"Observers, I hope to obtain information regarding the Amon Family through you. I have a premonition that they may become a formidable opponent in the near future, so I need to prepare early. Additionally, does anyone know of any abilities that can specifically target a Thief?"
After writing this message, Lex let out an 'hmm' and said, "The Sun has already encountered Amon in Silver City, and The Sun is a member of the Tarot Club. As a member of the Tarot Club, I will eventually run into Amon as well. It's better to understand his background sooner."
Since he had already summoned the Mysterious Book and still had ample spirituality, Lex naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to read the comments.
He looked down at the page.
"The Never-Existent Dreamer: I want to see Lex switch to the Witch pathway."
When he saw the first comment, Lex almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
No, no, no, I will not switch to the Witch pathway. I won't even if you kill me. It's too shameful!
He quickly looked down.
"Ominous Star-Bearing: When Lex plays the Conspirer later, he can refer to how the Moriarty Family in 'Moriarty the Patriot' used Conspiracy to assassinate nobles."
Conspirer, huh? I've actually thought about that. At that stage, the potion digestion shouldn't be achieved through direct combat like now.
One must use Conspiracy to achieve certain goals to promote potion digestion, but the specifics can be discussed later.
By the way, I've read 'The Thirty-Six Stratagems'. I wonder if those count as Conspiracy.
"A Fine Stroke: By the way, is it possible for Lex to become a Sequence 1 or even a Sequence 0 before Fool falls into slumber? If so, he would definitely become one of the top powerhouses in the Tarot Club. However, his identity would definitely be known, as the Red Priest sequence's ritual requirements make it difficult for him to hide his identity. After becoming an Angel, will he occupy a position among the Angels under Fool? Then, 'old, young, sick, disabled', what else would be added? It can't be 'stupid', right?"
Seeing this comment, Lex was stunned.
Fool falls into slumber?
Will Klein fall into slumber in the future?
What will happen in the future?
It seems there will be many Angels in the Tarot Club later, but what's with the 'old, young, sick, disabled' meme?
In any case, strength is the most important thing. As long as I keep improving my strength, no matter what happens in the future, I will have a way to deal with it.
If I don't have enough strength, even if I want to help Klein then, I probably won't be qualified to participate.
Hmm, the Pyromaniac potion is almost digested now; I should be able to fully digest it before the New Year.
There are still two auxiliary materials for the Conspirer left. I need to collect them quickly, then use the Ambassador's Beyonder characteristic to concoct the potion and strive to advance before the New Year!
After reading a few more messages, Lex ended the summoning.
He sat on the single sofa for a moment, then changed into formal attire. Lex first enjoyed a sumptuous lunch at a nearby restaurant.
Then he went to a photo studio, but he didn't take a photo. Instead, he bribed an employee at the studio with 1 soli to obtain a half-length photo of a certain lady.
After getting the photo, Lex returned to the hotel and, with his mediocre skill, trimmed the photo into a shape suitable for fitting into a pocket watch. Only then did he take out 'Madame Christie' and cleared his throat: "Christie?"
In the oil painting, the lady in court attire on the platform immediately adopted a posture of bowing her head in respectful listening.
Lex raised his pocket watch and gestured: "Parasitize into this photo."
So Christie in the oil painting assumed a walking posture, her figure suddenly highlighted, leaping from the oil painting into the photo in the pocket watch.
The unnamed lady in the original photo was instantly replaced by Christie, and Lex examined it carefully, finding that the lady's appearance seemed to have become much younger.
The appearance of an originally middle-aged woman transformed into a young woman under thirty.
Moreover, the makeup and decorations were specifically modified. The most obvious change was the disappearance of the dark circles around her eyes, and the withered, faded flowers on her gauze hat had been replaced by a vibrant, fresh flower.
Lex rubbed his eyes and muttered, "This must be a filter, right? She suddenly became so beautiful. But it looks much more pleasing to the eye than before."
Christie in the photo seemed to hear Lex's words, her eyes immediately brightening, and a deep smile gracing her lips.
Clap!
Lex closed the pocket watch and put it into his pocket. This way, he could use Christie's abilities at any time.
"I just don't know what I'll lose after using the ability. Please don't let it be my pound..."
Lex then stored the original oil painting of 'Madame Christie' in the spirit world treasure chest to prevent the original object from being damaged. After all this was done, it was getting late. Lex hadn't forgotten his afternoon appointment with Kaven, so he simply tidied up his things, took the drawing tube containing ''Devil May Cry'', and left the hotel.
Evil Dragon Bar.
This bar in the Dock Area was still the same. Even from a distance, even with the heavy door closed, Lex could still hear the sound waves coming from inside.
It sounded like some kind of 'competition' was taking place in the bar, with patrons cheering for a certain 'hero'.
Near the cargo warehouse opposite the bar, Lex not only saw Kaven but also Nafi.
"Mr. Old... Mr. Leily."
Nafi was about to call out 'Boss Duke' but suddenly remembered Kaven's instructions. Today's Lex was Leily, a reporter from Backlund.
So she quickly changed her address.
"Good afternoon, Miss Nafi."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Kaven."
"Thank you both for accepting my commission. So, can we go now?" Lex said with a smile.
According to his agreement with Kaven that morning, he would, as a reporter, commission Kaven to take him to the Evil Dragon Bar for an interview.
This was a necessary measure to conceal his identity.
"Of course, please follow me." Kaven winked at Nafi, and the two walked ahead in a convincing manner, with Lex following closely behind. To outsiders, it looked like Kaven and Nafi were showing Lex around the bar.
As soon as Nafi pushed open the heavy bar door, heat and the smell of alcohol immediately assailed them from inside.
Indeed, as Lex had guessed, there was a boxing ring in the center of the bar. Boxers were fiercely fighting on it, and dozens of patrons around them were loudly cheering for their respective favorites, or rather, those they had placed bets on.
"Isn't that Nafi? How long has it been since you last came?"
"Nafi, are you here to arm wrestle again? No one wants to play that with you now, unless you use one finger."
"Nafi, if you don't come soon, that old fellow Swain will go into the city to look for you."
Upon entering the bar, Lex saw many people greeting and teasing Nafi. It seemed that Nafi, whom he had 'left behind' in the bar last time, was quite popular at the Evil Dragon Bar now.