Super Dimensional Wizard

In the dark room, a dark figure sat in the darkness.

Sitting alone.

There is only a repeated murmur in the air: "If there is no why, there is still nothing."

At this moment, light suddenly rose up - as if someone had dug a hole into the dark and closed world. The light from the wall outside the hole shone in, and also illuminated the dark and gloomy soul.

The shadow raised his head and looked, but the source of the light was that the door was opened, and a man wearing a white bear doll came in holding an oil lamp that gave off a dim yellow light.

The light of the flame in the oil lamp dispelled the darkness. Accompanied by the clatter of footsteps, he finally stopped in front of the black shadow.

"Lord Red Hair." A deep voice came from White Bear's mouth.

The light then shined in front of the black figure, and the flamboyant red hair shone faintly in the dim light.

"Why are you here?" Xiu Yis's voice was a little hoarse.

White Bear: "I saw that all of your alchemy puppets have returned and have never been sent out again, so I thought that maybe I had finished exploring the area."

The white bear didn't say anything, but Xiu Yis naturally understood.

"No, I didn't find any energy fluctuations within the limit of what the alchemy puppet can control." Xiuis: "He is not nearby."

Bai Xiong also guessed the result. He hesitated for a moment: "What should we do now? My sister."

Even with the stimulation of the white bear, but without Rolando, as time went by, Eureka's originally gentle mood became crazy again. She had escaped from the exile space last night and made trouble in the manor. He was knocked unconscious by a slap from Sanders.

There was a silence in the air, and the flame in the oil lamp in Bai Xiong's hand kept flickering, illuminating Huis' handsome face with clear light and shadow.

Xiuis pondered for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

"There is no other way. It seems that we can only seek help from Mr. Huan Mo. Hobson, please help me inform Mr. Huan Mo and Angel to meet in the hall later."

There was a sound of horse hooves flying outside the town of Gru, and a knight in dark armor came to Pat Manor with the dust of travel all the way.

Next to the dark knight is the current guard knight of Gru Town: Jordan.

"Are you sure this letter is not for the Viscount?" Jordan looked at the tall knight next to him in confusion. The knight claimed to be from Watford and was here to deliver the letter.

"Yes, the client asked me to personally hand it over to a noble young master named Angel." The dark knight wore a helmet, and a buzzing sound came from the gap in the helmet.

"Have Master Pat returned to the manor? Why didn't I use the news?" Jordan murmured in a low voice. Seeing the dark knight looking over, he nodded: "Okay, I'll knock on the door."

Angel was originally exchanging practice experiences with Leon in the hall, but Bree came to the hall with fluttering wings and told him that a knight had sent a letter.

After a while, Angel saw the dark knight coming with Jordan in the hall.

When the knight saw him, he made a salute to his chest, and presented the letter with both hands in strict knightly movements.

Angel was originally a little confused as to who would send him a letter, but when he saw the lacquer seal on the letter paper, he suddenly realized it.

The pattern on the lacquer seal looks like a pipe, with a row of cursive characters below.

The first abbreviation Angel is unrecognizable, but the words "Detective Agency" at the back are very clear.

It is related to the detective agency. According to Jordan, this knight is from Watford, so he must be the somewhat down-and-out detective he met before, Mr. Richard Kraft.

Since Richard rushed the letter to the Pat Manor, he must have found out some information.

Considering the population and circumference of Waterford, Richard, as an ordinary person, could come up with the results within a week, which was worthy of his reputation as a detective. Angel couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The dark knight thanked him and took out a silver coin as a reward.

It wasn't until Jordan left with the knight that Angel returned to the sofa with the letter.

"Who sent this letter?" Leon asked curiously.

"A detective agency. I asked someone to help investigate a sailor on the Pulsatilla." Angel said while removing the paint.

"The sailor on the Pulsatilla?" Leon suddenly became curious: "Do you suspect that the other party is Rolando?"

"I have no doubt, I am almost certain that the other party is not Rolando." Angel said casually.

"Then you're still investigating him?" Upon hearing that it wasn't Rolando, Leon's curiosity was instantly dampened.

"Just in case." Angel took out the letter paper. There was a faint fragrance of purple orchid on the thin letter paper.

"This detective knows a lot about nobles." Leon sat next to Angel, and naturally smelled the faint cold fragrance.

Generally speaking, only nobles who are keen on ritual and have a greater pursuit of exquisite life would deliberately soak or incense the letter paper. For this reason, the average aristocratic family will also have a dedicated incense servant. There used to be incense servants in Pat Manor, but after the servant died, this job was handed over to the personal maid.

Opening the letter, rows of neat and beautiful handwriting were revealed on the paper. Even Angel had to admit that Richard's handwriting was very beautiful.

The addition of words brought up Angel's sense of reading, which he originally had no interest in.

He read it word by word from the beginning.

After Angel finished reading the letter, Leon had almost finished reading it from the side.

The specific content is actually about this sailor named Fullington, who came to Watford to find his relatives. After searching for several months, he successfully found his relatives not long ago. Now in the slums of Zongxia City, according to the surrounding neighbors He said that he would return to Haiyue City with his relatives soon.

"It seems you are right, this Fullington should not be Rolando." Lyon said.

After Leon finished speaking, he found that Angel did not respond, but he saw Angel frowning and staring at the letter, seeming to be thinking about something.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this investigation report?" Leon asked doubtfully.

Angel was silent for a moment: "There is indeed something wrong."

"Is there really something wrong?" Leon took the letter from Angel and read it again. After he finished reading, he still found nothing wrong.

When Leon was confused, Angel asked: "When we were in Haiyue City before, Bai Xiong got a piece of information from other crew members on the Pulsatilla. Fulington left on the tenth day of the month of Breath of Breath. Haiyue City."

"Take a closer look at this report to see when he arrived in Watford."

Leon picked up the letter and quickly found the information given by Richard: "According to the clues provided by the neighbors, Fullington sat in the slums on the first day of the harvest?!"

From the tenth day of the last month of Muxi to the first day of Harvest, there is less than a week!

Moreover, this is only the dressing room provided by the neighbor, and Fullington must have arrived in Watford earlier!

The spring breeze of the steam revolution that prospered mainland China has not yet reached the other side of the distant sea. In the Old Continent, there are currently no railways or steam trains, and long-distance journeys basically rely on horse-drawn carriages.

Leon has been to Haiyue City, and he knows that it will take less than half a month to go from Watford to Haiyue City, even if he drives at a high speed and keeps changing trains every day. If we take it more leisurely, it will take at least a month.

How did Fullington reach the interior from the coast of the Golden Bird Empire in less than a week?

"There must be something fishy here. Could this Fullington really be Rolando?" Lyon asked.

"Richard's records stated that Fullington had a dispute with someone two months ago and had a fight. Both parties in the fight suffered varying degrees of injuries. Based on how extraordinary people value their own dignity, I think Fullington is probably not Rolando." Angleton paused and said, "However, there are indeed some doubts about Fullington, and you have to go and see it in person to be sure."

Fullington is very likely to have contact with some supernatural beings, of course, Rolando is one of them. But after all, Rolando is not the only extraordinary person in the Old Continent, so we can't make a conclusion yet.

"I'm going to Watford now." Angel stood up, looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, if that person is really Rolando, he may involve King Guman behind him. Although I don't know how powerful King Guman is, my mentor was also afraid when he mentioned King Guman. So, you It's best not to go alone." Leon said with a look in his eyes.

Although Angel still insisted that Fullington was not Rolando, Leon was right. It was best to report this matter to his mentor first.

When Angel was about to go find Sanders, he saw Sanders, Huys and White Bear walking in from outside.

Bai Xiong looked at Angel in surprise: "I was about to go to your room to find you, but I didn't expect you were already in the hall."

What do you want from me? Angel was a little confused, but he did not dwell on the matter now. Instead, he handed the letter to Sanders: "The news about Fullington, who I asked a detective to investigate before, has come."

Sanders also knew about this, but the fact that Angel handed it to him so solemnly meant that there was something suspicious about Fullington?

Sanders didn't say anything, picked up the letter and started reading.

Baixiong met Richard with Angel, so he was also very aware of the investigation. He looked at Angel suspiciously and asked in a low voice: "That sloppy detective, did he really investigate something?" coming?"

"It's hard to say, I need to go and verify it."

Hearing Angel's answer, Bai Xiong was stunned. At that time, he still didn't believe the man named Richard, but he didn't expect that he really brought unexpected news?

Although I don’t know the content of the letter yet, I can see Sanders’ twinkling eyes and Angel’s solemn expression. White Bear suddenly had a hunch in his heart. Perhaps Rolando's tail was really pulled out by a mortal detective.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version reading URL:

[Remember the website address 35 Chinese website]