Lord of the Mysteries

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At 10 o'clock tonight... Klein looked at the messenger in the spot, went to the desk and spread a blank sheet of paper and wrote:

"I will be on time.

“In addition, Bakerland’s situation has recently been tense and it’s important to pay attention to the degree of control.”

After reminding Sharon, Klein folded the letter paper and took out a gold coin from his pocket and a rectangular "diamond" that refracted light.

"This is the ‘Year of yesterday’ spell, which allows you to borrow power from your past for a short time.” Klein handed three items to Renee.

One of the blonde red-eyed heads of Renee Nikol opened his mouth and bit everything together, and the remaining three said in turn:

"Why..." "Give..." "I..."

"It’s a part of the prepaid amount." Klein smiled as usual.

The reminder of "Magic Mirror" Arrods made him feel that he needed to make more preparations.

Renee 缇 Nicole didn't ask again, and the four heads with bright eyes were shaking up and down with the hair they were holding.

He then stepped into the void and disappeared into the room.

Klein looked at the rain and the dark weather outside the window, took off his coat and handed it to the close-fun servant Nyuni.

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

At 9:50 pm, in the Jowood area, near a street in the Tsock River.

In the usual rainy autumn and winter in Beckland, a rented carriage was turned into here and slowly moved forward.

On the carriage, Emlin White, who was wearing a top hat, looked at the young man with a pale, slightly messy face with bright red eyes.

"right here?"

Maric, who was quite a little flickering, nodded and pointed to a street-side house with a shop in front of it:

"Correct.

"That is a bookstore. The boss is Charlie Rick. It is a pure-blooded Lun. But when he was young, he went to the Southland once and hoped to get rich. There, he became a member of the Rose School. The believer of the gods was sent back to Beckland, who was responsible for collecting intelligence and helping the Rose School members who performed other tasks. We stared at him for a long time, wanted to solve him by hand, and cut off the intelligence transmission of the Rose School. Create a better living environment for myself, but in the end it will hold back."

Emlin took a smile and said:

"It turns out that patience can often lead to better results.

"Oh, frankly speaking, your performance is not the same as the temperament ‘resentment’ I imagined. I thought you would be very embarrassed.”

Maric smashed a vampire who was said to be already a Viscount:

"Different people have different personalities, and moderation is just a desire to control beyond limits.

"In this matter, I don't explain it so clearly. I will worry that you can't understand it and affect the final result. As a result, the desire for 'temperance' exceeds the limit."

Oh, although very philosophical, but I don't need to take my example... Emlin gestures leisurely against the wall and looks at each other:

"Continue the previous topic."

Maric once again looked out the window:

"In Charlie Lake's home, there is a maid from the Pars Valley, which is also a member of the Rose School.

“In addition, in the two houses diagonally opposite the Lake Bookstore, they lived in a widow, an alcoholic man who belonged to the ‘Bounded God’ and would send intelligence to the Rose School at a critical moment.

"What you need to do is to monitor the three people secretly when we deal with Charlie Reek. Through the transmission of the news, we will lock the head of the Rose School in Beckland.

"Of course, we will definitely give Charlie Reek some chance to ask for help, or send a signal."

Emlin said slightly:

"I understand."

He immediately looked around and looked at the sky full of clouds, unable to see the red moon, and turned the ring of the blue gemstone worn by the ring finger of the left hand.

This is the "Rose of the Oath" ring, which allows the Count of Mistral to share his sight, hearing and smell.

This ring turned around and turned back to Emlin's hand, of course, only temporary.

As a result, the words that Maric had just said, the Earl of Mistral had heard and shared it with other bloodline participants.

Emlin originally thought that although he was only responsible for the contact in the middle of the country, he could not play any important role, but at least he could show some of the spell-like abilities that originated from the "deep red scholar" and passed it very well in front of the "respiratory" Maric. The news, who knows, he doesn't have to do anything, just put on the ring and arrive at the scene.

This made him very depressed and felt that he was purely a tool.

Less than a half god, many things have no qualifications for direct participation, let alone save the ethnic group... At this moment, Emlin has some impulses in his heart, and feels that his level is not worthy of his secret identity. Take on the responsibility that should be assumed.

As for the "Autumn of the Rose", the thoughts of the two wearers will appear in the mind of the other party from time to time. Emlin is not worried. He asked the "Justice" to hypnotize in advance, so that he will not go tonight. Think about those things that should be known to the blood elite.

His thoughts of lament had just fallen, and a voice belonging to the Count of Mistral suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Self, big, childish, innocent..."

This, this is the "Acre of the Rose" to pass some of the thoughts of the Count of Mistral randomly... Oh... Emlin laughed in his heart and began to continually meditate on a name:

"Ounice Boyar...Eunice Boyar..."

The Viscount was under the protection of the Count of Mistral, and was hypnotized, and went to the Harvest Church for a long time of volunteering!

At this moment, Maric looked at Emlin's expression and nodded:

"Your attitude is more reassuring."

Very serious, very solemn, very focused.

what? Emlin was a glimpse, and immediately raised his mouth and said:

"Thank you."

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

The second floor of the bookstore is the home of Charlie Lake. The businessman is 50 years old. His parents have long since died. They have never been married. It is said that there are several illegitimate children, but they have not lived with him.

After ordering the maid maid to check whether the doors and windows of the house were locked, he returned to his bedroom, poured a glass of red wine, sat down on the sofa, and tasted it quite relaxed.

He is used to drinking some wine before going to bed.

When the red wine bottomed out, Charlie Lake stood up and walked to the bathroom.

When he looked through the full-length mirror in the bedroom, he glanced at it casually and his body suddenly froze.

In the mirror, his face did not know when it had become extremely pale, his eyes were extremely convex, the edges left bright red blood, and his mouth was filled with a dark red.

As a member of the Rose School, Charlie Lake is no stranger to this situation. Instead of screaming or running like ordinary people, he raises his right hand and reaches out to his chest.

He just touched the piece of jewelry he was wearing, and his body was like falling into a cold cave that never melted. From the inside to the outside, it was a chill.

This chill is as vital as it is, expanding rapidly, occupying every corner of Charlie Reek's body, letting him have joints and muscles that no longer belong to himself, and begin to listen to the feelings of others.

At this moment, he seemed to have one more person in his body, cold and fuzzy, full of malice, and directly took over everything except thinking.

Charlie Lake also saw a new change in his own mirror. He had two more figures in his eyes, all young men in white shirts and black vests.

With the touch of the right hand, he shined brightly in front of him.

This Huimang seems to stem from a shrinking "sun" that throws light and heat around.

Charlie Rexton felt the warmth, no longer controlled by the cold in the body, and spit out a word in the mouth:

"Purification!"

The miniature "sun" on his chest became more and more hot, and the light was like warm water, rushing inward and swaying.

Charlie Lake regained control of the body and immediately gave up the door and ran to the window.

The curtains have not been pulled there, the rain is falling outside, and the street lights are fascinating.

Hey!

When Charlie Lake passed through the carpeted coffee table sofa area, he suddenly fell awkwardly and almost fell down.

The carpet seemed to be alive, wrapped around his ankle!

boom!

The coffee table flew up, accompanied by the bone china teacup and various documents, directly photographed Charlie Reke's face, and he was shot and turned into a puppet puppet.

After a moment, Charlie Rick’s figure stood on the other side, and he continued to run wild after being left in his heart.

He has never hated his bedroom too much like he does now.

Hey!

The pen shot indiscriminately, the paper flew in, and Charlie Reke finally ran to the window.

As a devout believer, he did not immediately break the window, but held the curtain and brushed it to pull it.

At the same time, his other hand was pressed on the gas pipe.

The iron-black metal surface, a layer of white frost instantly condenses.

In the squad, the glass window in front of Charlie Reek broke on its own, and every piece of debris was like a bullet. It slammed out and slammed on the businessman’s face, inserting him without a good skin. There was a burst of blood in his neck.

Charlie Rick's eyes were dark and he couldn't help but fall backwards. In the process, he screamed and shouted, but the voice could not pass the room.

At this time, in another room, a maid who was obviously a Southlander saw the light of the gas wall lamp shake.

She immediately turned her head and looked at the place where the "employer" was, only to see that the gas pipeline was covered with hoarfrost.

In a house opposite Charlie Reek, the shochu man with his sleeves sipping and drinking suddenly saw that the curtains on this side were only half-drawn.

In the secret code that he and Charlie Rick agreed, all the curtains were pulled up and all open, which means there was no problem. Pulling one side and pulling only half of them was an emergency, and the person above must be notified immediately.

He stood up suddenly.

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