"Let me guess, this should be the suggestion of the 'mysterious' god, right?"
Will Auceptin flipped the cards in his hand quickly, and the precipitation of time was hidden under the child's clear eyes.
You could have pretended to be a child just now, so why are you starting to get to the bottom of it now... Klein slowly took his eyes away from Dai Li and sighed softly:
"Actually, He just told me about the entanglement between you and Ourolius, and then gave me the decision-making power."
"He said that if I want to cooperate with you, this is the best choice and a guarantee for both of us."
Of course, Klein would not tell all the truth, so he deliberately blurred the relationship between him and "Secret" in his words.
"This seems to be His style..." Will Asceptin nodded slightly, flipped his stubby fingers nimbly, and a Tower card fell onto the bed sheets.
On the painted card, a white tower was struck by lightning, and a figure fell from the top. What awaited him was the deep darkness at the bottom that he could not see clearly.
"As a qualified fortune teller, you shouldn't need me to explain the meaning of this card to you, right?" Will Auceptin asked sideways.
Tower card, does it mean upcoming disaster or change?
Klein was a little unsure of what the other party meant, but he still nodded.
"Of course, I can read the results of tarot divination myself."
The Tower card on the bed sheet was taken away. Will moved his body, which was a little sore after sitting for a long time, and then lay back on his bed.
"Just say it if you understand. In short, I agreed to your additional request, and the content of my entrustment to you remains unchanged. My father's matter will be resolved within one day, and after that, it will be the time when we all look forward to the blessing of fate.
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As he spoke, he didn't give Klein a chance to react. The psychedelic feeling that filled the room instantly dissipated, the rich color patches melted into the air, and Dai Li, who had empty eyes, gradually regained consciousness.
Her pupils refocused, and a smile quickly appeared on her face. She chuckled and said to Will, who was lying on the bed with a tired look on his face:
"Thank you for your cooperation. We will drive away those devils soon."
"Thank you, sister..."
Although there was a person in the middle, Klein still had a clear view of Will's expression. Looking at his pitiful look, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.
A charlatan who loves acting...
On the hospital bed, Dai Li, who had no idea what had just happened, took out another batch of medicine from his pocket and gently shook it in front of Will Asceptin's nose a few times. His eyelids curled up in the bed suddenly shuddered.
I got up and fell asleep within a few seconds.
"Alas, the ventilation in the ward here is really bad. After coaxing the child, I felt dazed. It was like I was halfway through the work. Instead of being excited, I felt sleepy." After doing all this, Dai
Li put away her props, casually tucked the strands of hair behind her ears, and said casually to Klein behind her.
Although she doubted Sherlock Moriarty's true identity, she still put the Nighthawk's identity first, abided by the rules, and included Klein within the scope of influence when arranging the hypnosis ritual.
This may have been a difficult task for her during the "Psychic" period, but since she was promoted to "Necromancer", she has been able to complete multi-line operations by using spirits.
After all, if it is true as he guessed, no matter what Sherlock Moriarty's identity is, he will realize his true identity in the church, which is certainly not an extraordinary revelation.
But if you really just haven't been able to get rid of the bubbles of the past, and the so-called familiarity is really just an illusion, then if you don't care to hide the extraordinary in front of the other person, wouldn't it be breaking the rule of not involving ordinary people?
"Perhaps, I felt a little dizzy just now. I really don't know how this poor child survived." Klein ignored the unhealthy part of the other party's words and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose as usual.
If it were the captain, he might try to change the subject with an embarrassed look on his face... He thought a little divergently.
The plain white curtains behind her were fluttering in the wind. Dai Li's eyes darkened and she stopped joking.
"Okay, now we need to keep an eye on Mr. Aucetin and accompany him to Silveras Field. My colleagues will handle the rest."
She didn't say which aspect it was at the same time.
"As you wish, ma'am." Klein followed the good example, but in exchange for another sharp look, he was glared hard.
Did I do something wrong again?
He paused, then followed Dai Li out of the ward slowly, with the plain white curtains behind him still fluttering in the wind.
...
On the street outside the hospital, watching the carriage belonging to the Ascetin family go away, the carriage driver who just saw two gentlemen and a policewoman standing by the road, and thought he could pick up an order, sighed melancholy.
.
"Follow the carriage ahead."
Suddenly, he turned around and found that at some point, a gentleman in a maroon coat had sat in his carriage, holding up his hand and handing him a five-pound note.
When did he come up?
The coachman took the banknote blankly. The urge to inquire further and the lovely mimeographed scent of the gold pound only confronted each other in his mind for a second. The reality of making money kicked out the useless gossip thoughts in his mind.
who cares!
"Sir, please sit down!" The bearded coachman waved his whip vigorously, and the horse standing lazily on the street neighed dissatisfied and strode forward.
Dunn, who was sitting in the carriage, slowly leaned on the back of his chair, covering his face with his palms.
"What the hell am I doing..."
............
A warm drizzle enveloped the entire city of generosity. Three ladies with different styles walked quickly through the chaotic alleys with various buildings on both sides, not caring about the mud on the ground.
Tracy, who was walking at the front, held a piece of paper tightly in her hand. The irregular rough edges had been completely soaked, and the ink stains on it had spread to all sides, making it almost impossible to see the original handwriting.
This is the information Tracy received before from the spies she arranged here.
Just now, when Poseidon was confronting "Sea King" Courtman, the fleet that she had essentially abandoned had been destroyed by the punishers of the Church of Storms. Now her only remaining ship is hidden in the Resistance Army.
The flagship of the port - the Black Death.
Damn the storm believers! What kind of stimulation did they get? They have been chasing and killing their own fleet since they first became pirate generals. After the Loen military attacked the pirate conference, these reckless men at sea also asked for blood.
Like sharks, they came after hearing the news and kept chasing her fleet.
Don't they have anything else to do?
He actually chased me as a Sequence Five from the Raging Sea to the Sonia Sea!
If I hadn't just become a pirate general and urgently needed to establish contact with the King of the Five Seas, I might as well not have participated in this pirate conference!
The more Tracy thought about it, the angrier she became.
She couldn't understand why she was being pursued and rounded up by the Church of Storms.
"Captain, why don't we take a break?" In the rain, the maid, also dressed in a robe, tilted her head and carefully suggested against Tracy's side.
From the moment they left the Black Death until now, they have almost never stopped, wandering around in this city that is jointly supported by various forces.
"Even you should take a break..." In order to make her words more convincing, she suppressed the strong disgust in her eyes and pointed at the other person who was following Tracy.
lady.
In the rain, Elaine, whose face was mostly covered by a cloak, looked pale. Although the magic potion from the "Arsonist" strengthened her physical fitness, running around for a day in a row still inevitably left a faint ring under her eyelids.
of black.
"Okay..." Looking at the haggard look of her "lover", Tracy almost let go, but when she thought of the warning her mother's messenger gave her, and what happened not long after receiving the secret message, she
I still had to be cruel and forced myself to look away and said:
"No, we have to hold on for at least another hour."
It's almost the time agreed in the mother's secret letter. As long as I meet my mother, it doesn't matter how long I need to rest.
"There's no need to insist. How about following me back to the church to rest underground?"
Boom!
In the sky shrouded by cumulonimbus clouds, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky. Above the narrow alley, a lady with blond hair and blue eyes was looking down at the three people who looked slightly embarrassed, with a slight sneer on her pretty face.
"you again?"
The colorless thread spread around itself, and Tracy subconsciously stood in front of her two companions. Her heroic slender eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and she stared at Lily Melody in the air, with resentment in her eyes.
Almost overflowing.
This guy has been chasing her since she was still in the Raging Sea. She has killed one of her third officers and nearly ten Beyonder crew members, and two ships were destroyed in her hands.
"Actually, you should feel lucky. At least compared to the punishers here, we are willing to accept prisoners."
Lily Melody, who was floating in the air, put away her smile, and there seemed to be lightning flashing between the hair tips blowing in the wind behind her. It was fluttering upward and around in violation of the laws of nature. I wonder if it was affected by the rain. Looking at it from a distance
, the end of her long hair was actually dyed a little dark blue.
"Going to be an 'experimenter' underground? Then I might as well die." After a brief panic, Tracy regained her composure and looked straight. The terrifying plague was mixed in the air. She raised her arm lightly and fired several frost spears.
They were all ready, most of them pointed in the air, but two of them pointed at the corner of the alley behind them.
Boom!
The light and shadow of lightning once again illuminated the dim sky. Elaine and the maid, who looked equally solemn, were inspired and subconsciously looked in the direction where Tracy was distracted.
In the air penetrated by raindrops, a figure with gray hair gradually emerged. The robe on his body was embroidered with patterns of storms and waves, and even in the rain, there was no water on it.
The blood-red eyes of Fernando Connors, the ascetic monk of the Church of the Storm who had just exited the "psychological invisibility", suddenly darkened, and fierce winds roared around him in circles, and the electric light gathered in front of him.
"'Disease Witch' Tracy, in the name of God, I declare that you are under arrest."