Lord of the Mysteries

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When I heard Klein’s problem, the baby wrapped in silver silk raised the meat-boiled arm and spread it to both sides:

"I have no way, I am still in my mother's stomach!

"The thousand paper cranes can't be written, but they can help me locate you. I will inform you of anything!"

For Will's answer, Klein had a certain expectation, and the posture was unchanged and the explanation was unchanged:

"The paper crane has already had a bit of damage. I think the positioning may be a problem."

Then he gave his own advice:

"Maybe it is. After you are born, call my messenger and write to me."

He was worried that there would be an abnormal situation when Will Ansettin was born, and this "snake of destiny" had to change the place of the baby's body. At that time, it was really impossible to contact.

In the black stroller, Will. Anthony opened his mouth and closed it again. He did not respond.

After a few seconds, the baby said with a slight mouth:

"Do you think this is realistic?

“Not only will a newborn baby write a letter to you, but also arrange a ceremony to summon a messenger?”

Klein laughed a bit:

"But you are the 'snake of fate'."

"That must also respect the laws of nature!" Will. Anthony rubbed his arm and patted the cushion next to him.

The baby immediately thought about the following:

"Like this, you look for someone to stare at it, and once you find a baby born, you will be rewarded immediately."

Klein’s eyelids turned left and right:

"also."

In this respect, he can find too many "people". He can hire gang members through Sharon and use messenger to convey. He can find something for Emlin White, who is usually idle. You can entrust a bounty hunter. Miss help, the corresponding result is told by the "Magician" Miss "World" German Sparrow, can also let the "Magic Mirror" Arrods pay attention to the vicinity, report the situation in the single-line contact.

However, Emlin’s nose is very spiritual. I don’t know if I will smell the cord blood outside the house, and even distinguish the corresponding essence... If this is the case, it might bring him similar to seeing mythological creatures. The impact, the rationality, the mental disorder, the body change... Klein Weir. The baby stroller has not returned to the shadows, and asked:

"I have a bit, um, teacher, I haven't contacted for a long time. Can you help me see his current fate?

"His name is Azick Aegis."

Because Mr. Azke has never responded, Klein is inevitably a bit worried. He used to use the copper whistle to make the corresponding divination on the fog, but he could only see a quiet and deep darkness, and heard a long and long breath. I can't understand what this dream means.

Will. Anthony slammed his thumb:

"In a state of change, this may be a good thing or a bad thing. You can only see this level because there is something special about your teacher."

Something special? Directly from the deity of death? Change status? This means that Mr. Azick has recovered more memories and once again recovered his strength by sleeping. Klein thoughtfully took a ritual:

"Thank you for your answer."

Will Anthony immediately turned his head and looked to the side.

Klein thought about it and reminded him:

"As far as I know, ‘渎神者’ Amon came to Beckland. Of course, the big probability is to be a avatar.”

Will. Anthony stunned, and laughed:

"For you, this is a bad thing. For me, it is quite good. The stupid snakes of Amon and Ulobus are absolute enemies. No, the more accurate description is that he hates the true creator. ', always thinking about pulling the other side down the throne, Uluos is loyal to the evil spirit."

After saying this, the black stroller returned to the shadow in the mirror and everything returned to normal.

Amon hates the "real creator"? I am increasingly skeptical that the "real creator" is a participant in the ancient sun god. It is the dark angel of the storm angel, the pure daytime and the center of the wise angel... Klein breathed a sigh of relief, stepping forward and unscrewing The faucet, washed his hand.

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

In the evening, East Byron was retired from the officers' club.

Klein didn't immediately see the face of Colonel Calvin, put the suitcase with 10,000 pounds of banknotes in the heavy safe, followed Mr. Maht to enjoy the buffet food provided by this top club.

It features the Southland specialties, cheese bread made from tapioca flour, ice cream with purple berry juice, assorted seafood soup flavored with coconut milk and palm oil, and beef entrails stewed with pepper, tomato and onion. There are Hagati iron bars, Pas river valley miso soup, and schnitzel, grilled squid.

Compared with other places, the ingredients used here are very high-grade, and the taste is pure Southern style. It is quite satisfying to eat Klein. If it is not for the sake of image, he feels a hard-boiled iron roast and a purple raspberry ice cream. Very cool.

Sure enough, I prefer the heavier taste of food... The one that I am most satisfied with today is the cup of pre-dinner. If it wasn’t for Mr. Maht’s casual mention, I would even think it was a light-flavored juice... pale gold Soaked in two pieces of lemon in the liquid, put a few pieces of crushed ice, sweet, a little bit sour, no wine, cool and refreshing, take away the heat of the body... Klein put the tablecloth on the plate In the end, I remembered the enjoyment just now.

At this time, Mr. Mahter, who went to the bathroom, came back and smiled and bent down to Dawn. Don Tess’s ear:

"The room before."

"Okay." Klein got up and went to the room with the safe, took out the small suitcase with 10,000 pounds of banknotes, and then went to the living room where he met with Colonel Calvin twice.

Calvin, who has a long face, has been waiting there, aiming at the eye. The little suitcase in the hands of Don Tas, with a smile:

"You are such a gentleman with action.

"I really appreciate this attitude of doing things."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and shrugged with the **** Dawn Don.

Klein handed the small suitcase in his hand to the other party, and smiled modestly:

"As a businessman, if you see a good opportunity to make money, you are not decisive, not quick, it only shows that he is not suitable for this profession."

Calvin sat down again, opening the small suitcase in the face of Daun Dontes and Mr. Maht, roughly arranging a row of neatly tied banknotes.

He quickly finished confirming, folded the box, raised his head, and looked at Daun, who was sitting diagonally opposite. Don Tess:

“What do you think about the details of the specific transaction?”

Klein deliberately showed the way the language was organized, and waited for a few seconds:

"I want to go to the Southland and go to West Byron recently."

Seeing that Colonel Calvin and Mr. Maht have shown a certain degree of surprise, he added:

"Some things are not suitable for doing with a lot of arms, and in order to make the transaction go smoothly, early preparation is essential.

"Oh, I have to pay attention to this matter, this is a business worth tens of thousands of pounds.

"My idea is this. I will go to Xibailang first, contact the customers in need, solve the obvious obstacles, wait until the agreed time, then contact you by telegram, and pick up the goods at the border of Dongbailang."

Colonel Calvin has sunk:

"After June 20, you can send me a telegram. I will give you specific information. In short, after I receive the telegram, I will immediately inform the officers there to give them the secret code and password. People go to the warehouse.

“Well... do you need support staff who can provide protection during this time? When are you ready to leave?”

I just want to go to Xibailang to find a place where there is no rose school. Other things are waiting for Daniz to do... When do you leave? I certainly hope to arrive today today, but this will be suspected... Klein considered two seconds:

"For the time being, there is no need. In some places in the South China, such support personnel will be the main cause of conflict. I am relieved. I have many friends in West Bailang. If there is no valuable goods, security can still be guaranteed.

"As for when to go, my answer is, the sooner the better."

Colonel Calvin thought for nearly a minute and slowly nodded:

"After dinner tomorrow, I will send someone to pick you up. The military has an airship to transport supplies and personnel to Desi Bay. From there, it is very close to the South China by boat. If it goes well, it can be two or three days. Even if there is a storm barrier, some of the waterways must be rounded back and can be reached within a week."

"Thank you." Klein sincerely got up and saluted.

In his opinion, following the military to leave Beckland is an option that is safe enough and will not be suspected by anyone.

After talking about the details, Klein got up and left, and returned to the hall with Mr. Maht, ready to leave.

In the hall, next to the buffet table, nearly ten men in military uniforms or casual clothes are holding a glass of wine, gathering there and laughing at the recent rumors.

Klein swept over and suddenly felt that one of the figures was a bit familiar.

The man was more than 1 meter 85, but less than 1 meter 9. The arm was slightly longer, and the legs had a certain degree of external bias. The shoulders were very wide and thick, and the black dress was tight.

This is... Klein's thoughts turn around, the spirit is getting tight, and it is a source of familiarity:

This is the demigod that met with the "Crazy Captain" Connors that night!

Suspected to be a faction of a certain faction of the royal family, leading the demigod of human trafficking!

Although the high-ranking strong man was wearing a black cloak, interfering with divination and not revealing his appearance, Klein remembered his body characteristics.

This is the specialty of "No Face Man"!

PS: In the last few hours, I will ask for a monthly ticket. If I don’t vote, I will waste it~