After happily deciding on the next course of action, Lynn drafted a script with 0-08 and then enjoyed a refreshing nap to recharge for the evening's party hosted by Mr. A. Lynn first roughly disguised himself according to his current persona, then looked at himself in the mirror, doing some simple psychological conditioning.
The reason for doing this wasn't anything else but because Lynn was about to meet Justice Audrey at Mr. A's party. Audrey was already a Sequence 8 Telepathist, although she hadn't mastered true mind-reading yet. She could easily judge others' emotions and even some thoughts through their expressions, body language, and more.
Of course, with masks and cloaks, Audrey couldn't read Lynn's micro-expressions, but reading body language was still possible. So Lynn needed to psychologically prepare himself in advance to ensure he wouldn't expose too much information to Audrey—such as Lynn's deep understanding of her or his knowledge about the Fool, for example.
As for other matters, Lynn didn't care.
'At times like these, I envy clowns; perfectly controlling expressions and body language is just too good for the audience...'
Lynn couldn't help but comment. After finishing the psychological conditioning, he put on his mask and cloak. Just as he stepped out, he saw Klein from the opposite door, seemingly just returning home. His eyes lit up as he greeted him.
"Hey, Sherlock, good evening!"
"Good evening, Lynn." Klein, who had just finished dealing with the investment in his bicycle, stood at his doorstep and heard a familiar voice, turning around to see Lynn. He smiled and greeted him back.
At the same time, Klein also noticed Lynn's striking disguise and couldn't help but ask, "What's this... Are you going to a party or do you have a commission that requires a disguised identity?"
"Do you remember the party we attended together last time, hosted by Mr. A? I'm going to that party. If all goes well, I might make a big profit."
Lynn didn't have any intention of hiding. Rather, upon seeing Klein, he already had a plan to invite him along.
After explaining tonight's plans, Lynn directly invited, "You want to come along? Actually, I feel a bit nervous going alone to sell the formula. If you can accompany me, I won't have to worry about any ill intentions there."
Lynn wasn't worried that such a request would seem abrupt. After all, based on his personality displayed in front of Klein, it was normal to invite a friend to an extraordinary gathering or worry about danger.
"Is this a commission?" Klein asked with a smile, teasingly, but had no intention of refusing.
Although Klein wouldn't deliberately do such a thing, if he really encountered such an opportunity in the real world, he had no reason to refuse.
And I can also take this opportunity to observe those two ladies. If they're suitable, maybe I can really bring them into the Tarot Club... Klein supplemented in his heart.
"If it's a commission, then as the fee, how about a late-night snack?" Lynn asked with a half-joking, half-serious tone.
"Sure." Klein nodded solemnly.
"Then I'll treat you to dessert tonight. The best local delicacies in Backlund are desserts. I know a place that's not expensive and tastes great." Lynn said with a smile.
"Sounds good." Klein began to look forward to the late-night snack.
The two then called for a horse-drawn carriage and discussed dessert topics on the way while waiting for the carriage to arrive at their destination.
...
At almost the same time, in a nondescript house in Queen's District.
Under the cloak, Xio, Fors, and Audrey found a place to sit casually. Xio first inspected the items written on the blackboard, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the familiar content of "Sequence 8 Sheriff's Potion Formula, 450 pounds..."
Regarding the final payment of 800 pounds given by Audrey, Xio and Fors naturally chose to split it evenly. With the 400 pounds obtained by Xio, what he was most concerned about was the sheriff's potion formula, fearing that when Audrey came to attend the party, there would be no one selling the formula.
Now that she confirmed that this "tragedy" hadn't happened, Xio naturally felt very happy.
After being happy, Xio then looked around at the other people in the room, looking for familiar figures, and whispered to the two beside her:
"That gentleman seems to be late..."
"He won't be absent, right?"
"He shouldn't be. He wrote in the letter that he would attend today's gathering."
"Maybe we arrived too early, and many people haven't come yet."
The three whispered for a while, and they saw many people coming in one after another at the door. Finally, among these people, Xio saw a familiar figure.
The other party was still in the same attire as last time, wearing a long robe with a hood and a black mask. So even though his face couldn't be seen, Xio still recognized him at a glance.
"He's here." Xio pulled the two beside her and signaled to them.
Fors and Audrey also looked in the direction of Lynn and Klein, the two newcomers. Xio simply confirmed if the person had arrived, while Audrey instinctively entered observer mode, starting to observe.
'Male, not very old, seems to have a lively personality, suspected to have a hobby of drawing... Hmm, he's greeting me, it seems that he's quite an outgoing gentleman.'
'Male, not very old either, um, his body movements are very restrained, seems to be a reserved gentleman.'
Audrey's gaze fell on Lynn and Klein one after another, making preliminary judgments in her mind.
On the other hand, Lynn and Klein, who had just walked into the room, naturally felt the gaze from Xio and the others.
Knowing that one of the three was a Telepathist, Klein, who had already known this, tried his best to use the abilities of a clown to control his expressions and body language, ensuring that he wouldn't reveal any flaws during the upcoming communication.
Lynn then directly looked in the direction of the gaze and waved to the trio, but instead of bringing Klein over to them, he found another place to sit down with him.
After sitting down, Lynn whispered as if he had discovered a great secret, "That miss who wants to buy the Spectator Pathway formula is probably a young lady from a very wealthy noble family."
(End of Chapter)