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Chapter 40: Script in Progress (Edited)

'After all, being in Backlund, and being a Spectator, yet so wealthy, able to easily afford the Sequence 6 and Sequence 5 potion formulas...' the directionality of the clues was so obvious that Klein couldn't help but associate.

'In two days, it would be the next Tarot Club meeting. If Miss Justice doesn't seek to purchase the Psychiatrist potion formula again...' Klein sighed softly.

He wasn't interested in investigating the identities of his fellow Tarot Club members, but if he did come into contact with them, he wouldn't deliberately avoid anything.

'But if it really was Miss Justice, then she would have no problems with the potion formulas up to Sequence 4 at least. How fortunate...' Klein couldn't help but feel a hint of envy towards Miss Justice.

But just like Fors and Xio, Klein didn't harbor any jealousy.

As for Leonard, as an Beyonder of the Darkness Pathway, he didn't have the same worries as the three mentioned earlier. As long as he accumulated contributions steadily and consumed potions, he could apply for promotion from the church.

'You envy this? What if I told you that theoretically, I could also obtain the subsequent potion formulas for you? You'd probably be thrilled...' Lynn joked to himself.

He could see what the others were thinking, and indeed, Lynn could theoretically obtain the potion formulas for the Apprentice Pathway and the Lawyer Pathway.

The reason was simple: the first Blasphemy slate containing all the potion formulas was currently in the hands of Lynn's current cheap guardian, Sasrir.

Although Sasrir wouldn't casually show Lynn such an important item, Lynn believed that as long as he became familiar with Sasrir in the future, he would eventually be able to get his hands on the blasphemous stone tablet and study it. Perhaps he could even learn from Roselle and make some blasphemous items, such as a Chess of Blasphemy set?

Lynn rubbed his chin, suddenly feeling enthusiastic about the idea.

If he could really create something like a Chess of Blasphemy set, in the timeline where his first alter ego resided, he might even make Roselle experience what it's like to have "a predecessor paving your way, leaving you with no way to go."

Decided, let's do it!

Lynn happily made a note of it in his mental notebook.

At the same time, Lynn didn't forget that he was still at the trading scene. He cleared his throat lightly, interrupting the two people who were lost in envy, and said, "In that case, I can leave you with a way to contact me. If you've made a decision, you can inform me through this contact method."

"Of course, if you're worried about it being dangerous for you, you can also tell me the answer at the next gathering."

"No problem." Fors and Xio nodded after exchanging glances.

If Lynn had asked them for their contact information, Fors and Xio would naturally not agree for safety reasons. However, they didn't reject the idea of getting the other party's contact information. As Lynn said, if they felt it was dangerous, they could just pretend the contact method didn't exist.

"Well then, happy cooperation!" Lynn showed a relaxed and pleasant smile.

...

Shortly after Lynn completed the transaction with Fors and Xio, Mr. A's gathering of Beyonders came to an end.

On the way back in the carriage, Lynn carefully counted the spiritual materials purchased at this gathering, while casting a glance at the two people beside him who seemed hesitant to speak. After a while, he took the initiative to speak, "What's wrong, is there something on your minds?"

"No, nothing." Klein's expression was subtle, but in the end, he didn't ask anything.

He was indeed curious about what Lynn's method was to obtain the subsequent potion formulas of the Spectator Pathway, but this might already involve the other party's secrets. As someone with a keen sense of pressure, he naturally wouldn't casually ask such questions.

Leonard scratched his head, clearly wanting to ask something, but after listening for a moment, Leonard just said, "Lynn, why did you buy so many spiritual materials? You shouldn't need so much for your usual ritual magic practice, right?"

"Well, this is more of a secret, please allow me to keep it confidential." Lynn blinked his eyes, sealing the spiritual materials in a box and adding a spiritual barrier to it. He continued, "You'll know in the future."

Leonard didn't ask any further questions.

The carriage soon arrived at Minsk Street. After paying the fare, the three got off the carriage. Just as they took a few steps, they saw a figure roaming near the gate of 15 Minsk Street from afar.

It was a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing an old coat that didn't match his age, and a round-top hat, with a slender figure.

Klein's gaze sharpened because, having seen the relevant files on Helmosuin's manuscript due to Lynn Sotos' commission, he had recognized who the person in front of him was.

Ian, the key figure in the Turani von Helmosuin manuscript case, an orphan adopted and trained by the Feynapotter spy Zerel Victor Lee, and the person who directly holds the clue to the whereabouts of the Turani von Helmosuin manuscript.

'It's actually him! Why would it be him? What is he doing here with me? Could it be he's looking for Lynn?'

Several conjectures flashed through Klein's mind in an instant, but his expression remained unchanged. After all, as Sherlock Moriarty, he shouldn't know the details related to the manuscript case.

"...Ian?"

Just then, Klein heard Lynn murmuring almost subconsciously beside him, and it seemed that the unfortunate detective embroiled in the Helmosuin manuscript had also recognized the person in front of him.

The next second, perhaps upon hearing his own name, Ian, who had been facing away from them, turned around, and upon seeing the three people not far away, Ian's expression noticeably froze. He looked almost stunned and said in disbelief:

"Sotos, Detective Sotos, what are you doing here? I thought you were... like Detective Zerel..."

(End of Chapter.)

Done some major edits.

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