SWDnovel Chapter 207 The Hanged Man's Temptation
Chapter 207 The Hanged Man's Temptation
Chapter 207 The Hanged Man's Temptation
Klein made the conjured diary in his hand disappear, then casually tapped the edge of the table and said leisurely:
"You may begin."
Upon hearing Mr. Fool's words, Alger the Hanged Man immediately turned to look at Cyril:
"Do you need valuable intelligence from the sea?"
Cyril looked at Alger and asked, "What type of intelligence?"
Seeing that "The Hanged Man" and Cyril had started talking, "The Sun" Derrick opened his mouth, then fell silent again.
Knowing that the party had already started, he wasn't as anxious as before.
Alger the Hanged Man noticed Derrick's behavior, but he was more focused on his own affairs and didn't pay much attention.
He glanced at it briefly before looking away, then carefully chose his words and said:
"Some rather secretive information about the pirate king and pirate general, as well as the distribution of various forces at sea, and clues about certain maritime treasures."
When the topic of maritime treasure came up, he paused deliberately, his gaze calm but fixed intently on Sirion, observing his reaction.
The latter shook his head slightly: "Sorry, I don't need this information."
"As for the clues to the treasure at sea, if they were truly useful and not particularly difficult or dangerous, I think you would have taken them already, wouldn't you?"
"Of course, if it's a clue about a maritime treasure like the Ghost Empire or the Lost Newin, we can make a deal."
Alger, the "Hanged Man," shook his head, his tone full of helplessness:
"Even a clue to a treasure like the Ghost Empire is worth far more than a 'Windbringer' potion recipe." Although his tone sounded helpless, he was actually quite happy at the moment.
Cyril's reaction and response confirmed to him that the other party had not obtained information about the primitive island from Zilingus.
This was something he had been worried about ever since Cyril sold him the "Windbringer" trait from Zilingus at the Tarot meeting.
Killing someone to summon spirits is something most capable extraordinary beings would do, especially since Zilingus, as a pirate general, must have many secrets and a private treasure. Killing him and summoning spirits would definitely yield considerable gains.
He had never had a suitable excuse to inquire about this matter indirectly before, but his urgent need for the "Windbringer" formula after digesting the "Navigator" potion became the perfect opportunity for him to test the waters.
...It must have been because Archbishop Ace Snake, the "Singer of God," was chasing Zilingus too closely. After the "Death Archon" killed Zilingus, he did not choose to use necromancy, but instead obtained the extracted extraordinary properties and left directly.
Now that primitive island is truly a secret known only to me!
In that case... I might consider selling the last magical item I have, or using it to trade for the "Windbringer's" potion recipe.
For me right now, improving my strength is the top priority. Only when I am strong enough will I be able to explore that primitive island, and this will also be a good ending to this trial.
As his thoughts raced, he looked at Sirion, bit his lip, and said:
"I also have a magical item, which, combined with the three pages of Roselle's diary I had previously contributed, is worth as much as the 'Windbringer' potion recipe, and perhaps even more."
Cyril raised an eyebrow, his mind racing:
...I knew it! How could the Hanged Man choose to trade the coordinates of that primeval island for just a "Windbringer's" potion recipe? That's his biggest, well, now second biggest secret.
Those words I said before were probably just an act, a test to see if I could communicate with Qilingus or obtain information about that primitive island.
It seems I performed better and successfully put him at ease.
Thinking of this, Cyril couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, feeling quite pleased, but he said without showing it on his face:
"I need to know what kind of magical item it is."
The Hanged Man nodded, then, after organizing his thoughts, said:
"It was a mask made of gold, with roughly outlined facial features, resembling those of ancient jungle primitives."
"Its remarkable effect is that wearing it makes one extremely calm, without emotional fluctuations, while also granting exceptional recovery capabilities."
Exaggerated speed and exceptional strength, along with a grasp of dark magic and primal curses, suggest a strength roughly equivalent to Sequence 7.
"The negative impact is that as the number of times it is used increases, the wearer will become less and less human, more and more cold-hearted, and eventually regard himself as a god."
"This magical item is worth between 2500 and 3000 pounds. Even exchanging it for the 'Windbringer' recipe would be an equivalent transaction."
Cyril nodded slightly: "You're absolutely right."
"But as the one in need, I can raise the price at any time, so this magical item is still worth the same as the three pages of Russell's diary."
"The Hanged Man": ...
"magician":(_?!)
Is it something to be proud of to raise prices on the spot? Why does Mr. "Fate" say it so confidently?
"The Fool": (°2.)
That makes a lot of sense, but it's best not to say it again next time.
"Justice": (= 』One
The conversation between Mr. Hanged Man and Mr. Fate seemed to have a probing element to it, and the change in his attitude was somewhat abrupt. This magical item must have been a pre-prepared condition for the transaction.
So, Mr. Fate sensed this and responded?
As her thoughts wandered, she noticed Derrick, the "Sun," who seemed out of place among the curious audience and appeared absent-minded.
To ease the slightly tense atmosphere, she took the initiative to ask:
"Mr. 'Sun,' you seem to be troubled by something. Did you hear something important from that former exploration team leader next door?"
Hearing Miss Justice's concerned inquiry, Derrick the Sun shook his head:
He is dead.
"Dead?" "Justice" Audrey asked, somewhat bewildered.
The Magician and the Hanged Man, who shared her interest in this topic, also exhibited similar behaviors.
Although the former exploration team leader has most likely become Amon's clone, he has been imprisoned for decades without showing any abnormalities. Moreover, they had just discussed it last week, and this week they were told that he was dead.
For a fleeting moment, they all wondered if there was something wrong with them.
Alger, the "Hanged Man," who reacted the fastest, immediately asked:
"Amon, who was parasitizing that former exploration team leader, discovered you? Then he exposed his problems, only to be eliminated by the sacred relic of the Round Tower in your Silver Town?"
"The Sun," Derrick, looked somewhat surprised at "The Hanged Man," Alger, who had roughly reconstructed the events, nodded, and then explained in detail:
"That's about it. The party had just ended, and I had just woken up in my bed when I heard the former exploration team leader, who was being parasitized by Amon, talking behind me."
"He asked me how I recognized him, and he also sensed the presence of Mr. Fool...:"
Although Derrick doesn't have a talent for storytelling, hearing the words "Justice," "The Magician," "The Hanged Man," and even Mr. Fool here gave me the feeling of watching a horror movie alone late at night.
Cyril glanced around at the group, whose movements were stiff and whose breathing had even stopped, and whispered a reminder:
"Friendly reminder: you are just listening to a story, so you can breathe normally."
Everyone:
After a brief silence, the people on both sides of the mottled long table simultaneously stretched their bodies as if to relax.
"The Magician" Fors glanced at Cyril directly opposite him and muttered a complaint:
"Mr. 'Fate,' you're really ruining the mood."
Cyril smiled and asked indifferently:
"But are you less nervous and scared now?"
Fors's expression stiffened for a moment. Although her inspiration had been interrupted, she had to admit that she was no longer nervous or afraid after this interruption.
Seeing the tense atmosphere broken, Klein, controlling his alternate account "The World," asked:
"What happened next? Which elder saved you?"
Derrick looked at "the world" in surprise, amazed and astonished that everyone could guess the general situation on the scene from just a few words he had spoken.
Is this the rich experience and meticulous logical reasoning that Mr. "The Hanged Man" mentioned? I wish I were that good too.
After a moment's thought, he replied:
"Then the chief appeared in time and used the sacred relic in the round tower to deal with Amon who had broken into my room."
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