Revival of the Mysterious: Tarot Cards, Starting with the Fortune Teller

See Dylan finish explaining.

Boyle nodded.

"Thank you! That store belongs to you."

Any sequence is indispensable without the support of money.

It's like the heart of a nightmare beast, worth 10 gold coins.

Ordinary people live a lifetime.

They may not be able to afford the same materials.

What's more, there is a possibility of production failure.

If there is no financial support.

You can't make a magic potion even if you know the recipe.

"Then I'm welcome. Thank you Mr. Boyle for your generosity!"

This topic has been discussed here.

Boyle then asked.

"You came here this time not just to chat with me, right? Are there other things?"

Let’s get down to business.

Dylan said with a slightly solemn expression.

"In addition to the Witch Cult in your Makenna City, there are also some other personnel gathered here."

"Even the headquarters of the Special Secret Service has dispatched personnel. Apparently there is something big going on."

"Just in case, the organization sent me to observe the situation and prevent uncontrollable phenomena from happening."

Boyle was shocked.

Makenna City, but if something goes wrong with his family fortune, it will cause huge losses.

asked hurriedly.

"What exactly happened, can you elaborate?"

Dylan shook his head.

"I don't know the specifics. I just know that there are many strong people from Sequence 7 here this time. I don't know if there are anyone more powerful yet..."

"Ta...! Ta...! Ta...!...!..." The sound of walking in high heels came out.

interrupted Dylan.

The two looked in the direction.

I saw a beautiful woman in a red evening dress walking through the side door.

Angelic face.

Plus that perfect figure.

Dylan was momentarily distracted.

The beautiful woman came to the two of them, covered her mouth and smiled softly.

"I wonder if I'm disturbing you two?"

Boyle laughed.

"Madam, sit down! Aren't you going to attend the York family's dinner party? Why are you back so early?"

The beautiful woman came and sat down next to Boyle.

His thin lips curled up.

He seemed a little helpless.

"I thought there was some fun project, but it turned out to be a traditional dinner. It was not interesting at all, so I came back earlier."

Then he glanced at Dylan and said.

"My dear, it looks like you are discussing something. Do you want me to step aside?"

Boyle grabbed the other person's pink and delicate hands.

While playing with it, he smiled.

"We are all family, there is no need to shy away."

Then he turned to introduce Dylan.

"This is my wife, Medusa!"

"This is my friend, Dylan!"

Medusa nodded slightly to Dylan.

Only then did Dylan wake up.

He looked slightly embarrassed.

"Hello beautiful Viscountess, your appearance really shocks me."

"Viscount Boyle, I never expected you to have such a beautiful wife. Why have I never heard of her before?"

Boyle smiled triumphantly.

"Medusa is the wife I married two years ago. She doesn't like to go out, so I didn't introduce her to you."

Marrying Medusa was the happiest thing that happened to Boyle.

He had many women, but none of them was as beautiful as Medusa.

In addition to his outstanding appearance, Boyle is also satisfied when he is happy.

It made Dylan jealous.

He glanced at Medusa again and then withdrew his gaze.

She is Boyle's wife after all.

It is not convenient to continue this topic.

Bringing the topic back, he said.

"I don't know much about the information about those outsiders. The purpose of my coming here is also to seek help."

"You also know... I don't have any peripheral members here. If you rely on one person to investigate, it will be difficult to gain anything."

"That's why I asked you for help."

"If anything is gained from this investigation mission, half of all rewards will belong to you."

Boyle's eyes lit up.

Agree without hesitation.

"Okay! I will send people to explore the city. I hope I can gain something this time."

Then he stood up and extended his right hand to Dylan.

Dylan did the same, and the two held hands.

“Happy to work with!”

This is similar to a contract.

Even if it’s just verbally.

But for the strong, almost every promise comes true.

Boyle was also very happy.

At his level.

Tasks are few and far between.

The rewards will be much higher than ordinary assassination missions, and you may not receive even one mission in a year.

Have the opportunity to work together.

It was considered an unexpected gain, and it was just an investigation, so it was not difficult for him.

Even if the other party is uncooperative.

For the sake of the safety of Makenna City, he will also take the initiative to investigate.

After the deal was struck, Dylan didn't sit down.

He glanced at Medusa and smiled at Boyle.

"It's getting late, have a nice night!"

Boyle nodded slightly and shouted outside.

"housekeeper!!!"

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"The vacant shop on Turku Street, you go through the formalities tomorrow and transfer it to Mr. Dylan."

"yes!"

Dylan picked up the hat on the table, placed it on his chest, bent slightly and saluted.

"Then you're welcome. Goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Dylan just left.

Boyle picked up Medusa next to him and walked upstairs.

"Hahaha, beauty, you are in a good mood today. You must take good care of me."

Medusa put her arms around Boyle's neck.

He said in a whimpering voice.

"My dear, when did my little girl not serve you well?"

"Hehe...! But you...must hold on longer."

Boyle laughed.

"Hahahaha, okay...! It's a showdown today!!"

The two walked towards the stairs.

Just when I was about to go upstairs.

Medusa's eyes.

Through Boyle's shoulder.

He glanced towards where Dylan left.

There is a meaningful look in his eyes...

It wasn't until he entered the stairs that he looked back.

………

………

the other side.

Kurt was at the post office, collecting his pay.

Then walked towards the store.

No one has arrived yet.

I saw it outside the store.

A figure was pacing back and forth.

Although the light was a little dim, Kurt recognized the other person just by looking at him.

shouted directly.

"Cameron, it's so late, why are you in front of my store?"

Barton, Cameron, a professional that Kurt met by chance when he was collecting materials.

He casually saved the other person's life.

Afterwards, the two became good friends.

Cameron said with a playful smile.

"Hehe...! I know a fair is being held. Haven't you been collecting materials? Maybe there is something you need."

"It's almost starting. Are you going?"

Kurt's eyes lit up.

He had few connections, and although he had heard about the trade fair, no one had ever invited him.

It is also not known where the trade will be held.

You only have to work hard to obtain the materials.

Of course you won't miss this opportunity.

Patted Cameron on the shoulder.

"Stop saying thank you. Just wait a moment. I'll go back and put my things down, and then I'll go with you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside!"

After returning to the store.

After storing the heart of the nightmare beast and the extraordinary items.

He took out his savings again.

And some small items.

About to leave.

Kasar suddenly remembered something...

Asked Kurt.

"Master, before killing Lyrela, after they chanted a name, I felt the pores all over my body suddenly rise."

"It seems to be called Xia..."

The words are not finished yet.

Then Kurt covered his mouth.

He said with a solemn expression.

"Never mention this name in the future, remember, all high-sequencers."

"Don't inquire, don't tell, don't describe, don't pry."

"Even just a name may have an impact on the body. Even if you die, there will be some characteristics that interfere with your mind."

"Severe cases may even lead to mental breakdown."

"If the other party is still alive, he will be keen to catch you and either call you a slave or kill you directly."

"High-sequence people rarely want their information to be leaked, otherwise it will cause endless trouble."

"Not to mention the real name."

"It is so powerful that as long as you read or write the other person's real name, it will be sensed by the other person."

Kashar asked doubtfully.

"Master, what is your real name?"

Kurt organized his words before speaking.

"9, 8 low sequence!"

"Sequence 7, 6, 5!"

"4.3 Saints!"

"2.1 Angel!"

"0 god!"

"When you reach Sequence 4, you need to reestablish your true name for yourself."

"Usually the front of your real name represents your ability, and the back represents your name."

"For example, if you have the ability to change, you can name it yourself, the Lord of Change, Casal."

"Of course the name cannot be repeated. As for the specific operation, I don't know yet."

"When you reach the saint level, you will naturally understand."

"When someone chants your name, they can immediately sense their presence."

"If you want to communicate, you need to hold a ceremony and chant words."

"But... now is not the time for us to think about this. Just remember not to touch those high-ranking beings."

Kasha immediately understood that she had almost made a big mistake.

He bowed his head and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Master, I almost caused you trouble!"

Kurt waved.

"Those who don't know are not guilty. Just stay here and look after the house. I'll go out for a while."

"yes!"

Kurt changed into a gray cloak.

Put on a silver-white mask with a crying and smiling face.

Go outside...

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