Lord of the Mysteries

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St. Hillland Square, northwest corner, restaurant on the third floor.

When Ernest Boyar appeared in front of the ghost wolf of the "Huai" 揣 rose, Mistral, a pale red-eyed, scarlet eye, took his eyes back from Emlin White, and the darkness was filled. Out, countless tiny bats danced inside.

Bribery... The bloodline count just silently said a word, "seeing" the dumped carriage, "hearing" the roar of the horse, "smelling" all kinds of smells, but looking for a moment Not where the source of accidents and confusion is.

At this moment, his "field of vision" was dull, "eyes" seemed to lose its photographic ability, and the noisy sound of "ears" was stopped!

Earl of Mistral secretly "had" a cry, and immediately merged with countless bats behind him, and came back to reorganize next to Ernest Boyar.

Suddenly, in the dark "field of vision", a little shimmer jumped out.

This light swelled and became brighter and brighter, and a golden figure with twelve pairs of black wings was born.

The pair opened their wings one after another, covering Mistral's "vision", which was intertwined with light and dark, forming a mysterious and complex symbol. They are indistinguishable from each other in golden figures, both sacred and degrading, both bright and dark.

angel! Mistral's pupil was slightly enlarged, and couldn't help but step back and interrupted the idea.

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

Ernest Boyar woke up quickly and confused, and saw a pair of eyes that were as clear as a gemstone, like a lake, and felt a newspaper handed in and put it in his palm.

In the green eyes of the eyes, a little bit swayed, and in the depths around a circle of whirlpool, it seems to be the soul of the witnesses.

Ernest Boyar was instantly immersed in it and could no longer move his eyes.

Then, in his ear, a soft, erratic female voice was heard:

"Hold the newspaper and follow Emlin White....

"Hold the newspaper and follow Emlin White..."

The layers of sound reverberate and echoed on the side of Ernest Boyar, sneaked into his brain and sneaked into his heart.

Ernest Boyar’s stunned position was stunned, and I felt that there were still some words in the follow-up, but I couldn’t hear it clearly.

The newsboy holding the newspaper in the back bag quickly turned over the body, moving through a few bicycles agilely, and mixed into the crowd.

"He" has a delicate face, his hair is sloppy, covering his eyebrows, while walking, he took the black gauze gloves that he did not know when he left, and folded it into the bag of newspapers.

The wind blew, and the clothing of "he" contracted, showing a bump in the arm position.

A few seconds later, Ernest Boyar suddenly jumped back and forth, seemingly avoiding anything.

not good! I was affected by the power of nightmare! He just got a firm foothold, his pupils were magnified, and he looked around with vigilance to guard against the upcoming attack.

Although Ernest Boyar is so puzzled that he is so easily dragged into his dreams, he knows that this is not the time to take into account the details. The next step is the focus, and you must not be distracted.

Ding!

Several bicycles were close together, and the voice of the bell reminded the gentleman standing in the middle of the road to avoid it.

Ernest Boyar stared at them with a slight gaze, and the muscles underneath the clothes were ready to go.

These bicycles bypassed him from the side, and the pedestrians who went and went either hurriedly, or slowed down and pointed.

when! when! when!

A dozen bells rang, white steam spurted out from the root chimney at the top of St. Hilland's church, and the hymns of praise echoed with the rotation of giant gears and levers.

Above the square, everyone stopped and prayed at this sacred moment or closed eyes, or listened quietly, whether it was a believer in the **** of steam and machinery, only the white pigeons being fed, fluttering at the same time Start and rush to the air.

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

when! when! when!

The bell rang, no one was active, and the Count of Mistral in the dining room was also standing still and standing still.

His "vision" has been restored, but only those workers wearing gray-blue, light-blue clothing and bicycles of the same style are seen. Nothing is found, and Ernest Boyar is not hurt at all.

Of course, he guessed from the newspaper in the hands of the **** viscount that the newsboy had a problem, but he did not try to catch up.

Obviously, the ability to use the angel's personality is by no means a low-middle sequencer. That is to say, the forces behind Emlin White are at least one half-dead hidden nearby. Mistral believes that once he If you shoot, you will be blocked and even attacked.

When he is in a position that is easy to find, and the other party does not know where to hide, Mistral, the bloodline count, thinks this is not a good thing. Forcing a catch-up will only cause big problems.

Moreover, for the blood family, this is only a temptation. If the forces behind Emlinn are distracted, they will rely on the self-protection of Ernest Boyar to hold the strong man, so that Mistral relies on it. "The Oath of the Rose" confirms the identity of the attackers - they did not intend to explode the fierce conflict. In the proposed plan, Mistral took the most to stop the opponent, so that Ernest Boyar did not Suffered from injury.

In this case, the initiative is no longer in them. If it is forcibly pursued, there will be a half-divide war with a high probability. In Beckland, around St. Hillan Church, this is a suicide.

In addition, for Mistral, since the other half of the gods did not personally end, but only made a secondary assistance, then they directly hands and chased, it is really decent, insulting the reputation of the blood count.

Humph! I have to look at it, how will it develop next! Mistral's face was slightly twitching, and once again turned the sapphire ring worn by his left hand.

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

After the twelfth big bell rang, Emlin took another step, bypassing the fountain, and in the falling white pigeons, came to the entrance of the other end of St. Hillland Square.

He then saw the back with a slight bow, and did not dare to move half-step Ernes Boyar, saw the dumping carriage, the boring tail horse and a painful driver.

Emlin walked over, took out the wallet from his arms, took 100 pounds of cash, and handed it to the driver:

"This is the compensation for you."

"Ah?" The driver was surprised and surprised.

The taxi was not his own. He was just an ordinary employee. When the horse was shocked and the car was damaged, he first felt distressed, and then he was dominated by panic and desperate emotions.

According to the so-called contract and the similar things he has seen in the past few years, this is his responsibility, he needs to make compensation, and with his income and family situation, this means bankruptcy!

In just a short period of time, all kinds of thoughts were raised in the heart of the coachman. They were mainly divided into three categories. One was to swindle the gentleman who was scared and let him make compensation to prevent his family from disintegrating. The child was small. I am going to work in the black factory at the age, and the second is to take the horse to the gang members, sell it, then return home, leave the Bakerland with his wife and children, and the third is to arrange for the family to move out of the place where they are renting. I went to the owner of the carriage to ask for help. I hope to return it in installments. If the other party does not agree, I would rather go to jail and not compensate a penny.

Now, the sudden 100 pounds of cash slammed into the driver's heart, making his head faint, I don't know what to say.

£100 is enough to buy a new rental carriage, and there is a lot left!

Emlin didn't go to see the driver, looking to Ornes:

"never mind."

Are you not the biggest problem? You are all over, how can you call it okay? Ernes turned his belly and turned the sapphire ring worn by his left hand.

I don't know why, he thinks that he should believe in Emlin White, even close to each other.

Emlin glanced at him and suddenly turned and walked into an alley.

Ornes took a step in the subconscious and followed, holding the newspaper in his hand.

The two blood races ran one, one chased, and the speed was extremely fast, but they did not dare to show something different from ordinary people.

The Earl of Mistral ran far away from the two blood races, and after leaving the scope of his spiritual induction, he used the "Acre of Oath" to quit the connection with each other, and he was not flustered behind.

Emlin sometimes circled, sometimes slanted, and sometimes passed back from the other road, making it impossible to guess where his destination is, and Ornes is like a bull with a red flag. Willing to give up, has been closely behind.

Unknowingly, the two blood families came to the rose flower street in the southern part of the bridge.

At this time, Emlin suddenly speeded up, not afraid to be dragged out of the shadows, and rushed into the harvest church.

Ernes also did the same thing.

not good! In the distance, the Earl of Mistral was about to come over and stop the follow-up. The figure of Ornes had disappeared into the door of the Harvest Church.

Click!

The stone bricks on the soles of Mistral are shattered.

After entering the church, O'Neill suddenly realized in his heart, and immediately saw the front of the row of seats. A figure wearing a brown priest costume stood up like a mountain.

At the same time, the entire church became extremely thick and strong, and seemed to be integrated with the earth!

Ernes’s mind suddenly stunned and echoed another voice:

"After the first hypnosis, I will smash the contents of my body to Emlin White."

Brush, brush, brush! Ornes untied his belt, threw the needle, and smashed one item after another to Emlin White, which even contained the silver pocket watch and the wallet filled with banknotes.

Snapped!

The newspaper in his hand fell to the ground and fell out of a card in it.

On that card, I painted a fair goddess sitting on a stone bench with a sword and a balance.

Tarot, "justice" card.

PS: First change later, the first time in September, the end of the rush, relying on the manuscript, no break more ~