Upon hearing Bernadette's words, Odis's alarm bells went off, but he pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Is there a problem with those two bookmarks?"
"You should know that one of those two bookmarks isn't an ordinary bookmark, right?" Bernadette, who still hadn't shown herself, said.
"I don't know." As soon as Odis finished speaking, her nose grew longer again.
A soft "Hehe" echoed in the air.
Odis felt a cold sweat break out on his brow. If the conversation continued, it might easily drag the "Fool" into the mix, which would be troublesome...
Just then, it suddenly occurred to him that Bernadette was asking about the specifics of the bookmark, not its whereabouts.
He instantly recalled the conversation about the "blasphemous card" in his mind and realized that Bernadette was indeed not asking about the whereabouts of the bookmark.
"That scared me to death!" Odis, who knew too many secrets, breathed a sigh of relief. He had been the one who felt guilty first, which was why he thought of Mr. "Fool".
In fact, with the obstruction of "Above the Gray Fog," Bernadette had no way of knowing the exact location of the "Blasphemy Card" through extraordinary means.
He took a deep breath before saying, "Well, 'Mechanical Heart' did indeed discover that one of the two bookmarks was unusual."
"It is said that Archbishop Horamik Hayden believed that the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery had been deceived by Emperor Roselle for more than 150 years."
After recounting the true information he had gathered, his nose naturally returned to normal.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and after more than ten seconds, Odis asked, "Um, are you still there?"
"I…I just didn't expect things to turn out like this…" Bernadette seemed to compose herself before saying, "If you can help me find out what that special bookmark is, I will pay you a substantial reward."
"This is a bit difficult," Odis said frankly. "It is very difficult for me to see Archbishop Hayden, and even if I do, it is difficult to get useful information from him."
"But I'll keep an eye out for you. Others who were there at the time might also know the truth."
It's not that I don't want to investigate, it's that I can't.
If Mr. Fool were to cast a curse, he would be condemned to a life of poverty.
Bernadette hummed in agreement: "Alright, it's all delivered to you."
"Go back and hurry up and make those ten 'Flaming Arrows'! I heard you haven't started yet?"
Odis was taken aback: "You...you sent someone to spy on me?"
"It's not surveillance, it's just checking on your progress occasionally."
Odis opened her mouth, realizing it might be Bernadette's "invisible servant," who frequently appeared at the herbalist's shop: "If I go to patronize the streetwalker's business, will you also know?"
"Hehe, what? What's there to be shy about?" Bernadette's voice gradually became somewhat ethereal: "I need to remind you that you need to act quickly. If you can't complete the transaction on time, don't expect me to pay you the balance."
She planned to have Aria carefully observe Odis's process of creating extraordinary weapons through the "Invisible Servant," hoping she could learn everything, and then "Elemental Dawn" would create the "Flaming Arrow" herself.
At the same time, Bernadette had a premonition that carefully having her "servants" observe Odis's actions would yield unexpected results.
"I understand," Odis said, not in a very good mood. "I'm warning you, don't look while I'm taking a shower!"
"Ah, my servants have no such inclination." Bernadette's voice grew increasingly ethereal.
As soon as she finished speaking, Odis felt the lightheaded feeling disappear, and she returned to the real world.
He sighed helplessly, feeling that he would never dare to take off his clothes to sleep again.
Since the customer was urging them, Odis had Kaina place an order at the foundry early the next day, Friday morning, to order parts for fifteen "Flaming Arrows" in one go.
Because of the large quantity required, the cost of each part can be reduced to 1 pound.
Just as Kainer was about to leave, a horse-drawn carriage delivered a letter from the Backlund Mechanical Research Society.
Odis opened the envelope, pulled out the letter, and glanced at it briefly. It was an investigation report on Hugh Deercha.
So Odis sent Caenor to place an ad in the newspaper and sent a letter to Hugh, in preparation for a party the next day.
Actually, when Odis was settling accounts with Bernadette, the spiritual materials he mentioned were slightly cheaper than the market price, but there was still some exaggeration involved.
Because some of these materials are spiritual, Odis was able to grow and raise them himself!
After his errand boy, Kena, returned, Odis left him to watch the shop while he went into the basement in the backyard to his suburban laboratory to collect some necessary materials.
...
South of the bridge, 22 Tutwa Street.
Knock knock knock~
"Who is it?" Fors asked irritably, still lying in bed even though it was past ten o'clock.
"There's a letter from Hugh Dilcha!"
"I understand, put it in the mailbox." Fors opened a magazine and continued to lean against the headboard.
She thought to herself: It's so foggy and cold today. It's okay to get up a little later, it's okay to get up a little later...
Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!
Suddenly, Fors seemed to realize something. She quickly changed her clothes, opened the door and looked around. The fog outside was indeed quite thick, but she didn't see any suspicious figures on the street.
She hurried to the mailbox and took out a letter signed "Mysticism Research Society": "Just as I suspected!"
Fors looked around again but still didn't see anyone suspicious. She thought to herself: Maybe it's time to move again.
An hour later, Xiu, who hadn't received any assignments at noon, returned: "Oh, Goddess above! You're already up!"
As she spoke, she went to the fireplace to warm herself: "We haven't seen the sun for two days in a row. If the Church of the Eternal Sun were to come to Backlund to preach, it would surely gain a large number of believers."
Fors, who was busy in the kitchen, wiped his hands and handed the letter to Hugh: "A letter from the Mysticism Research Society!"
Hugh was slightly taken aback, then quickly took the letter; Fors had already opened the envelope.
Pull out the letter inside; it reads:
Dear Miss Deercha:
It is with pleasure that I inform you that you have been granted permission to attend the Mystic Studies Society.
The date of the gathering will be published in the GG column on page 3 of the Backlund Post. Please check the GG for details on the sale of bulk herbs.
The third digit in GG plus 3 represents the meeting date. If the result is 32 or 33, it represents the 2nd and 3rd of the following month. When the fourth digit plus 2 represents the meeting date, the last digit (ignore any 0s) represents the meeting score.
Since this is your first time attending the event, a horse-drawn carriage will pick you up two hours before the event starts. Please be sure to wait in advance.
Also, please prepare 5 sul cash to pay for the uniform masks and hooded capes worn on the carriage.
leader
Sincerely
Hugh frowned. "What a strange gathering."
No extraordinary gathering would send out such a formal notice, unless the organizer is insane!
"This also proves what you learned earlier!" Fors helped analyze, "This 'leader' has official backing, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
She paused, then added, "And it's mysterious, isn't it cool?"