Chapter 122 Locking the Position (for Collection~)

"What does it look like? A ring? A necklace? A brooch?"

Miss 'White Rose' sitting on chair No. 3 has a different focus from everyone else.

The 'Lawyer' also chuckled: "An item that can only be used once and is sent randomly, you still have to sell it for 300 pounds."

"If it teleports me to the Misty Sea, then I will die. This item is too dangerous."

'Novelist' quickly added: "Oh, I forgot to mention just now, the transmission range is actually limited. Well, if it is used in Tingen, the longest distance will not leave the border."

"That is to say, within the kingdom, it is of some value, but it is of little use. If you are willing to lower the price, I think 150 pounds is still acceptable to me."

After some contemplation, the 'astronomer' came to this conclusion.

'Novelist' hesitated: "Although it only has one chance to use it, when you face danger, it can help you temporarily escape from danger."

"Anyway, 150 pounds is too low."

"At least, 200 pounds."

The 'Lawyer' chuckled and said, "But the problem lies in the word 'random'. Even if the scope is within the borders of the country, 'risk' still cannot be avoided."

"Maybe you escaped one danger, but fell into another, bigger danger."

At this time, Xifa cleared his throat and said: "150 pounds, if you sell it to me, I can add the name of the potion of Sequence 7."

He finally thought of the price of the Sequence 7 information.

The 'novelist' hesitated a little, and finally agreed: "Deal."

After paying 150 pounds in cash and another note with serial information on it, Xifa got a men's brooch. It was shaped like a clover, but it was incomplete, presumably due to damage, so it could only be used once.

Just one at a time.

Although random teleportation is risky, at least, before a huge crisis, you can get rid of it temporarily.

It is incomplete and damaged, and cannot be worn outside, as it will affect my image.

Xifa casually pinned the brooch behind his collar.

Tonight, I bought the Emperor's notebook and the teleportation brooch. Xifa felt that the trip was worthwhile. Calculating the time, it has been nearly half an hour since I left the private room. If I don't go back, I'm afraid Matthew and the others will go to the bathroom to find someone.

So Xifa stood up: "Several gentlemen and ladies. Please forgive me for leaving early. I still have things to deal with, so I will leave first."

The 'astronomer' said briskly: "No problem, besides, Mr. Duke. If you still want to participate in the next party, please pay attention to the newspaper."

"We will hold a party on the day Miss Pamela performs, so that we can enjoy her performance after the party."

"So, next time, if you see the preview of Miss Pamela's performance in the newspaper, you can come to this room to attend the party. We welcome a man like you who actively participates in the party and has certain financial means."

"Thanks for letting me know, I'll keep an eye out."

With that said, Sifa left the room.

For the time being, he has no clue about the formula of the 'Arsonist' potion, and plans to save this matter until the next gathering.

But he didn't expect much from getting a potion clue at the party. Because judging from the content of the discussion at the gathering just now, even if there are extraordinary people among these participants, the level is very low.

Just like that 'novelist' who doesn't even know the name of Sequence 8 of the Spectator Path, it might not be that easy to obtain the potion clue of Sequence 7 of the Hunter Path.

So, in the end, we still have to rely on the Tarot Society, which is a safe and high-level mysterious organization that I know.

After patting the Emperor's notes hidden in his pocket, Xifa decided to go back and pray in front of the bronze mirror.

Well, let's wait until tomorrow, in case the fool is woken up.

After returning to its original appearance, Xifa came to his private room, and when he opened the door, he saw a black shadow flying by in front of him, and the sound of flapping wings and birdsong sounded in the room.

"I'm going to pluck all the hair off your body!" The bodyguard Gru was roaring angrily, and even took out the revolver, but was pressed down hard by Matthew.

Looking at the room again, the table was overturned on the ground, the fruit rolled around, the carpet was already wet with wine, and a few feathers were stuck to it, the private room was in a state of chaos, as if a great war had taken place.

"What's going on here?" Xifa immediately looked at the macaw.

The latter fell on the coat rack and croaked like a crow, making Xifa couldn't help complaining in his heart, have you even forgotten what you called yourself before?

"Sir, you are finally here."

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked nervously: "Are you okay, you have been away for more than half an hour."

"I met a friend from the equestrian club, and I was invited by him to sit in a private room for a while." Xifa quickly found an excuse to prevaricate, and then walked in, "What's wrong with you?"

Gru pointed at the parrot and said, "Sir, can we make this into a bird pie? This guy pecked me three times, three times, and all on my ass!"

Oh, poor Gru. Xifa mourned for him for 3 seconds, and then said: "Leave it to me, and I will teach it a lesson. But now, clean up here and enjoy the performance on the stage quietly. This is polite."

The drama ended at 11 o'clock in the evening. After returning to the hotel, Sifa simply cleaned up and fell asleep.

On the second day, he originally wanted to strengthen the teleportation brooch, hoping to use it a few more times. As a result, the 'Book of Mysteries' reminded him that damaged items could not be strengthened or sealed, so he had to give up.

Then he prayed in front of the bronze mirror, and put the emperor's notes, which seemed random but actually intentionally placed in front of the mirror, in the hope that Klein would find out.

This prayer was still unanswered.

After breakfast, Xifa welcomed a guest.

Detective Robin.

This gentleman has some dark circles under his eyes today, and his skin is dull. It seems that he hasn't eaten or slept well for several days.

Being a detective is hard work.

Xifa sighed slightly, and invited him to take a seat, and asked Matthew to bring black tea and snacks.

After drinking tea and eating a snack, Detective Robin took out a stack of documents from his arms: "Mr. Xifa, I have found the location of the target."

"His name is Sobali, of course it may be a pseudonym. He lives in a street not far from the dock area. There are dragons and snakes mixed there, and it is a paradise for wanted criminals, thieves, and robbers."

"He is very cunning. When he needs daily necessities, he never goes out to buy by himself. He always uses his 'neighbors' and buys what he needs through different people every time."

"But it is also because of this that I was able to collect his information through these people and determine his whereabouts."

"No. 17, Black Stone Street, Room 3, 2nd Floor!"

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