Lord of the Mysteries

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It’s also dreamland divination, but Klein this time saw more scenes.

The first scene is still that small, dark, dirty room and Ian Wright sleeping in a high and low bed.

In the second scene, the sewer where two people went at the same time, Ian squatted in front of Zyrell’s incomplete body, reached out and rubbed the two rows of white Sensen’s teeth, and took one of them.

Scene 3 is a noisy and noisy street, and passersby are plainly dressed, even old or tattered.

There is a garden and lawn in the street, surrounded by a low chimney with a misty mist. Ian, wearing an old coat and a dome hat, watched the telegraph station, not far from the street, diagonally opposite the mall-like steam subway entrance.

The picture faded quickly until it was transparent. Klein opened his eyes and the index finger slowly tapped the edge of the bronze long table, making a preliminary judgment:

鈥淔rom that tooth and telegraph, Zyrell and Ian are not accidentally involved in the detective combination of dangerous events, there is an organization behind them!鈥?/p>

“It should be possible to determine where the scene 3 scene corresponds …”

Klein didn’t rush into the analysis because he didn’t want to stay in the rich mist for too long.

Leaving the high back chair belonging to Fool, he came to the side corner and turned over from the paper bag he had previously sent here to find Mersso’s Extraordinary characteristics.

Holding the jelly-like deep red item, Klein sat down again and wrote a new divination statement:

“Corresponding name of magical medicine.”

In the meditation, he grasped the Extraordinary characteristics in one hand, and took the paper with the divination statement in one hand and entered the sleep with meditation.

Grey mist In the psychedelic dream, the ambassador who is gorgeous and exaggerated, and whose face is thin and scum has once again appeared in Klein’s eyes.

He took a bottle of deep red liquid and said to Mersso:

“Drink it, drink this bottle of Hunter magical medicine, and you will be able to ruler Zmanger Party. Of course, money is also indispensable. Great Emperor Russell once said that a big stick and a carrot in one hand.”

“Hunter? Beckland is a metropolis …” Mersso frowned slightly and asked in doubt.

In his illiteracy, the hunter belongs to the wild and belongs to animals.

The middle-aged ambassador chuckled said:

“The largest city and the largest dark jungle.”

“Here, everyone has two identities, one is prey and the other is hunter.”

“The weakest hunter is also a hunter, and may damage powerful prey.”

“Go, join this grand hunting.”

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The picture shattered and turned into countless light and shadows. Klein looked down at the deep red extraordinary characteristics in his hand, silently saying:

“It turned out to be Hunter magical medicine, no wonder Mersso can play so well, and also used a poisoned blow arrow.”

“No wonder he can recourse to me…”

“However, it seems that he does not at all really understand the essence of the hunter, there is no preset trap, no weapon, no corresponding specialty … This is because he does not know that I am also Extraordinary, and it is also the Extraordinary of Sequence Eight, Belittled, on the other hand, it also shows that he took magical medicine and soon … “

“Hunter path is simultaneously controlled by the former royal clan of the Intis Sauron family and the Fusac Empire ruler Einhorn family, the secret organization ‘Iron Blood Cross Union’ that has only appeared in the last 200-300 years, plus the clothing style, the identity of the ambassador Almost certain … a senior diplomat of the Republic of Intis, based in Ruen Kingdom ambassador … “

“I don’t know what the important item he wants to get…”

In the thoughts rolling room, Klein wrapped himself with spirituality and fell down.

As soon as he returned to the house, he immediately looked at all around vigilantly and found no abnormal changes.

Klein silently sighed, and added more confidence to the Tarot Society members on time tomorrow afternoon.

He found the Beckland map he bought on the steam train, looking for the telegraph office along the subway, not far from the street.

There are currently several subway lines in Beckland, and Klein quickly identified three targets, one in the western district, one in St George District, and one in the intersection of the eastern district and the Beckland bridge district.

He recalled the dressing and class positioning of most pedestrians in the dream, and got the final answer:

3rd place!

Where the eastern district meets the Beckland bridge district!

Sometimes, interpreting revelation also requires a wealth of real-world knowledge and corresponding reasoning skills… Klein ridiculed himself, came to the desk, added a sentence after the previous statement, and made the content on the paper more rich. :

“I don’t know the whereabouts of Ian Wright. After I discovered Zyrell’s body, I never saw him again. However, I learned through my own channels that Ian Wright had appeared in the Telegraph Bureau of White Rum Street.”

After writing, Klein not at all folded and folded the paper, and did not use spirituality to ignite it, but let it spread on the desk, showing its own content.

Gazing deeply, Klein returned to the bed, undressing and sleeping.

Outside the closed curtains, the scarlet moon has a layer of clouds, radiant and clean, and Perfection.

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Hillston District, inside a house.

Forsi, who was sleeping separately from Quinn, suddenly sat up, stretched out his hands, and covered his head.

Her pretty good face has been twisted to the extreme, and it looks like a Devil.

Forsi held his 2 ears and kept rolling on the bed, seemingly fighting against unreal whispers.

Her forehead was dripping with sweat, and her hand was covered with a blue vein.

Her body is sometimes taut, sometimes rolling, and the pale blue pupils, which have a playful and lazy taste, are full of pain.

In the depths of the pupil, there seem to be countless light and shadow changes in the stack.

“No!” Forsi finally couldn’t bear it, and issued a low scream.

Her hands no longer cover her ears, but she grabbed her hair and seemed to fight the pain with pain.

After a few minutes of wriggling, Forsi finally stopped.

She let go of her hands, saw the brown slightly curly hair, and sneered at herself with a smile:

“I deceived Quinn, I told her what the bad words of every full moon did to me at not all bad … at least hair loss is a serious problem …”

Forsi struggled to sit up and looked at the curtain covering the window halfway through the gap and saw the dreamy blushing moon outside.

“It鈥檚 more serious than once, and the next time it will be out of control…鈥?Forsi whispered, and could no longer suppress the weakness that was buried deep in his heart.

She tried to separate the bracelet that would make teleportation with the spiritual world separate from itself, but this could not be replaced by the disappearance of the full moon slang.

She tried taking sedatives, tried to recite the esteemed name of God of Steam and Mechanics, and tried certain magical ceremonies, but none of them could change her current status of falling into the abyss.

“If you can understand what the proverb is saying, it will be fine… I hope to die clearly, not to be buried in confusion… Maybe, maybe, after the promotion of Sequence Eight, I will hear more clearly? But I never I have met a formula that sells ‘Master of Magic Tricks’.” Forsi looked out the window and Pupils was dyed a red layer by Yuehua.

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On Monday morning, Klein, who was not sleeping well, woke up early and rolled out of bed.

He walked to the desk, ready to pull the curtain, open the window, let the light and the outside wind come in at the same time.

Just then, the corner of his eye swept the paper spread out on the desk.

It faces the window and remains as it is.

However, Klein clearly remembered that the paper was facing the chair and the bed before going to bed last night!

After just one thought, it turned upside down and changed its orientation!

Klein’s pupil tightened and slammed open the curtain, and he saw that the convex window was still closed, and there was no wind!

In the absence of wind, the paper turned half a circle!

No, someone came in, without me realizing it! Klein only felt a cool rush to his head along his spine.

In his sleep, he did not respond to this!

This means that he was almost arbitrarily slaughtered, and his life and death depended only on the other party’s mood and thoughts!

Is it a member of a special section of the military, or a powerful Extraordinary sent by the ambassador? From the point of view of the paper not being restored to its original state, it is more likely to be the latter, and it is more likely to be the latter, expressing a certain warning … it is possible to sneak in silently, very difficult to deal with … Am I grateful for his kindness? No, why don’t you do something that is convenient, there must be an inevitable reason … don’t want to alarm the special section members of the military around you? Klein’s thoughts were surging and he couldn’t stop thinking a lot.

He wrote those words last night, let the paper spread on the desk, in order to let people see, let the ambassador get what he wanted to know, so that the possible retaliation was delayed until the end of the matter, so that he himself obtained a more generous preparation time.

However, Klein originally expected that the other party should go out while taking advantage of the opportunity of the military 鈥檚 special section monitoring of the house. Who knows, he can bypass the surrounding Extraordinary and enter the bedroom silently, and I was still asleep.

This feeling of life and death being controlled by others is very uncomfortable!

鈥淓xtraordinary, very powerful, or very different…鈥?Klein turned his body, his back against the bulging window, and pulled out a Common Coin of 1 pennies.

“Someone sneaked into the room last night.”

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He meditated on the statement and used the cover of the body to pop up the coin.

The coin rolled and jumped, and did not fall over Klein’s shoulder and fell down on his palm.

This time is the number up.

This means negation!

Said that no one sneaked into Klein’s bedroom last night!

The paper will not turn for no reason … could it be that I sleepwalk? No, I can stay awake even if Captain invades the dream … Klein frowned suddenly, thinking of 2 possibilities:

“One, the result of the divination is misled by the interference.”

“2, it’s not people who sneak in!”