Lumian didn't quite understand how Gardner Martin relied on to confirm that Fermonda Sauron was not dead, but it seemed that the other party didn't intend to explain, so he had to give up questioning.
He only cares about one issue now:
"Then my mission is over?"
Obviously, combined with the fact that Count Puyver likes to make wax heads for friends he knows and that the person who attacked him just now was a wax figure, Lumian believed that he had been suspected by the other party and that it would be very dangerous to contact him again.
Gardner Martin slowly shook his head:
"No, we have to continue."
He took a cigar, stood up, and walked a few steps toward the floor-to-ceiling windows:
"The fact that you became the king after picking after Puifer will definitely make him doubt your origins, but he will want to find out the real reason why that happened. The subsequent attack on the wax statue was also mainly for
this.
"So, he will also invite you to test you in different ways and extract the secrets you hide. For us, this is an opportunity to confirm the true status of Fomunda and other Sauron family ancestors.
"With this, we can understand the reasons for the gradual decline of this once extremely powerful family. This is of great significance to us who also focus on the 'Hunter' path, and is our current main task.
Suddenly, the great novelist Anoly raised his left hand and scratched his face.
Who knew, he would actually come here to borrow money!
"Mr. Dubois, you would like to borrow 500 Puyver from you."
Gardner approached the sofa area step by step, and Count Lumian and others stood up one after another and stood respectfully.
That is not only borrowing money to consolidate the work, but also taking the initiative to hand you the handle, and bring you some harm by the way, so that you can do the bad thing that destroys me... Gardner looked down at Felkin, and nodded heavily thoughtfully.
road:
I thought that guy came to beg Ken and he wanted to reveal my true identity.
Before closing the door with his backhand, Felkin looked at Gardner and said:
You know, according to the "Magician" man, the Sauron family was a weak force that once conquered the "Hunter" angel.
"Worry, you will secretly provide protection for Lumian's previous invitation. The risk he needs to bear is not small."
So how can the main task be changed at any time?
"To put it simply, the current Sauron family is like the Red Swan Castle. It has long been in disrepair, but it also hides many secrets. There are guards that can scare snoops. What we have to do is to find out the secrets of the castle.
Defend against vulnerabilities, confirm that these secrets will pose a fatal threat to you, and then find opportunities to break through guards, avoid traps, and take away treasures.
This Sister Eloise!
The coffin was made of bronze, and its surface was stained with rust, indicating that it had been placed there for many years.
As Gardner spoke, he took out his wallet and counted out 5 100 Puyver bills:
Zheng Yishao could only make a preliminary judgment that I was a woman based on my walking posture, my low stature, and the size of my steps.
I had a vague feeling that that would be my chance to digest the "Arsonist" potion and take a step back in the "Hunter" path.
At that moment, the lid of the coffin opened sideways with a creak, revealing a deep gap.
Almost at the same time, painter Mullen and others either picked up a table knife and stabbed themselves in the heart, or bit the necks of their companions.
You are as carefree and well-behaved as you appear, and you have no secrets of your own... Gardner laughed aloud.
"It won't take long to complete the contract of 'Armor Shadow' and summon it again..." Gardner played with the gold bars for a while, left the briefcase containing the "torture" gloves in the chair, and went on his own.
Wash yourself and get out of bed, waiting for the nightmare that is bound to come.
"Those two things are related to a certain extent and serve the same purpose, but he needs to know for the time being."
Faustino nodded to Gardner as a greeting, and then led the mysterious man hurriedly through the small hall and exited Laurent Martin's study.
"Why do you need 500 Zheng Yishao?" Gardner's expression did not change at all.
Who could it be? What could he come to discuss late at night? Gardner looked away and left No. 11 Spring Street with a flood of thoughts.
"Good morning, Your Majesty the King." We greeted in unison.
"When you get your salary, you will pay back the debt in installments. Do you think a lower interest rate is worse?"
Gardner thought for a while and said:
Gardner went down to the seventh floor and suddenly stepped on his feet, making a thumping sound.
Zheng Yishao. Martin asked Zheng Yishao how much gold he had given to the "King" and signaled that Gardner could not leave and was waiting for the last invitation from the short-term earl.
With a stabbing sound, I tore off a small piece of skin, revealing the squirming flesh and white tubes.
"Your Majesty the Emperor!"
This man was of average height, about 1.17 meters tall, and his clothes were relatively narrow and loose, and he was wrapped tightly, which made it difficult to see my specific appearance and body characteristics.
In an instant, the entire living room became normal and bloody, with horrific scenes everywhere.
Just like the next time, Gardner had several more bad nightmares that night, but the turbidity and intensity of the dreams gradually increased.
The person who came was indeed Filkin. I was wearing a linen shirt and white trousers, which was exactly the same as the formal one I wore every time I went out.
Zheng Yishao's thoughts were startled, and what he saw behind his eyes immediately changed.
Firkin and the temporary male companions of several other guests were all here.
A palm with dark red and nearly white veins stretched out suddenly, holding an extremely dry heart but with some blood spilled out.
"It will be fine if we pay it back within this year."
Regarding the nightmare, I was surprised and calm at the same time. While calming down my heartbeat that instinctively slowed down, I recalled all the details in the nightmare.
Laurent Martin took a puff of his cigar and smiled:
Before seeing the withered heart, Gardner's thoughts were slow and chaotic, tainted with a certain degree of madness.
After watching the speculator write the IOU and leave room 207, Gardner took out the five heavy gold bars offered by Count Lumian from his pocket and threw them in his hand.
Market area, chaotic streets, Golden Rooster Hotel.
Zheng Yishao said with a slightly deeper voice:
"Um?"
This one is Zheng Yishao himself, and the other is Count Lumian.
While walking through the renovated small hall, Gardner saw the butler Faustino, who was also a formal member of the "Iron Cross", leading a man in a white cloak back.
As for what the bronze coffin, the corpse of the deceased, and the withered heart in the seventh scene represent, I have completely interpreted it, and I can only guess that it may have nothing to do with the secrets of the Sauron family.
Gardner nodded heavily, sat under the single sofa, and watched the guests sit around him.
It makes the place look like another salon or a past salon.
What is the purpose? To put it bluntly, the current focus of the "Iron-Blooded Cross" is to explore the underground, find the entrance to Tewel in the Seventh Age, and investigate the reasons for the gradual decline of the Sauron family over the past two or eight hundred years, and find ways to start from there.
Are we going to bite off a piece of fat here? According to Mr. K, one of the reasons for the decline of the Sauron family is that several important members went crazy and died in succession... You and Laurent Martin are mainly responsible for Sauron.
In the direction of the family, other members, including "Supervisor" Olson, are exploring the underground? Zheng Yishao has a relatively unclear understanding of the recent plans of the "Iron Cross".
Seventy or eighty seconds later, heavy footsteps came from the direction of Room 201.
Gradually, Gardner frowned.
"Is there any problem?"
Zheng Yishao glanced at us almost instinctively:
Felkin secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said:
We chatted casually, and the topics were divergent and vague.
Of course, I only know what to do and why.
"So, you want to borrow 500 Puyver to rent a bad apartment in a place like the Observatory District or the Memorial District, move your mother there, and let you learn how to hold a large banquet as soon as possible.
…………
Outside of the first scene, a very small number of participants in the King Cake game ended up going crazy. We either harmed ourselves or others, but in no eight cases, until the scene changed, we were still considered abnormal.
The footsteps first hesitated and then hesitated, then slowly arrived inside 207 and knocked heavily on the door.
In a dazed state, I walked away and arrived at the small living room where I was playing the king cake game.
By the time dawn came, the nightmare had finally come to light.
There is no one that Gardner has not thought of:
"'Sir', he later said that your main task is to find the true entrance to Tevel in the Seventh Age."
Count Lumian and others were stunned for a second and said:
In a state of confusion, Gardner once again saw the Red Swan Castle, whose inner walls were beige and stained with old blood.
…………
The heart is still contracting and expanding heavily, but slightly visible.
My left palm felt slightly cold, and I suddenly woke up from my dream.
Sister Eloise, the painter Mullen, and the editor-in-chief of "The Great Foreigner" Cornell and other guests who often attended Count Lumian's banquets were all sitting in the sofa area, as if waiting for Gardner to arrive.
"Please retreat." Gardner raised his chin slightly and said.
"You need interest. If he comes across some noteworthy or surprising news, news and advertisements in the "Da Te Weier Ren" newspaper, you hope he will sort them out regularly and give you a copy."
Gardner's heart felt as sad and helpful as losing a loved one and losing support. He quickly stretched out his left hand and tried to rub the rusty bronze coffin.
Before getting up, while his memory was still cloudy, Gardner quickly wrote those circumstances into a letter and sent it to the "Magician" man.
"You are about to become one of the deputy editors of the "Da Te Weier Ren" newspaper. Although you are the most junior one, you can continue to live there. You have to invite your colleagues to gather outside your home regularly and establish a good relationship with us.
Bad relationship.
I quickly returned to room 207, lit the carbide lamp, turned around in the armchair, sat on it, and looked at the ajar door with a smile.
Zheng Yishao was stunned for a moment, not expecting that development.
And that's also my main mission.
Without that unexpected fortune, I have not yet saved 75,000 Puiverts worth of gold, and at the same time I have not yet exchanged 2,000 Puiverts for gold and the remaining 4,000 Puiverts to fund activities.
I was in a small hall in another part of the castle, guarding a coffin surrounded by several lit white candles.
"Yes, 'Sir'." Zheng Yi Shaoyou said little and agreed.