Lord of Secrets

Ubemo went to the office first, reported what happened tonight, and then returned home. It was already midnight.

Ubemo washed up and went to bed.

…

7:30 in the morning.

Ubemo ate breakfast and read the "White Maple City Business Morning News", wanting to see if there was any black earmice GG.

At this time, in the remote lower left corner, Ubemo saw a few short lines of words:

"Black earmice acquisition: those who are interested can come to No. 123 Ant Street."

"Time: 9 am to 6 pm."

Then there will be a gathering of extraordinary people at 8 pm? I have to buy a cloak...Ubemo, who has made a decision, hastily finished breakfast.

Then he went to the library, and when he came back at noon, he bought a cloak that could cover most of his face, and bought an iris mask by the way.

In the afternoon, when Ubemo finished lunch and was about to go to the library again, Ayesha pressed the doorbell.

"Ayesha, is there any good news?" Ubemo asked.

"Principal Trina said that she wants to meet you in the school office tomorrow morning." Ayesha smiled and answered.

It seems that there are too few female teachers, and the principal is a little anxious... Ubemo guessed.

"Okay, I know, Ayesha, maybe you will have to call me teacher soon." Ubemo teased.

Ayesha teased: "I know, Teacher Belmode, I will take you to school tomorrow morning."

"By the way, Ayesha, remember to tell Mr. Haider that my dinner should be delivered to me a little earlier at around 7 o'clock." Ubemo suddenly thought of the party at 8 o'clock in the evening and needed to finish dinner early.

"Okay, Teacher Belmode." Ayesha did not ask why, but continued to smile.

Ubemo shook his head and said nothing.

After Ayesha left, Ubemo continued to go to the downtown library.

It was not until darkness approached and the sky had a touch of blue that Ubemo left the library.

…

Around 7:50 p.m., Ubemo arrived at Ryan Street. When he turned the corner, he used the "Mask of Afilo" to change his appearance, then put on a cloak and the "Iris" mask.

Pulling down his hood gently, Ubemo came to House 123, a townhouse with three floors, and the door was closed at this time.

According to the information he got, Ubemo knocked on the door three times and twice lightly, and the door rang with a "knock knock knock" sound.

After a while, the door opened, and a strong man in a white vest looked at Ubemo, observed him outside the door, and then let him in.

To be honest, Ubemo was a little worried that the party was very strict and was a real-name system, so it would be difficult for him to get in.

Fortunately, from the guards and verification methods, it can be seen that the organizer of the party is probably not a smart person, because there is no one outside, so the method of knocking on the door to verify the identity is easy to get, just someone needs to peek at the side.

Entering the door, Ubemo saw another strong man sitting on a chair, his eyes staring at the door, glancing at him when he came in, and then continued to stare at the door.

Ubemo slowed down, a little embarrassed, he didn't know which room was the place for the party.

Ubemo's eyes turned slightly, and then used the ability of "seeing through" to instantly find the place with the strongest mysterious atmosphere.

Entering the inner room, candles were lit, and the lights were swaying. There were only five people wearing cloaks. They sat next to each other, surrounding the old man in the middle. He was wearing an old gray robe and did not hide his appearance.

Gray hair, wrinkled face, loose skin, drooping eyes, brown eyes were a little turbid, and an old sapphire ring was worn on his wrinkled fingers.

When Ubemo came in, he didn't say anything. After taking a look, he squinted and continued to sit on the back chair.

Ubemo then picked the chair closest to the edge and sat on it. No one spoke, but they were all looking at him.

Soon, a few minutes passed, the old man opened his eyes, and then said in a hoarse and heavy voice: "The trading party begins!"

At this time, the person on the other side said in a soft female voice: "Where is the gentleman who wanted to buy medicine from me last time?"

Ubemo looked over and saw that the other person was a little slender, taller than ordinary women, and the large black cloak obviously couldn't fit completely. Under the other person's black mask, there were a pair of aggressive gray eyes. If you look closely, you will find that there are tiny blood-colored threads in the eyes.

Ubemo always felt that the other person's voice was deliberately disguised, and that kind of eyes looked more like a man.

After hearing this, no one in the field responded, and she immediately retracted her gaze from sweeping towards everyone, then looked at one of them and said: "I buy blood."

Blood...Ubemo took a look and didn't say anything.

The other person said: "Not recently!"

The voice was a somewhat low male voice. From the other person's white chin and tight skin, it can be seen that the other person is very well maintained. He also has a pair of black eyes, which are extremely deep and indifferent. He looks quite old.

"I have a lot of corpses. Who wants them?"

At this time, a somewhat short man in the middle said, his voice was somewhat clear, and the blue eyes under the hood were occasionally illuminated by candlelight, which were very bright. Ubemo remembered the blue Weiss he had seen before. His eyes were almost exactly the same, but he did not exude that kind of fragrance, and his hair was not that long, but he remembered him deeply.

Ubemo suddenly noticed that the man had a momentary intention, but then acted indifferent and kept silent.

No one answered, and the man who looked very much like Blue Weiss continued: "I have another seal that can change my appearance, but the negative impact is that I lose some of my thinking ability, and I can only wear it for two hours a day."

"300 pounds, or a dark four-leaf clover."

"300 pounds." The man who had been a little moved before said immediately.

The blue-eyed man looked around and said, "Is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

The man who made the bid showed a hint of displeasure in his black eyes.

At this time, the tall man sitting next to Ubemo said in a rough voice: "The negative impact is too great, it's not worth the price."

He has long yellow bangs and his skin is a little rough.

"Since you don't have it, let's trade it later." The blue-eyed man ignored the rough man and looked at the middle-aged man with black eyes.

The middle-aged man with black eyes nodded.

At this time, the cloaked man sitting on the other side of the big man said: "Who has the formula for the next stage of the 'Indulger'?"

He was covered with only a pair of eyes, which were a little swollen. Even his chin was covered by the clown mask, and the cloak surrounded his neck tightly, leaving no gap at all.

Ubemo has it, but he won't trade the formula. Spreading the formula of the extraordinary at will will only cause chaos.

Seeing that no one answered, he was a little disappointed.

At this time, the old man sitting at the top opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "I have it, but what can you give me?"

"40 pounds?" His brown eyes flashed a trace of joy, and then he asked with some concern

"Okay!" The old man replied.

"I need the characteristics of the 'thugs'." After the two finished talking, Ubemo spoke immediately.

Everyone in the field looked at him instantly, some puzzled, some scrutinized, and some with fierce eyes.

The puzzled eyes came from the people who wanted to buy the "instigator" formula, the scrutiny came from the young man with blue eyes, and the fierce eyes came from the rough man next to him. The rest of the people didn't react, either they didn't care, or they covered it up well.

Ubemo took everyone's reaction into consideration and didn't explain anything.

After a moment of silence, everyone thought that this was a trading party, not the time for them to pursue.

The young man with blue eyes spoke first: "No, the 'thugs' are not so easy to deal with."

"If you want the formula, I can sell it to you!" The strong man said at this time.

Ubemo shook his head.

As for the person who wanted to buy the formula, he hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What is the special substance?"

The woman with the black mask smiled, her voice was a little creepy, and she said in a yin and yang tone, "If you don't want to live anymore, just eat the things that are separated after the death of the extraordinary person, it will definitely be comfortable."

The things separated after death... The man was a little bit enlightened, and felt a little disgusted.

"If anyone gets the special substance of the "thug", I will trade with him for 300 pounds."

Although the "thug" has a strong ability in direct combat, it is only the 9th position of life, and there are many ways to hunt it, so the price of 300 pounds has exceeded a lot.

As for whether they will complete their transaction, Ubermo is not sure, because sometimes it is difficult to meet extraordinary people, and they are not necessarily "thugs". Besides, these are just verbal transactions, and the fairness is still questionable.

After a while, no one asked for a deal, and the old man said, "Today's party ends here."

"The deal will be conducted in the next room, one by one, and those who have not reached a deal will leave in order."

Ubemo was the first to get up and leave. Although he did not gain anything, it was also an experience.

The strong man is most likely a "thug", but I don't know him, so I am embarrassed to hunt him... If there is really no party next time, then I will follow him to see if he is a very evil person...Ubemo pulled the edge of his hood, then quickly walked to an alley, changed his clothes, and took a carriage home.

After returning home, Ubemo came to the Xinghai Hall and sat on a huge back chair. He communicated with one of the stars.

...

The man in the black cloak sat on a huge rock, bathing in the blue moonlight, and then lifted his hood back.

Ubemo sat on the huge chair and looked at his somewhat blurred face, but his long green hair was conspicuous, smooth and soft, and his pointed ears.

Elves...

This is the second time Ubemo has seen an elf.