Roger smiled as he watched Audrey, due to her surprised reaction, detach from her “Spectator” state of detached observation.
At this moment, the noble young lady, newly introduced to the world of mysticism, was curious about everything.
“Mr.
Wheel of Fortune, is it just my imagination, or were you implying just now… that certain Sequence pathways can cause a person’s gender to change?”
Audrey asked, a little uncertainly.
“Yes, and more than one pathway,” Roger nodded.
“What?!”
Alger almost couldn’t hold back, nearly standing up on the spot.
If the transformation of an “Instigator” into a “Witch” was barely within his scope of intelligence, he was completely unaware of any other pathways that could lead to gender change.
This was understandable, as the gender changes for Beyonders of the “Hunter,” “Planter,” and “Apothecary” pathways generally occurred only after the middle Sequences, so it was normal for Alger not to know.
Klein tried hard to maintain his calm demeanor, but his vibrating gaze involuntarily drifted towards Roger.
“My neighbor threw out so much explosive information on his first meeting; if this continues, I don’t know how I’m going to maintain my persona.”
Although he grumbled internally, Klein still hoped Roger would say more; it greatly satisfied his curiosity and sounded no less interesting than reading Roselle’s diary.
“Besides… Instigator, what other pathways lead to gender transformation?”
Audrey once again acted as Mr.
The Fool’s mouthpiece.
In fact, Roger’s discussion of gender transformation successfully placed both Audrey and Klein into a dilemma of suspicion.
“Will my own pathway cause my gender to change?
I won’t turn into a man/woman, will I?”
As for Alger, he didn’t have many concerns in this regard—this could be seen from the male-supremacist cultural style of the Church of the Lord of Storms.
“This information is not free; it requires a certain compensation.”
Roger leaned forward, hands clasped over his lips, silently gazing at Audrey opposite him.
In the Tarot Club, transactions and resource exchange were a very important part.
“No problem, what compensation do you require?”
Audrey breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that the Wheel of Fortune took the initiative to state his demands, meaning he was not averse to sharing more knowledge.
Roger stated the two auxiliary materials missing from the Clamorist potion.
Upon hearing this, Audrey, relying on her excellent memory as a “Spectator,” recalled for a moment and quickly nodded:
“Mr.
Wheel of Fortune, there should be red mandrake juice and Elf Darkleaf in my family’s warehouse.
“But if I’m not mistaken, there’s only one piece of Elf Darkleaf; I wonder if that’s enough to pay for your compensation?”
In fact, this little rich woman also thought about buying another piece of Elf Darkleaf for Roger, but she currently lacked the connections of Beyonders, so she did not rashly promise.
“That’s fine; once the items are ready, please mail them to the ‘Blazing Dragon’ bar in Pritz Harbor.”
This was a relatively confidential information and material transfer point for the Abraham Family; Roger had met their boss twice, and their relationship was quite familiar.
Seeing the problem initially resolved, Roger’s joy naturally arose, and his tone became a few shades lighter.
He had originally been worried that he wouldn’t be able to purchase these items from Haynes Vincent’s circle, but now Miss Justice had greatly alleviated his pressure.
In Beyonder gatherings, information and knowledge were almost equivalent to value itself, not to mention an organization like the Tarot Club, which could be said to be almost absolutely safe.
Klein couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed; this meant he wouldn’t know the subsequent information until next week at the earliest.
“No problem.
Oh, by the way, you mentioned earlier that the Demoness Sect had a major operation in Backlund; what was that referring to?”
After Roger had deliberately elevated his persona twice, Audrey now realized that the matter he brought up was by no means simple.
“I’m afraid I cannot say too much about this matter.
“I can only say that things won’t get too bad until the noble lords of Backlund stop treating the missing people in the populace as cold, hard numbers.”
In the gray fog, the Wheel of Fortune chuckled with a hint of mockery.
He was naturally referring to the human trafficking activities the Demoness Sect was engaged in.
This matter involved the arrangements of a series of great existences, even including the one for whom “whatever is spoken will be known.”
This game could be said to be linked one after another, not only causing war and the mass deaths of civilians but ultimately also prompting Klein to embark on the path of confronting destiny.
Roger, a good Chinese youth who knew the future, naturally also hoped to do something to help his fellow countryman.
“Remember, try to use others and don’t leave any traces related to yourself.”
Although Roger knew Audrey was very smart and wouldn’t easily expose herself, he still cautioned her.
“Thank you, I will be careful.”
Audrey responded, then suddenly remembered something else:
“Oh, I have another question.
If, and I mean if, an ordinary animal drank a Sequence 9 potion, what would happen?”
Alger immediately fell silent upon hearing this, and Mr.
The Fool also lightly tapped his brow.
Roger tried hard to control his facial muscles to prevent himself from accidentally laughing out loud.
“If this animal doesn’t die or collapse on the spot, it should be able to become an extraordinary creature, and might even become smarter.”
After some deliberation, Alger answered cautiously.
“Yes, and it might even learn to speak human language,” Roger added in a teasing tone.
As soon as he said this, the other three immediately looked at him in unison.
“Just kidding,” Roger quickly waved his hand.
“…Okay, I have no other questions.”
Audrey let out a silent sigh.
At the end of the meeting, the The Fool, Klein, proactively proposed that the three attendees test a dream-related ritual magic using the The Fool’s honorific name, which contained a three-part structure, before Wednesday.
Once successful, everyone would be able to request leave in advance if they encountered any temporary trouble in the future.
Of course, he had included some personal touches in this ritual, replacing the four black breads with white bread, Feynapotter bread, paella, and Desi pie.
Justice, Hanged Man, and Wheel of Fortune all fell silent upon hearing about this ritual.
Unlike the other two, who were shocked by the implied status of Mr.
The Fool’s honorific name, Roger’s mind was filled with the urge to complain.
He decided that once he earned some money, he would take his fellow countryman out to eat something good more often…
There’s another update later.