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Leave the luxury carriage on the Earl of Hall.

Luke is chatting with Mrs. Mary about the distinguished guest, such as the Chairman of the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, the Director of the National Weather Service, Sir Desshaw, such as the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, the President of the Royal Meteorological Society, and the House of Commons, Kay. Mr. Fu, such as the director of medical health in the county, the famous doctor, Mr. Haxley.

They are all people with extensive influence in the government, the royal family or the House. The final report of this committee will become the most important basis for the scheduled Anti-Pollution Act and the Smoke Emissions Reduction Act.

Coim, which specializes in anthracite and charcoal, is pushing and accelerating this progress, leaving those old but huge competitors out of transition.

"They will definitely not swear by the Golden Pound. They will definitely lobby those heavyweights to interfere with our investigation. We must have a clear response. Just like Mr. Hibbert Hall said, we must master the paradox. Let newspapers and magazines repeatedly promote the terrible pollution of smoke..." Luke is a senior manager of Coim, a major shareholder of Mary's master company, and he is quite capable.

Between the chats, Luke suddenly noticed that his wife sat next to him but said nothing, just like losing his soul.

"Starling, what happened?" Luke asked with concern.

Starling came back and smiled:

"Nothing, it's a little tired."

"Yeah, after seeing so many big people, your spirit must have been highly tense. Now you can finally relax. It is normal to be exhausted. In fact, I am the same." Luke smiled.

Starling did not respond to him, but looked out the window and looked at the park with the lake.

Her ears are still vaguely echoing the casual words of the aristocratic girl before:

"450 pounds."

“A trained hound, the price is between 450 and 700 pounds.”

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

Silver City, the bottom of the round tower.

Dyke Berg has been trapped in a small room, eating and taking medicine on time, his mental state is getting better, and auditory hallucinations and illusions are no longer there.

In a day or two, I should be able to go out... I am always in such an environment, I am really panicked... The leader of the exploration team next door, who was shut down for forty-two years, is still very awake. Reason, change is me, must be crazy... However, the things he explores and the strange monsters are very attractive, even a little scary... Dairik sits on the edge of the bed and looks at the candle that has burned to the end. .

He will be in real darkness before the caretaker delivers the next food and potion.

At this moment, there was a fog in front of his eyes, and the voice of the "fool" was heard in the ear:

"Prepare for the party."

Such changes are fleeting, and Dairik regains his attention and subconsciously counts the heartbeat.

However, he soon discovered that this was unnecessary because his current status is solitude and does not need to avoid others.

Dairik, who no longer counts the heartbeat, quickly thought of a problem:

That is, he is in the seal of the magical item at the bottom of the round tower. Will Mr. Fool’s move to pull people into the fog will be discovered and detected?

This is one of two magical items that have not been completely destroyed by Silver City in several distresses!

In the midst of uneasiness and uneasiness, Dairik, who had never been able to make a decision, saw a boundless red glow in the void, and saw that they were just a rush, drowning themselves.

The small, enclosed room was quiet, and even the breathing was weak to the extreme.

Suddenly, the metal wall that separated from Dyke and the former exploration team captain made a "beep" sound.

This is the secret code that the two seek to chat with each other.

"Hey!"

He bent his finger on the opposite side and knocked it again.

After that, the third, which should have been continually followed, did not appear for a long time.

After a while, the voice of "笃" was hesitated again. Then, both rooms fell into silence, and there was no movement.

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

Audrey, who finished the luncheon, practiced the piano and took time to return to her bedroom.

As she passed the study of her father, Count Earl, she saw the door half-covered, with a stack of thick documents on the table.

"I didn't have it before..." Audrey was curious, slowed down and made a look at the golden-haired big dog Su Shi.

Su Shi, who became a "audience", often needs only a small hint to understand what the owner wants to do. Of course, it occasionally pretends not to understand, but only wants to lie down.

Su Shi, who received the secret code, trotting silently, slid into the study, and then explored the two front legs, held on the edge of the table, and stood upright.

It quickly glanced at the front page of the stack of documents, and returned to Audrey's side, pressing down the voice:

“A survey of living conditions at all levels in the Eastern District, the Docklands and the Factory District.”

"Audrey, what does this mean?"

Survey of living conditions at all levels in the Eastern District, Docklands and Factory Districts? Why did Dad suddenly do this investigation? I remember that I did not mention similar things to him... Audrey was puzzled for a while and did not care to answer Su Shi’s question.

She looked around and saw the servants in everyone, not paying special attention to themselves, so she raised her head and calmly turned into the study of Earl Hall.

When he came to the desk, Audrey looked down at the investigation report and found that the title was exactly the same as that described by Su Shi.

Well, it’s a typewriter. The investigator is a reporter named Mike Joseph. There is a goddess’ emblem. Is this the goddess church commissioner? Why do you want to give Dad a copy? Hey, Dad is a believer in the goddess. Does the church want him to give some support in this matter? This is a good thing... Audrey made a preliminary judgment.

She originally had the idea of ​​asking people to do similar investigations, but felt that this did not meet the intention of her own secret guidance, it is easy to show the sense of existence, no longer ignored by other nobles, so hesitated and did not try.

Audrey reached out and flipped through the documents and found that the report on the Eastern District, the Docklands and the factory area was not only a copy of Mike Joseph, but also many people made field investigations from different angles.

Several of them even mentioned the spread of cults, and some extraordinary people colluded with gangs.

Huh... Audrey looked at the wall clock in the study room and saw that it was close to three o'clock. He gave up the intention to read it carefully and restored the document to its original state.

Before going out, she took the book and disguised it as a purpose.

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

At three o'clock, the knocking sound of the wall clock is still echoing. Audrey has appeared in the majestic palace in the dark red and illusory light, appearing on the side of the ancient long table.

She sketched her smile and got up to the top of the first line:

"Good afternoon, ‘fool’ Mr.~”

After receiving a gentle dagger, she separately greeted the "downside down", "world", "magician" and other people, and keenly found that "the sun" seemed a little uneasy.

"What are you worried about?" Audrey asked.

This makes it clear that Klein, who is not in the right state of the small "sun", does not need to speak for himself.

Entering this mysterious space in advance, he slightly packed up the items placed on the tabletop, and threw Azick copper whistle, biotoxin bottle, spiritual squad copper whistle and so on into the corner, and completely covered with thick fog.

Today, the desktop in front of him is only covered with a "black emperor" card.

This is enough to match the "fool" identity!

"Sun" Dairik did not conceal, immediately "sick" himself, was sent to the bottom of the round tower to isolate the treatment of the whole thing, and finally asked:

"Mr. Dear Mr. Fool, will that magical item find me attending the Tarot?"

How do I know... I don't even know what it is... But there is nothing or a strange or powerful force trying to invade... Well, even the "eternal glory" and "real creator" have not found it... ... Kline’s fingers tapped on the edge of the bronze long table, and the answer was “easy”:

"Normally, it can't be found."

“But some magical items have a peculiar effect.”

Seeing Mr. Fool’s affirmative reply, Dairik was relieved a lot, he sighed:

"I don't know what strange effect it has."

“This is one of the top secrets of Silver City.”

Having said that, he suddenly remembered the thing that the former exploration team leader said, and asked:

"Have you ever heard of Amon?"

Amon? Klein thought about the source of familiarity.

But he did not rush to answer, but instead turned his attention to the "downside down man". He knew that the middle of the storm church also knew "Amon" and that he might know more than himself. Similarly, "justice." "Audrey also looked at the "downside down", she heard the name last time, it is from the other side.

"Magic" Firth listened with a stunned look and always felt that the things discussed here were outside the scope of his knowledge.

"The hanging man" Alger frowned, and asked inexplicably:

“In the process of exploring the surrounding area, did you meet a person who claimed to be Amon?”

"Or, found a similar record?"

"Sun" Dairik seriously nodded:

"Yes, forty-two years ago, a team of exploration squads met a man who claimed to be Amon in the dark. After returning to Silver City, they went crazy and lost control. Only one was left at the bottom of the round tower. Just, just next door to me."

"Maybe, he is also crazy, it is just a delusion..." "Magic" Foers made a guess with his rich experience in the creation of novels.

"Inverted man" Alje looked at the top of the "fool" Mr., saw him calm and calm, did not make any indication, so boldly said:

“Imagination is a possibility, but I will not think of the name 'Amon’ for no reason.”

He looked sideways at the "sun" road:

"In the Quaternary, the amount, in the 1500 years ago in our country, or even longer, there was such a family that possessed the power of strangeness. They belonged to the Tudor dynasty, and the surname was Amon."

"Even in the age of many high-sequence strong, the family's last name is also a taboo."

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