Chapter 393
Edward Stuart...
Isabella Stuart?
The Stuart Art Exchange? Edward is its owner?
The place that listed the Pickman painting for sale in the simulation?
Charles had interrogated Isabella in the simulation; the Stuart Art Exchange was just a regular organization helping nobles launder money, while also selling some intelligence on the side.
Although Isabella knew some things about the extraordinary, this organization was completely unrelated to the supernatural.
Could it be that the one pulling the strings behind it was a member of the Pleasure Society? And at least a second or even third tier...
The interrogation continued on that side, but Charles no longer needed to listen to the rest.
Now, she was only considering one question.
Get through the remaining time smoothly, save a file after 24 hours, and obtain the eighth extraordinary pathway.
Or...
Under the influence of the "Adventurer" potion, Charles's thoughts began to lean more towards the second idea.
"Kiti."
Charles spoke up, interrupting Kiti's interrogation.
"What can I do for you, Your Grace?" Kiti quickly turned around, bowing as she asked.
"Can you get the 'Frenzy' potion? Right now."
Charles looked at Kiti and asked directly.
"The 'Frenzy' potion? The materials should be fine; we just need to have the 'Physician' brew it..."
"Get it, now."
Charles knew that taking the "Frenzy" potion was highly dangerous; she likely hadn't perfectly completed the ritual to replicate it... but she could ensure that drinking the "Frenzy" potion wouldn't cause her save file to be wasted.
She needed to enhance her strength a bit, even if Edward wasn't at the Stuart Art Exchange in Beren City.
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PS:
Fruit, destroy, na, er, sai!
Pleading guilty and accepting punishment, it was just that lazy dog syndrome flared up at the beginning of the month; in such cases, using up three leave requests would make one behave.
Mediocre fish, no need for more words.
Good night!!!
【Leave Request 2/3】Classic leave at the beginning of the month
Taking a day off!
Tomorrow, starting from 8k to make up for it!
Good night in advance!!!
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Chapter 212: Another Extraordinary Feast (6000-word chapter)
It was barely half an hour later when a vial of potion was placed before Charles.
Inside the specially made transparent glass vial was a blood-red eyeball that had almost turned into a hard crystal, resembling the sealed object "Eye of Bad Omen" from Opode.
The more Charles looked at this eyeball, the more she felt it resembled something else.
After a brief search through her myriad memories, Charles pinpointed the source of this "similarity."
"Transmuted Coin"—the demon's eye printed on the reverse side of the "Lucky Coin" that Lucy mentioned.
It seemed that these were all products of the same pathway.
"Your Grace, the 'Frenzy' potion you requested."
After placing the tray in front of Charles, Kiti respectfully stepped back two paces, lowering her head.
Charles picked up the potion vial, the crystal blood eye floating inside, surrounded by red lightning that seemed to support it; from a distance, it looked like a red spherical lightning bolt.
Just holding the potion vial, Charles felt a slight tingling sensation in her palm, as if she could sense the volatile power of the potion through the glass.
Slowly, she reached out to remove the cork from the vial.
Kiti caught a glimpse of Charles's movement from the corner of her eye; her eyelids twitched slightly. She wanted to remind Charles, but ultimately swallowed her words, not daring to say anything.
The powers that a bishop dealt with were certainly on another level of the extraordinary; the taboos and knowledge she possessed were undoubtedly greater than her own, so there was no need to speak up.
As Charles pulled the cork, the lightning surrounding the eyeball seemed ready to burst forth from the vial. At that moment, Charles raised the vial, positioning the opening toward her mouth.
Like magnets drawn to each other, the blood eye, which had shown only mild movement, flashed with a spark of electricity and dove straight into Charles's mouth upon sensing the "Adventurer."
The blood eye dissolved instantly upon contact with the mucous membrane in Charles's mouth, the liquid within carrying an almost paralyzing "spicy" sensation that began to envelop all her senses.
Charles closed her eyes, slowly savoring the intense pain—her tolerance for pain was now beyond what an ordinary person could compare to, and this discomfort didn't cause her expression to change significantly.
The faint murmurs in her mind began to intensify; it was a disturbance that could already affect her thoughts... a sensation she had also experienced when first taking the "Judicator" potion.
This should be the symptom of an incomplete replication ritual, where the potion hadn't been fully digested... or perhaps it was the feeling that ordinary extraordinary beings experienced almost constantly.
However, compared to the pollution from the other realm, these murmurs were trivial; while they had some effect on Charles, it wasn't significant.
It seemed that the replication ritual for the "Frenzy" had not been perfectly completed... but at least it was usable.
Each time she consumed a potion, the murmurs in her mind would stack up, no wonder the third tier was a watershed moment; so many people experienced physical changes after drinking third-tier potions, even if they successfully advanced.
The interrogation of Fred had concluded, and in the remaining time, Charles took Kiti and a few extraordinary beings to visit the Stuart Art Exchange in Beren City. Unfortunately, they found no trace of Edward, nor even Isabella.
The Stuart Art Exchange had branches in different cities across the country; it was unlikely that the other party would remain in Beren City... At this point, it would be more convenient to find Aivina.
At least Aivina knew Isabella.
When daytime arrived, Kiti took Charles to visit Aivina, but perhaps due to the events of the previous night having escalated, the well-informed Aivina was already aware of the conflict between the Dutton Manor and the Redemption Society, so she did not meet with Kiti. Kiti and Charles were turned away.
As Kiti was preparing to leave, she was blocked by Sheren and her people, demanding an explanation from Kiti.
At this time, Aivina, who was still not familiar with Charles, was quite wary. Charles's attempts to approach her made it difficult to see her, and they couldn't even communicate, let alone gain Aivina's trust.
Charles could have directly infiltrated the manor to see Aivina, but that would inevitably lead to a conflict with Nia.
The "Frenzy" couldn't penetrate the armor of the "Crown Guard" in direct combat, and if she had to use the other realm, Nia would definitely break down, inevitably stacking on her nemesis...
In any case, even if she had obtained intelligence, it was impossible to directly find Edward; she could only ask Aivina in reality.
In the final moments, Charles didn't take any further actions; she simply returned calmly to Bell Tower Alley and spent her last moments with her sister.
It wasn't that she didn't want to do something, but there truly wasn't enough time for her to do anything else.
When the clock struck 18:29, a silver light flickered before Charles, and in the next moment, she found herself in a silvery space.
"No. 8: 'Frenzy' Charles"
After skillfully saving the "Frenzy" in the No. 8 file, Charles exited the simulation.
The silver space before her quickly faded away.
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"Reality"
"Year 741 of the Holy Calendar, July 17, 19:26"
"Evaluation: Hey, I must remind you, host."
"You've already consumed the 'Gambler' potion, so you can directly log into 'Gambler' and transition to the adjacent 'Frenzy' without needing to start from the first tier with a new save..."
"Of course, this isn't me wanting you to keep a save with the Sadana mark for fun; I'm just giving you a friendly reminder^^_"
"Take it; this is what you deserve based on your performance."
"Reward: Destiny Points *9"
"Destiny Points: 516"
Charles merely glanced at the settlement panel before her and didn't continue to look.
There were no significant rewards, which was normal; after all, the Charles in the simulation had only consumed two potions and then killed the people she had already killed once.
Although she did gain some intelligence, it seemed that in the system's eyes, this information had little relation to future changes, so no substantial rewards were given—at most, it compensated for most of the point consumption generated by the simulation.
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