After closing her eyes and opening them again, Audrey had returned to normal.

She reached out to the stack of tarot cards on the dressing table and opened the top one.

The card depicts a goddess of justice sitting on a stone chair, holding a sword in one hand and a scale in the other, watching everything indifferently.

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Backlund, Hillston District, inside a house with a fireplace.

"Have you finished digesting your 'Recorder' potion?" Xio had just changed into her household clothes and walked back to the living room when she heard such unbelievable news.

Forsi nodded with a haggard face: "Yes.

"Do you know what kind of life I've been living all this time?"

While being forced to "travel" to six places in a row, experiencing, admiring and recording day and night, at the same time being dragged into the gray fog from time to time, "recording" various extraordinary abilities, whether strange or high-level.

The original "Lightning Storm" and "Historical Pore Image Summon" have been replaced many times, and the original configuration was restored today.

"I don't know..." Xio answered honestly.

"I know you don't know." Fors took a deep breath and said, "What about you? How are you doing recently?"

"It's not bad. I was assigned to the court of abnormal affairs. With some ideas of acting, the process of digesting the potion began to speed up." Xio said with a "hmm".

"It's hard for me to imagine you wearing a judge's robe and sitting on it for trial." Forsi said with emotion from the bottom of her heart.

"Do you mean that the prisoners and lawyers will not be able to see me?" Xio didn't mind adding for his friend.

Fors smiled dryly and said, "I'll take a break and prepare for the 'Traveler' promotion ceremony."

"Don't you want to go to the depths of the spirit world? Do you have a solution?" Xio asked suspiciously.

Fors nodded and said, "The messenger who asked me to summon him."

Summoning a messenger... As the "judgement" of the Tarot Society, a member of MI9, Xio understands what a messenger refers to, and knows that the middle level of the Spiritual Cult Order uses messengers extensively.

Before she had time to ask for more details, she saw Forsi walking towards the guest room on the first floor with vacant footsteps and her eyes blank. .�

She fell asleep until the next morning, awakened from a deep dream by the smell of meat.

"Dixie Pie?" Fors rubbed her eyes, walked out of the room, and saw that the food was already set on the table.

"Yes." Xio came out of the bathroom, "The one on the corner is not bad."

Fors said "hmm" twice, and sat down at the dining table, quickly picked up the Dixie pie, and stuffed it into her mouth.

After eating one and taking a sip of sweet iced tea, she sighed contentedly: "This is life.

"Oops, I forgot to brush my teeth..."

After busy cleaning, she finally recovered her ability to think. She glanced at Xio suspiciously and said, "Is MI9 suspicious of you quietly becoming a 'judge'?"

"They thought it was the reward from the power that ordered me back then." Xio said what he had heard.

Forsi brushed her hair, smiled and said, "That's right, let them ask the Church of Evernight."

She then covered her mouth and yawned: "I'm going to summon that messenger." JrNovels.com