A minute or two later, a towering figure appeared in Odis's mind, and then a passage of text appeared before his eyes: "A fool who does not belong to this age."
"The mysterious ruler above the gray fog;"
"He is the king of yellow and black who holds the key to good fortune."
Odis breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew the name "The Fool," he had not learned it through "official channels" and dared not use it lightly.
After getting up and thanking "The Fool," he lay back down: the night's events and that gray sphere seemed to have been prepared for my participation in the Tarot meeting!
As a "mysterious observer," Odis occasionally sensed these fluctuations in his own destiny.
Lying in bed, Odis thought about many things, and finally had to resort to "meditation" to fall asleep.
The next morning, Odis quickly washed up, bought a Dipsy pie on the street, and ate it as she went to the public bus station.
With Odis's income, he could easily rent a small villa and buy or rent his own carriage.
However, his extraordinary research was very expensive. For example, the revolver he carried with him that could release flames was not very useful to him, but he could only make a test piece to verify his research results.
This is just one of the less expensive studies. For example, the magic circle inside Odis's coat, just that small piece of "Ahonna Crystal" is worth 1200 pounds!
Therefore, despite her high income, Odis only lived a life of average middle-class living.
Influenced by their pre-time travel beliefs, they tried to save money on daily expenses and usually traveled by public carriage.
When the pie was finished, the public carriage slowly arrived, and Oedipus boarded the crowded carriage with the crowd.
...
On the second floor of the Kingdom Museum, in the restored study.
Team leader Max Livemore asked his team members, "Are you sure only two bookmarks were stolen?"
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the important figure standing in front of the desk with his back to him.
He was an elderly man dressed in a white priest's robe and wearing a clergyman's soft cap. He was Archbishop Horamik Hayden, the head of the Church of the God of Steam and Machines in Backlund and a member of the Divine Council.
The team member being asked answered confidently, "Yes, only those two bookmarks were stolen."
Holamick's eyes gleamed with an ethereal light: "There wasn't just one person here last night, at least three, divided into two opposing sides."
"One of them may even be higher in the sequence than me. He has an accomplice, and the strength of the other party is unclear, but what is certain is that he escaped in a strange way."
"The high-sequence individual immediately gave chase, while his accomplice... escaped into the spirit world..."
Max, with his sharply defined facial features, guessed: "An extraordinary one from the 'Apprentice' path?"
The illusory light in Khoramik's eyes gradually faded, and he gently shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it."
Max nodded slowly; it must have been a sealed artifact obtained through the "Apprentice" method.
But Horamik frowned again and said, "It doesn't look like a sealed artifact was used."
Max looked puzzled. Not an extraordinary being of the "Apprentice" path? Nor a sealed artifact of that path? That's strange...
"Things are more complicated than we thought," Khoramik sighed gently. "Now I know why they stole the bookmarks."
"We've been fooled by Russell for over 150 years!"
...
Ring ring~
Around four o'clock in the afternoon, a customer entered the shop. Kaina, the fifteen-year-old clerk at Gardner Herbal Shop, stopped arranging herbs, put on his most friendly smile, and asked, "Excuse me... Oh, Mr. Livermore, are you here to see Mr. Odis?"
Having not slept all night and having been busy for most of the day, Max Livemore nodded slowly, looking somewhat tired.
Looking quite energetic, Kaina gestured for the shop to come in: "Please come in."
Max opened the inner door with practiced ease. Inside the shop was a small courtyard, but it was filled with flower pots.
The flowerpot contains some common herbs that are not too demanding in terms of growing environment.
After passing through the courtyard, there are two more rooms: one is a warehouse and storage room, and the other is Odis's room for resting and experimenting.
Of course, this kind of experiment, which could be "open to the public," did not involve Odis's secrets.
Max pushed open the door and was immediately greeted by the strong smell of herbs filling the room. Odis, wearing a mask and hat, was busy at a table with glasses and measuring cylinders.
Upon seeing Max enter, Odis stopped what she was doing: "Friend, you look very tired. You can try the potion I'm currently preparing."
He paused for a moment and then said, "Please sit over there for a while, it will be ready soon."
Max was indeed a little tired. He sat in his chair and watched Odis mix the weighed powder with the potion that had been boiled in the measuring cylinder, and finally a blue potion was formed.
Odis poured the potion from the measuring cylinder into a cup and then handed it to Max: "This is a formula I traded with a wild extraordinary person who is suspected to be a 'pharmacist' some time ago. It can effectively relieve fatigue."
"Of course, I don't have the abilities of a pharmacist; I can only use my spirituality to give the medicine limited effects."
Max led the team that handled the extraordinary events Odis encountered when she traveled through time, and the two gradually became close friends who could talk about anything.
Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!
The squad leader of "Mechanical Heart" trusted Odis completely. After glancing at the potion briefly, he drank it all in one gulp.
The potion tasted sour, but after drinking it, the fatigue was indeed relieved. He handed the cup back to Odis: "So you can not only concoct potions that can enhance male sexual performance."
Odis took the cup and smiled, "That's market demand."
He put down the cup, extinguished the alcohol lamp, and asked, "What brings you here today?"
"There's an urgent mission."
Odis paused slightly, already having guessed what was going on: "Go on."
"Help me find out if any of the noble children on this list have been behaving strangely lately." Max pulled out the list of noble children who had attended the exhibition alone the previous night.
This is a privilege reserved for the nobility. Last night, after all the tourists had left, the "Russel Memorial Exhibition" welcomed another group of noble children, and a theft occurred that same night, so they are quite suspicious.
Max stretched his neck a bit and then said, "Also, keep an eye out for anyone trading or using magical items through the 'Apprentice' pathway recently, and secretly buy up items used by Emperor Roselle at high prices. If you receive a bookmark, contact me immediately!"
"For the next two tasks, you need to be careful to hide yourself."
In fact, not only him, but the church also didn't have much hope for the latter two tasks.
Odis thought to himself: Sure enough! That magical item that resembled the 'apprentice' pathway was pointing to me. Ha, making me investigate my own crimes? I'll never find any clues in this lifetime.
"No problem, I'll make the arrangements right away," Odis readily agreed.
Max stretched, then suddenly stood up and said, "I have something to do, I'm leaving now."
Odis saw him to the door, then immediately returned to his desk, wrote a letter, put it in an envelope, and sealed it with sealing wax.
Upon arriving at the herbalist's shop, Odis handed the letter to Kaina: "To Ms. Mandy."
Kaina took the letter and handed him a newspaper: "This is a special edition that just arrived; you might be interested."
Odis glanced at it: "Oh? The serial killer has been shot dead!"