869 Report Him! (2/2)
The badge was only the size of an eyeball. On the surface, there were symbols that symbolized ”fate” and ”concealment.”
It came from Lanevus, and it was the proof of admission to the Hermits of Fate's gathering. However, Klein had never made any attempts to participate in it before.
”Ah?” Fors glanced at it and stammered a reply. ”Yes, yes, that's it.”
After she answered it, she realized that Mr. World hadn't only produced the symbol, but he had also produced an item!
Suddenly, she came to a realization.
Dwayne Dantès had chosen Böklund Street for a reason!
Just as she had the thought, she saw The World say with a hoarse voice, ”That treasure is a trap.”
He does know… Thankfully, I was wise to seek the advice of the experienced… Fors heaved a sigh of relief as she smiled.
”Thank you for your reminder.”
Audrey asked out of curiosity, ”Mr. World, what does that symbol represent? Why do you call it a trap?”
Klein controlled The World and answered simply, ”It represents a bunch of thieves that called themselves 'Hermits of Fate.'”
Hermits of Fate… Thieves… Alger and Cattleya thought as they memorized the two names. Based on their own knowledge, they had a certain guess.
The former suspected that it was an organization established by a bunch of Marauders. The latter believed that an ancient family from the Fourth Epoch was involved. After some careful recalling, Emlyn White confirmed that he had never heard of such an organization, and he planned on learning more from the upper echelons of the Sanguine.
As for Klein, he thought of another problem.
That demigod from the Marauder pathway who was sealed deep in the sewers hasn't left Böklund Street as expected. He might be hiding at Hazel's place. Furthermore, this demigod isn't staying put. He actually tried to influence Miss Magician via a dream!
This won't do. I can't give him free reign to do as he wishes…
I have to eliminate this latent risk as soon as possible!
Hmm… I'll find my dear poet later and warn him. The grandpa inside his body wouldn't be uninterested in a demigod of the same pathway…
With this in mind, Mr. Fool, who was leisurely looking at the members, curled his mouth into a smile.
Audrey vaguely sensed the emotional changes of Mr. Fool as she mumbled inwardly.
That bunch of thieves who call themselves Hermits of Fate are friends related to Mr. Fool?
The talk about the treasure in the dream quickly came to an end. Cattleya thought of something and said to The World, ”I'll give you the intelligence you want this week.”
At this moment, she was a little curious as to why he needed information on West Balam. However, she wasn't The Sun or The Moon who would ask the moment they didn't know something. She was more accustomed to do a search for clues first.
”Alright.” The World nodded. Klein sighed inwardly. With this secret organization, many things were indeed much simpler.
Seeing that he had nothing else to say, Alger turned to look at The Sun.
”Have you figured out the matter regarding your former Chief's mausoleum?”
Derrick said, somewhat ashamed, ”I just made two friends.”
As a Beyonder from the Sun pathway, he won less than one in ten matches when in combat at the training field. After suffering plenty of beatings, he finally established a relationship with his former acquaintances. However, the ones he could call friends only numbered two.
Without waiting for The Hanged Man to answer him, he hurriedly added, ”However, I heard that the six-member council wishes to open the mausoleum. Regardless, they wish to retrieve the characteristic at the very least.”
In the City of Silver, no one felt that such an operation was problematic. To them, being wasteful was a sin.
Alger nodded gently as he changed his admonishing words he was about to say.
”Not bad.
”They don't necessarily have to be friends in order to provide you with help. When you establish a bigger network, you will naturally obtain more intel.”