Please Stop Summoning Me!

Thinking of this, John couldn't help but make the corners of his mouth curved.

I am no longer a mortal. Sooner or later, I will rise higher, seize greater opportunities, and reap great achievements!

The first step, though, is to find a way to get that person to notice their presence...

Of course the "that person" he was referring to was not the High Priest, nor Aina.

John has recently learned of a being behind the Cult of Chaos Embers.

Nearly great, beyond the mundane.

People in the world call him "the chess player".

It's just that very few people dare to call him by his nickname and name recently, and the extraordinary people just call him "that gentleman" nervously.

"That gentleman..."

John recited the word silently, and his heart was pounding immediately, and he didn't dare to say more.

He has reliable information, the Chaos Ashes Church has long since fallen, and its subsequent rise is not only because of the activity of the Lord of Ashes, but also because of the behind-the-scenes support of that gentleman.

And the reason why he is called "chess player" is that the gentleman seems to use Bayland as a chessboard, and selects one piece after another to manipulate the city behind the scenes.

His influence may even have spread all over Nolan.

"How can I meet him?"

John couldn't help but think deeply. He didn't know if the family treasure "Book of Travelers from Ten Directions" he had donated before had reached the hand of that gentleman.

Or, the high priest took this "credit".

He is very clear that the boss is likely to take the credit from the subordinates.

If not, you must find a way to overcome the obstacles of the high priest and directly please the gentleman.

However, this brings the difficulty back to its original point.

I have to have the opportunity to meet that gentleman for the first time.

However, John knew very well in his heart that it was absolutely impossible for him to see the top big man in the world.

Just then, a panicked servant walked out of the house.

John noticed him and frowned.

He came to John's ear and began to whisper: "Master, there is a man who calls himself a 'chess player', and now he is waiting for you in the living room."

John stayed for a long time.

"A chess player?"

The servant didn't quite understand the meaning of the name, and continued: "Yes, the butler didn't say anything, he just showed respect to the 'chess player'."

The housekeeper in his mouth is naturally the mixed-race old man in John's family, the powerful superhuman who is responsible for protecting John.

John took a deep breath, hoping to calm down.

But he was still excited.

opportunity finally arises!

He hardly hesitated, turned to look at the people in the small garden, raised his glass and said loudly, "Everyone!"

"Today's banquet ends here."

The people present were stunned and couldn't believe their ears.

"But......"

Someone wanted to ask what was going on, but John didn't care at all. As soon as he announced that the banquet was over, he turned and left the small garden and walked towards the interior.

Leaving a group of high-ranking people look at me, I look at you, no one can speak.

John walked into the house full of excitement and came to the parlor where he usually entertained guests.

He finally met "the gentleman".

Here he comes!

John first saw his housekeeper, the old man standing aside with a terrified face, completely daring to speak.

On the main seat of the living room, there was a man in a black trench coat, with a golden mask on his face and an iconic threaded cane in his hand.

The man was playing with the small golden potion bottle and seemed to have been waiting for his arrival.

John noticed that there was a strong man in a black jacket standing beside him, his head bowed slightly, and his face was overwhelmed.

John didn't know the situation very well, but he walked up to it with sincerity.

He bowed seriously, his tone as natural as possible without trembling.

"I'm very glad to have the opportunity to meet you, Mr. Chess Player... No, or you should be called... Lord Angel."

As soon as John's words came out, the other two people in the conference room immediately froze.

Whether it was the old housekeeper or Barron in the black jacket, both of them showed horror in their eyes.

"Chess player!"

The old butler finally figured out why this man was able to play with himself.

Not why, just because he is too weak.

"You are actually..."

Barron immediately wanted to die.

Well, actually he still didn't want to die, just recalled all kinds of horrible legends.

There are some legends about offending the "chess players", and the people inside are simply better to die. It is said that there is a man named "Alei" who has not been able to rest in peace until now.

After knowing the identity of this man, Barron immediately felt that the road ahead was gloomy.

Shen Yi sat in his seat, playing with the "Golden Ideal", and said calmly, "John..."

"gentlemen."

The hooked-nosed old man heard that he was being called, and immediately came to the spirit.

"Call your granddaughter over."

"what."

John was stunned for a long time, unable to react.

What does the current situation have to do with your granddaughter?

Why did the "God Envoy" call his granddaughter by name?

It would not be...John knew that the realm of the "cup" was the rule of fertility and feasting.

Food, color, and sex, there are those who drown but have no return.

Does he have to take his granddaughter in public? It doesn't seem surprising that a cult group would do this.

Even John, a ruthless politician, hesitated at this moment.

Shen Yi saw the other party's anxiety and smiled gently.

"Don't worry, I have no hostility towards her, I just want to know... the origin of this thing."

John secretly breathed a sigh of relief, immediately bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I thought too much, please forgive me."

"Um."

Shen Yi nodded lightly, his expression was calm, and he didn't say much.

He was not pretending to be forced, but forcibly endured, not letting himself complain.

John looked at his old housekeeper and said, "Mr. Thomas, please call Isabella."

The old butler nodded lightly and said, "Yes, sir."

After a while, John's granddaughter, Isabella, was called over.

She was still wearing her evening gown, and she didn't know what was going on.

But Isabella was very smart. She saw that the most important grandfather and old housekeeper in the family, both of them, were now respecting a strange man.

Isabella realized that this man had an unusual origin.

He was the only one sitting there, his expression was very calm, while the others were extremely nervous and seemed to be killed at any time.

Such an atmosphere made Isabella immediately nervous.

"Grandpa, this is..."

She looked at her grandfather for help, wondering what was going on.

John took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This gentleman wants to ask you something, Isabella, you must answer absolutely truthfully, without any concealment."

Isabella heard the seriousness and nodded immediately.

"Yes."

Shen Yi looked at her calmly, raised the 'Golden Ideal' in his hand, and said calmly, "How did you come into contact with the 'Clown' and ask him to give you this?"

Isabella was slightly taken aback when she saw the "Golden Ideal", thought for a while, and answered honestly: "I heard about him at a club and said that there is a way to turn ordinary people into extraordinary people."

"And, as long as you don't pay a lot of money, at least it's not a lot for me, it's only one million."

John and the old housekeeper were surprised to hear Isabella's words, knowing that it was serious.

But they also feel that it is unlikely to be the real thing. How can there be such an easy and cheap medicine that can easily turn ordinary people into extraordinary people.

However, Isabella hesitated and continued: "I know that there are some wealthy people who are not Belland who have already bought this medicine... and they have succeeded, but they have not advertised it. "

"Success?"

Isabella nodded and said, "Well, they successfully evolved into superhumans, and they came to Belland to show their success."

Shen Yi noticed that Isabella used the word "evolution".

"Well, tell me where that club is."

Isabella continued: "It's called the 'Chels Club' and it's in the West End. Usually, only young people like me like to go there. I have a lot of friends there."

Shen Yi nodded lightly and understood.

Simply put, this is a rich second-generation club.

"I see," he said quietly.

Now he has a lot of clues in his hands, whether it's Barron, Isabella, or Chris' other clues.

The next step is to capture the "clown".

At this moment, some kind of authority of Shen Yi suddenly reacted, which was a real accident.

In the golden liquid in the medicine bottle in his hand, a light blue silk thread appeared.

Here is a link that can be used to investigate dreams.

Shen Yi was stunned.

The authority and power of "dreamland" is obviously only effective for existences that can dream...that is, living beings.

"why?"

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Shen Yi pondered deeply for a long time.

Seeing that the "chess player" suddenly stopped talking, several people around didn't dare to say a word.

The atmosphere at the scene was dignified, making everyone nervous.

After Shen Yi thought about it, he gently raised his finger and placed it on the light blue silk thread.

"It's not an accident."

He didn't believe that this was an accident at all. Of course, the power of authority would not be used indiscriminately. Perhaps, it was his own inspiration that reminded him.

"Dreamland"

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