Lord of the Mysteries

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On 7th, Pfister Street, Leonard, who had returned home to attend the Tarot party, was just about to go out and read the materials at the bottom of the St. Saul's Church to prepare for the action of appease the soul at night. Suddenly a flower appeared and saw that. Carrying four blonde red-eyed heads wearing a messy and long skirt.

——As a “Soul of the Soul”, he has been able to directly see spiritual creatures.

After receiving a letter from Klein, Leonard also had a thank-you in the future, and Renee Nikol turned his body and walked into the void without stopping.

"...Old man, why does Klein have, will there be such a level of messenger? This is the best of the best?" Leonard couldn't help but suppress the voice and ask about Parish Zoroast.

He initially imagined that this was the standard configuration of Tarot members, and later found out that he thought too much.

Pale Soloyasdna’s slightly old voice immediately snorted:

"It should be exclusive to Klein Moretti. Everyone will have a special encounter, isn't it? Even if you are such a guy, isn't it the same?"

"Oh, I thought you would describe him with the 'incomplete angel' and the result changed to 'this level of messenger', yes, remember my reminder."

Leonard licked his mouth, unfolded the letter, and read the above.

"Sure enough, it is the leader of mystery and destiny..." Pales Soloyas quickly swept the beginning with Leonard's eyes.

Leonard didn't look at the ground, took a few steps back and threw himself into the arms of the sofa, then said:

"Klein can see the stealing and replacement of fate... then we don't have to hurry to search for the thief's path to the semi-god-level items."

"You are anxious, don't know where to search." Paleston snorted.

Even with the gathering of the destiny hermits, similar items may take only a few years to appear, and the next call will be until the end of the year.

Leonard couldn't find a discourse response at the moment, so he had to look at the next two paragraphs.

After a brief silence, he smiled low:

"I have always been wondering, when faced with Mecoos, where Klein came from the 'Sun' field advanced spell, I thought it was given by the 'Death Archon', but I don't quite understand a 'death.' 'The angels in the field collect what the high-level spells of the 'sun' field do, suicide? Now, finally understand.

"Old man, I have not held '3—0782', why didn't you find that there is a drop of 'eternal yang' in the blood? If you can steal some power in advance, it will not, not at first meeting……"

Leonard was supposed to laugh at the old man with this matter, but he said it, but he was silent.

Pales Soloyas sighed in his mind:

"If that drop of blood can be found casually, the mutated sun badge will not be in the roots."

Leonard silently asked for a few seconds:

"Then how do I find a chance to get the holy emblem and make a yang inflammation?"

Although Klein said it was easy in the letter, Leonard knew that this was not an easy task because he was no longer a "nighter" in Tingen, even if he went back to visit his former colleagues and teammates. Qualified to enter the Chanis Gate.

Hearing his question, Palesto Zoroast did not say goodbye:

"This little thing is still asking me, you don't think about it yourself?"

Leonard unknowingly coughed, busy mobilizing brain cells and began to look for ways:

“I am acting alone, but the Archbishop has given me the power to help the local ‘nights’ from the area involved.

"Well, if the souls of Beckland have been comforted, but I have not completely digested the potions, can we develop to other parishes?"

"At this time, if there is a haunted incident in Ruttingen, then I can reasonably go back and draw two ‘nights,’ and use ‘3–0782’...”

When Leonard "speaks to himself", Pales Soroyasde laughed and said:

"Alright, I found the idea so quickly.

"But have you ever thought that you are going to appease, not purify, and this is inconsistent with the use of the '3-0782' contradiction."

Leonard, who was affirmed, immediately laughed:

"Old man, you don't understand this? When I first joined the ‘night squad’ squad, there was one in the education I received: you can achieve the best results if you have the ability to purify.

"Russell the Great also said that it is a big deal to solve the problem, a carrot in one hand."

Pales Sorayas immediately slammed:

"Then do what you say, of course, the premise is that you can complete the tasks given by Anthony Stevenson in a week or two. If you wait until the action to clear Amon is officially coming, you have not got 'Yangyan'. Bullets, there is no need for it."

Leonard recalled the list of tasks filled with several sheets of paper, and the forehead suddenly twitched.

He immediately forced himself to forget this trouble and said in his heart:

"The task of disciplining the blood family does not know when it will begin...

"I don't know if the blood family has a stalker's way of semi-god-level seals...

"Temporary dream world... I can make it myself, I can find opportunities to make spells, but can this level of power resist the dark erosion of the land of God's Abandonment?"

............

Jowood area, inside a house.

Foers took a novel, sat on the sofa, looked at Hugh to the foyer, and put on his boots.

"Don't be so anxious, the gentleman didn't release the investigation task so quickly." Finally, Fols couldn't help but wonder.

She took a look at her:

"I am a bounty hunter and I have other tasks."

Having said that, she paused and hesitated and said:

"Fols, do you think that Miss ‘Justice’ is very similar, Miss Audrey.”

Fols spent a few seconds before returning to the gods, and the subconscious gestured, and he laughed:

"How can it be……"

Her voice has not fallen, her mind has flashed a similarity, the eyes are getting bigger and bigger.

After a while, she whispered:

"It is not impossible.

"The 'audience' approach, the psychological alchemy association, the noble lady, the blond... The only one of the nobles I know is that she meets the conditions... Of course, I don’t know more nobles, and even those who know, will not Let me know if they are related to the psychological alchemy..."

After listening to the words of my friends, I thought about it:

"Fols, do you still remember the tasks entrusted to us by Miss Audrey? I thought this was from the inspiration of Earl Hol, and now I think about it, maybe from, um, party...

"And, how do we know the name of the ‘fool’, do you remember? From the book borrowed from the Viscount of Glylint! There is an old paper hidden in its cover!”

Fols nodded in amazement:

"We can see that Miss Audrey, who is a friend of the Gretelites, is also likely to find out! This explains why she can join the party..."

"Yeah." Hugh agreed with Forth's guess.

Fols opened his mouth and was about to say something more. He suddenly remembered the **** family’s attempt to monitor the attempt, and quickly looked around with a vigilant look:

"Hugh, we usually try to discuss things related to the party as little as possible.

"Miss Audrey, oh, we will meet once in a week or two, and then observe again."

Take a break and watch the key points:

"it is good!"

She then opened the door and went all the way to a bar in the Eastern District and sat down at the bar.

Knocked on the table, she said to the bartender who raised her head:

"What new tasks are there today?"

The bartender simply talked about it, not saying who would investigate a man named Ernest Boyar.

Sure enough, I have to wait until tomorrow... I took a look at it and took my eyes back. I asked with a little doubt and concern:

"I haven't seen Sherman for a long time. Do you know where he went?"

It was a young man who thought he should be a woman and was one of Hugh’s informants.

The bartender slammed a channel:

"Maybe which man ran, you know, as long as a man likes him, he is always happy."

"This is not a matter worthy of discrimination." Hugh seriously refuted a sentence, inexplicably worried.

She held her hand and jumped off the high stool, ready to go to other places where Sherman often activities.

............

Beckland Bridge Area, Iron Gate Street, "Brave" bar.

Emlin pressed the low hat, pinched his nose, crossed the crowd of smells, and found red-eyed Ian in a card room.

"Mr. White, what's the matter this time?" Ian smiled and led Emlin to the billiard room of no one.

Emlin took off his hat and muttered:

"A little thing, help me post a commission to the bounty hunters, the content is, tracking a person called Ornes Boyar, figure out his daily course of action, bounty, 100 pounds."

"100 pounds?" Ian subconsciously asked.

In terms of tracking investigations, 100 pounds is a very exaggerated reward. You know, if a bounty hunter can complete this task alone, he can rest for a year, even if he wants to raise a family!

Emlin nodded and said:

"The goal is dangerous."

After the discussion of the Tarot meeting, he now thinks very clearly, and believes that tracking Ernest Boyar is definitely an easy task - the blood viscount will pretend not to find, and deliberately give a fixed Action track.

Therefore, the £100 is actually a reward for the “trial” to risk the exposure to join the joint action. Of course, in order to mislead and cover up, it is certain that multiple bounty hunters will complete each part and receive different amounts of compensation. Emlin can only guarantee that the "judgment" Miss gets the most.

"This way." Ian understands and reaches out, "prepayment, specific address, degree of danger, appearance, if there is a portrait better."

Emlin immediately gave 30 pounds of cash and information on the portraits of Ernest Boyar.

"Red eyes?" Ian flipped the paper in his hand and blurted out.

"Yes." Emlin gently daggered, looked around, and lowered his voice. "There is still something to help me collect clues from the members of the Rose School in Beckland."

"...the rose school?" Ian snorted, confused and questioned, and seemed to have never heard of the name.

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