Lord of the Mysteries

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In the moonlit night, in the garden of 160 Buckland Street.

A gray mouse crawled out of the cave and ran down to the balcony of the master bedroom.

A small group of blackish things fell, and the mouse performed acrobatics on the head.

It quickly turned around and ran out of 160 Buckland Street to the entrance of the nearby sewer.

At this time, the gray mouse raised his front body and protruded two paws.

Its claws are surprisingly elongated, and a group of clearly visible muscles appear on the front legs!

Then, it relied on the mutated front claw, forcibly removed the manhole cover, and made almost no sound!

Without a pause, the gray mouse got into the sewer and went all the way to where the democracy Triss was hiding.

It was planed at the corner and turned out a mirrored piece from the soil.

After doing all this, the gray mouse threw the paste-like black thing on the head to a cleaner place beside it, and retreated to the corner of the wall, allowing the body to slowly grow longer and wider as it was pulled by an invisible person, and became a dark red coat. A middle-aged man wearing a stale 3-corner hat is like an Admiral of Blood active in the sea in the past.

However, this Senor has only a thin layer of clothing on the body, like a dummy cut out of paper.

“This mouse is still fat …” Admiral of Blood like paperman raised his hand and touched his chin, and was almost blown away by the cold wind in the sewer.

It was Klein who spoke in the master bedroom, manipulating the “spiritual body string”, transforming a mouse into a Secret Puppet, sending it with “ceremony material” and trying to contact the democracy Triss in the sewer.

“Senor”, whose arm twisted and twisted with the wind and movements, bent back and picked up the smudged black thing. This is the legacy item that Triss burns with a black flame and can be used as a contact ceremony.

Then he wiped the mirror fragments and smeared the material in his hand.

After completing this step, Klein asked Secret Puppet to take a “mirror” and took two steps back, snapping it on the mossy wall like a realistic oil painting.

…………

Eastern district, a room with heavy curtains and almost no rays of light.

A pair of black and slippery “tentacles” layers are layered together to form a huge sphere.

And at the top of these “tentacles”, some are set with a black-and-white eyeball, and some have become the head of a poisonous snake, the mouth is slightly separated, and the letter is spitting. They are all grotesquely shaped, which is horrifying.

Suddenly, they either raised or retracted, and the ball was layered up and down.

In the center of the ball, there is a young girl curled up in a ball. She has a very sweet face, her brows are tightly wrinkled, her expression is slightly twisted by pain, and it is particularly pitiful.

Those slippery and disgusting “touchers” have all retreated at this time, and they have become smaller and smaller, and finally restored their original appearance:

A black and shiny hair!

The girl’s expression, covered with supple long hair, eased, and she got up slowly, walked to the bed that had been divided into small pieces of each and everyone, picked up the nightdress that fell to the ground, and put it on her body.

Then she gathered black hair, came to the full body mirror, extended the right palm, and wiped the glass surface.

A layer of black flame ignited with it, burning the air quietly and extinguishing quickly, leaving behind a dark and deep mirror.

The light and shadow floated in the mirror, quickly showing the dirty and muddy sewer environment, and a middle-aged man wearing an old 3-corner hat and a dark red jacket was thinly attached to the wall, looking down on the girl who did not know how far away, Like a famous painting that came alive.

The girl with a round face and slender eyes looked at each other quietly for 2 seconds and burst out laughing.

As her smile bursts, the room with little light seems to be a lot brighter in a flash.

She then gently opened her lips and said in a sly tone:

“Mr. Gehrman Sparrow, is this the madness and ruthlessness of the most adventurous?

“Or, I actually know a Clown?”

Klein was not surprised at the fact that demos Triss could recognize his identity as Gehrman Sparrow. After all, he used the image of “Admiral of Blood” Senor’s when he met each other, and this pirate admiral had already become the prey of Gehrman Sparrow. .

Triss was hiding in the sewer due to injury. She had previously focused on revenge investigations. She did n’t know the news from the sea. She did n’t know that Admiral of Blood ’s encounter was quite normal and could be restored to health. After leaving there, she would n’t figure it out The latest news from the collaborators can only be said that her “Assassin” and “Instigator” are completely unqualified in both stages.

Obviously, the past performance of Triss proves that she is bad and the mind is still no problem.

Klein did not argue, manipulate Sener laughed in the paperman state, simply responded:

“Why can’t Clown be crazy and cold?”

Not waiting for Triss to answer, he turned to ask:

“How much have you investigated the court Royal Guard Commander?”

Triss looks gloomy:

“It will take at least one month to have results, even 2 months.”

“If there is anything you need to help, you can find me.” Klein emphasized it again.

Triss sighed said:

“At Beckland, power does not solve all the problems in this game.

“Of course, I have never lost the opportunity to use others.

“Mr. Gehrman Sparrow, since there is no need to hide your identity, can you give me a more convenient way to contact?”

How could it feel like being asked for a mobile phone number … Klein thought for a while, and calmly described the steps of the Summon Courier Young Lady, and did not forget to emphasize that gold coins are important ceremony materials.

Triss didn’t say much more, and once again extended the right hand and touched the mirror.

The black flame rose and disappeared, and the full-length mirror returned to normal.

In the sewer, the “Admiral of Blood” Senor in paperman state re-buried the mirror fragment into the soil, and then let the body shrink quickly, changing back to the appearance of a gray mouse, rushing all the way to the depth of the Underground World, throwing itself Feeding the carnivorous living creature.

At 160 Buckland Street, Klein drew the curtains and returned to the easy chair position.

Honestly speaking, he regrets working with Triss.

He felt that the guy was carrying some of Primordial Demoness’ will, and nothing could be ignored for revenge. Like a moving bomb, I don’t know when it will get out of control.

If a mutation occurs in Triss, it is very likely to create a terrifying disaster … I should n’t have let her go … Klein sighed, began to arrange the ceremony, and brought the paste-like black things to above the grey mist, trying to pass them divination Triss’ current whereabouts and most recently status.

After 20-30 seconds, he reaps the result of failure.

This makes him even more worried, because such results show that Triss has become Primordial Demoness’ god’s favored one to some extent.

…………

On the 2nd day in the morning, Klein, who had breakfast, began to guide the housekeeper Walter and the new housekeeper assistant Richardson to distribute the gifts he brought back from the southern continent.

This is full of a suitcase, including Fermo coffee beans, East Balam tobacco, river wine, human bone statues and other specialties.

They will be sent to the hands of different neighbors in the neighborhood, representing the wishes of Dawn Dantes, and also announce his return to social occasions.

“Well, when this bottle of river valley wine was handed to Mr. Macht or his wife, remember to mention that it is suitable for preparing sour cocktail, and it is a perfect partner with lemon juice.” Klein told the steward Walter.

——Every gift is given to who is also very particular. It is necessary to combine with each other’s hobby. Of course, southern continent’s current hottest product, Donningsman’s shampoo, is not suitable for gifts, because it is more like a mockery.

Walter solemn nodded and said :

“Yes, sir.”

When the employer had no other instructions, Richardson swept the rest of the pile of gifts and took the initiative to ask:

“Where are they going to send?”

“This is for the charity student fund staff, I will send it myself.” Klein smiled and said.

He immediately pointed to the gold protective talisman in his hand:

“I missed the birth of Dr. Alan’s child, and I need to personally come to express my apologies. Ha ha, I will go over in the afternoon and send this protective talisman featuring the southern continent to that child.”

Of course, this baby, Will Ascetin Ceres, won’t like it more … He, rather than him, would rather have ice cream than this … Klein in one’s mind whispered a few words.

When Mr. Butler and Richardson went out one after another, took gifts and servants to different neighbors’ homes, Klein got on his own carriage, and arrived at Ruen Charity Foundation at 22 Percival Street.

Going down to the carriage, he walked in front of him, behind him was a personal servant, Eniyuni, holding a bunch of gifts. As long as he met the staff along the way, he would go out and say hello.

In this way, Klein went up to the second floor and arrived at one of the director’s offices, flexing his fingers and tapping on the hidden door.

“Please come in.” Audrey Hall’s soft voice came out.

As a more senior Audience, she discovered that Mr. Dawn Dantes had come to Ruen Charity Foundation and had been waiting patiently.

Klein pushed in and took out a small gift box from the inside pocket of the garment, gentle with a smile:

“I returned from southern continent. Well, this business was very successful. I brought a little gift to everyone, hoping to share my joy.”

He specifically mentioned this, saying he remembered Miss Justice’s request.

“Then I can’t find a reason to refuse.” Audrey is looking forward to a little with a smile.

This is not to say that she cares about what gifts Mister World will give, but to wonder what gifts Mister World will give.

After picking up the gift box, she unpacked the package in front of Dawn Dantes and found that inside was a white feather with a yellowish pattern.

“This is a hat ornament.” Klein explained, “East Balam people with a certain social status like to insert a variety of white feathers in different positions on their bodies to make jewelry. Among them, the most valuable and most meaningful is the one inserted on the hat. , This is said to come from the custom of winged snake worship, huh, winged snake is a symbol of Death God there. “

And he found the feather of the hat made by the southern continent craftsman from the by-product of the Artificial Death God plan, which can be used as a sacrifice.

Klein once got three, one used in Bayam, combined with the corresponding copper whistle messenger, summon came out by the Artificial Death God contaminated mutant monster, and one was sacrificed to the Artificial Death God by the southern continent, and received the Inc. Zangwill Evil Spirit. Body revelation, this is the last one left.

Because the current Artificial Death God is actually equal to “Goddess of the Night” to a certain extent, when Klein, who is clearly favored one, will later hold the ceremony, he does not need to operate as before, and he can use other materials instead of feathers, so he simply The remaining root was made into a gift and given to Miss Justice. Anyway, she is also a believer of night. Maybe at this critical moment, you can still contact Artificial Death God with this feather.

Audrey took a gift, smiled, and quietly finished listening to Dawn Dantes, a single thought flashed in his mind for no reason:

Mister World won’t really pull out a winged snake’s feather to make this hat ornament …

PS: Recommend a novel with a fantasy flavor, “Demon hunting cooking manual”, Introduction: When the night falls, the ear murmurs, and the monster in the shadow starts to agitate, Jason ’s hungry stomach pouch begins to roar, he ca n’t help it. Swallowed …

Hunger is the best spur.