Lord of the Mysteries

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Both sides understood the whereabouts of Hermosyn’s manuscript, and this matter will end tonight … the ambassador will be able to take action and have the power to take revenge and other actions … is this the reason the danger is coming? Klein probably understood the previous result of the divination and the sign of unfathomable mystery.

If there is no Language of Filth talisman, or 1000 pounds of three days of strong bodyguards, he will most likely go to the police station, go to the God of Steam and Mechanics church’s Beckland headquarters Church of Saint Thiran “temporary residence”, avoid possible attacks, wait The ambassador was assassinated-As for the success of the assassination operation, Klein was not sure, anyway, he had considered the worst result, and there were certain plans.

But now, with double preparations, he will undoubtedly not adopt a strategy of avoidance, still staying at home, and do not know what to do.

In his heart, he even looked forward to the attacker.

The Hunter Mersso of Sequence Nine was killed by me, and then sent to someone, at least it will be a Sequence Seven, or even Sequence Six, Sequence Five, or the number of heaps. Anyway, as long as they are solved, I will get the formula and get the Extraordinary characteristics, to save some losses … Well, I will tell my young bodyguard, Young Lady, I am lucky, I got the benefit from the “black ears” I bought, and became Extraordinary. After all, if the fighting is fierce, I ca n’t hide this. And what I said was almost the truth, I did get a lot of benefit from that “black ear” … Klein thought about the next thing, almost instinctively to draw a scarlet moon on his chest.

May Goddess bless the Extraordinary of that Divinator path! He silently prayed.

Thinking of this, he looked around the room and wanted to find his bodyguard, worrying that the other party would run quietly after hearing the whole story.

The living room and dining room are warmly lit, illuminating the coffee table, sofa and chair, apart from this, no one else.

Just as Klein was getting upset, he suddenly saw a face hole appear on the glass cover of the gas lamp in the living room area, with pale gold hair, delicate appearance, and pale face.

This lady is still quite confident in her own strength … Klein’s mind calmed down, and whispered to herself like:

“I am also Extraordinary.”

“I went to the party through Kaspars and bought a gambling item and got some benefits. Of course, it is only good for me.”

These two sentences are true, no matter what method they face, they can stand the test.

But putting these two sentences together will make people think that that advantage makes him an Extraordinary.

The face hole on the gas lamp glass cover was slightly nodded, disappearing quickly, and nothing else happened.

Klein’s appearance does not seem to change, but the heart is quietly sighed.

He returned to the sofa area, did not take off his jacket, picked up a newspaper and flipped it up.

After a while , ding dong’s voice echoed again, and someone rang the doorbell.

Who? Klein’s spirit was tense for a moment, his hands were inserted into his pockets, and he touched the tarot card and Language of Filth talisman respectively.

He walked slowly to the gate, using Clown’s ability to foresee the scene that he would see after opening the door:

The scarlet moon is still faintly discernible, the elegant gas street lights have not changed, and a sheriff wearing a black and white standard uniform with 3 V badges waits impatiently by the door.

His armpit had brownish yellow shorts, the sheriff who had previously dealt with the “Sherlock Moriarty legitimate defense case.”

Jurgen seems to mention his name, Sergeant Fasin? Well, I can go back and get the 10 pounds bail tomorrow … What is he going to do? MI9 sent him to find Ian Wright? Or tell me where to go to avoid the danger? In doubt, Klein held the handle.

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In the Intis ambassador in the Beckland western district, brightly lit, the fragrance of various perfumes and liquors accompanies the melodious melody and spreads to every corner.

A dance is taking place here.

In the past few years as Beckley ’s ambassador, he often held dances at the embassy, ​​inviting Ruen Kingdom bankers, big factory owners, big philanthropists, and other well-known tycoons and great lawyers to participate, and randomly selected certain sub-level businessmen. opportunity.

In this atmosphere, he will tell the guests about the prosperity and openness of Trier, and that Republic of Intis is no longer dominated by nobility. Bankers, factory owners, Lawyer and the others are the masters of the country, and they directly and indirectly take over Most of the seats determine the direction of national policy, enjoy true freedom, and have a high status.

Today Beckley is doing similar things, carrying wine glasses, constantly appearing in front of the guests, it seems to want to prove that he was at the banquet at this time, did not go out.

I should have got the manuscript … I knew that Ian Wright appeared in the telegraph office of White Rum Street from the detective who was trembling with fear, and I was setting everything up. Now is the time to reap … The face is thin but The very tasteful Beckley drank the bloody Aurmir wine and walked towards the balcony, intending to blow the cool breeze at night.

After learning that Ian had sent a telegram, as a senior “Conspirator” and a professional intelligence officer, Beckley was keenly thinking that the other party was contacting the boss’s boss, so he quickly let the double-sided spy investigation lurking in the Fusac Empire intelligence agency Beckland team get The meeting time, place and method agreed by Ian and the “team leader”.

After that, he pretended not to do this, and continued to send people to look for Ian near White Rum Street, successfully found the other side, and also attracted MI9’s block.

According to his arrangement, the on-site intelligence personnel deliberately let go of Ian, so that MI9 believed that both sides were on the same starting line.

After paralyzing the main opponent, he took another, unexposed intelligence officer and ambushed the “team leader” of Ian and Fusac Empire. He wanted to find the manuscript and bring out Ruen Kingdom without MI9.

The progress of the matter was as smooth as he expected, and the news that came back in the evening made his mood extremely heavy.

The people of MI9 have appeared!

They should have been caught!

With Rossago, it is definitely not a factor of divination, and MI9 is ​​not good at divination at all … This shows that we have moths inside … I hope Rossago can take the first step, get the manuscript, and give it to the “shadow” to take away … By deliberately organizing the dance party, you can no longer interfere in the progress of the matter and can only pray for the subordinates to be competent.

According to his arrangement, after Rossago succeeded, he immediately transferred the item to another intelligence officer, an intelligence personnel who had never been activated before. Then, Rossago would lead the people of MI9 and continue to interfere by making some incidents. “Sight”, attracting attention to the companions, in the process, Beckley asked Rossago to kill the little detective.

If it were not for him, things would not be known by MI9 people at all, and everything will go very smoothly … I will not be exposed to things related to Zmanger Party, nor will I be transferred back to the country … he did not escape, thinking MI9 People will always protect him, staying at home is safer than running away? Beckley rubbed his face.

He has received the order, and after the action corresponding to the manuscript is over, he will hand over the intelligence-related matters to the first-class military attache of the embassy, ​​waiting for the new ambassador to take over.

Beckley is quite reluctant here. Beckland is one of the most prosperous cities in the world, despite its poor weather and heavy pollution.

Moreover, the Young Lady and the ladies here are more conservative. It is not the domestic sluts. Slowly seduce them to go to bed and remove their conservatism a little. It is a very fulfilling and very fascinating thing. Unfortunately, I want to say goodbye to these beautiful Human … Beckley thought a little bit depressed, growing more resentful of the little detective who dared to resist.

As for the safety of Rossago itself, Beckley is not worried at all. He believes that as long as he is willing to do so, as long as he is not locked by the high sequence expert, he can escape immediately if he wants to escape. This is because Rossago has special extraordinary ability.

Thinking about it, Beckley suddenly eyes shined and saw the young girl wearing a deep red dress holding a glass of wine and standing on the edge of the balcony.

She has a beautiful face and elegant temperament, the ink of the ink is smooth and smooth, and the light brown pupils seem to contain many words.

Beckley immediately went over and talked with the other person in a familiar way. She learned that the girl was a timber merchant’s daughter, called Irene. Her father was not too rich and was trying to climb to the upper level.

With the identity of Intis ambassador, Beckley quickly gained the enthusiasm of Irene.

After dancing two dances together, the body movements of the two became intimate.

“Beautiful Young Lady, I want to invite you to my room to taste Aurmir wine, 1286.” Beckley hinted.

Irene replied with little hesitation:

“Ok.”

2 people left the ball hall, quietly came to the second floor, entered Beckley’s room, and kept the guard away, do not disturb.

The so-called XURX Aurmir wine has not yet appeared, and Beckley enthusiastically brought Irene to the bed.

Between the tumbling, Irene didn’t count the complicated skirt, and her white arms caught the other side.

Her hands grabbed Beckley’s shoulders, and the nails and veins suddenly grew black, thin, fluffy “spider feet”!

boom!

Irene’s eyes were slightly convex and white foamed in the mouth.

Beckley took back the fist that hit the other’s abdomen and stood up from the bed. No more hurried performance, a cold face.

“Who sent you here?” Beckley asked in a low voice.

Irene wants to stand up, but it is difficult to succeed with pain, and her eyes are frightened and stunned.

Seeing the expression of this pretty girl, Beckley laughs with a smile:

“I am really obsessed with beautiful ladies, but I know the problem myself, so every time I face a beautiful lady, I am very careful.

“Say, who sent you?”

“Don’t think about patience, I am very good at using fire.”