At 7 Pinster Street, Leonard Mitchell walked to his desk and spread out the letter paper.
He then picked up the round-bellied water-absorbing pen, sank his wrist, and prepare to write.
However, as soon as he made a small dark blue dot, the pen paused, and his wrist tried to move several times, and he returned to calm again.
Lifting his wrist and lowering the pen, Leonard repeated the same movement again and again, and finally, his wrist solidified in mid-air.
Bang!Leonard dropped the pen, crumpled the letter paper into a ball, and threw it accurately into the trash can at the base of the table.
…………
At 160 Berklund Street, Miss Reinette's big eyes were wide open in confusion. Her buttocks were like a mess, with redness after being beaten, and her tight pink labia were fucked and swollen. The semen and vaginal fluid kept pouring out between her pants, and finally shedding into the gap between her boots and her legs.
Klein hugged her and took the thin letter from the mouth of one of the heads placed beside him.
He weighed the weight until his spiritual intuition did not warn him, and then he opened the seal and took out the paper inside.
The paper only has one page, and two lines of words are written in beautiful notes:
I hope you can get help from you, and have a detailed interview.
Sharon
It turned out to be Miss Sharon's letter... Klein solved his doubts, took out a gold coin, did a simple divination in front of Renette Nicole's head, and then he drew another piece of letter paper and wrote a word:
tonight.
He folded the paper and asked while handing it to one of the courier's blond and red-eyed heads:
Can you still locate the sender?
If not, he will give Sharon's address to receive the letter:
126 Gard Street, Hilston District, Mrs. Maria.
Yes… One of Renette Nicole’s head responded.
She then opened her mouth and bit the folded letter paper, waiting for the subject to recover from orgasm.
When Miss Messenger disappeared into the room, Klein immediately arranged a ceremony to bring the wriggling hunger back to the real world from the grey fog, and then traveled to the major archipelagos to find lucky pirates.
The wriggling hunger has not been sealed yet, so I still have to eat one person every day. Klein can only barely use it. He takes it out and feeds it every time he needs it. When the time is almost done, he will throw it back into the fog. Anyway, he will not make up the difference in the middle.
If the 'wriggling hunger' dares to make trouble, feed it mushrooms!After finishing the ceremony, Klein put on the thin human leather gloves, his figure quickly faded into transparency and disappeared from the spot.
…………
After dinner, waiting until the wriggling hunger howled above the grey mist, Crane made an excuse of being uncomfortable and entered the bathroom and took it out, teleporting it outside the Brave Bar in the Beckland Bridge area.
During this process, he naturally changed his appearance and became a detective Sherlock Moriarty with black hair, brown eyes, beard and glasses.
Bending down and rolling up his trousers, Klein laughed at himself, lowered the brim of his hat, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and entered the bar.
Asked the bartender, he took a glass of Southwell beer and came outside the No. 3 billiard room, knocking on the locked door with his fingers.
Dong, Dong, Dong... In the rhythmic sound, the door creaked and cracked a gap.
Ian, with bright red eyes, looked at him and immediately smiled:
Sir, please come in.
Because the weather was getting hotter and hotter, he did not wear the old coat anymore and simply put on a linen shirt.
Klein nodded with a smile, flashed into the billiard room, and quickly took all the scenes inside:
Marichi, with a little messy hair, was wearing a white shirt, a black vest and black pants, holding a long pole and bent over there to play pool.
Perhaps impressed by the chaos caused by Sherlock Moriarty, he did not call up his own zombies to play cards this time.
haven't seen you for a long time.Klein took the initiative to say hello.
At the same time, Sharon, wearing a small black hood and a court dress of the same color, appeared on the other side of the table and sat quietly on the high stool.
Good evening, ma'am.Klein's eyes moved over and gave a bow with a smile.
Sharon stood up in a slump, lifted up the hem of the skirt, bowed slightly, and responded politely, while Marichi put down the club and said in a low and slightly hoarse manner:
It seems you are still staying in Beckland.
His face was still so pale, but the malice hidden in his brown eyes had faded a lot, and it seemed that the restraint during this period was quite effective.
It can be seen that the acquisition of the Crimson Crown made him on the verge of collapse every time he was full moon, and even sedatives had to change new varieties frequently.
Klein did not respond positively to Marichi's words. He walked to the table, put down his beer glass, and smiled:
Sorry, I could have sold you the extraordinary feature of "resentful soul" but unfortunately it was lost.
Sharon's blue eyes did not turn, and he did not seek the reason, and just asked simply:
Is it okay?
She knew that the extraordinary characteristic of the resentful soul in Sherlock Moriarty's mouth belonged to the General of Blood Seniore, and the General of Blood is Sherlock Moriarty's secret puppet. The absence of the extraordinary characteristic of the resentful soul means the damage and loss of the secret puppet, which is not a trivial matter for the corresponding extraordinary person.
Fortunately, at least I was not hurt.Klein sighed and laughed.
No wonder I didn't see Seniore this time... Marichi whispered suddenly.
Neither Marichi nor Miss Sharon care too much about that resentful soul. Extraordinary characteristics... They have another channel, or a way?Klein keenly grasped the situation and asked:
What's going on this time?
Marichi immediately looked at Ian. The calm boy who could be called a big boy did not ask much questions, quickly exited the billiard room and closed the door casually.
Sharon's face, like a doll, had no expression floating, and let Marichi say:
The day after tomorrow, a ship from the Southern Continent will arrive at Pulitz Port, which is closely related to the Rueon military.
The ship is loaded with many treasures and cultural relics plundered from the Star Plateau, the Pas Valley, and the Hagati Grassland. Among them is a mummy, which is the 19th king of the ancient Highland Kingdom, Tutansis II.
The original language of the Southern Continent did not originate from ancient Foxac, and had its own structure. In ancient Highland language, the king was also called "Kadev", which is an exclusive vocabulary. It was translated as "Pharaoh" by Emperor Rossell. I don't know what he thought. Also, "Mummy" was also named by him. In short, "Pharaoh" means the son of the gods, the king of humans.
Tutansis II was once a high-sequence powerhouse, but after his death, the corresponding characteristics had been recycled, only the body was left behind and made into a mummy.
For other extraordinary people, this is a spiritual material and an excellent object for making zombies, but for us, it has extra meaning and very important significance. Our goal this time is to get this mummy of Tutansis II.
Extra meaning?
What additional significance does the corpses of high-sequence power without extraordinary characteristics besides being used as materials?
Klein's heart moved and suddenly remembered the behavior of Ms. Hermit to buy a drop of mythical creature's blood.
Could it be that the ceremony of Sequence 5 Resentful Soul Promotion Sequence 4 Puppets?
Miss Sharon has already got the recipe and has digested the resentful soul potion?
Judging from her usual life, she is always playing the role of a resentful soul, and maybe she has digested it long ago... However, the words of the evil spirit in the underground ruins before seemed to show that Miss Sharon did not have a puppet potion recipe at that time. Well, everyone has their own circle. It is not too strange that Miss Sharon has a way to get it... Klein glanced at Sharon thoughtfully and did not find any obvious changes she had compared to before. She still looked like a doll better than a living person, but there was no sign of more gloomy.
Sharon sat there quietly, watching Sherlock Moriarty and Marichi intently, listening to their conversation.
If it is just a high-sequence mummy without extraordinary characteristics, the level of protection will not be too high. Even if it is only the two of you, it should be able to steal it without much difficulty.Klein thought about it and asked questions.
In his opinion, Sequence 5 can already be called a quasi-strong man. Unless the ship is guarded by a demigod, it is difficult to effectively stop Miss Sharon’s target is just a mummy. After all, there are too many important items that the extraordinary people in charge need to protect, and they may also be scattered in different cabins due to different preservation methods.
This time, Sharon gave the explanation, and she still said so concisely:
Worry is the trap that the Rose School targets us.
If not, £1,000, if there is, we are responsible for attracting attention, you take that mummy, which depends on the danger, ranges from £5,000 to £10,000.
Ah... Klein didn't respond immediately. After thinking about it, he asked instead:
Do you know the Spiritual Predators?
Resentful souls are also an extraordinary type of people who can effectively move in the spiritual world.
Sharon nodded slightly and said:
I can use gold pounds to combine relevant information from the spiritual plunderers as rewards.
Klein Yes, said:
I'll think about it and write a letter to reply to you before the early morning.
As an excellent fortune teller, he had to go above the gray fog to confirm the level of danger, but what he can be sure of now is that this is definitely not a trap for him, because he has no need for mummies.
good.Sharon said with a constant expression.
Klein did not say goodbye directly, walked to the door, greeted Ian in, and asked casually:
Any news worth noting recently?
Ian thought about it and said one relatively important news after another:
...Someone is asking about the organization that believes in the "fool"...
Klein smiled in surprise:
A young man with dark hair and green eyes?
He suspected it was Leonard Mitchell.
Ian shook his head:
No, dark hair and dark eyes.
Which gentleman from the Aurora Club?Klein thought about it and said:
Can you draw it?
... Ian was stunned for a second and said to himself, then you may never recognize who he is.
At this time, Sharon spoke:
I can help you.
OKIan breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then as ordered, he prepared a fairly simple ceremony.
Then, he completed a sketch with trembling and convulsions in his possession of the resentful soul:
It was a young man with slightly curly black hair, wide forehead, thin cheeks, dark eyes, and monocles.
Amon!
The blasphemer Amon!
He then picked up the round-bellied water-absorbing pen, sank his wrist, and prepare to write.
However, as soon as he made a small dark blue dot, the pen paused, and his wrist tried to move several times, and he returned to calm again.
Lifting his wrist and lowering the pen, Leonard repeated the same movement again and again, and finally, his wrist solidified in mid-air.
Bang!Leonard dropped the pen, crumpled the letter paper into a ball, and threw it accurately into the trash can at the base of the table.
…………
At 160 Berklund Street, Miss Reinette's big eyes were wide open in confusion. Her buttocks were like a mess, with redness after being beaten, and her tight pink labia were fucked and swollen. The semen and vaginal fluid kept pouring out between her pants, and finally shedding into the gap between her boots and her legs.
Klein hugged her and took the thin letter from the mouth of one of the heads placed beside him.
He weighed the weight until his spiritual intuition did not warn him, and then he opened the seal and took out the paper inside.
The paper only has one page, and two lines of words are written in beautiful notes:
I hope you can get help from you, and have a detailed interview.
Sharon
It turned out to be Miss Sharon's letter... Klein solved his doubts, took out a gold coin, did a simple divination in front of Renette Nicole's head, and then he drew another piece of letter paper and wrote a word:
tonight.
He folded the paper and asked while handing it to one of the courier's blond and red-eyed heads:
Can you still locate the sender?
If not, he will give Sharon's address to receive the letter:
126 Gard Street, Hilston District, Mrs. Maria.
Yes… One of Renette Nicole’s head responded.
She then opened her mouth and bit the folded letter paper, waiting for the subject to recover from orgasm.
When Miss Messenger disappeared into the room, Klein immediately arranged a ceremony to bring the wriggling hunger back to the real world from the grey fog, and then traveled to the major archipelagos to find lucky pirates.
The wriggling hunger has not been sealed yet, so I still have to eat one person every day. Klein can only barely use it. He takes it out and feeds it every time he needs it. When the time is almost done, he will throw it back into the fog. Anyway, he will not make up the difference in the middle.
If the 'wriggling hunger' dares to make trouble, feed it mushrooms!After finishing the ceremony, Klein put on the thin human leather gloves, his figure quickly faded into transparency and disappeared from the spot.
…………
After dinner, waiting until the wriggling hunger howled above the grey mist, Crane made an excuse of being uncomfortable and entered the bathroom and took it out, teleporting it outside the Brave Bar in the Beckland Bridge area.
During this process, he naturally changed his appearance and became a detective Sherlock Moriarty with black hair, brown eyes, beard and glasses.
Bending down and rolling up his trousers, Klein laughed at himself, lowered the brim of his hat, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and entered the bar.
Asked the bartender, he took a glass of Southwell beer and came outside the No. 3 billiard room, knocking on the locked door with his fingers.
Dong, Dong, Dong... In the rhythmic sound, the door creaked and cracked a gap.
Ian, with bright red eyes, looked at him and immediately smiled:
Sir, please come in.
Because the weather was getting hotter and hotter, he did not wear the old coat anymore and simply put on a linen shirt.
Klein nodded with a smile, flashed into the billiard room, and quickly took all the scenes inside:
Marichi, with a little messy hair, was wearing a white shirt, a black vest and black pants, holding a long pole and bent over there to play pool.
Perhaps impressed by the chaos caused by Sherlock Moriarty, he did not call up his own zombies to play cards this time.
haven't seen you for a long time.Klein took the initiative to say hello.
At the same time, Sharon, wearing a small black hood and a court dress of the same color, appeared on the other side of the table and sat quietly on the high stool.
Good evening, ma'am.Klein's eyes moved over and gave a bow with a smile.
Sharon stood up in a slump, lifted up the hem of the skirt, bowed slightly, and responded politely, while Marichi put down the club and said in a low and slightly hoarse manner:
It seems you are still staying in Beckland.
His face was still so pale, but the malice hidden in his brown eyes had faded a lot, and it seemed that the restraint during this period was quite effective.
It can be seen that the acquisition of the Crimson Crown made him on the verge of collapse every time he was full moon, and even sedatives had to change new varieties frequently.
Klein did not respond positively to Marichi's words. He walked to the table, put down his beer glass, and smiled:
Sorry, I could have sold you the extraordinary feature of "resentful soul" but unfortunately it was lost.
Sharon's blue eyes did not turn, and he did not seek the reason, and just asked simply:
Is it okay?
She knew that the extraordinary characteristic of the resentful soul in Sherlock Moriarty's mouth belonged to the General of Blood Seniore, and the General of Blood is Sherlock Moriarty's secret puppet. The absence of the extraordinary characteristic of the resentful soul means the damage and loss of the secret puppet, which is not a trivial matter for the corresponding extraordinary person.
Fortunately, at least I was not hurt.Klein sighed and laughed.
No wonder I didn't see Seniore this time... Marichi whispered suddenly.
Neither Marichi nor Miss Sharon care too much about that resentful soul. Extraordinary characteristics... They have another channel, or a way?Klein keenly grasped the situation and asked:
What's going on this time?
Marichi immediately looked at Ian. The calm boy who could be called a big boy did not ask much questions, quickly exited the billiard room and closed the door casually.
Sharon's face, like a doll, had no expression floating, and let Marichi say:
The day after tomorrow, a ship from the Southern Continent will arrive at Pulitz Port, which is closely related to the Rueon military.
The ship is loaded with many treasures and cultural relics plundered from the Star Plateau, the Pas Valley, and the Hagati Grassland. Among them is a mummy, which is the 19th king of the ancient Highland Kingdom, Tutansis II.
The original language of the Southern Continent did not originate from ancient Foxac, and had its own structure. In ancient Highland language, the king was also called "Kadev", which is an exclusive vocabulary. It was translated as "Pharaoh" by Emperor Rossell. I don't know what he thought. Also, "Mummy" was also named by him. In short, "Pharaoh" means the son of the gods, the king of humans.
Tutansis II was once a high-sequence powerhouse, but after his death, the corresponding characteristics had been recycled, only the body was left behind and made into a mummy.
For other extraordinary people, this is a spiritual material and an excellent object for making zombies, but for us, it has extra meaning and very important significance. Our goal this time is to get this mummy of Tutansis II.
Extra meaning?
What additional significance does the corpses of high-sequence power without extraordinary characteristics besides being used as materials?
Klein's heart moved and suddenly remembered the behavior of Ms. Hermit to buy a drop of mythical creature's blood.
Could it be that the ceremony of Sequence 5 Resentful Soul Promotion Sequence 4 Puppets?
Miss Sharon has already got the recipe and has digested the resentful soul potion?
Judging from her usual life, she is always playing the role of a resentful soul, and maybe she has digested it long ago... However, the words of the evil spirit in the underground ruins before seemed to show that Miss Sharon did not have a puppet potion recipe at that time. Well, everyone has their own circle. It is not too strange that Miss Sharon has a way to get it... Klein glanced at Sharon thoughtfully and did not find any obvious changes she had compared to before. She still looked like a doll better than a living person, but there was no sign of more gloomy.
Sharon sat there quietly, watching Sherlock Moriarty and Marichi intently, listening to their conversation.
If it is just a high-sequence mummy without extraordinary characteristics, the level of protection will not be too high. Even if it is only the two of you, it should be able to steal it without much difficulty.Klein thought about it and asked questions.
In his opinion, Sequence 5 can already be called a quasi-strong man. Unless the ship is guarded by a demigod, it is difficult to effectively stop Miss Sharon’s target is just a mummy. After all, there are too many important items that the extraordinary people in charge need to protect, and they may also be scattered in different cabins due to different preservation methods.
This time, Sharon gave the explanation, and she still said so concisely:
Worry is the trap that the Rose School targets us.
If not, £1,000, if there is, we are responsible for attracting attention, you take that mummy, which depends on the danger, ranges from £5,000 to £10,000.
Ah... Klein didn't respond immediately. After thinking about it, he asked instead:
Do you know the Spiritual Predators?
Resentful souls are also an extraordinary type of people who can effectively move in the spiritual world.
Sharon nodded slightly and said:
I can use gold pounds to combine relevant information from the spiritual plunderers as rewards.
Klein Yes, said:
I'll think about it and write a letter to reply to you before the early morning.
As an excellent fortune teller, he had to go above the gray fog to confirm the level of danger, but what he can be sure of now is that this is definitely not a trap for him, because he has no need for mummies.
good.Sharon said with a constant expression.
Klein did not say goodbye directly, walked to the door, greeted Ian in, and asked casually:
Any news worth noting recently?
Ian thought about it and said one relatively important news after another:
...Someone is asking about the organization that believes in the "fool"...
Klein smiled in surprise:
A young man with dark hair and green eyes?
He suspected it was Leonard Mitchell.
Ian shook his head:
No, dark hair and dark eyes.
Which gentleman from the Aurora Club?Klein thought about it and said:
Can you draw it?
... Ian was stunned for a second and said to himself, then you may never recognize who he is.
At this time, Sharon spoke:
I can help you.
OKIan breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then as ordered, he prepared a fairly simple ceremony.
Then, he completed a sketch with trembling and convulsions in his possession of the resentful soul:
It was a young man with slightly curly black hair, wide forehead, thin cheeks, dark eyes, and monocles.
Amon!
The blasphemer Amon!
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