Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

At nine o'clock in the morning, most of the residents living in the apartment had already left, and most of the smog outside had dissipated, and it was the best reading time of the day.

Aigron Crosone leaned on the wooden chair that was already warm, and carefully read his favorite novel of Emperor Roselle.

This great emperor, who was born in Intis, was the object of his worship.

His romance literature was the level that Aigron always aspired to in his grammar school.

It's a pity that fate brought people down. At the age of nineteen, Aigron, who was still physically unqualified, was thin and frail. Twenty-six years later, he has become a veteran who can knock out steel with one punch.

"I just want to be a..."

"The Catcher in the Rye."

The sound of the leather shoes colliding with the wooden floor was from far to near, and the expression was soothing in the last second. Aigron, who was immersed in his face, frowned slightly, and his blue eyes were full of ill will.

"Have I disturbed you, Mr. Agron?" Klein, who had no self-awareness, spread his hands "innocently" and walked to the front desk.

With his hands still holding Emperor Roselle's masterpiece - "Watching the Rye", Aigron resisted the urge to sigh, held his temper, and talked to the detective who had just helped His Royal Highness's "girlfriend" get promoted.

"I thought I'd be a little cleaner after you left."

"Heh, I just want to ask you some questions today, I won't bother you for too long." Klein smiled awkwardly and leaned his cane against the front desk.

Aegron, who was across from him, finally put down the novel in his hand, and Klein also expressed his intentions.

"I recently met Detective Louis Evans, who lived next door to me, and he noticed that I was a Beyonder too."

In an instant, Aigron's eyes sharpened.

He straightened his back and returned to the usual military style.

"When did he find out, did he confirm your identity?"

Even if you haven't confirmed my true identity, how could he be?

Thinking of this, Klein had to sigh that the identity certificate forged by "Mystery" was the same as mine in every way.

Or, it's true, because that document contains records, big and small, it's almost as if a man named Sherlock Moriarty walked through his life for more than thirty years, and then Hand over his identity to Klein.

"Of course not. He just met me by chance before, and then at the afternoon tea invited by the neighbors, he discovered that I was an Extraordinary by special means."

Watching Klein's every move, Aigron nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement.

This is the truth, and it is also the judgment of a "dreamwalker".

He doesn't think that an Extraordinary who is a Sequence Five with a high probability can easily lie in front of the "audience" of Sequence Five.

"So what do you want to know?"

"I want to know the identity of Louis Evans, you should investigate him." Klein frankly stated his request with a smile.

If Aegron prevaricates himself in this regard, either the Evans detective has a deeper secret behind it, or he admits that he and MI9 are simply unqualified as intelligence officers.

After a brief balance, Aegron revealed the investigation results without any concealment.

"He is the third young master of the Evans family. He is relatively rebellious and is unwilling to inherit the family property. Instead, he studied criminal investigation. About four years ago, he came into contact with the extraordinary field and became a 'sleepless man', and was later promoted with the support of the family. In the mid-sequence, it is now the informant of the Church of Steam."

Generally speaking, as long as the informants of the official Beyonders are not deliberately concealed, or are special existences that report directly to the archbishop of the local diocese, MI9 will have their corresponding information, but it is not very accurate.

The "Sleepless" pathway Beyonder in the middle sequence, is he a "nightmare"?

Almost instantly, Klein thought of the middle sequence that he was most familiar with.

And he is also an informant of the Church of Steam... If this is the case, it means that the detective Evans doesn't really think that I am an unsettling factor, otherwise he will definitely join forces with the Extraordinary of the Church of Steam to investigate in his dreams.

"I probably understand, it seems that I was a false alarm." Klein pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and picked up the cane beside him.

In response, Aigron, who had seen through his emotions, smiled perfunctorily, and also picked up the novel he had just read a few lines and waved his hand.

After getting the eviction order, Klein didn't stay on the first floor of the apartment, but turned around and walked towards the East District.

......

Backlund West, Edward Street.

On the tidy and quiet street, a jujube red horse slowly stopped, bringing the carriage behind him to a steady stop in the most appropriate position.

Gu Jing's luxurious carriage with the Hall family crest painted on it opened the side door, and a small mahogany ladder was carefully placed in front of the side door by the driver. Audrey, who was not dressed up, but still changed into a brighter dress, walked up the stairs. Step down carefully, the off-white high-heeled shoes clicked softly.

After she left the gray fog yesterday, she sent a visiting letter to Hvin Rambis through her past teacher's relationship, and then received this wise and kind old man that night, very willing to accept "Beckland" Germany's most splendid gem" reply to the visit.

It is said that since the new prime minister came to power, the royal adviser has rarely been active in political occasions, but he still retains the habit of attending various parties.

Is this how he, as a member of the Psychology Alchemy Society, uses his "audience" ability to influence the decision-making of the kingdom's top leaders?

The Sequence Seven who already knew that the "audience" was called "psychiatrist", and Audrey couldn't help but think about it.

I have the spell bestowed by Mr. Fool on me, so I shouldn't be silently "hinted" by him, and I also have Susie to help... Audrey, who still maintains a perfect smile in the eyes of outsiders, is nowhere to be seen Glancing at her partner, Susie, who followed her gracefully with an elegant gait, returned a questioning look.

That's why she insisted on taking Susie with her even after Annie's persuasion several times.

According to the experience given by Mr. Hanged Man, ordinary Extraordinary would ignore this Extraordinary creature with little sense of existence.

"Miss Audrey, I'm honored to have you here." The butler, who was about the same age as Lanbis' advisor, greeted Audrey in a humble manner and brought the big banker's favorite daughter into the villa in front of him.

He walked straight in front of Audrey, and when he was about to reach the reception room, he deliberately mentioned:

"Actually yesterday, Mr. Advisor was still the champion of Prince Edsack. He came back in a hurry after receiving your letter of visit."

After speaking, he stood aside and gave way to the reception room.

It's too rude, it doesn't seem like a qualified butler would say more, is this Mr. Butler under the instructions of the Rambis consultant, or is it because of other circumstances?

Audrey did not force herself to maintain the status of an "audience", but acted very reasonably, with a slightly surprised look in her polite smile.

She walked into the reception room where she could smell the aroma of black tea. Even at home, Hervin Rambis, dressed in a dark blue suit, was sitting by the window, basking in the early sunshine.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Advisor Lanbis." Before taking a seat, Audrey gave the old man a gentle salute.

"No, how could it be, Backlund's most dazzling gem came to visit me, which many people can't ask for."

"If I let those guys know, how could they possibly be jealous of me?" Hewen, who smiled peacefully, shook his head, and out of the corner of his eye passed Susie, who was squatting at the door.

Finally, after completing the basic social rhetoric, Audrey sat in the prepared seat and took a sip of the warm Queen's black tea.

Putting down the teacup, she was about to say something when she saw Consul Lanbis sitting opposite with a smile on her face, but her pale blue eyes were dark gold.

"I think you should have brought that token, Miss Audrey." Although the aura of the person on the opposite side has completely changed, the tone of his speech still maintains the habit of Herben Rambis.

Feeling a sense of oppression for no reason, Audrey, whose neck seemed to be tightly strangled, suddenly regained her ease, and the dark red traces on the back of her white hands shone brightly.

This is what Mr. Fool left at that time... She took a deep breath and looked at Susie's position at the door, only to see that her partner had fallen asleep soundlessly.

Is this the "audience" of the high sequence?

Audrey, who saw the high sequence pressure for the first time, was in a trance for a while, but she quickly returned to normal, and took out the "Diamond Charm" bestowed by Mr. Fool from the small bag she was carrying.

"This is what Mr. Fool asked me to hand over to you."

She held the precious spell in both hands.

But with vertical pupils, Rambis, who is not like a human being, ignored her and devoted his whole heart to the "diamond".

His fingers had just touched the surface of the spell that was still transformed by countless phantoms, and this dazzling treasure and the crimson mark on Audrey's hand burst into dazzling light at the same time.

In an instant, the gray mist gushed out from the small passage formed by the spell, and part of it rushed towards Audrey ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, blinding her eyes, while the other part was sucked by Hvin Rambis. obtained.

In the hazy vision, Audrey dazedly saw huge phantoms flying up from the distant fog.

They cover the sky, they breathe terrifying breaths, they declare their dominance.

The giant dragons whose mysterious patterns were blurred flew towards the location of Herben Rambis. They all had dark golden vertical pupils, and they all had thick gray scales. They were all Angelweed!

Historical records keep flying out from the gaps in history. On the faraway island, the priest kneeling piously in front of the pure white cross opened his eyes, and the ubiquitous bones in the entire church sang at the same time, hiding in Herwin Rambis. The breath of Angelweed on the island of the soul continued to rise, almost returning to the level when he had just become the king of angels.

Now, in a short period of time, He is enough to exert the same strength as the King of Angels Ourorius!

On the dead island, the majestic dragon raised its head and spread its wings, and the spell that served as a bridge between the fog of history and reality shattered softly.

In the elegant reception room, Audrey, whose gray mist had dissipated, was still in a daze, while Herben Rambis, who was on the side, completely recovered her human breath, smiled kindly, and drew a pious image on her chest. Upright cross.

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