Lord of the Mysteries

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Before leaving the house, Klein threw a coin and asked if it was not good for the "Brave Bar" today.

After getting a negative answer, he looked around and whispered to the air:

"Is anyone monitoring me today?"

After a few silences, the illusion of the bodyguard’s illusion suddenly came from behind his back:

"No."

Klein looked back and looked down, still could not find the figure of the bodyguard.

His attention quickly shifted to the answer and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

This is the military situation, this is not put me into the suspect list!

After confirming that Rosago had never looked for me, I completely left me aside.

Should I feel honored, or do I think I have been insulted?

Also, a detective who is busy looking for cats and traitors can't be associated with assassination of a country ambassador, killing the top 5 and other things...

And the military situation nine has more or less monitored me for a while, my panic, my helplessness, my hard-working self-help, they are seen in the eyes, obviously can not cause substantial harm to the ambassador......

With a lot of thoughts, Klein wore a half-height silk hat and put on a black and silver cane. He walked out of Minsk Street at 15 and spent 2 Sule. He took a rental carriage and arrived at the Brave Street in the Beckland Bridge area. Bar."

He was familiar with it, passing through the alcoholists who were cheering around the boxing ring, came to the bar and knocked down the table:

"A cup of Nanwell beer."

The bartender looked up at him and shouted:

"Casper is in the No. 3 card room."

Klein smiled and put out five 1 pence copper coins and pushed them to each other.

Then, he put on a wooden cup, drank the foamy white and delicate Nanweier beer, and bypassed the two most competing and most popular sports platforms, and knocked on the door of the No. 3 card room.

Casper is playing a limited number of Texas with a group of people, the banknotes in front of them are stacked high, and the yellow coins are so dazzling.

Noting Klein's gaze, the black-skinned weapon businessman with a huge scar on his face twitched the big nose of Red Tongtong and said casually:

"I don't like to use chips, which makes me feel unreal, or the texture of the banknotes and the weight of the coins are intoxicating, just as cool as a woman!"

After muttering this sentence, Casper slightly frowned:

"What are you doing again?"

Klein didn't answer directly, and he said to the outside.

"Damn! I want to empty them! Dog shit, I don't follow!" Casper threw the two cards in front of him, then limped to the door, to Klein, " You better have enough reasons!"

Out of the card room, came to the corner, Klein pressed down the voice:

"I want to know when the recent party was the same as the last one."

Kaspas scrupulously examined him: "Is Maric not talking to you?"

"It's not a matter of asking for bodyguards. It's about me. Oh, you know, there is a lot of interest." Klein said all the truth.

Kaspas hesitated and said:

"There is a party tonight, the organizer is still the last one, but you need to wait for more than half an hour. I will inform them in the past, you have shown credibility last time, I think the problem is not big."

"No problem, I will pay you." Klein touched the banknote in his pocket.

"This time only costs 1 pound." Casper is a very generous look.

"It's worth it." Klein's mouth was on both sides and he was upturned.

After paying the remuneration, he found a position to sit down and drink the fragrant Nanweier beer while enjoying the contest on the boxing ring.

"I can bother both of them at the same time..." Klein quickly reached such a conclusion.

After ten minutes, Casper returned to the bar and looked around, pressing down the voice:

"There was promised over there."

"We have been half an hour later, the storm is on, I hope you have not forgotten that mask."

In this regard, Klein made a positive reply.

He slowed down the speed of drinking, snoring in a small mouth, and spent half an hour to finish the 500-ml cup of Nanwell beer.

It was still the last road, still the house with no lights, and Klein put on the iron mask that only covered the upper half of the face, watching Casper ring the door very rhythmically.

Unlike the last time, the knocking on the door has been changing... Klein listened for a while and saw the small planks on the door open and the eyes looked out.

After a process that didn't differ, he put on his robes with a hood and hid the entire face in the shadows.

Still the living room, or a candle that was swaying and dimly lit, Klein casually found a position and sat quietly.

But unlike before, he is no longer depressed this time, no longer tight, and instead looks around leisurely.

- The cold wind blowing behind the neck made him sure that the bodyguard was also coming in, not being noticed.

The members of the party here did not have the strongest of sequence 5, and maybe even the sequence 6 did not... Klein thought thoughtfully.

After listening for a while, he saw that the sleek "pharmacist" changed his sitting position and seemed to want to speak.

Sure enough, the pharmacist who showed half of the chubby face quickly lifted the hand:

"The 'Black Snake' seems to have died in the sewer..."

"The beasts are still plundering."

"Black snake" is dead? When he heard the news, Klein was quite upset.

The "black snake" is the man who sold him the "listener" and made him "successful" to make the "dirty language". He was suspected of being a member of the Aurora.

His strength will not be low, he even died in the simple task of cleaning up the sewer beast... Klein wondered and frowned, suddenly remembered one thing:

That was when he found Zerel's body, he heard the movements in the depths of the sewer.

When he led Ian in the past, Zerrell’s body had been smashed by strange beasts.

It was at the bottom of the Iron Carbon Street in the Eastern District, and it was quite far from the Beckland Bridge area. I don't know if it was related... Klein didn't have the urge to verify this.

The news that the "black snake" died was rapidly fermented in the dimly lit living room, attracting many people to whisper, rendering a few fears of empathy.

The pharmacist took the hand and said:

"So, what should I do?"

The whispering sound suddenly disappeared, and the silence in the room seemed to solidify.

Because the pharmacist was not afraid of the condemnation of the last time, Klein thought about it and took the initiative to say:

"If I were you, I thought I would give up the rest of the herbs and never go there again."

"Why? They will soon mature, and the beasts hide in the depths of the sewers, and generally do not come out." The pharmacist asked hesitantly.

Klein deliberately hoarse voices:

"There should be an organization behind the 'black snake'. His death will inevitably lead to investigation. I think you should not be willing to deal with them?"

Having a "listener" relic does not mean that the "black snake" must be a member of the Aurora, but his claim that "the real creator" is a great existence confirms this.

Moreover, this kind of thing would rather be true and not a lucky one.

"Yeah." The pharmacist nodded slightly and seemed to have made a decision.

Klein added a few more:

"If it were me, I would also inform the police anonymously about this matter."

"What?" Many party members were horrified.

Klein explained invariably:

"Since the beasts of the sewers can make the 'black snakes' die, it means that they are very dangerous, and everyone lives in Bakerland. If it really causes a great disaster, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not spread to itself."

"So, the best option is to get the police to pay attention and let the official handle the matter."

"We can enjoy good results without risk, isn't it great?"

His voice just fell, and the old man of "The Eye of Wisdom" applauded:

“Great idea! We are afraid of the extraordinary people of the official, but we can also use them, don’t think about everything.”

This is because I am an official extraordinary person, and my thoughts are definitely different from your pure wildness... Klein laughs with a belly.

After speaking, he returned to the attitude of watching, listening to others selling or seeking shopping products, materials, looking at a pile of transactions or success or failure, there is nothing he is interested in.

He did not hang out the extraordinary materials he needed for the time being, and he planned to observe the circle several times.

Time passed by, and the "eye of wisdom" began to arrange for people to leave, three minutes.

Klein went out first and didn't know what to follow. Now I noticed that there are at least five exits. The waiter of "The Eye of Wisdom" will take different people to take different channels, try to open and extend the time.

After half an hour, there were three party members in the living room, except for the "eye of wisdom", the other two men, who were Klein and suspected pharmacists.

"The Eye of Wisdom" looked at Klein, and the voice laughed old:

"It seems that you are lucky."

He recognized that I was the last person to buy the "black snake" ominous item... Klein smiled and said: "Yes, I gambled."

When I heard the answer from the two people, the pharmacist opened his eyes and looked at Klein. It took a long time to say:

"Do you have magical items in the lucky class? I have already treated you as a dead person."

It’s so straightforward to talk to you... Klein responded euphemistically: “Maybe I am lucky enough.”

In fact, he also wants to have similar items.

"The Eye of Wisdom" sighs: "Young man, don't always bet on luck, especially in this kind of thing, even if you have won many times before, you can lose one chance, and there will be no chance of a turnaround."

"I know, so I came to the party to see if I can buy useful items. Oh, I am like you." Klein said with a mouthful.

"The same kind?" The pharmacist sighed exaggeratedly. "I should have listened to my teacher at the beginning!"

Teacher... He is suspected of being a "pharmacist"... The "pharmacist" approach is controlled by the Mother Earth Church and the Life School respectively... The way of inheriting the life school is the apprenticeship... Klein’s heart is moving, curiously asks:

"Why do you say that?"

The pharmacist lamented a sigh: "My teacher asked me to choose the road that made people lucky enough, but I ended up with a blending agent. As a result, I haven't found the next sequence for two years. The main material of the potion, your luck makes me jealous."

People become lucky enough... It's like a sequence of "monsters"... It's really a life school... Klein smiled and said:

"What is the reason you chose?"

The pharmacist suddenly straightened his back and said:

"This is a man's choice!"

"I didn't hesitate to choose this path after I knew that I could mobilize the potion that improved my ability!"