Mystery: Paradox Path

"Three hundred pounds a piece? And you ordered three at a time?! Mr. Devil is richer than I thought, and he clearly said that he is a poor noble... Could it be that the veterinarian makes so much money? If the money is available If so, not only will the problem of the potion be solved, but there will even be a savings of four hundred pounds! This is enough to buy a house on Daffodil Street for twenty years in the form of a lease term!"

When Klein heard the amount reported by Mr. Demon, his eyes immediately turned into the shape of gold pounds, but then, he thought of another question——

"It's okay to inform 'my favored one' now, what if Mr. Devil asks me to pass information to others in the future? I must not relay it as a fool, otherwise it will be too out of character, um... maybe you can try Visualize the picture and sound directly? Well, it's worth a try!"

Thinking of this, Klein first returned to reality, tried to imitate Mr. Demon, prayed to himself, and then returned to the gray fog to edit, code, and tune his prayer until he was sure that it could not be exposed. After knowing his identity, he packaged it and passed it to the crimson star that symbolizes the devil.

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In the mansion in the western part of Backlund, Snow was spreading a copy of yesterday's Backlund morning paper on the table, frowning and analyzing the contents.

As the tension in Backlund gradually eased, advertisements for Ernst firm’s purchase of goods began to appear in the Backlund Morning News.

Just when he translated the code completely and wrote it down carefully, he suddenly felt that everything in front of him had become illusory, and a thick gray-white mist continued to emerge. The high-backed chair that seems to be there forever, and the vague figure sitting on the high-backed chair.

Just when Feng Xue was thinking about whether Mr. Fool didn't think about projection technology and chose to send a message at a low price, a vague figure in a double-breasted dress suddenly appeared in the gray mist. He clasped his hands in front of his forehead, Repeatedly said:

"I accept this deal, but as a price for Mr. Demon to provide Mr. Fool with a diary, one of them is free, and it takes about one to two weeks to make the spell."

"Praise Mr. Fool." Snow stroked his chest, bowed to the high-back chair deep in the gray fog, and then returned to his home again.

After the fog in front of him completely dissipated, Snow took a breath and said with a light smile:

"Mr. Fool is still thin-skinned. At this time, you should give an anonymous account first and let me pay a deposit!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head again. He first had a sumptuous dinner at the nearby Intis restaurant, then went to the Chorwood area to change his clothes, and finally arrived at the Brave Bar at about seven o'clock.

"Didn't I tell you not to think about going to that party recently?"

Seeing Snow walk into the billiard room, Casper's expression immediately turned ugly, but Snow just chuckled when he heard the words, then took out a coin-sized pendant from his pocket and threw it to Casper s.

Caspars caught the pendant with some vigilance, and said strangely:

"What is this stuff?"

"A small amulet that can automatically trigger a protective barrier, and can block three shots with a revolver bullet. As for the demon... oh, I don't think anyone will hit you old guy with the demon bullet, right?"

Snow opened his arms exaggeratedly, and Caspars immediately put the amulet in his pocket, then frowned:

"You became that kind of person?"

"Yeah." Snow nodded, but didn't say anything more.

Caspars looked at him with a strange look for a while, then nodded:

"Okay, this thing will be your introduction fee! But the party will take a while, so I'll go say hello first."

After Caspars finished speaking, he pulled out a half-faced iron mask and a cloak with a hood from under the pool table for him to put on.

Then he limped out of the room. After about ten minutes, he returned to the billiards room. Looking at Snow, who had put on his hood and mask, he nodded lightly and took him from The back door of the kitchen left the tavern, and after bypassing an alley, came to a dark house.

"I don't need to say more about what to do and what not to do in the face of these people, right?" When he came to the door, Caspers glanced at him again, and only took two steps forward after getting a positive answer. Carefully knocked out the code that Snow had read in the newspaper, and as the wooden planks on the door were pulled open, a pair of tan eyes appeared behind the door.

"Bring a newcomer here at this time? I really don't know what you think!" The man behind the door taught a lesson in a somewhat harsh tone, but the other party still opened the door and glared at Kaspars. Signal Snow to hurry in.

Passing through the dim living room, the two entered a living room on the first floor. A candle was lit on the coffee table, and the dim candlelight illuminated the room.

On the sofas and chairs around the coffee table, there were seven or eight people dressed in hoods and masks. An old man who looked a little bit older was sitting on a single sofa, which became the center of the room.

No one spoke in the room, and everyone stood there silently, like statues. It was not until about five minutes later that the old gentleman coughed softly:

"It looks like these people are here today, let's start."

The old gentleman's voice fell, but it was still a little quiet. After a while, a man who knew that he was a fat man by looking at the outline of the hood said:

"I want to buy the medulla crystal from the Spirit Spring, who has it?"

"This fat man has arrived in Backlund now?" Snow raised his brows slightly. Although no one spoke, the silence was somehow broken by him, and the transaction began slowly.

There were less than ten people involved in the transaction this time, and there were not many things to sell. After two transactions, Snow finally said:

"I want to buy a contract, the binding force does not need to be too strong, as long as it is valid for the lower sequence and below."

No one followed Snow's words. After all, the notary was considered a Sequence Six Extraordinary. Although it was said that the requirement was lowered to a low Sequence so that it could be made with some Extraordinary items, it was still not something that participants of this small gathering could provide. of.

But Snow's original goal was not them.

After a short silence, the old gentleman with eyes of wisdom seemed to have found an opportunity to show off his collection. He raised his head and looked at Snow with deep and wise eyes:

"How much are you willing to pay for this?"

"Anything below 500 gold pounds can be considered." Snow made an offer based on the one-time extraordinary item of Sequence Six, and offered a 30% premium. Regarding his offer, the old gentleman with eyes of wisdom nodded slightly:

"I happen to have a magical item here that can be used to make a contract paper for signing a contract. When both parties to the contract read the text on it and leave traces with their spirituality, the contract will take effect. Those who violate the contract will suffer considerable damage, and the other party who signs the contract will suffer considerable damage. One party will be warned immediately, but the contract must be written on this piece of paper within three days. After the deadline, it will become an ordinary blank paper, and it is impossible to conclude a contract that is too complicated. Such a contract paper is worth 200 pounds. ,Do you want it?"

"certainly."