At 10 o'clock tonight... Klein glanced at the messenger waiting for the place, walked to the desk, spread a piece of white paper and wrote:
I will be on time.
In addition, the situation in Beckland has been tense recently, so you must pay attention to the level of control.
After reminding Sharon, Klein folded the letter paper and took out a gold coin and a rectangular diamond that constantly refracted light from his pocket.
This is the ‘Yesterday Reappearance’ talisman that allows you to borrow power from your past self for a brief time.Klein handed the three items to Renette Tinicol at the same time.
One of the blonde red-eyed heads that Renette Tinicol had opened his mouth and bit everything together, and the remaining three said in turn:
Why... Give me...
It is considered part of the prepayment.Klein smiled as usual.
Magic Mirror Arodes' reminder made him feel that he needed to prepare more.
Renette Tinicol didn't ask again, and the four bright-looking heads swayed up and down with the help of their held hair for a while.
He then walked into the void and disappeared into the room.
Klein looked at the drizzle outside the window and the already dark sky, took off his coat and handed it to his personal servant Eunnie.
……
At 9:50 pm, Joewood District, a street near the Tassoke River.
In the common rains of Bakerland in autumn and winter, a rental carriage turned into the place and moved forward slowly.
In the carriage, Emlin White, holding a top hat, looked at the young man with pale and slightly messy hair on the opposite side with bright red eyes, and said with a slight hint of his mouth:
It's here?
Marichi, who had a rather erratic figure, nodded and pointed to a street-side house with a shop in front of him:
right.
It was a bookstore, and the owner was Charlie Rick, who was a pure-blooded Rooneer. However, he went to the Southern Continent once when he was young, hoping to get rich. There, he became a member of the Rose School, a believer of the "Binded God", and was sent back to Beckland to collect intelligence and provide assistance to the members of the Rose School who performed other tasks. We watched him for a long time and wanted to solve him, cut off the Rose School's intelligence transmission, and create a better living environment for ourselves, but in the end we held back.
Emlin said with a smile:
As it turns out, patience can often lead to better results.
Ha, to be honest, your performance is different from the "resentful soul" I imagined. I thought you would be very stingy in words.
Marichi glanced at the vampire who was said to be a viscount opposite him:
Different people have different personalities, and moderation is just a desire to control beyond the limit.
I don’t explain this matter so clearly, and I will worry that you won’t understand it, which will affect the final result. In that case, the desire for “control” will exceed the limit that should be.
Haha, although it is very philosophical, there is no need to use me as an example... Emlin leaned against the wall of the box leisurely and looked at the other party and said:
Continue with the previous topic.
Marichi looked out the window again:
In Charlie Lake's home, there is a maid from the Pas Valley, who is also a member of the Rose School.
In addition, in two houses diagonally opposite the Lake Bookstore, a widow and an alcoholic man lived in each of them. They belong to the believers of the "Binded God" and would convey information to the Rose School at a critical moment.
What you need to do is to secretly monitor these three people when we deal with Charlie Lake, and through the transmission of messages, lock in the head of the Rose School in Beckland.
Of course, we will definitely give Charlie Lake some chance to ask for help or send a signal.
Emlin nodded slightly and said:
I see.
He turned his head and looked at the sky full of clouds and could not see the red moon, and turned the ring inlaid with a dark blue gem on his left ring finger.
This is the Rose Oath ring that allows Count Mistral to share his vision, hearing and smell.
The ring turned around and actually returned to Emlin's hand, of course, it was just temporary.
In this way, Count Mistral had heard the words that Marichi had just said and shared with other blood clan participants.
Emlin originally thought that although he was only responsible for the central contact and could not play any important role, he could at least show some spell-like abilities derived from the Crimson Scholar, and conveyed messages very personally in front of the resentful soul Marichi. Unexpectedly, he didn't have to do anything, just put on a ring and arrived at the scene.
This made him very frustrated and felt that he was purely a tool.
Without a demigod, many things are not even qualified to participate directly, let alone save the clan... At this moment, Emlin felt a little impulsive in his heart, feeling that his level was not worthy of his secret identity and could not take on the responsibilities he should bear.
As for the effect that the Rose Oath will make the thoughts in the two wearers appear in each other's mind from time to time, Emlin was not worried. He asked Miss Justice to hypnotize in advance so that he would not think about the things that should not be known by the top leaders of the blood clan tonight.
As soon as the thought of his sigh fell, a voice that belonged to Count Mistral suddenly sounded in his mind:
Arrogant, childish, innocent...
This is the oath of the Rose, which randomly conveyed some of the ideas of Count Mistral... Haha... Emlin sneered in his heart and began to silently recite a name:
Ernes Boyal… Ernes Boyal…
This viscount was hypnotized under the protection of Count Mistral and went to the Harvest Church to volunteer for a long time!
At this time, Marichi looked at Emlin's expression and nodded:
Your attitude now reassures me even more.
Very serious, very serious, very focused.
Ah?Emlin was stunned at first, then raised his mouth slightly and said:
Thanks.
……
The second floor of the bookstore is Charlie Lake's home. The businessman is over 50 years old. His parents have long died. He has never been married. It is said that he has several illegitimate children, but he has not lived with him.
After instructing the maid to check whether the doors and windows of the house were locked, he returned to his bedroom, poured a glass of red wine, sat on the sofa, and tasted it in a very relaxed manner.
He used to drinking some wine before bed.
When the wine bottomed out, Charlie Lake stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
When he passed the full-length mirror in the bedroom, he glanced casually and his body suddenly froze.
In the mirror, his face turned extremely pale at some point, his eyes were extremely protruding, bright red blood was left on the edge, and a dark redness at the corners of his mouth.
As a member of the Rose School, Charlie Lake is no stranger to this situation. He did not scream or run around like an ordinary person. He raised his right hand and reached out to his chest.
He just touched the jewelry he was wearing, and his body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave that never melted, from the inside out, it was cold and cold.
The cold and coldness quickly expanded like vitality, occupying every corner of Charlie Lake's body, making him feel that his joints and muscles no longer belong to him and he began to obey others' orders.
At this moment, there seemed to be an extra person in his body, cold and vague, full of malice, and directly took over everything outside of his mind.
Charlie Lake also saw a new change in himself in the mirror. Two figures were added in his eyes, both of which were young men wearing white shirts and black vests.
With the help of the touch that took the lead with his right hand, a bright light shone in front of him.
This brilliance seemed to originate from a shrinking sun, throwing light and heat around.
Charlie Reck immediately felt the warmth, no longer controlled by the coldness in his body, and spit out a word in his mouth with a vague vagueness:
Purification!
The shrinking sun on his chest became hotter and hotter, and the light rushed inward like warm water, causing layers of ripples.
Charlie Lake then regained control of his body, immediately gave up the door and ran towards the window.
The curtains have not been pulled there yet, and the drizzle outside is falling lightly, and the street lights are hazy.
Dingdeng!
When Charlie Lake passed by the carpeted coffee table sofa area, he suddenly staggered and almost fell.
The carpet seemed to come alive, wrapping around his ankles!
Bang!
The coffee table flew up, along with the bone porcelain tea cup and various documents on it, directly photographed Charlie Lake's face, making him split into pieces and turned into a dismembered peculiar puppet.
After a moment, Charlie Lake's figure emerged on the other side, and continued to run wildly with fear in his heart.
He has never hated his bedroom as big as he is now.
Dingdeng!
As the pen shot randomly and the paper flew across, Charlie Lake finally ran to the window.
As a devout believer, instead of breaking out of the window immediately, he held the curtain and pulled it with a brush.
Meanwhile, he pressed his other hand on the gas pipeline.
On the iron-black metal surface, a layer of white frost instantly condensed.
Crack, the glass window in front of Charlie Lake broke itself, and every piece of debris shot out like a bullet, slapped the merchant in the face, making him not have a piece of intact skin, and making blood gush on his neck burst into explosively.
Charlie Rick's eyes darkened and he fell back weakly. During the process, he screamed and shouted, but the voice could not be heard from the room.
At this time, in another room, a maid from the South Mainlander saw the light of the gas wall lamp shaking.
She immediately turned her head and looked at the place where her employer was, and saw that the gas pipelines there were covered with white frost.
In a house opposite Charlie Lake, a rosacea man with rolled up his sleeves and gurgled drinking suddenly saw that the curtains were only half pulled up.
In the code he and Charlie Lake agreed upon, pulling all the curtains up and opening them means there is no problem. If you only pull one side and only pull half of them, there will be an emergency situation, and the person above must be notified immediately.
He stood up suddenly.
I will be on time.
In addition, the situation in Beckland has been tense recently, so you must pay attention to the level of control.
After reminding Sharon, Klein folded the letter paper and took out a gold coin and a rectangular diamond that constantly refracted light from his pocket.
This is the ‘Yesterday Reappearance’ talisman that allows you to borrow power from your past self for a brief time.Klein handed the three items to Renette Tinicol at the same time.
One of the blonde red-eyed heads that Renette Tinicol had opened his mouth and bit everything together, and the remaining three said in turn:
Why... Give me...
It is considered part of the prepayment.Klein smiled as usual.
Magic Mirror Arodes' reminder made him feel that he needed to prepare more.
Renette Tinicol didn't ask again, and the four bright-looking heads swayed up and down with the help of their held hair for a while.
He then walked into the void and disappeared into the room.
Klein looked at the drizzle outside the window and the already dark sky, took off his coat and handed it to his personal servant Eunnie.
……
At 9:50 pm, Joewood District, a street near the Tassoke River.
In the common rains of Bakerland in autumn and winter, a rental carriage turned into the place and moved forward slowly.
In the carriage, Emlin White, holding a top hat, looked at the young man with pale and slightly messy hair on the opposite side with bright red eyes, and said with a slight hint of his mouth:
It's here?
Marichi, who had a rather erratic figure, nodded and pointed to a street-side house with a shop in front of him:
right.
It was a bookstore, and the owner was Charlie Rick, who was a pure-blooded Rooneer. However, he went to the Southern Continent once when he was young, hoping to get rich. There, he became a member of the Rose School, a believer of the "Binded God", and was sent back to Beckland to collect intelligence and provide assistance to the members of the Rose School who performed other tasks. We watched him for a long time and wanted to solve him, cut off the Rose School's intelligence transmission, and create a better living environment for ourselves, but in the end we held back.
Emlin said with a smile:
As it turns out, patience can often lead to better results.
Ha, to be honest, your performance is different from the "resentful soul" I imagined. I thought you would be very stingy in words.
Marichi glanced at the vampire who was said to be a viscount opposite him:
Different people have different personalities, and moderation is just a desire to control beyond the limit.
I don’t explain this matter so clearly, and I will worry that you won’t understand it, which will affect the final result. In that case, the desire for “control” will exceed the limit that should be.
Haha, although it is very philosophical, there is no need to use me as an example... Emlin leaned against the wall of the box leisurely and looked at the other party and said:
Continue with the previous topic.
Marichi looked out the window again:
In Charlie Lake's home, there is a maid from the Pas Valley, who is also a member of the Rose School.
In addition, in two houses diagonally opposite the Lake Bookstore, a widow and an alcoholic man lived in each of them. They belong to the believers of the "Binded God" and would convey information to the Rose School at a critical moment.
What you need to do is to secretly monitor these three people when we deal with Charlie Lake, and through the transmission of messages, lock in the head of the Rose School in Beckland.
Of course, we will definitely give Charlie Lake some chance to ask for help or send a signal.
Emlin nodded slightly and said:
I see.
He turned his head and looked at the sky full of clouds and could not see the red moon, and turned the ring inlaid with a dark blue gem on his left ring finger.
This is the Rose Oath ring that allows Count Mistral to share his vision, hearing and smell.
The ring turned around and actually returned to Emlin's hand, of course, it was just temporary.
In this way, Count Mistral had heard the words that Marichi had just said and shared with other blood clan participants.
Emlin originally thought that although he was only responsible for the central contact and could not play any important role, he could at least show some spell-like abilities derived from the Crimson Scholar, and conveyed messages very personally in front of the resentful soul Marichi. Unexpectedly, he didn't have to do anything, just put on a ring and arrived at the scene.
This made him very frustrated and felt that he was purely a tool.
Without a demigod, many things are not even qualified to participate directly, let alone save the clan... At this moment, Emlin felt a little impulsive in his heart, feeling that his level was not worthy of his secret identity and could not take on the responsibilities he should bear.
As for the effect that the Rose Oath will make the thoughts in the two wearers appear in each other's mind from time to time, Emlin was not worried. He asked Miss Justice to hypnotize in advance so that he would not think about the things that should not be known by the top leaders of the blood clan tonight.
As soon as the thought of his sigh fell, a voice that belonged to Count Mistral suddenly sounded in his mind:
Arrogant, childish, innocent...
This is the oath of the Rose, which randomly conveyed some of the ideas of Count Mistral... Haha... Emlin sneered in his heart and began to silently recite a name:
Ernes Boyal… Ernes Boyal…
This viscount was hypnotized under the protection of Count Mistral and went to the Harvest Church to volunteer for a long time!
At this time, Marichi looked at Emlin's expression and nodded:
Your attitude now reassures me even more.
Very serious, very serious, very focused.
Ah?Emlin was stunned at first, then raised his mouth slightly and said:
Thanks.
……
The second floor of the bookstore is Charlie Lake's home. The businessman is over 50 years old. His parents have long died. He has never been married. It is said that he has several illegitimate children, but he has not lived with him.
After instructing the maid to check whether the doors and windows of the house were locked, he returned to his bedroom, poured a glass of red wine, sat on the sofa, and tasted it in a very relaxed manner.
He used to drinking some wine before bed.
When the wine bottomed out, Charlie Lake stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
When he passed the full-length mirror in the bedroom, he glanced casually and his body suddenly froze.
In the mirror, his face turned extremely pale at some point, his eyes were extremely protruding, bright red blood was left on the edge, and a dark redness at the corners of his mouth.
As a member of the Rose School, Charlie Lake is no stranger to this situation. He did not scream or run around like an ordinary person. He raised his right hand and reached out to his chest.
He just touched the jewelry he was wearing, and his body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave that never melted, from the inside out, it was cold and cold.
The cold and coldness quickly expanded like vitality, occupying every corner of Charlie Lake's body, making him feel that his joints and muscles no longer belong to him and he began to obey others' orders.
At this moment, there seemed to be an extra person in his body, cold and vague, full of malice, and directly took over everything outside of his mind.
Charlie Lake also saw a new change in himself in the mirror. Two figures were added in his eyes, both of which were young men wearing white shirts and black vests.
With the help of the touch that took the lead with his right hand, a bright light shone in front of him.
This brilliance seemed to originate from a shrinking sun, throwing light and heat around.
Charlie Reck immediately felt the warmth, no longer controlled by the coldness in his body, and spit out a word in his mouth with a vague vagueness:
Purification!
The shrinking sun on his chest became hotter and hotter, and the light rushed inward like warm water, causing layers of ripples.
Charlie Lake then regained control of his body, immediately gave up the door and ran towards the window.
The curtains have not been pulled there yet, and the drizzle outside is falling lightly, and the street lights are hazy.
Dingdeng!
When Charlie Lake passed by the carpeted coffee table sofa area, he suddenly staggered and almost fell.
The carpet seemed to come alive, wrapping around his ankles!
Bang!
The coffee table flew up, along with the bone porcelain tea cup and various documents on it, directly photographed Charlie Lake's face, making him split into pieces and turned into a dismembered peculiar puppet.
After a moment, Charlie Lake's figure emerged on the other side, and continued to run wildly with fear in his heart.
He has never hated his bedroom as big as he is now.
Dingdeng!
As the pen shot randomly and the paper flew across, Charlie Lake finally ran to the window.
As a devout believer, instead of breaking out of the window immediately, he held the curtain and pulled it with a brush.
Meanwhile, he pressed his other hand on the gas pipeline.
On the iron-black metal surface, a layer of white frost instantly condensed.
Crack, the glass window in front of Charlie Lake broke itself, and every piece of debris shot out like a bullet, slapped the merchant in the face, making him not have a piece of intact skin, and making blood gush on his neck burst into explosively.
Charlie Rick's eyes darkened and he fell back weakly. During the process, he screamed and shouted, but the voice could not be heard from the room.
At this time, in another room, a maid from the South Mainlander saw the light of the gas wall lamp shaking.
She immediately turned her head and looked at the place where her employer was, and saw that the gas pipelines there were covered with white frost.
In a house opposite Charlie Lake, a rosacea man with rolled up his sleeves and gurgled drinking suddenly saw that the curtains were only half pulled up.
In the code he and Charlie Lake agreed upon, pulling all the curtains up and opening them means there is no problem. If you only pull one side and only pull half of them, there will be an emergency situation, and the person above must be notified immediately.
He stood up suddenly.
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