Lord of the Mysteries

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The former Zoetlan Street No. 36 was plastered with stucco, and the two windows on each floor were surrounded by a closed arch. They had the architectural features of the Fifth and Late 1300s, and the lighting was not so good.

After the reconstruction, there is a small porch shelter on the ground floor, and two high-rise belly windows on both sides. The detail of the window frame has window walls and decorative stigmas to support the thin stone beams. Above the high convex belly windows is The daughter's wall, bearing the third floor.

This is a three-story architectural style that has only been popular in recent years.

In the meantime, Leonard has the feeling of going to the wrong place.

After ten seconds, he took the cane with silver metal and walked into No. 36 Zoetland Street. Then he picked up the stairs and went around the corner, seeing a black gate and a vertical sign:

"Black Thorny Security Company"

When he got here, he seemed to be getting familiar with it, speeding up his steps and pushing the half-covered door.

The "Tingen City Laoshiren" was placed on the table, and the brown-haired girl who blocked her face heard the unspoken footsteps and moved the newspaper, revealing a smooth forehead, light brown eyes and a good face.

"...Good afternoon, Rosanne." Leonard screamed a little hesitantly.

Luo Shan first showed a surprise expression, and immediately fell a face, said in a very cold voice:

"good afternoon.

"Congratulations, you have avenged the captain and Klein."

Leonard opened his mouth and didn't know how to respond. Even the action of raising his hand and holding the top hat could not be done because he didn't like wearing a hat.

He squeezed a smile and nodded a little, then silenced him, crossed Rosanne, and prepared to walk into the door inside and outside the partition.

Just as he was about to enter the office area, he suddenly heard the words behind Roshan quite whispered:

"Live well……"

Leonard's footsteps slowed down a bit and he nodded heavily.

When he came to the inner area, he saw Frye standing at the door of the captain's office at a glance.

The "collector" still shows the pale, blue-eyed, long-nose, high-nose, thin lips and chilly and dull temperament.

Leonard looked at the other side for a few seconds, gave a sigh of relief, and laughed hard:

"long time no see."

"Good afternoon, I haven't seen you for a long time." Frye pointed to the captain's office. "I have received the telegram. I know your request and will let the two players follow you. Also, you need to fill out a seal application. single."

Leonard smiled slightly and smiled:

"You are the captain? You are not as silent as before..."

In fact, Leonard has already digested the "Soul of the Soul" potion, and can promote the sequence 5 "Witches", but in order to steal the power of the "Eternal Vigor" blood, he deliberately did not report, continue to appease the area around Bakerland. The soul of the soul, finally, in their own efforts, find opportunities, come to Tingen.

"Yes." Frye sighed softly. "Actually, I don't like to say so much, but as the captain, I have to say."

Leonard nodded slightly:

"When did you do the captain? I haven’t heard of it..."

"Recently." Frye replied succinctly to the question, then explained: "After you left, I became the "digger" of Sequence 8, and finally promoted to the 'Psychic' last month, before The captain just picked it up."

"So fast..." Leonard’s voice has not fallen, and he has already made a fist and hit his head. "Let me remember this, forget that Klein shared some experiences with you."

He put down his right hand and turned to Frye and laughed:

"In this case, you still have time and space to improve, and you may be able to become a deacon."

Frye glanced at him and regained his gaze:

"I should not continue to seek promotion."

"Why?" Leonard took a few steps and came to Frye's side and asked in a slightly surprised way.

Frye looked up at the ceiling, and the voice said gently and calmly:

"I want to stay here.

"Always protect this place."

Leonard was silent and did not respond.

He looked around and saw that there was a big transformation here, but there was something hidden.

Frye also silenced for a while, then said:

"I sent two players to follow you."

As he spoke, he walked to the bottom of the aisle, and Leonard also subconsciously followed.

In the office at the bottom, the door is wide open, and several night-timers are playing cards there, fighting evil.

When they noticed the captain's approach, they put down their poker and stood up.

Leonard glanced over and saw two familiar faces, black hair, smooth eyebrows, slender glory, and white-haired black sage.

At the same time, he also saw a few strange faces, saw the pennies on the table, Sule and a deck of cards.

In an instant, he was a little embarrassed and his eyes were a little blurred.

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

In the waters of the Rothschild Islands, a small port with a fishing village, the "Future" bottom cabin.

Frank Lee rolled up his cuffs, held his arms and carefully examined the mushrooms in front of him.

The mushroom is covered with a cap, which is one meter tall and eight feet high. The white surface has a few bright red spots, like eyes, nose and mouth.

In addition to these, the torso also bulges a spore, and grows a white hyphae that is thick and powerful like a tentacle.

Frank looked up and down the giant mushroom and looked around again. He looked at the wooden walls, the floor, or a variety of mushrooms that were long or short, big or small, and the "artisans" next to him. Telf Road:

"Yes, this experiment has progressed again. This mushroom has a strong tendency to self-reproduce, and this will make it hungry and urgently need the flesh and blood of the monster to supplement it.

“Whether it is roasted or boiled, it can eliminate its activity and is no longer so dangerous.

"Hey, how is the taste? Have you not tasted it? The breeding offspring will randomly appear beef, fish, wheat, and even full of milk, one can meet the needs of a breakfast. You see, the crew don't like to drink now, there are mushrooms that can be picked everywhere... I am thinking, sometimes, going to the wilderness, in order to fill the stomach, you need to carry dry food or hunting beasts, this is too much trouble. If you can make your own mushroom grow, don't you save a lot?"

"Artisan" Schalfby lost a lot in Baiyam, his eyes were deep, his eyes were sluggish, and he lacked a sense of agility.

Hearing Frank's words, he didn't know what he thought of, his body trembled a little, silently slammed down, opened his mouth, and vomited.

"Is it okay? I know that you have worked hard, and you really have to thank you during this time." Frank said honestly to the "craftsman", "If it weren't for you, this mushroom would not have such a strong self-breeding tendency, and, in the moonlight. Its vitality will become extremely tenacious and self-purifying, which can effectively eliminate the toxins accumulated by the engulfing monsters. The only problem at present is that pure darkness has no moonlight, which is the problem we need to solve next."

Shalf did not speak. After the spit, he suddenly stood up and turned and rushed to the outside, but a thick and powerful white hyphae spread over and pulled him back.

"Let, return my magical items to me! I want to die with these mushrooms!" He screamed wildly, his voice was getting lower and lower, his mouth seemed to be blocked.

At this time, somewhere outside the fishing village, a green-green vine quickly retracted, as if growing upside down.

"On the top of the star" Jia Delia came out of it, and the eyes were dark and mixed with silver.

Her ears still echoed the illusory slang that originated from the "hidden sage", but she did not feel horrible. It was not completely unbearable as it used to be. She looked at it and it was difficult to describe the numerous shapes of the figure. It was like a shadow. A heavy curtain is an invisible sight that I don't know where to throw it.

Compared with the past, she has been able to vaguely see the unknown existence hidden behind the curtain. She has been able to witness a round of different colors of the moon at high altitude. They are either blood red, or silver, or dark brown, or blue, as if Just looking at the eyes of the earth.

Jia De Li Ya’s mind stunned and quickly recovered his sight and dared not to swear again.

She has relied on the analysis of the blood of the "Snake of Destiny", completed the ritual, gained divinity, and became the sequence of the "Speek of the Secret" route 4, "Mystician"!

However, she remembers that the Queen had warned her:

In all the sequences of the 22 pathways, the “mystician” is the “professional” most vulnerable to danger, because often seeing things that should not be seen, hearing the sounds that should not be heard, touching The secret of the touch.

Therefore, if a "mystician" wants to live long, he must know how to restrain his curiosity and control his corresponding behavior.

Taking off the heavy glasses that were caught on the clothes, Jia De Li Ya put it on the bridge of the nose, but the things that she saw in the eyes that did not belong to the real world did not disappear.

She is half-self-deprecating and half-satisfied, and understands that this item has been unable to seal her own eyes.

She closed her eyes and immediately opened it. The pair of scorpions were already dark, no longer mysterious deep purple and silver.

Huh... Jia De Li Ya sighed and slowly walked towards the "Future", just like just taking a boat and taking a walk.

She did not intend to spread the news that she became a demigod. She did not think that she would quickly become the fifth king of the sea. For her, this is one of the cards in the dangerous world, and it will not be easily thrown out.

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

South Bridge, Rose Street.

When Emma’s carriage had just entered the street, he saw a slightly messy hair on his opposite seat, a white shirt with a black vest, a young man who seemed to be a ghost of ghosts.

"Long time no see, Mr. Maric." Emlin smiled without panicking.

Maric nodded in a small position:

"I am here to tell you, we are ready to discuss specific action plans."

PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.