Mystery: Shadow of Order

13 Fragrant Tree Avenue, Bayam, Rorsted Islands.

The window of the hall on the first floor was open, and a figure crept in quietly. This was a man in a black cloak. He looked in his thirties, his eyebrows were burnt yellow, his eyes were dark blue but bright, and his outline was not too deep, as if Intis People from the south, Lenburg and Segal.

He looked at the furnishings in the house and nodded with satisfaction, especially considering that except here, the 12th to 16th are his own properties, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and even his gums are exposed.

The man put his right hand into a fist in front of his mouth, coughed softly, and just about to say something, he looked down at the black cloak on his body, frowned slightly, and threw the cloak on the chair beside him.

"Cough, old man, mother... um, father, mother, your son, I, Danitz became an outstanding adventurer, with five properties on the Fragrant Tree Avenue in Bayam, the 'City of Kang', even if It's Mr. Randall in town who also put out so much money..."

Danitz closed his mouth, scratched his hair irritably, tapped his mouth lightly, took a long sigh and picked up the cloak on the chair to leave. But as soon as he walked to the window, he glanced over the dining table out of the corner of his eye, as if he had discovered something, and suddenly stopped.

Looking at the teapot and cups on the table that seemed to have been touched, his heart suddenly raised, and he ran towards the basement regardless of whether it would be discovered.

After a while, Danitz reappeared in the restaurant with a suspicious look on his face, sitting above and looking at the teapot and cups on the table. The walls of the basement showed no signs of being passive, and there seemed to be no signs of anyone coming to the rest of the place, but the Hunter's intuition told him that someone seemed to have sneaked into this room.

Scratching his hair again, he shook his head, put on his cloak again, and rolled out the window.

...

"Winter Winter"

There were three knocks on the door, and there was a rustling movement inside. The footsteps sounded from far to near. The door was opened with a gap, revealing a thin, skinny Sharf with a few shades of black. He was brown. As soon as his eyes clearly saw the visitor outside the door, he subconsciously pressed his shoulder against the door, trying to use this to close the door.

"boom"

After being promoted to "Corrupted Baron", Rawls's strength increased again. With a light bump on his knee, the door was knocked open, and Scharf, who was pressing his shoulder against the door, took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

Jamil chuckled lightly behind him, looked at the reluctant Sharf, greeted him, and followed Rawls in.

Sharf sighed helplessly, closed the door, and watched Rawls who skillfully entered the wine cabinet area and took out a champagne brown wine glass:

"I'm not a pub here. Don't go straight to the wine cabinet after you come here. The wine in there is very expensive."

Rawls uncorked the bottle, poured champagne into the glass and said:

"That's right, I have a task entrusted to you, and you can count it in the reward."

"I don't want to take the task now, I just want to rest for a while." Sharf's eye bags were a little puffy, he yawned, and rubbed his eyes randomly, "I'll give you that bottle of wine."

This is not an excuse for him. After a bad meeting with Rawls last time, he was really worried for a few days. After finding out that there was no follow-up, he took on a task, which just ended yesterday.

Jamil looked at the wine cabinet full of all kinds of fine wine, swallowed, and after being glared at by Rawls, he reluctantly retracted his gaze, and sat quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

"Also, who is this little guy? Your son? Then you are amazing!" Sharf gave Rawls a slutty smile, then frowned, "But it doesn't look like you? Are you sure? You don't have a friend in the Lenburg and Massey areas..."

Sharf was interrupted by Jamil's casual joke, and he looked up and down the "craftsman", imitating the tone of those scumbags in the church:

"You're from Intis, no, Trier to be precise..."

Seeing Sharf with a shocked expression, Jamil showed a confident smile and pointed to Rawls, "He said you are a 'craftsman', from Trier, and a 'craftsman', you are a member of the Church of Steam, right? Why is it here? There doesn't seem to be a steam church nearby..."

Sharf's brown eyes are like a calm lake, reflecting Jamil's eloquent figure:

"Are you a 'reader'?" Although it was a questioning tone, the tone was extremely certain.

"You learned to speak like this at such a young age, from Lenburg or Massey? Do you know that Bayam has 'Neptune' Ion Kottman in charge? A born Extraordinary, even in the Church of Knowledge, there are not many people, Storm The church must be very interested in you..."

Rawls held the wine glass, without interrupting the verbal exchange between the two of them, watching the bubbles rising in the wine with great interest. But this relaxed moment didn't last long, Jamie walked up to him and knocked on the bar.

"You told him that I was born Beyonder... No, I told you the day before yesterday, and we have been together since then..."

"He can 'identify' Extraordinary, and given your age, and obviously from the Church of Knowledge, it is easy to guess that you are a born Extraordinary." Rawls took a sip of champagne and explained casually.

"'Appraisal' Extraordinary? Him?" Jamil turned his head and glanced at Sharf, then to Rawls, "Isn't he a 'Craftsman'? How could it be possible to identify an Extraordinary?"

Rawls was stunned for a moment, put down his glass and looked at Scharf. He only had a rough idea of ​​the 'Understander' pathway. These were all told to him by Scharf. But before Scharf could answer, he heard a somewhat excited voice from Jamil.

"I see! You are..."

He was only halfway through his words, when Sharf, who suddenly rushed over, covered his mouth, "Ugh"... Sharf covered his mouth with one hand, bound his body with the other, and squeezed his face. Smile:

"I've accepted your task, and I'll give you a preferential price."

Although Jamil hadn't finished speaking, Rawls could guess what he was going to say. It seems that the Church of Knowledge has a certain amount of attention and understanding of the descendants of the Great Emperor. That's right. , Segal and other small countries are included in the protection, there must be some agreement with the Church of Knowledge... He smiled and watched Sharf try to contain Jamil, who was trying to contain the disturbance in his arms, and gestured to him with a glass of wine.

"The wine is given to you for free, and you can come and drink with me anytime."

Rawls stretched out his hand to signal for him to deal with Jamil himself. The smile on Scharf's face remained unchanged, and he dragged Jamil to the other side abruptly. He didn't know whether he used a spell or an extraordinary item, and no sound came out.

After a while, Jamil tidied up his clothes, glared at Rawls, and sat in front of the bar. Sharf followed, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"I'm not interested in your secrets."

Rawls took the space purse from his pocket, put on a pair of black gloves, and took out a set of dentures on the bar.

More than a dozen of the 30 teeth are crystal clear, as if they were made by the most dexterous and purest crystal; while the other twenty teeth seem to have eaten too much sugar and been eaten by moths. different. In addition, the gums of this pair of dentures are also a strangely ghastly green color, a color that can only be found on a corpse that has been corrupted for a long time.

Jamil, who was sitting in front of the bar, was startled and almost fell off the chair. Sharf's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to the bar and looked at the dentures.

Rawls kept moving, took out a ruby ​​ring from the space purse and placed it on the bar, and then took off the collar button of the shirt collar:

"I need you to help me identify these three extraordinary items."

The dentures came from the Spiritual Religion, the ruby ​​ring and the collar were from the Aurora Society, but the negative effects of the former were too great. Even Alysia made him a "Corrupted Baron" before trying to use them. The latter two were almost useless. used.

Without raising his head, Sharf squeezed Jamie off the chair:

"No problem, I thought you wanted to make Beyonder items? It's just identification, I'm still very interested."

Rawls's heart moved, and he took out a pitch-black, somewhat transparent crystal-like Beyonder characteristic from the purse that kept shining with a cold luster:

"This is a Beyonder characteristic from a 'psychic master'."

Jamil was a little stunned, three Beyonder items plus a Sequence Six trait, and a space purse, in his impression, even an archbishop who did not reach the demigod level of the church might not be able to get it.

Glancing at that characteristic, Sharf nodded eagerly:

"I see, I'll make it for you."

After he finished, he continued to observe the dentures and the ruby ​​ring. Even if he is a "craftsman", he can intuitively grasp the abilities and problems of most extraordinary items, and can use them as much as possible to avoid danger. But the particularity of Extraordinary items makes every "craftsman" need to be very careful when identifying them.

Just as he was watching carefully, a hand reached out to him and knocked on the bar counter, "This kid will stay with you first, please help me see him for a few days."

"Are you taking me as a nanny?"

"No, he has his own 'nanny'." Rawls shook his head slightly and pointed at Jamie, who was a little excited. "You'd better not bully him, or you may be approached by his parents."

Sharf remembered the transaction he had just made with Jamil, waved his hand casually, and had to agree.

"Don't worry, in addition to the reward you deserve, I can also lend you the space wallet to study it."

"That's what you said!"

...

Fragrant Tree Avenue.

Rawls, who had just entered the street, looked at Royin King, who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, and put his arms around his chest:

"Fate really cares about you! I just returned to Bayam, and you can find me."

Luo Yin Jin was wearing a black formal suit, leaning on a black cane, and with glasses on the bridge of his nose, showing an elegant and easy-going temperament. It's just that stick-like expression that completely destroys this temperament.

"I'm just looking for my luckiest place on this island, where what I expect will happen."

Seeing that no one was around, Rawls lowered his voice:

"Everything? Then why don't you just hope to become a god?"

"Too greedy will usher in the mockery and punishment of fate."

The two chatted a few more times, Rawls didn't want to continue, and pushed the camouflage glasses on the bridge of his nose:

"You need to take away the 'Dream Catcher' now?"

On the contrary, Royin King was a little unfinished, but when he heard Rawls mention the serious business, he didn't say more. After nodding, he saw that he took out a bag wrapped in black cloth from a dusty purse. wearing items.

The inspiration of the "Monster" pathway is much higher than other pathways. After knowing that this is what he needs, Luo Yin Jin reached out and took it:

"When I'm done using it, I'll have someone send this thing to Olavi."

Rawls was stunned for a moment, saying that he knew, then turned and left, preparing to go to No. 13 Xiangshu Avenue. But before he could go far, he was stopped by Luo Yin Jin.

"I advise you to find a hotel to stay, you are not very lucky now."

Looking back at him, Rawls turned to look at No. 13 on this street, Danitz is back?

...

Backlund, South Bridge, Rose Street.

"Mr Detective, you don't need to act.

"Or should I call the new owner of your master key?

"Hey, for the noble blood clan, everyone's taste is different, and they will have different blood characteristics. Even if I was locked in the basement at the time, I smelled it and remembered your smell."

Although he was recognized, Klein only panicked for a while, and soon calmed down. Looking at the somewhat proud Emlyn White, he exchanged a few words with him, and learned that he pretended to give in. Rubbing the top of his cane, he said very leisurely:

"The priest has a powerful seal in his hand, called the 'Inner Demon Candle', which allows the holder to enter the deepest part of the target's mind, where no one can lie.

"Also, this is just one of its functions. I don't know if it has any other capabilities."

Emlyn gradually froze, his eyes slowly losing focus.

After more than ten seconds ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ he turned pale and whispered:

"When I said I was willing to convert, the old man came in with a lantern. There was a candle in the lantern. I didn't look carefully at what the candle looked like..."

But he didn't know what he thought of again, and suddenly smiled proudly:

"Hmph, I have the handle of that old man, he gave an extraordinary item to a 'pharmacist', and also mentioned a person's name, I have heard the name of that person, he is a member of the School of Life. As a mother goddess Believers, even befriend members of secret organizations..."

"...I want to interrupt you." Seeing Emlyn's triumphant appearance, Klein felt that he should not spend too long with him. The IQ thing would indeed decrease after spending a long time with some people.

"Are you sure that the Earth Church would rather believe you as a vampire than its own bishop? And where do you go to find the clergy of the Earth Church to report? This is Loen!"

"It's a noble vampire!" Emlyn's face turned even paler after he weakly emphasized it again.