Part Three: The Traveler Chapter 80 – Elaine

　　A gathering of extraordinary people? Klein nodded in response after a moment’s reflection:

　　”Yes.”

　　The collection of auxiliary materials for the “Secret Puppet Master” magic potion should also be put on the agenda, and he could also see if he could meet an artisan …… He subconsciously planned the arrangement in his mind.

　　Seeing Gelman Sparrow agreed, Daniz quietly sighed in relief and could not contain his smile.

　　In the past few days, the bounty has increased a lot and has the responsibility of eavesdropping, he has not gone out, very honestly stayed in the hotel suite, really suffocated, can not wait for the evening to come immediately.

　　The gathering of the extraordinary that Danez had mentioned was at the Fragrant Leaf Bar, which was alive with pirates, informants, and adventurers, and was the first port of call for information and supplies.

　　Klein, wearing a black coat and silk hat, followed Daniz through the crowded bar hall with mixed flavors, entered a card room, and under the watchful eyes of a few guards, gave the agreed upon password, and descended down a hidden staircase all the way to a wide underground area.

　　Here, just like the “Dragon Bar” in Tingen City, there was an underground market selling herbs, essential oils, ancient books, spells and all kinds of common occult materials, but the difference was that there were also all kinds of guns and ammunition for sale here, and Klein even found cannons and lead bullets that belonged to antiques.

　　Hehe, there are also selling fake identification documents, engraving fake seals …… worthy of being an overseas colony, similar industries are much more developed than Tingen …… will buy a batch of materials, used to make the “Neptune” domain spells, a large quantity is always a good idea. I will buy a batch of materials to make the “Poseidon” spell, and there will always be some discounts for large quantities …… Klein turned his head from side to side with a very small amplitude, and took in the situation in the underground area as far as he could see.

　　He was next to Daniz, who already had doubts about his own make-up and disguise skills, and deliberately wore a duck-tongued hat, pressed the front down very low, covering half of his face, at this time, he very skillfully guided Klein straight to the other end of the underground market, and knocked on the closed door with two long and four short knocks at regular intervals.

　　Behind the door was only a single candle, which swayed and spilled dimly from a lamp holder on the side wall, barely illuminating the modest room.

　　Pointing to the robes masks and other things either hanging or on the table, Danez told Krynn:

　　”It’s up to you to decide what disguises you want to make here, or not.”

　　Klein looked around the room, his gaze sweeping over the guards:

　　”I don’t need to.”

　　 A scene of one harvest flying towards himself.

　　Daniz skimmed covertly, picked up the black iron mask, and put it on his face.

　　He and Klein were then led by the guards through a dimly lit corridor and into another room.

　　It was quite luxuriously decorated, with a thick carpet from the Southern Continent on the floor, a lamp stand with a flickering golden glow supporting the wall, and fresh-smelling candles diffusing a heavy glow.

　　With a sweep of his eyes, Klein found a brown leather couch to sit on without Daniz’s help, leaning back and teetering on his right leg.

　　There were already about two dozen people gathered here, men and women, hooded robes and those who frankly showed their original faces, and according to the description that Daniz had made in the morning, not all of those attending this gathering were Extraordinary, but also spokesmen for certain powers and adventurers, pirates, and occult enthusiasts who wanted to become Extraordinary.

　　Time passed rather slowly in the quiet atmosphere, and after about seven or eight minutes, the old man sitting in the easy chair straightened his back, crossed his arms, and laughed:

　　”Everyone, let’s begin.”

　　His white hair had thinned to a thin layer due to his old age, but his light brown eyes were bright and sharp with no cloudiness in sight.

　　”The convener of the party, ‘Giant Rex’ Ozier, former well-known pirate and now the owner behind the Fragrant Leaf Bar.” Daniz slightly sidestepped his body and lowered his voice to introduce himself to Klein.

　　He had actually said it all in the morning, but was afraid that Germaine Sparrow would fail to get the right number and be angry with himself afterward.

　　It’s a sad thing to have secrets held …… Danez sighed inwardly.

　　Kraven nodded his head, quietly observing the transactions of the others.

　　The recipes for “Warrior”, “Sailor”, and “Secret Snooper” appeared here, but no one ever bought them, and the expectant sellers stopped again and again in disappointment.

　　Daniz glanced at Germaine Sparrow’s expressionless face, leaned sideways, and introduced himself in a low voice:

　　”This party has no notary, no powerful diviner, the authenticity of the magic potion recipe cannot be guaranteed, this kind of thing is too easy to fake, and even if someone recognizes that the recipe is a forgery, there is no way to punish the seller, because he may also be a victim.”

　　I know …… this is one of the reasons why magic potion formulas can’t be widely circulated …… Klein lowered his teetering right leg, leaned his body forward slightly, and spoke in a voice that wasn’t too high or too low:

　　”I need the spirituality of the remnants of an ancient grudge.”

　　He did not mention the eyes of the six-winged gargoyles, the golden spring of Sunia, and other auxiliary materials, fearing that others would guess that he was a “faceless man” and was preparing to be promoted to “Master of Secret Puppets”.

　　–When he was in Tingen, Klein suspected that Duster Guderian was a quasi-Spectator based on the combination of auxiliary materials, and was able to figure out his identity as a member of the Psycho-Alchemy Society.

　　The residual spirituality of the Ancient Grievance alone could not be extrapolated further, as it is used in many rituals in the realm of the dead.

　　Though Klein hadn’t made a disguise, he was still as cautious as he should be.

　　The room was quiet for two seconds before a slightly husky voice rang out:

　　”How much is needed?”

　　Really? Klein controlled his expression, not letting the elation show.

　　He looked sideways at the speaker and realized it was a man in his thirties with obvious local ancestry.

　　The other man’s complexion was bronze, but had the dullness of chronic malnutrition or lack of light tanning, and his face was thin, with bulging cheekbones and sunken eyes, more white than black.

　　”A vial.” Klein pulled out a metal vial as an example.

　　The slim, dark man was silent for a while:

　　”Five hundred pounds.”

　　It was reasonable …… Klein was about to return the price, but out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Danez sitting next to him.

　　I am Germaine Sparrow, a cold and crazy adventurer …… Klein repeated the words three times in his mind, took a quiet breath, and nodded calmly:

　　”Good.”

　　He took out the thick wad of cash he had prepared in advance and counted out the huge sum of 500 pounds.

　　The man with the appalling amount of white in his eyes took a glass test tube out of his coat pocket and tossed it casually at Klein:

　　”More than a year and the spirituality will be completely lost.”

　　He wasn’t afraid that the other party wouldn’t be able to catch it, because even if it broke, it wouldn’t affect the material itself, it was just a matter of changing the container again.

　　With a lift of his right hand, Klein accurately held the glass test tube, and saw a single phosphorescent light spot floating inside, and when they touched the inner wall of the glass, they would strangely expand, transforming into a face with blurred features and opening its mouth to hiss silently.

　　It is true …… Klein nodded darkly and handed the thick five hundred pounds in cash to the waiter who leaned over to pass it on to the seller.

　　The transaction continued, mostly abortive, a few successful.

　　Toward the end of the day, the party’s convener, “Giant Rex” Ozier, gave a chuckle and said:

　　”I have a commission.”

　　As he spoke, he drew a photograph from the inside pocket of his clothing:

　　”Find the person on it for 1,000 pounds, or the equivalent in common, extraordinary materials, and remember, no harm to her.”

　　A thousand pounds? This can make the vast majority of adventurers crazy …… I do not know who is looking for, but even give such a high pay …… Klein was not surprised to see the people present all expressed willingness to try.

　　The photo began to pass in counterclockwise order and reached Klein’s hand after a few minutes.

　　He casually scanned it, and a slight surprise suddenly welled up in his heart.

　　The woman in the photo was quite pretty, with a head of distinctive red hair and a pair of turquoise eyes like jewels, her complexion wasn’t quite fair, but it gave her a sense of health.

　　When the photo was taken, she was wearing a set of long lake-colored dresses, her waist was tightened with ribbons that knotted out flowers, which made her look unusually slender, and her face appeared to be smiling, but the whole thing wasn’t pleasing, it was very awkward.

　　A girl of good family …… who would pay a thousand pounds to find her, and provided she could not be harmed …… Well, the picture of the barely smiling …… Klein’s mind flashed within a moment Multiple love-hate romance stories.

　　What overbearing pirate fell in love with a rich merchant’s daughter, plundered her to his ship, and then she eventually escaped, what a ragtag noble lady became a pirate, was captured, and with the “substitution of punishment” and the military middle and upper class men in a show of sinful love, and through this to get out of trouble, out of the cage, what the freshly baked magical girl in the pleasure of the people, but accidentally got into emotional debt. Accidentally Got Into Emotional Debt …… As similar thoughts surged through his mind, Klein nearly raised his palms and covered his face holes.

　　In his last life, he had read too many novels …… and had a psychological shadow in this world because of the witch …… He sighed darkly, raised his head, and said to the party convener, Ozier:

　　”What’s her name?”

　　”Elaine.” Ozir replied succinctly, “but has definitely switched to a pseudonym.”

　　Elaine, a typical Intis female name …… Klein asked again:

　　”Any items she wears on a regular basis?

　　”Hair will do.”

　　It was used as a medium for divinatory searching.

　　Klein didn’t mention that recently worn clothing that hadn’t yet been pulped also fit the bill, fearing that his employer behind the curtain would throw himself a piece of ladies’ underwear, which would be rather embarrassing.

　　Ozier shook his head:

　　”Nope.

　　”She possesses strong anti-tracking abilities.”

　　”What’s her strength?” The other partygoer asked.

　　Ozier said solemnly:

　　”The employer didn’t describe it in detail, only that it’s not too powerful, but it’s stronger than Sequence 9.

　　”You don’t need to catch her, just determine her whereabouts and collect your payment.”