Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 165 What else do you have besides money?

"No, Audrey, you are already a mature Beyonder and can no longer be as naive as before."

"Justice" Audrey's green gem-like eyes moved. She took a deep breath with delicate thoughts, put away the unknown emotions, and scanned the surroundings slightly.

She saw that Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s breathing rate seemed to be a little faster, and he seemed to have some understanding of this aspect, but not very clearly.

Mr. Sun, on the other hand, was as usual, with no change. Based on the performance observed at the previous gatherings, this meant that the other party was aware of the matter and understood the meaning behind the extraordinary characteristics.

As for Mr. Fool, he is still aloof and mysterious. He is not surprised or confused, as if everything that happens here is within the scope of his expectations.

"Oh~ It turns out I didn't know, but luckily Mr. Destiny told me in time."

The beautiful noble lady puffed up her cheeks slightly again, then sighed and said sincerely:

"Well! Mr. Destiny, if you happen to have the 'Mind Reader' extraordinary characteristic in your hand, I can buy it."

"What do you want in return?"

Hmm. At Mr. Ron’s level, wouldn’t it be a bit disrespectful to him to come to Queens to deliver door-to-door deliveries?
Just when Audrey was distressed, Ron saw her doubts at a glance. He raised his head slightly and said calmly:
"I can ask my courier to deliver the item to a designated location, and it will be responsible for getting the money back."

messenger! ?
After hearing Ron's answer, Audrey Hall's green eyes lit up for a moment, and she seemed to have regained her curiosity and yearning for the extraordinary world.

"Oh~ It's really a familiar style. Mr. Destiny has always been so outspoken, but compared to angels, I can indeed be called 'poor'."

But when he saw that this little kid had made more money in just a few seconds than he had worked hard for two months, Mr. Fool wanted to spit out his blood.

The beautiful noble lady responded, but then she thought of a question, that is, how to conclude the deal between her and Mr. Ron.

It’s really infuriating to compare people to each other!
"Okay, Mr. Destiny, I accept the deal."

Think about how many circles his great Mr. Fool went through for a mere four hundred pounds. In the end, in order to maintain his composure, he did not dare to reveal that his so-called favored one was himself.

"Hmph, ╯^╰, to be honest, you have nothing but money, so just use the things you are good at in exchange. 600 pounds is a very fair price."

Audrey Hall, who had never felt this kind of being surpassed in something since she was a child, muttered in her heart, and then puffed up her cheeks.

The blond boy snorted and was not polite to the beautiful "poor man" in front of him.

600 pounds! ! !
When he heard the amount of the transaction, Klein Moretti, who was sneaking around to digest the knowledge he had just overheard, let out an envious exclamation in his heart.

Audrey Hall emphasized the word "just right". Obviously, although she can accept what Ron just said, she still has a small psychological barrier at this stage.

Afterwards, the two parties who reached the deal communicated individually with the help of Mr. Fool, and Ron taught Justice Audrey how to summon his messenger.

Mr. Fool was very interested in hearing the little kid's messenger summoning spell. Klein was not too surprised about the fact that he had a messenger, because he had also unexpectedly seen the spiritual creature who looked like the "Ruffian Boss" once. .

Looking at the scene in front of him, "The Fool" Klein's thoughts unconsciously ran away. But as he thought about it, he suddenly realized a problem, that is, the transactions between Tarot Club members were still not convenient enough.

However, as a former diviner, this was not a problem for him. Faced with such a problem, Klein's thoughts unconsciously turned to ritual magic.

"Well, generally speaking, evil gods and demons will ask their believers to sacrifice, and sometimes they will also give believers some evil things. No, why should I compare myself with evil gods!?"

After thinking for a moment, combined with the characteristics of this gray fog space that can receive prayers, Mr. Fool had a rough, vague and rough idea in his mind.

"Mr. Destiny, you just said that extraordinary characteristics will not increase or decrease. Apart from this, what other common sense characteristics do they have?"

Just after the private conversation ended, Alger, the "Hanged Man" sitting next to Ron, suddenly spoke. He naturally continued Ron's previous topic and asked tentatively in a casual tone.

This gentleman with messy hair like seaweed is obviously not as simple as he appears, and his purpose is not as casual as he appears. He obviously wants to have sex for free.

"Hmph, ╯^╰. They do have other common-sense features, but what do you have to pay in exchange for this answer?"

Ron's golden eyes glanced at the strong man with deep features and rough face. He snorted disdainfully and treated Mr. Hanged Man differently, who was not that outstanding in appearance.

Hey, what do you mean by that disgusted expression? I was selected for the children's choir when I was little.

"The Hanged Man" Alger heard the words of discrimination, felt the disgusted eyes, and recalled the highlight moments in his life.

Unfortunately, this state did not last long and he quickly returned to normal.

After reviewing the mission he entrusted to Miss Justice and touching his wallet, which was not too full, Alger Wilson finally took a deep breath and rejected Ron's deal.

In the following time, the members of the Tarot Society began to discuss some common extraordinary monsters, some common materials, and where the desserts in the Loen Kingdom had the best flavor.

During this period, the corners of Mr. Fool's mouth also changed from a slight curl to an expressionless expression.

Finally, when the blond boy once again changed the subject of where the best wine was, he announced that the party was over.

Looking at the kid who still didn't stand up to salute, "The Fool" Klein's eyes twitched, and just like last time, he waved his hand and "kicked" him out angrily.

"That little brat doesn't know how to respect any great being. If I were truly a god, I would spank him hard in front of all the members of the Tarot Society!"

Klein stamped his feet vigorously above the gray fog, thinking fiercely in his heart, and then used his spirituality to simulate the feeling of falling, returning to the real world.

The crimson light dissipated like a tide, and the various uneaten desserts appeared in front of Ron's eyes.

Subconsciously licking the corner of his mouth, he put his hand into his trouser pocket and took out a silver cross pendant. Then he used part of his will to enter it and began to look for the contact information of the bad old man "scholar".

(End of this chapter)