Lord of the Mysteries: Traveler

Time is passing mercilessly. When Fran was meditating and became no longer sensitive to time, the cry for help from the greatest ancestor in the history of Abraham, Bethel Abraham, came.

Although the cry for help from the ancestors of the Abraham family was so unbearable, Furen did not feel the pain that would make him want to die. The horror that arrived, as if being targeted by various malicious beings.

After experiencing the horror that exhausted his spirituality last time, Furen felt as if Bethel's cry was not daunting, and Furen felt that if it was only this level, the people of the previous Abraham family should at least be half God. Having said that, Fren was still in pain, and every shout seemed to challenge Fren's limits.

At this time, if anyone saw Fren's pupils that were constantly contracting and dilating due to pain, they would find that in Fren's eyes, a door composed of mysterious symbols of bright starlight appeared.

After four or five painful minutes, Furen felt a sense of relief from his heart. Only then did Furen realize that his muscles were tense, causing severe pain all over his body. During these few minutes of screaming, Furen seemed to be immersed in water, and his clothes were covered by Furen. drenched in sweat.

The pocket watch on the balcony was also thrown to the side by Fren in pain. Fren resisted the resentment in his mind just now, and his body twitched due to the pain in his heart, and his body twitched. Mop picked up the pocket watch, opened it, and found that the exact time of the full moon was exactly the same as Martin's prediction.

Furen put his pocket watch on the big table in the room, and then, fighting back his exhaustion, took a hot bath in the bathroom, his clothes were thrown out casually by Furen, and then, when Furen acted unconsciously, Down, Fren crawled onto the bed with the last of his strength.

There was no sunlight through the window in the dim bedroom, but Fren woke up the next day earlier than the day before. After Fren rubbed his eyes, he realized that it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

Furen originally wanted to yawn again and then go to sleep, but now the excess energy made Furen unable to go back to sleep, so he yawned unwillingly, and Furen got out of bed.

After finishing cleaning up his own hygiene, Furen walked up the third floor with a strange feeling of a combination of subjective drowsiness and exuberance of his own energy, and returned to the study room that caused him infinite pain yesterday.

After placing the pocket watch, 'Meteorite Dagger' and 'Angel's Gate' on the table, Furen took out a blank notebook placed at home, ready to start recording some of his own affairs, and hoped that this would be digested by himself in the future. The 'Recorder' potion helped.

"First of all, although I was a little embarrassed yesterday, and I did feel a special pressure, but I didn't feel that it was unbearable for the 'apprentice', and as the sequence rose, I shouted to Mr. 'Gate' The immunity of the sound will definitely rise. Could it be said that Mr. Door's cry will be more violent as the sequence rises? Isn't this a reminder? Will it reach a certain balance so that I can contend with this cry?"

"Speaking of the 'gate' pathway, the most familiar high-sequence person is Fors Wall. Speaking of which, she was invited by Klein to enter Origin Castle just because she couldn't hold Mr. 'Gate'. When she shouted, she was only Sequence 9 at that time, could it be said that the longer the shouting time I suffered, the greater the threat of Mr. Door's shouting I suffered?"

When Furen wrote this, he couldn't help shivering, but in an instant, he realized that something was wrong, and then continued to write.

"That's not right, the other members of the Abraham family will endure more shouts, but they haven't gotten out of control. Could it be that when it comes to the 'astrologer', I can already withstand the shout of Mr. Door? Will it fail to keep up with the increase in the shouting of Mr. Door? However, the Recorder can be played in advance. Is there still inexplicable changes at the level of the Recorder? Could it be that the Door 'Is it the many obstacles created by Mr. for the sake of future generations, or is it a sense of incongruity unique to the 'gate' pathway?"

Writing here, Furen felt all kinds of points that could not be inferred. Furen could only forcibly suppress his desire to explore, and then wrote the last sentence of concluding remarks.

"No matter what the way of promotion in the future looks like, the conversation between Bethel and Roselle will definitely affect this cry. It seems that only my own feelings after the promotion can confirm my inference."

After writing a long discussion, Furen stretched and looked at his pocket watch, and found that not much time had passed, so Furen rubbed his eye frame, put all his belongings on him, and prepared to leave.

When Fren left ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, he found that although there were not many clothes in his bathroom, they were already piled up. Fren couldn't help rubbing his head with his knuckles, thinking of these close trivia of life.

"I asked a laundry servant to wash my clothes every day, and then a housekeeping servant to clean such a big house? No, there are some things I can't be discovered by these servants." Furen remembered the occult experiment in the basement Room, could not help but have some headaches.

"Then I'll do the cleaning myself, and then do the laundry myself? Or forget it, I'm still in such a short time, and I'm still doing all this shit? Let's hire a temporary worker, then where can I get a servant? Go back and ask the coachman Well, the coachmen who often pull the rich and noble areas will generally know this, alas, it's a headache."

After Fren made up his mind, a stone finally fell in his heart, and he opened the door with a little relief.

After beckoning to stop a carriage, Furen said, "The National Library of Trier, thank you."

After the carriage was running smoothly, Furen said to the coachman, who was apparently already skilled, "Excuse me, if I want to hire some servants, where should I go?"

This coachman, who was obviously not as good as yesterday's coachman, seemed stunned when he heard the question. Maybe he expected that the guest would not talk to the coachman, but after turning around, he was still driving skillfully. car, and said slowly and affirmatively: "If you live in Cothorne Street, then not far from Cothorne Street, and within the limits of Kinghamston District, there is a district called 'Kinghamston District'. Life Improvement Corporation' shops, they are the intermediaries between the rich and their hired hands and servants."

"Then, do you need to go there first, guest?" said the coachman.

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