Lord of the Mysteries

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After delivering lunch and filling his stomach, Klein hurried to Shooting Club to practice firearms only after he had rested for more than half an hour. He dared not relax a little.

With the feeding of 1000 bullets and the persistence of day after day, his current shooting level has finally reached what Dunn Smith thinks is a passing line, and the fixed target is particularly good.

After repeated mechanical and repeated practice, he took the revolver and took the public carriage to the vicinity of the residence of Fighter Gawain, and walked to the front of the gate in ten minutes.

Then, he put on the newly-trained Knight training cloth, and he has been training from the running, skipping, weightlifting, and squatting programs to the pace and punches, sweating and exhausting.

“Rest ten or five minutes.” Gawain, blonde haired and white around the temples, took out his pocket watch, snapped it open, and glanced at it.

From the beginning to the present, he has always remained silent, only to remind 2 sentences when changing the training method and Klein’s certain movements are not standardized.

Klein panted, didn’t dare to rest directly, and walked back and forth slowly-the most intuitive reaction to the combat practice of this time was that his skin became a lot darker and became the so-called wheat color.

Gawain puts the pocket watch on the rough driving range behind the house, and the hands are at the Klein. It is as quiet as a marble statue.

“Teacher, in addition to freehand fighting, would you teach me how to use straight sword, big sword, rapier, and long spear?” Klein, who had just digested Divinator magical medicine, was in a good mood and asked.

In Gawain’s collection room, he saw straight swords, rapier and other weapons and breastplates, body armor, knowing that the other party is not only good at freehand fighting.

Gawain, who was bathed in the sun, looked up at him and said in a low voice:

“You have no use in learning these things. They are things that lag behind the era. They can only exist in museums and private collection rooms…”

He silently for a few seconds, and added a tone of vicissitudes: “They have been eliminated… you should pay attention to firearms, even if fighting, it is only an aid.”

Klein looked at the sullen Fighting Teacher and laughed:

“I don’t think so.”

“All the ministers, all the members, all the generals think so.” Gawain said with a bite of his teeth.

Klein stopped and pretended to be typing, talking like a real keyboard expert:

“No, they just exited the frontal battlefield and there are other uses.”

“Why must fighting be the opposite of firearms? They can be fuse together. I believe that people who are more flexible and agile and have a faster response can better play the role of firearms.”

Seeing the silence of Gawain’s eyes became sharp, Klein continued to say with a slight sigh:

“The other weapons have not been eliminated, but they need to be improved to make them more portable…”

“… We can organize a very mobile team, bypass the frontal battlefield, go straight to the enemy’s rear, and go straight to their center … In this small-scale raid battle, we have excellent fighting ability and are good at each. A warrior with a weapon can play a very important role. You can imagine such a scene … “

He has the ability to understand a little, and describes the special forces fighting method on Earth in a random way.

Gawain’s breathing didn’t know when it started to get heavy. He stood there, didn’t move, and seemed unwilling to break the picture of fantasy.

Klein glanced at the other party’s reaction, snoring and clearing his throat, pretending to say:

“Teacher, what do you think of my thoughts? Is there any possibility of achieving it?”

Gawain’s body trembled abruptly, as if he finally woke up from his dreams. He glanced at Klein deeply, his mouth low:

“The effect of your rest is very good, now all the previous exercises will be redone in ten groups.”

“Ah?” Klein looked blank.

Soon, he started to run again and he woke up and screamed in his heart:

Ten groups? Teacher, no!

I don’t want to “congratulate” myself to completely digest Divinator magical medicine in this way!

Hello, you have nothing to touch?

……

Look at Klein running to the other side of the training ground, Gawain suddenly loosened his hands and covered his face with a single palm.

His eyes were tightly closed and the wrinkles on his face were deep and eye-catching.

…………

Klein, who was almost tired again, took a shower, changed clothes, and said goodbye to the still silent fighting Teacher Gawain, and took the public carriage to leave the other party’s residence.

Instead of going home directly, he went to the Evil Dragon Pub in the dock district, going to the underground trading market to learn about the price of extraordinary materials and to buy the item that made talisman.

On the way, Klein took care of the small vaults that he carried with him, and he did not dare to sleep, and it was very difficult to reach his destination.

“I have to pay the 4 pound for the commission. I can only use 3 pound 5shilling…” He touched the banknote in his pocket, took the cane and walked out of the carriage.

At this time, the sun has begun to set in the west, the luster of the dusk is dipping all the houses, and the “boxing” and “dog catching mouse” competitions in the Evil Dragon Pub are warming up.

Passing through the billiard room and through a heavy room, Klein entered the underground trading market.

He glanced around, but he didn’t find Monster Admunthor who was always active here.

“Old Neil didn’t mean that Boss Sivin took it all from Evil Dragon Pub and gave it a bite, will Monster survive?” Klein confessed to himself slightly suspiciously.

As a Night Watcher, he was wary of similar things, so he approached the robust man at the door and asked:

“What about Admunthor?”

The robust man replied with no smile: “I don’t know where to sleep. He has always been like this. He has been lying and shivering all the time. He has been screaming ‘dead, dead, all dead, dead.'”

What picture did he see? What excitement did you encounter? Klein brows slightly wrinkle, asked a few words carefully, trying to figure out where Admunthor was sleeping, but the guard did not know.

“When I’m busy, find him by means of divination and see what happened to him …” Klein took note of this matter and strode towards one of the two rooms at the end of the trading market.

According to Old Neil, the room on the left is used for lending and returning, and the room on the right is a place to sell and acquire precious items, including extraordinary materials.

Knocking on the door of the room on the right, Klein found that it was divided into two inside and outside, and there were 2 customers waiting outside.

He lowered the half-height silk top hat, sat behind the three customers in order, leaned forward, pressed his cane, and waited in silence.

Not long after, the partition door opened and a customer wearing a blue-gray dock worker costume, he lowered his head and hurried away, did not stop.

Klein tapped the left tooth twice, looked at him with “spirit vision”, and glanced at three other customers. Nothing was too abnormal. Of course, some minor illnesses still exist.

After another ten minutes, I finally got his turn.

He opened the partition door and walked into the kerosene lamp.

Locking the door of the house, he sat in the chair belonging to the customer and looked at the old man wearing a black cap on the opposite side:

“I want to know what extraordinary materials you have, what is the price.”

The old man had sagging cheek muscles and deep wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, but he was quite burly, and he was not surprised by Klein’s requirements, because many customers were reluctant to let people know that he wanted to buy before determining that there was some extraordinary material. and so on, generally want all introduction.

Old man flipped to the latest pages of the notebook and glanced at Klein, picking up the honey in front of him and snoring:

“Water ghost brain tissue, depending on the degree of completeness, 3 pounds to 15 pounds, star crystal 50 grams 150 pounds, queen bee grass 200 pounds, adult black-spotted frog, each 170 pounds… human face rose , 280 pound, only one…”

Klein controlled his own emotional response and quietly listened to the introduction of the old man, and such an underground transaction turned out to be less than 30 extraordinary materials.

Touching the 7 pound notes in his pocket, and thinking about Miss Justice’s attitude towards 1000 pound, Klein got up silently and sighed:

“Unfortunately, there is nothing I want.”

Not waiting for the old man to ask, he turned quickly, opened the partition door and went out.

Back in the underground trading market, Klein looked at the front and stayed for a few seconds. In her heart, she smiled and said:

“I’m probably the poorest boss of a secret organization ……”

This made him even more determined to get materials from Night Watcher or exchange ideas for justice and Hanged Man.

After 2 rounds around the underground trading market, Klein chose to purchase materials for making talisman, such as silver chips for semifinished products, such as herbal powder and natural ore corresponding to the ceremony, and spent a total of 1 pound 15 shilling.

There is a total of 5 pounds 10shilling left for the private house money, and the remaining balance of the commission is removed, and there is 1 pound 10shilling … Klein is silent about his financial situation and feels helpless.

Of course, he knows very well that this is because he has only worked for more than a month. If the time is extended to one year, more than 1 pounds can still be saved.

“In another two weeks, I have to tell Benson and Melissa that my salary is more than 2 pounds and I can hire a chore maid … so there is no money for private housing …” Klein thought to the main entrance of the underground trading market.

Just then, he saw Old Neil wearing a black classical robe stepping slowly.

“All bought?” Old Neil laughed and said hello.

“Yes.” Klein answered calmly.

Old Neil suddenly snorted: “You are coming early.”

“This is because I am still hungry, and you have already had dinner.” Klein snorted very casually with Old Neil.

After a while, Evil Dragon Pub Boss Sivin in a navy officer’s uniform came in from the outside, approaching 2 people with a solemn expression, lowering his voice:

“I need your help.”

“What happened?” Old Neil suddenly became serious, and Klein also raised a heart involuntarily.

The brown hair is messy and the body has a strong alcoholic taste, Sivin’s voice replied:

“A member of the Justice Enforcer squad is out of control in the vicinity, and we must resolve him before he causes harm to the ordinary person!”