Only when the resentful soul on the opposite side disappeared did Emlin White withdraw his gaze, unbutton the thin line of the file bag in his hand, and extract the information inside.
After reading one by one, Emlin has roughly grasped Ernes Boyal's whereabouts:
This blood viscount has no regular activities. He may be at home, visit exhibitions, go to a manor outside the city to taste wine, accompany his female companions to visit several major department stores, or asks certain girls to be models and draw, like a normal rich man.
However, Ernes recently went to St. Georgetown every other day to supervise the renovation of the furniture factory he invested in, trying to get it back to use as soon as possible.
In this way, the life of this blood clan viscount is repeated. Every other day, the activity venues are repeated, the routes along the way are repeated, and the dining locations are repeated at noon.
Emlin raised his hand and pressed the foreheads on both sides, carefully extracting three major scenarios suitable for hands-on action from the information:
One is inside or at the door of the furniture factory opened by Ernest Boyal; the other is that he will stop at St. Hillland Square, where he will eat and feed birds while he goes home; the third is that the Beckland Bridge will definitely pass here from home to St. Georgetown unless the other party is willing to take a long way.
These three places meet the requirements of being crowded and chaotic, but there are too few accesses to and from the Beckland Bridge. If you are guarded, you can only jump into the river to leave. It is a choice of idiots... St. Hillland Square belongs to St. Hillland Cathedral, the center of the Steam Church in Beckland and even the entire Roon. The Second Holy See is in line with Mr. Hangman's proposal, which can effectively control the degree of possible conflicts and interfere with subsequent divination and investigation... Emlin gradually became inclined in his heart.
Once there is a tendency, creatures will unconsciously look for more reasons. Emlin undoubtedly did the same. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that St. Hillland Square could meet almost all the requirements:
First, Ernest would stay there for a long time, enjoying lunch at a Sivelas-style restaurant The Vampire Viscount was born in County Sivelas;
Secondly, there are many stations with rail carriages gathered there, with people coming and going, mainly with middle and lower levels, and accidents often occur;
Again, from there, if only the Beckland Bridge is not so far away from the Harvest Church;
Finally, at exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the Church of St. Hillland will spray steam, turn the lever, and ring the big bell. No one's attention will not be attracted.
It was here... Emlin quickly made a decision, raised his right hand, tidied up his bow tie, his red eyes full of expectations.
At this moment, he suddenly frowned and realized something was wrong:
St. Hillland Square is simply so good to start!
Suitable to almost every condition is met!
Will Ernes be unaware of my revenge?
How could he keep himself in this environment for a long time?
Even if he was too stupid, he wouldn't have thought that the counts wouldn't remind him?
Emlin's mouth raised a little bit, and he already understood the reason:
St. Hillland Square is the action location designated by the Vampire senior management for him!
Ho... Emlin laughed, not letting go of the corner of his mouth.
He decided to apply to Mr. Fool to a party of several individual members today and invite Mr. Hanging Man to discuss a detailed plan of action!
This is different from the framework that was finalized before. It requires every detail to be specific and every problem is taken into account!
…………
11:45, St. George District, St. Hillland Square.
A restaurant on the third floor of the northwest corner of the square, in a private room.
A figure stood in front of the window, holding a cup of scarlet liquid as red as blood, looking leisurely at the fountain not far away and the crowd coming and going.
He was tall and thin, wearing a evening dress for the banquet, his silver light hair and bright red eyes made him look slightly charming and handsome, and he always had a less obvious smile on his lips.
Your Excellency Earl, will there really be no problem?Emlin is different from before, which can be seen from the hunting of the ‘primitive moon’ believers.A middle-aged man in dark formal attire walked to the window with a little concern and asked.
The man known as the Earl turned his eyes to Emlin White, who listened to the street violin playing, laughed:
Our preparations can even deal with a demigod, let alone this little guy who has not become a viscount yet?
Moreover, we don't want to really do something, the only purpose is to identify and identify it, which is much simpler than preventing some people from escaping.
While speaking, the man with light hair and bright red eyes raised his right hand slightly and turned the ring on his left ring finger.
The ring is made of silver as a ring and is inlaid with a strange blue gem.
…………
On a carriage heading towards St. Hillland Square, Ernest Boyal put his right hand on his left hand and naturally turned the ring inlaid with sapphire on his ring finger.
His eyes casually looked out the window and saw a trackless public carriage slowly coming from a distance. A newspaper boy in his early 160s was selling his bag along the street. A large number of bicycles replaced the carriage that was still common last year, shuttled by among the crowds coming and going from St. George.
Here, there are far more people wearing light blue or gray-blue worker costumes and baseball caps than those wearing formal top hats.
Ernes withdrew his gaze and said secretly, not afraid of what might happen next, and even looked forward to it.
He felt that he was well prepared:
The Rose Oath worn by the left hand allows the Earl of Mistral to share his vision, hearing and smell, ensuring that no matter what happens, the ultimate goal can be achieved;
The one who puts it in the inner pocket with the silver pocket watch is the Moon Paper Man, which can take him a fatal injury or directly attack the mental body in order to prevent him from suffering severe damage or death in a short period of time;
The diamond collar needle worn by the alcohol nemesis can help him maintain his energy and his mind, and improve his resistance to spells in the mental and physical realm;
The belt around the waist is called the moonlight ribbon, which can effectively reduce the damage of the sun and lightning.
These magical items either originated from Ernes's savings or from the gifts of Count Mistral, making Ernes a target that is difficult to be quickly resolved and controlled.
In addition to the natural resistance of the Vampire Viscount to the Nightmare category, Ernes now has almost no weakness. Even when facing a demigod, as long as the other party does not reveal the form of a mythical creature, it can support it for a while.
The only problem is that the negative effects of these magical items are not so easy to bear... Ernes's face twitched slightly, and it quickly calmed down:
The Rose Oath The ring will make his thoughts appear in the mind of Count Mistral from time to time, and if worn for a week without taking them off, the parties with the ring will likely fall in love, regardless of gender or race;
Moon Paper Man is a disposable item with almost no negative impact and will only make the body feel slightly chilled;
The problem with alcoholic nemesis is that it will cause continuous damage to the liver and brain. If worn for too long, it is very likely to lose a certain amount of thinking and logical ability. Therefore, every half an hour you have to take one quarter of an hour;
Once tied, the various senses will become more sensitive, making it easier to see things that should not be seen and sounds that should not be heard. At the same time, the wearer will intermittently itch all over his body.
I hope they are not timid and don't drag on... Ernesboyal looked at his own state again and turned his gaze with implicit expectations to the entrance of St. Hillland Square not far away.
…………
On the other side of St. Hillland Square, Emlin White, who stood on the edge of the street musicians, suddenly looked up and looked at a bird flying from not far away.
Then, he raised his hand and pressed the hat on his head, buried his head slightly, and quickly walked towards the center of the square, approaching the fountain.
During this process, Emlin flashed and completely mixed into the crowd.
However, this cannot shake off the lockdown of Count Mistral.
The silver-haired blood count turned the sapphire ring on the ring finger of his left hand again and said calmly:
Notice.
…………
At the entrance to St. Hillland Square, Ernes Boyal became more and more energetic, knowing that things were coming, and finally came.
Emlin indeed chose St. Hillland Square... Ernes once again turned his eyes out of the window, looking cautiously at the pedestrians on the road, the trackless public carriages that were about to be interlaced, the ordinary newspaper boys who were hawking with newspapers, and the elegant windows of surrounding houses and shops.
He did not believe that Emlin's possible accomplices were hiding here, because there were more and better places in St. Hillland Square, but he still had to be vigilant about what he thought he should have.
Suddenly, his body moved, and he sent it forward slightly, almost leaving his seat.
The carriage he was riding stopped without warning!
Immediately afterwards, the horse pulling the cart looked like a nightmare, raised its front hooves, struggled wildly, and overturned the carriage to the ground.
During this process, Ernes Boyal actually had enough space, time and ability to help the driver control the crazy horse, but he did not do so because he saw a transparent and blurred wolf ghost pounced in from outside the window and threw a rose contained in his body at himself.
A rose!
Ernesboyal's eyes had just magnified, and the carriage was already in full swing.
He quickly jumped out of the car from the other side and let an illusory and unreal black shackle stretch out from the void, wrapping around the wolf-shaped ghost!
With a puff, the wolf-shaped ghost disintegrated without struggling.
After Ernest Boyal gained a foothold, he stood there in a daze, motionless, his eyes dissipated.
He had already entered a deep sleep.
Inside the trackless public carriage passing by him, a young man with blue eyes was sitting in a thin windbreaker, facing away from the middle of the road, focusing on a notebook with a hard cover color.
Around him, other passengers were reading newspapers, talking to each other, or looking outside, and seeing the out-of-control horses quickly returned to normal.
After browsing the floor, the man with blue eyes turned the notebook in his hand another page.
The trackless public carriage continued to move forward and gradually moved away.
After reading one by one, Emlin has roughly grasped Ernes Boyal's whereabouts:
This blood viscount has no regular activities. He may be at home, visit exhibitions, go to a manor outside the city to taste wine, accompany his female companions to visit several major department stores, or asks certain girls to be models and draw, like a normal rich man.
However, Ernes recently went to St. Georgetown every other day to supervise the renovation of the furniture factory he invested in, trying to get it back to use as soon as possible.
In this way, the life of this blood clan viscount is repeated. Every other day, the activity venues are repeated, the routes along the way are repeated, and the dining locations are repeated at noon.
Emlin raised his hand and pressed the foreheads on both sides, carefully extracting three major scenarios suitable for hands-on action from the information:
One is inside or at the door of the furniture factory opened by Ernest Boyal; the other is that he will stop at St. Hillland Square, where he will eat and feed birds while he goes home; the third is that the Beckland Bridge will definitely pass here from home to St. Georgetown unless the other party is willing to take a long way.
These three places meet the requirements of being crowded and chaotic, but there are too few accesses to and from the Beckland Bridge. If you are guarded, you can only jump into the river to leave. It is a choice of idiots... St. Hillland Square belongs to St. Hillland Cathedral, the center of the Steam Church in Beckland and even the entire Roon. The Second Holy See is in line with Mr. Hangman's proposal, which can effectively control the degree of possible conflicts and interfere with subsequent divination and investigation... Emlin gradually became inclined in his heart.
Once there is a tendency, creatures will unconsciously look for more reasons. Emlin undoubtedly did the same. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that St. Hillland Square could meet almost all the requirements:
First, Ernest would stay there for a long time, enjoying lunch at a Sivelas-style restaurant The Vampire Viscount was born in County Sivelas;
Secondly, there are many stations with rail carriages gathered there, with people coming and going, mainly with middle and lower levels, and accidents often occur;
Again, from there, if only the Beckland Bridge is not so far away from the Harvest Church;
Finally, at exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the Church of St. Hillland will spray steam, turn the lever, and ring the big bell. No one's attention will not be attracted.
It was here... Emlin quickly made a decision, raised his right hand, tidied up his bow tie, his red eyes full of expectations.
At this moment, he suddenly frowned and realized something was wrong:
St. Hillland Square is simply so good to start!
Suitable to almost every condition is met!
Will Ernes be unaware of my revenge?
How could he keep himself in this environment for a long time?
Even if he was too stupid, he wouldn't have thought that the counts wouldn't remind him?
Emlin's mouth raised a little bit, and he already understood the reason:
St. Hillland Square is the action location designated by the Vampire senior management for him!
Ho... Emlin laughed, not letting go of the corner of his mouth.
He decided to apply to Mr. Fool to a party of several individual members today and invite Mr. Hanging Man to discuss a detailed plan of action!
This is different from the framework that was finalized before. It requires every detail to be specific and every problem is taken into account!
…………
11:45, St. George District, St. Hillland Square.
A restaurant on the third floor of the northwest corner of the square, in a private room.
A figure stood in front of the window, holding a cup of scarlet liquid as red as blood, looking leisurely at the fountain not far away and the crowd coming and going.
He was tall and thin, wearing a evening dress for the banquet, his silver light hair and bright red eyes made him look slightly charming and handsome, and he always had a less obvious smile on his lips.
Your Excellency Earl, will there really be no problem?Emlin is different from before, which can be seen from the hunting of the ‘primitive moon’ believers.A middle-aged man in dark formal attire walked to the window with a little concern and asked.
The man known as the Earl turned his eyes to Emlin White, who listened to the street violin playing, laughed:
Our preparations can even deal with a demigod, let alone this little guy who has not become a viscount yet?
Moreover, we don't want to really do something, the only purpose is to identify and identify it, which is much simpler than preventing some people from escaping.
While speaking, the man with light hair and bright red eyes raised his right hand slightly and turned the ring on his left ring finger.
The ring is made of silver as a ring and is inlaid with a strange blue gem.
…………
On a carriage heading towards St. Hillland Square, Ernest Boyal put his right hand on his left hand and naturally turned the ring inlaid with sapphire on his ring finger.
His eyes casually looked out the window and saw a trackless public carriage slowly coming from a distance. A newspaper boy in his early 160s was selling his bag along the street. A large number of bicycles replaced the carriage that was still common last year, shuttled by among the crowds coming and going from St. George.
Here, there are far more people wearing light blue or gray-blue worker costumes and baseball caps than those wearing formal top hats.
Ernes withdrew his gaze and said secretly, not afraid of what might happen next, and even looked forward to it.
He felt that he was well prepared:
The Rose Oath worn by the left hand allows the Earl of Mistral to share his vision, hearing and smell, ensuring that no matter what happens, the ultimate goal can be achieved;
The one who puts it in the inner pocket with the silver pocket watch is the Moon Paper Man, which can take him a fatal injury or directly attack the mental body in order to prevent him from suffering severe damage or death in a short period of time;
The diamond collar needle worn by the alcohol nemesis can help him maintain his energy and his mind, and improve his resistance to spells in the mental and physical realm;
The belt around the waist is called the moonlight ribbon, which can effectively reduce the damage of the sun and lightning.
These magical items either originated from Ernes's savings or from the gifts of Count Mistral, making Ernes a target that is difficult to be quickly resolved and controlled.
In addition to the natural resistance of the Vampire Viscount to the Nightmare category, Ernes now has almost no weakness. Even when facing a demigod, as long as the other party does not reveal the form of a mythical creature, it can support it for a while.
The only problem is that the negative effects of these magical items are not so easy to bear... Ernes's face twitched slightly, and it quickly calmed down:
The Rose Oath The ring will make his thoughts appear in the mind of Count Mistral from time to time, and if worn for a week without taking them off, the parties with the ring will likely fall in love, regardless of gender or race;
Moon Paper Man is a disposable item with almost no negative impact and will only make the body feel slightly chilled;
The problem with alcoholic nemesis is that it will cause continuous damage to the liver and brain. If worn for too long, it is very likely to lose a certain amount of thinking and logical ability. Therefore, every half an hour you have to take one quarter of an hour;
Once tied, the various senses will become more sensitive, making it easier to see things that should not be seen and sounds that should not be heard. At the same time, the wearer will intermittently itch all over his body.
I hope they are not timid and don't drag on... Ernesboyal looked at his own state again and turned his gaze with implicit expectations to the entrance of St. Hillland Square not far away.
…………
On the other side of St. Hillland Square, Emlin White, who stood on the edge of the street musicians, suddenly looked up and looked at a bird flying from not far away.
Then, he raised his hand and pressed the hat on his head, buried his head slightly, and quickly walked towards the center of the square, approaching the fountain.
During this process, Emlin flashed and completely mixed into the crowd.
However, this cannot shake off the lockdown of Count Mistral.
The silver-haired blood count turned the sapphire ring on the ring finger of his left hand again and said calmly:
Notice.
…………
At the entrance to St. Hillland Square, Ernes Boyal became more and more energetic, knowing that things were coming, and finally came.
Emlin indeed chose St. Hillland Square... Ernes once again turned his eyes out of the window, looking cautiously at the pedestrians on the road, the trackless public carriages that were about to be interlaced, the ordinary newspaper boys who were hawking with newspapers, and the elegant windows of surrounding houses and shops.
He did not believe that Emlin's possible accomplices were hiding here, because there were more and better places in St. Hillland Square, but he still had to be vigilant about what he thought he should have.
Suddenly, his body moved, and he sent it forward slightly, almost leaving his seat.
The carriage he was riding stopped without warning!
Immediately afterwards, the horse pulling the cart looked like a nightmare, raised its front hooves, struggled wildly, and overturned the carriage to the ground.
During this process, Ernes Boyal actually had enough space, time and ability to help the driver control the crazy horse, but he did not do so because he saw a transparent and blurred wolf ghost pounced in from outside the window and threw a rose contained in his body at himself.
A rose!
Ernesboyal's eyes had just magnified, and the carriage was already in full swing.
He quickly jumped out of the car from the other side and let an illusory and unreal black shackle stretch out from the void, wrapping around the wolf-shaped ghost!
With a puff, the wolf-shaped ghost disintegrated without struggling.
After Ernest Boyal gained a foothold, he stood there in a daze, motionless, his eyes dissipated.
He had already entered a deep sleep.
Inside the trackless public carriage passing by him, a young man with blue eyes was sitting in a thin windbreaker, facing away from the middle of the road, focusing on a notebook with a hard cover color.
Around him, other passengers were reading newspapers, talking to each other, or looking outside, and seeing the out-of-control horses quickly returned to normal.
After browsing the floor, the man with blue eyes turned the notebook in his hand another page.
The trackless public carriage continued to move forward and gradually moved away.
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