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"Are you short on money? Do you need to work for me? I happen to be short-staffed recently."
Leyton turned to Emlyn on his left and offered a suggestion.
"It's not me!"
Emlyn subconsciously shook his head in denial, then frowned slightly and said, "You want a noble Sanguine to be your subordinate? Do you think that's possible?"
"You can't even beat the rabbit I raised."
Leyton retorted to Emlyn, and without waiting for him to argue, continued, "What I mean is, you can write some books about potion preparation and herb knowledge. It's best if they are detailed and accessible to the public. I will pay to acquire them."
"Accessible to the public? Wouldn't that make my skill seem very low?"
"Every Sanguine is a born Potion Master. Your statement is questioning our Sanguine's ability!"
Emlyn curled his lips in disdain, tilting his chin slightly as he replied, "He even said I can't beat the rabbit he raised. Is the rabbit he raised also called Bugs Bunny?"
Mr. Tower seems to have just arrived at sea, his strength is unknown, but he should be very strong. It's suspicious that he also raised a rabbit! No wonder when I asked him for advice back then, he looked so expectant for me to pray to Mr. Fool.
"An arrogant Vampire," Leyton evaluated in his mind, then chuckled, "I want these kinds of books to popularize basic knowledge. Of course, they need to be understandable by ordinary people."
"Popularizing knowledge? Mr. Tower, are you planning to engage in educational work?"
Justice Audrey looked at Leyton with a hint of confusion.
"In a sense, yes," Leyton leaned back in his chair, pondering as he spoke.
After confirming Leyton's identity in his mind, Emlyn's expression became somewhat strange for a moment, showing both the joy of discovering an acquaintance at the Tarot Club and some unavoidable embarrassment and annoyance.
He felt that his previous performance at the Tarot Club, in the other party's eyes, was like watching a circus performance, giving him a strange sense of shame.
"Cough! Cough!" Emlyn lightly coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment, then turned to Leyton, looking serious and earnest, saying, "I can agree to your proposal to compile some common potion knowledge into books, but I cannot guarantee whether it can serve as a popular textbook."
"After all, for most commoners, they can't even recognize complete words."
Leyton nodded gently: "If it's not up to standard, I'll have you revise it."
"Of course, it won't be free. Even defective products have the price of defective products."
"You are questioning a noble Sanguine." Emlyn glared at Leyton.
This has nothing to do with the nobility of the Sanguine, does it? Mr. Moon seems much more relaxed in front of Mr. Tower. Was his earlier hesitation because he recognized Mr. Tower's identity? Do they know each other in reality? And their relationship seems good.
Audrey silently observed Emlyn's reaction from the side, gleaning a lot of information from him.
Hanged Man Alger, who had also made some interpretations of Emlyn's performance, spoke in a deep voice: "Do you still need an answer to your previous question?"
"Yes!" Emlyn nodded quickly, looking at Mr. Hanged Man, who had previously overcharged him.
Hanged Man Alger glanced at Emlyn and chuckled, "It's simple, but you must bear a certain risk."
Emlyn had wanted to retort with "It's not me!", but after the recent interlude, he no longer cared about it.
Seeing that Mr. Moon did not object, Hanged Man chuckled and continued, "You slowly display a certain abnormality in your daily life, letting that powerful person realize that you have a problem."
"He will have two choices: one is to directly interrogate you, but this can easily break the clues; the second is to inadvertently provide you with help, allowing you to investigate more deeply, and then send people to monitor you."
"I think the second possibility is the greatest. The risk you need to bear is how to not expose the information you want to hide under surveillance."
It can be like this? Actually, it won't be exposed. Every time I participate in the Tarot Club, I rest at the Harvest Church, and there's no abnormality in my appearance. As for the rituals of sacrificing items and receiving boons, these are things that can be shown to Lord Nibbs and the others.
Good. I will proactively inquire about the City of Silver when studying history. Emlyn pondered for a moment and quickly made up his mind.
He immediately remembered another matter and turned to Hanged Man, saying, "Didn't you ask last week how to make everyone on a ship fall asleep at the same time?"
"It's simple. I can provide a wonderful anesthetic gas. It can effectively spread without an irritating smell. Even on the deck, directly inhaling it will cause unconsciousness."
"Of course, it's best to choose a windless night. Also, the target must not have danger premonition, and their physical quality cannot be too strong. Beyonders in Sequence 9 known for their physique are the limit."
"It can induce sleep for over three hours, after which the effect gradually decreases. It's 100 pounds per can, plus an additional 30 pounds for my remuneration."
Hanged Man Alger thought about the situation of the Sailors on the ghost ship and nodded gently without bargaining: "Good."
If Mr. Moon hadn't suggested it, I would have turned to Mr. Tower for Beyonder abilities with similar effects, and then rented that Mystical Item from Miss Magician. That would have been too troublesome… Moreover, establishing a certain image in front of Mr. Moon will make my subsequent transactions with him more convenient.
The exchange session gradually came to an end. Klein, shrouded in the Gray Fog, tapped the surface of the mottled long table twice with his fingers and smiled leisurely: "I foresee that next week, all of you will have a new appearance."
"This gathering ends here."
"Thank you for your blessing."
Justice Audrey was the first to stand up, bidding farewell and expressing gratitude.
With Mr. Fool's words, I have a little more confidence in consuming the Psychiatrist potion.
As everyone repeated the same words, crimson lights rose, and the space above the Gray Fog returned to its eternal silence.
On the Golden Dream, Leyton, leaning back in his chair, opened his eyes. His gaze swept over the desk in front of him, where a pale yellow piece of paper lay quietly.
Leonard's reply is a bit slow! As a Nightmare, he didn't even stay up all night to reply to me.
Muttering to himself, Leyton extended his left hand, spreading his spirituality, and summoned an invisible hand to deliver the paper from the desk into his hand.
Maintaining a lazy posture, he brought the letter to his eyes and read it carefully:
The old man said he needs more information about Groselle's Travels. As for trading the Dream Stealer potion formula, you need to help him deal with that Jacob Family demigod in exchange. The potion formula can be given to you first.
Sequence 5: Dream Stealer. Can take away others' ideals and dreams, can steal others' memories...
Main ingredients: Spiritual crystal of an ancient resentful spirit, 30 grams of star crystal...
Why do I have to deal with that rat demigod? Pallez's condition shouldn't be that bad… Leyton pondered for a moment, then stopped focusing on the matter.
Anyway, he still had to go find Pallez, so agreeing to this condition didn't matter.
He flicked his left palm, holding the letter paper, twice, throwing the pale yellow paper into the Spirit World.
Then he got up from the chair, turned to look towards the deck, and after a moment of silence, his figure suddenly faded and became transparent.
The next moment, his figure reappeared on the deck.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, startling Jodeson, who took a step back. After seeing the other person's appearance, he sighed in relief and looked at Leyton with slight dissatisfaction, saying, "You shouldn't always appear so suddenly in front of others. If you meet someone timid, they might just throw a fireball in your face."
Leyton raised an eyebrow at Jodeson, then said, "Are you referring to Danitz? He shouldn't have such an opportunity."
"I've already obtained the Dream Stealer potion formula you need. How much are you prepared to pay for it?"
"Ah?" Jodeson was stunned for a moment, his expression freezing.
He then put on a friendly smile, trying to get closer and put his arm around Leyton's shoulder, but Leyton subtly dodged it. He casually withdrew his hand, putting it behind his back, and said, "What would you do if I said I was just joking earlier?"
Leyton looked at the other party without surprise, chuckling, "I wouldn't do anything, after all, I'm serious."
Jodeson scrutinized Leyton's serious expression, and after a long while, he forced a smile uglier than crying, and spoke with difficulty: "3000… No, 4000 pounds!"
"I can't give any more, this is the money I prepared to buy potion ingredients…"
Leyton nodded gently, not particularly caring. He had only intended to extort a sum from Jodeson anyway.
Then he looked at the other party with a hint of curiosity and said, "Are you from the Jacob Family?"
Jodeson pursed his lips, seemingly hesitant, and after a moment of struggle, he spoke, "Why don't you think I'm from Zoroast or the Amon Family?"
Leyton placed his hands on the ship's rail, pushed hard, then turned his body and sat on the rail.
He gazed out at the sea, pondering, and said, "Amon cannot stay on this ship, and this place is also within the sight of the God of Knowledge."
"Moreover, I know Pallez."
"Pallez?… The patriarch of Zoroast? Is he still alive?"
Jodeson appeared very shocked.
"As a Sequence 1 angel, although he was pursued quite miserably by Amon, it's not surprising that he survived, given that Amon isn't in a hurry to become a god, is it?"
Leyton raised an eyebrow, looking at Jodeson. He didn't know much information. It seemed the Jacob Family was also living quite miserably under Amon's pressure.
Jodeson frowned slightly. Although he was a descendant of the Jacob Family, due to Amon's pressure, the Jacob Family had long since split into small, unconnected families.
And his small family had long since declined, without even potion formulas above demigod level or Mystical Items.
Hesitating for a moment, Jodeson said with some suspicion, "You seem to know a lot about us, or rather, about the Marauder Pathway?"
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