Chapter 375 Find a backer
After the transaction began, Alger immediately turned to his right and asked the old man there:
"Mr. Priestess, I wonder if you are satisfied with the item we traded last time?" He was referring to the "travel coffin" that was a specialty of the southern continent... He had summoned the old man's messenger before, and such a small rabbit... actually ate such a huge coffin in one bite! This made him feel more and more that the gap in strength between the two sides was not just a sequence on paper...

Old Bruce nodded immediately and said:

"I was about to speak, but you beat me to it.

“I want to tell you that I am very happy with that item.

"It has a unique plant leaf cushion at the bottom, which makes it very comfortable to sleep on; its surface is painted very exquisitely, which makes it very face-saving when exposed; its lid is also very cleverly designed, the upper part can be opened and closed, and you can sit up when you get tired of lying down..."

Klein was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Old Blue was talking about. It was the "travel coffin" he mentioned last time! !
Shit... is this description... really appropriate?!
Fors resisted the urge to hold her forehead. She knew what Old Blue had done with that "coffin" before. He sent a "coffin" directly to the embassy! She didn't know if it was a real curse or something else. Anyway, the embassy suffered heavy casualties. The ambassador was gone, and a military attaché also died...

Alger heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the "courier" had really delivered the item! That was good... He said solemnly:
"As long as you like it, I would like to pay you for... seeking your protection."

Asylum? Mr. Priestess's asylum?

Klein was surprised. Why didn't he look for Mr. Fool? Could it be that in the eyes of the Hanged Man, the Fool was not as powerful as Mr. Priestess? Well, although this reality was correct...

No... He denied this speculation, because before, The Hanged Man had been very respectful to The Fool... Uh... Could it be that The Fool was too high-class, so he didn’t dare to ask for help?
Audrey, the Justice, was a little strange. The Hanged Man had always been very strong and experienced. Logically, for such a "help request", he should have asked for a private discussion, right? But he didn't... Was he trying to show weakness?

The Sun Derrick did not find it strange. In his heart, he actually had a ranking of the Tarot Club members. Mr. Priestess was undoubtedly the second. The first was Mr. Fool, who was a god. The last one... was himself. It was normal for those who were ranked lower to ask for help from those who were ranked higher...

"Shelter? Tell me, what kind of trouble did you run into?" Old Blue stroked his chin. He was also a little confused. Alger knew that he could teleport and provide quick support? This shouldn't be the case...

Alger did not avoid the other members of the Tarot Club. He had thought about "private communication" before, but...private communication would require the help of The Fool. Although it was not worth mentioning to Him, he still did not want to ask for it.

Because, from now on, all of his favors and money may be invested in the transaction with the "Priestess", a high-level figure in the Storm!

"Mr. Priestess, due to an unexpected incident, I used a power that should not belong to me... That was the power of the Sun bestowed by Mr. Fool! It solved my immediate problem, but because of this, I may be reported by the crew and investigated by my superiors...

"I have just left the South Continent and am still floating on the sea. Information cannot be transmitted, so the crew members are relatively well behaved. Once the ship reaches any Storm Church in the North Continent, the hidden dangers will erupt..."

The Fool Klein grinned. Mr. "Hanged Man" has taken the initiative to admit his identity as a member of the Church of Storms. And... being backstabbed by a crew member... Why does the plot sound so familiar? Are you also Captain "Jack Sparrow"? Tsk tsk, by backstabbing the captain, the crew member can succeed in taking over?! It seems that whether it is a real pirate or a fake pirate, the standards they follow are almost the same!
Audrey was stunned for a few seconds, and then her eyes shone. Life on the sea is so exciting! Yes, just like in the rumors and novels, full of battles and betrayals! "Southern Continent", "Sea"... "Sun" Derrick silently memorized these terms and constructed another world in his mind... According to what Mr. "Priestess" said, the location of "Silver City" should be in the "Eastern Continent"... I really hope they can find us, and we can find the outside world...

Judgment Fors was somewhat stunned. She had previously suspected the blue-haired Hanged Man, and now she had confirmed his identity as the captain of a plundering ship directly under the Church of the Storm. She couldn't help but sigh that this world was really big, yet really small. In the Tarot Club, 1, 2, 3... half of them were from the Church of the Storm, Klein was from the Church of the Goddess, and Audrey was half of them. The only one left was Mr. Sun, whose position was extremely mysterious...

Old Blue suddenly realized that it was the protection of the church... Ha, with Alger's slippery level, he was forced to reveal his trump card? What on earth happened to him? I was even more curious!

He stroked his chin and said:

"I remember now. It was the talisman that Mr. Fool gave you in exchange for Roselle's diary, right? It's a bit troublesome to not be able to tell the source.

"I understand what you mean. You want to say that the spell came from me? It's not impossible..."

Old Bruce's expression became solemn and he said:

“But first… you must obtain Mr. Fool’s permission before I can take on this title. Otherwise, you and I will be guilty of usurpation…”

Alger was startled and bowed to the head of the long table, saying:
“Respected Mr. Fool, please forgive my overstepping my bounds… I am willing to present another twenty pages of Roselle’s diary, plus the reward you mentioned earlier… in exchange for your approval!”

Klein the Fool leaned back and said calmly:

"This involves the complicated relationships in your secular world. I have no desire to interfere..."

Alger's forehead was sweating. Did Mr. Fool refuse? Yes, he was a god from ancient times! He still hadn't thought it through thoroughly enough... Just as he was about to apologize, the Fool spoke calmly again:
"But I am not stingy in giving you convenience. As long as you don't reveal my name privately, you can decide other things on your own. So I allow this matter."

"Yes! Praise Mr. Fool!" Even an old hand like Alger couldn't help but be excited and praised sincerely! Other members also praised him.

Alger turned to the Priestess again and asked:
“I don’t know what kind of compensation you need… I can give you 5 sets of Sequence 3 level main materials!” He gritted his teeth, emptied out his family fortune, and quoted a very high price!
"Sequence 5..." Derrick had no idea about the value of gold pounds, but once it was converted into Beyonder characteristics, he understood it completely! Even in Silver City, where almost all Beyonders were people, Sequence 5 was still a top-tier powerhouse! There were only three Sequence 4 "Demon Hunters" in the "Six-Man Council", and the other three were only Sequence 5! He couldn't help but wonder, what on earth did Mr. "Hanged Man" have to do... to pay such a price?
(End of this chapter)