society greeted the 'Fool', Argel, the 'Hanged Man', saluted the figure covered by gray mist at the top of the long bronze table: "Dear Mr. Fool, I have harvested three pages. Roselle's diary."

Behind the long table, Mister Fool said relaxedly, "Okay, what reward do you want?"

Alger suppressed and said eagerly: "I want to know what the card next to you is."

I know this

Xifa and Audrey came up with this voice almost at the same time.

It seems that 'The Hanged Man' has always been interested in the card of blasphemy, but because he had no chance, he restrained himself. Xifa let his thoughts diverge, and looked around casually.

It turns out that with the so-called Roselle diary, you can exchange answers to certain questions from Mr. Fool, and maybe you can even exchange them for items!

Fors suddenly felt annoyed: "I have encountered it many times, but I didn't buy it because I was not interested. If I had known earlier."

She felt so stupid, as if she missed 100 million gold pounds.

"Can."

"Do you want everyone to hear it, or just yourself?"

After the gray fog, Klein said calmly.

'The Hanged Man' Alger said without hesitation: "Only I know."

So the senses of Xifa and others were blocked for a moment.

After showing the card of blasphemy, three yellowish-brown parchments came to Klein's hands. He made his gaze look very casual, but in fact, he fell on the paper with considerable concern.

"On March 15th, I was indeed the protagonist. Based on some archaeological clues and folklore, I found a ghost ship left by the Solomon Empire near the Oradek Islands on the edge of the Misty Sea. The ancient 'Black Throne' '!

"It's so cool!

"There are also some ancient books on it, including a treasure map pointing to an unnamed island, which is the final settlement of a certain nobleman of the Solomon Empire who retreated from the Northern Continent, and everything he left behind is there!

"This treasure will definitely belong to me!"

Klein read it page by page. When he came to the third page, he couldn't help doubting his years of Chinese education, because it was full of sentences similar to the following:

"Ah, Rihu Hunger has invited people to the mansion."

What's this?