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After looking at the "trial" card in his hand, he paused and said:

"This is in line with my expectations."

The "fool" shrouded in fog was gently beheaded and said:

"Beckland time, every Monday, three o'clock in the afternoon, meet here, get ready in advance.

“At the party, you can exchange intelligence, materials, recipes, and knowledge, and you can pay a price to delegate the task to other members.”

I thought about it for a while, and I was amazed:

"Yes, ‘fool’.”

She thought that she would stop here today, but once again heard the sound of the top of the bronze long table:

"What did you do before you were eroded by that kind of power?"

Sure enough, it was eroded... I decided to settle the gods and completely described the process of exploring the castle with Fols, focusing on the bronze door that was called the “Gate of Darkness” and the erosion. Become an old castle guard of grievances.

Then, she noticed that Mr. "fool" had a slight bow, and the voice whispered gently:

"Before sequence 4, don't enter the old castle again.

"Let's go back."

He immediately got up and followed the descriptions in various religious ceremonies and respected the ceremony:

"Your wishes are my will."

Her voice just fell, and there was a deep red rose in front of her eyes. When everything disappeared, she returned to the real world and was holding a large tree.

Subconsciously looked at the back of the hand and found that the dark spots above were desperately lightened, and then lifted his head and looked at the worried Foss staring at himself.

At the intersection of sights, Fols first had a joy, and immediately showed a sly smile, opened his mouth, and did not know what to say.

Hugh slowly vomited and pointed to the front:

"Go back to the town first."

"Good!" Foers replied without hesitation.

At this time, above the fog, "Foolish" Klein is tapping the edge of the mottled long table, thinking about the "magic" and "trial" two ladies today.

The things or powers sealed by the "Glory Gate", even if they do not escape, can erode the guards and explorers outside. The degree of horror is just a thought, it is daunting!

Moreover, this kind of pollution is rooted in the spirit. If you want to solve it, Klein has only two ways. One is to let the eroded person hold a complete ceremony, and to mobilize the power of the mysterious space above the fog, with the help of the "sun brooch". Complete the purification, the second is to directly pull the spirits here, using the fog to "anti-virus", in view of the situation at the time there is no time, he chose the latter.

"What could it be?

"The most erosive force belongs to the 'devil' path...where is the abyss connected? This is not impossible. According to the description of the little 'sun', in the middle and early period of the Second Age, the devil often left the abyss and was active on the earth. Until the ancient sun gods turned out to make the ancient gods fall, they returned to the abyss and closed them. According to this statement, the northern continent has an entrance to the underground ancient road leading to the abyss, quite normal... need to build a castle, send people Watching, can also imagine...

"The problem is that, thousands of years have passed, how can there be slaps there? Devils want to return to the earth?" Klein initially made a guess.

For the time being, he did not explore the abandoned castle and verified his intentions, because it seems that there will be no major changes in a short period of time - in his heart, since the information of this castle comes from the inside of the blood, it can be completely "Moon" Emlin first made further information collection to figure out the history of the castle.

Converging on the idea, Klein untied the citrine pendant, divination was a matter of urgency, and got a negative answer.

He immediately returned to the real world, waiting for the local ruler General Messanes to come with a deposit.

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

At two o'clock in the afternoon of Fenerport, Haggis, dressed in a big back and dressed as a northern gentleman, was protected by a team of guards, carrying a black suitcase and ringing the door of Dawn Dontes.

"Please come in, please come in." The gentle and elegant voice came out, first using the Lun language of Beckland's accent, and then changed to local Dutan.

Haggis twisted the handle and pushed the door in. He saw the white-eyed, blue-eyed Dawn. Dontes was standing up from the easy chair by pressing the lower end of the black vest.

"Good afternoon, my friend." This gentleman with a very good shape and temperament went up two steps and extended his right palm.

This time, he changed back to Lun.

Haggis responded with a noble tone of Lun:

"It is my pleasure to be your friend."

After a light grip with Daun Dontes, he looked around and laughed:

"Is this your servant?"

He refers to the mixed-race young people standing behind the arms dealers. The implication is "trustworthy?" After all, when Donn Tangs visited the generals yesterday, he did not bring any servants.

"Yes, his biggest advantage is that he is good at keeping secrets." Dawn Don Tass smiled and pointed to the leather sofa opposite the easy chair.

Haggis was surrounded by two guards, and he closed the door and sat down. He smiled and said:

"I have heard of an Intis slang, the rumor is that the Russell the Great said.

"He said that only the dead can keep secrets."

Dawn Don Tass laughed and said:

"Russell the Great also said another sentence:

"The body can open."

"Yes? I heard it for the first time." Haggis enjoyed the process of communicating with the gentleman of the Northland. After a long chat, he lifted the suitcase next to it and opened it.

At this moment, there seemed to be a golden stream overflowing inside the suitcase. Under the sunlight of the window, the whole room seemed to be a little brighter.

Haggis then looked at Dawn Doncaster:

"5000 Lun Golden Pound, and gold coins and gold bars worth 5,000 pounds.

"This is a deposit.

"The remaining 30,000 pounds of banknotes and gold, I will always carry them, and wait until the arms delivery is completed and give it to you."

Dawn Dontes looked at a stack of banknotes, a piece of gold coin and a gold bar in the eyelids, and regained his gaze. He smiled and said:

"When to set off?"

Haggis closed the suitcase and handed it to the servant of Dawn Dontes, simply saying:

"tomorrow morning."

He paused for two seconds and turned to say:

"Mr. Tang Taisi, the general has a guest who wants to visit you."

Dawn Don Tae's expression has not changed, silent for a few seconds:

"When?"

"Now." Haggis said in a gesture that he did not dare to perfuse. "He is downstairs."

Dawn Dontes nodded slightly:

"Please come up."

Haggston sighed with relief, left the room with the guards, and went down the stairs.

It wasn't long before Luca, wearing a white silk robes, came up, and the silver hair was very neat.

Coming to the door of Dawn Dontes, he was about to raise his hand and heard a voice coming out:

"Please come in."

This time, Guvsak is used.

Luca did not change his expression and naturally pushed the door open.

He immediately saw that the middle-aged gentleman with good looks and temperament was standing right next to the easy chair and facing himself.

And on the easy chair, sitting a young man, black and brown, his face was thin, angular and temperamental.

Luca groaned, then walked forward, entered the room, and closed the wooden door.

After he calmly found a sofa to sit down, the gray-green eyes clearly reflected the figure of the young man opposite.

"German Sparo?" Luca asked to open the door.

German Sparrow outlines his mouth:

“It’s not a polite thing to call someone’s full name directly.”

Luca nodded and said:

"Sorry, I am rude. I remember that your promotion sequence 5 did not exceed half a year, or even only three months. Well, it should have been completed in the ruins of the gods. I did not expect that... you have become a demigod now, which makes me a bit Loss."

Gilman Spalo smiled and did not explain anything.

After a brief silence, he asked not quickly and slowly:

"Why are you visiting me?"

Luca calmly answered:

"do not know."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a bit weird, and Gelman Sparo seemed to have forgotten the old gentleman sitting opposite, and he needed to speak again.

Luca Wei moved invisibly and moved, saying:

"This is the case. I accidentally made a prediction. In that prophecy, I will be in a very troublesome situation in the future, and someone I met here in the past few days can help me cope.

"I'm not sure if it's you, but I don't want to admit my mistakes, I can't miss the idea. I finally decided to meet you and get to know each other."

"My name is Luca Brewster, the clergyman who serves the **** of knowledge and wisdom. She is currently responsible for the affairs of the church in West Byron."

Gilman Spalo nodded:

"Yes, I already know you, I don't think I need to introduce myself again?"

"Of course." Luca thought, "You should be a ‘诡师,’ and I recently received intelligence that Interics’s secret will change.”

He did not see the spooky expression of German Sparrow, the powerful adventurer of the five seas silenced:

"Zarato is back."

Luca’s pupil suddenly changed and he returned to normal.

Then he stood up and nodded and said:

"Since I have already met, then I should leave."

After saying this, he walked to the door, twisted the handle and left the room.

Sitting in the easy chair, Gelman Spalo watched his back cover being covered by a wooden door until it disappeared completely, and suddenly chuckled:

"It’s a **** stick."

"Yes." Dawn, who was standing next to the easy chair, found a position to sit down, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

The squint, white, blue, and deep, he and his face were thin and angular, and Mr. Spalo immediately looked at him with a smile.

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

On Monday afternoon, Dawn Dontes took out the gold-shelled pocket watch and glanced openly at the opposite of Haggis Road:

"Get to the destination soon, I think you need to take a break in advance."

"Great advice." Haggis agreed.

Daun Dontes pointed to the street ahead:

“There is a hotel there, we have a rest for a long time, and we will leave tomorrow morning.”

Haggis did not object, turned to the front and told the coachman a few words.

After the check-in, Dawn Dontes refused the afternoon tea invitation of Haggis on the grounds of a nap.

After more than half an hour and over the boundless fog, Klein sat in the position of being a "fool".

PS1: Actually, I wrote very satisfied in the previous chapter. Basically, except for psychological descriptions, I rely on the previous preparations, the behavior of the characters, and the choices made to give character and style, avoiding the situation of the routine, leaving a aftertaste. I can carefully understand what kind of person Hugh is, but it seems that many of my friends don't like it very much. I feel too sudden, too fast, and I will explain it later. I will not analyze the activities of my heart at the time. Anyway, every action, every choice, every sentence, has performance.

Why is there a sudden feeling? I think the problem is not in the plot, but in the structure. As a long piece, a lot of preparations and descriptions are too far apart. When I finally get together, it may be more appropriate to describe it than to describe it. After the light, you can make this lower shelf thicker.

Also, the fifth volume, I am preparing to adopt a new narrative technique, using some POV things. From the first chapter, I fixed the lens on a character, from his perspective, and then When there is a connection, the transition is made, so the many psychology and behavior of Xiaoke are played down. After that, this writing and normal writing will alternate.

PS2: I want to recommend the monthly ticket on Monday~