Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

In the empty ward, the faint smell of disinfectant permeated the air, and the cold but not biting breeze outside the window blew the plain white decoration of most of the room, making the children sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed in Klein's field of vision even thinner.

"What do you want to entrust to me?"

In any case, Klein never imagined that a "child" facing an angel's pursuit would need to help him.

Unless, the object of the other party's real request is the one behind him, who even the gods have not found the half body that has recovered.

From what he said just now, he should know... Thinking of this, Klein's expressionless face finally wavered, and his eyebrows were squeezed in the middle, indicating the master's mood at this time.

The boy on the hospital bed was still playing the tarot cards in his hands, his chubby fingers flexibly cut and drawn cards, constantly drawing out new divination results, and constantly disrupting his own divination results to calculate the next divination.

"It's very simple, you just need to protect my father and convince him that I am cursed by his former rival who died before, so I need to find members of the church to help me exorcise the demons from me."

"Don't worry, his belief is the goddess of the night, and I will also use my ability to create a real 'demon'."

Saying that, the boy with only a thin hospital uniform on his body shrugged mischievously, his big round eyes telling the cunning that only belongs to children.

Judging from the trajectory of fate, this gentleman, who is deeply entangled with the fate of the "mysterious god", and who also establishes a connection with the powerful source quality, has a lot to do with the Church of the Evernight Goddess and even the goddess herself. The origin will bring good development.

Sure enough, after this request that was not difficult for Beyonders was made, a look of thinking clearly appeared on Klein's face. From the boy's point of view, thinking meant that he needed a period of time to convince himself. Anyone who has thought about their proposal does so.

"No, I can accept the previous request, but I will not guide your father to contact the people of the Goddess Church. At least I will not accompany him or meet the people of the church."

Klein frowned and said his decision, but the result was completely beyond the boy's expectations.

"why?"

"It's some personal reasons for me." Facing the boy's surprised questioning, Klein turned his eyes away.

Of course he didn't want to say that although he could change his face, he was still worried about being recognized by his former colleagues.

And for the Church of the Goddess, he always had an indescribable affection, and he was unwilling to have too much contact, nor would he have trouble finding the Nighthawks who were his companions.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be really unwilling to participate in the contact with the Church of the Evernight Goddess, the boy bit his lip in embarrassment, and stopped flipping the fingers holding the tarot card, stirring them together.

"Then, I will give you some luck, and after the successful completion of the matter, I can help you a favor within my ability. In short, when you are in contact with the Goddess Church, you will not be too involved with them because of your worries. ,How about it?"

Although it sounds like a lot of effort, only the boy knows how much he will earn if the other party agrees to this condition.

If the Church of the Night can really intervene, then he will have a lot of room for manipulation, and he will no longer have to risk greater danger to restart, a tragic future that has to wait for October to conceive and commemorate the period of weakness, compared to the present, although embarrassing, but At least the weak period of Sequence Two's strength can be exerted. If there is only one promise of help between them, then it is simply not to earn too much.

"A help?" Under his expectant gaze, Klein really showed some interest.

Although he didn't know what level the other party was at, since he was chased by an angel and knew the "mystery" behind him, at least he was an existence enough to be called him.

And luck within a certain period of time...with a slight nod, he said his thoughts.

"I need to think about it, but I will help your father first to ask danger. As for the future, how should we contact you?"

He wants to go back and board the gray fog to make a divination, and by the way, see if he can ask something else from "Mystery", since the other party knows "Mystery", and he is so bewildering to let himself come to his In front of him, then this matter is no longer his own business, and there are enough reasons for "mystery" to enter.

As if he had caught a glimpse of what Klein was thinking, the boy immediately became happy. He took out a folded paper crane from under his pillow, and let it slide into Klein's hand in the wind like a paper plane. superior.

"With this connection, just put it under your pillow when you sleep, and I'll enter your dreams myself."

Into a dream?

Klein imagined that kind of scene, hesitated for a moment, or put the thousand paper cranes in his pocket, and was about to leave.

But when he was about to walk towards the door that was still open, he suddenly turned his head.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. If I don't even know your name, it may be difficult to convince your father."

Sitting crosswise on the bed, Will, who started playing with the tarot cards again, was stunned for a moment, and then he said his name with a bright smile.

"Will, my name is Will, you can just call me that."

......

"Detective Moriarty, what do you think?"

The off-white giant of Singer Fizik Hospital was getting smaller and smaller behind the two. Neville Auceptin, who was afraid that the detective beside him would repent, carefully looked at Klein's expression and asked in a low voice.

But Klein didn't seem to hear this question. It wasn't until they got into the carriage belonging to Mr. Auceptin that Klein, who had a serious expression, pushed down his glasses and said what happened after he walked out of the hospital. first sentence.

"It's a pity Mr. Auceptin, your son is indeed entangled by the devil."

"what?"

These calm words sounded to the nervous Auceptin, as if the judge had sentenced him to death. After a brief period of consternation and panic, it was replaced by the anger hidden beneath it.

"That bastard, what did he do, what did he do to bring such disaster to his family?"

Of course, he wouldn't completely believe that the reason why he was so unlucky now was because his younger son was haunted by demons. He followed Klein's words so that the detective could see his thoughts similar to him and try his best to Keep this detective and keep yourself and your family safe.

"Actually, you shouldn't criticize your son, I talked to him, he is very obedient, the real hate is the villain who put this curse on your son, my suggestion is that you should seek help from the church, of course , as long as you do, I will also protect you from the robbers."

Klein still pretended to be a cold-faced detective. Although he was a bit direct, he was very effective in capturing the most urgent wish of Mr. Auceptin.

"Of course no problem, we can go to the church to pray to the pastor now... Also, how much do you think the compensation is appropriate?" Seeing hope, Neville Auceptin agreed without hesitation. It would feel ridiculous to ask, and at the same time can be silent for a while before asking another question that I don't care so much about.

He has never seen anything supernatural since he was a child!

The carriage moved slowly, Klein glanced at Mr. Auceptin's elegant suit, and smiled meaningfully at him.

"It's good to go for the price."

............

In a bar on the outskirts of Bayam.

In the bar hall full of the salty and humid smell of the sea breeze, a tall lady with blond hair and blue eyes was sitting alone on a high stool, tasting Lelangzi with water alone.

She was wearing a capable lady's formal attire that did not match the environment here, and the collar of the dark blue coat was faintly dotted with patterns of waves and thunderbolts, indicating the lady's beliefs.

If it is placed on the social field of Loen, in a club in the city, although it is not very beautiful, a beautiful woman with an extremely outstanding temperament occupies a seat and drinks boring wine. It seems that it is not uncommon, but here is Bayam is the "city of generosity" and "the city of pirates". In a city where most men act recklessly, in a bar full of pirates, such a young lady has no one to approach her. It's a miracle.

However, if you zoom in a little further, you will see a few strong men with big arms and round waists lying under the high chair that this lady is sitting on, including many pirate captains named on the reward list.

This seems to be a simple explanation, why she sat here for so long, no one came to strike up a conversation, and even the people sitting around didn't dare to make a sound.

"Lily!"

Suddenly, a burly sound broke the strange calm in the bar. Many pirates who were silently holding their wine glasses followed the sound, but saw a thin old man walking towards this place neatly. come over.

He has perfectly neatly groomed white hair, and the corners of the dark blue storm bishop's robe swaying in the wind, and the waves embroidered with gold and silver threads looked like a moving sea from a distance, undulating.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you?" Despite drinking a large glass of Lily Langzi, Lily Melody's cheeks were still normal white~www.wuxiamtl.com~ eyes were clear.

In the eyes of many pirates, seeking or avoiding, the appearance of the clothes on their bodies would make many people tremble and the old man stopped, so that he could not hide his disgust and glanced at the pirates who had been knocked out on the ground. Then said:

"There was a little wind from the resistance army just now."

He didn't seem to care about the kingdom's order to call the local indigenous rebels the same word as rebels, instead he winked to imply something to his students.

Seeing the teacher's funny blinking, Lily, who had finally drank a little wine, was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and a playful smile appeared on her upright face.

"Looks like we have a good relationship."

She kicked away the pirates who were blocking the way under her feet, followed her teacher and left the unusually quiet bar in front of everyone's eyes. She didn't want to exchange those unlucky **** for rewards.

The little pirate of more than 200 pounds and the "Lieutenant General of Disease", although they are Storm Cultists, she can still tell which one is more valuable.