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A day in the life of "Edward Vaughan".

I woke up from the gorgeous and luxurious Intis-style bed and stared at the top of the bed with cascading curtains for a few minutes. All the furniture had been with me for more than a hundred years, and I could close my eyes at every relief line on the bedpost.

Imagine it. Every time the allies and Richard saw them, they would show their expressions as if they wanted to decorate them with some ivory and gems, or secretly take away a gold-inlaid chair or carved drawers to auction.

I go to bed on time at 11 o'clock every night, drink a glass of warm water before going to bed, and get up at 8 o'clock in the morning. Both Russell and Adela praise me for my humanity.

I started working. I moved my allies to the side.

Since He came, He has been able to do some of the work of looking after the ledgers. He seemed very unhappy, but I was very happy.

I neatly piled the bills of various institutions for this month and the expenditure report of the Aurora Society for this week into His stroller. He rolled his eyes and reluctantly took out a book from the middle to read.

A huge bloody red seal was stamped at the end of the ledger:

This month's "loss" was two hundred and twenty pounds, five soles and eightpence.

The pupil of the ally is earthquake, and I have lost two pieces of money for my clothes this month, which is undoubtedly aggravating the situation for the already poor Aurora Society. But he has accepted it all and continues to look for other reports.

"Financial application: Two intelligence officers in Ahowa County accidentally left wrong identification documents when passing on the news. They were later arrested as Intis spies. They have prepared materials and require a total of four hundred pounds for bail.

Comment: No money. Let them jailbreak themselves.”

"Report: While participating in a charity event in Pulitzer Harbour, a dispute broke out with a Highlander gang, resulting in five deaths and ten injuries. The aftermath has been dealt with.

Comment: Well done, it’s okay to kill people, but don’t destroy the building.”

"Report: Your Excellency, the Beloved One, deliberately stirred up trouble and was unwilling to participate in the charity activities in Backlund East District. He has been sent back to the headquarters for training."

"Report: Mr. A, the God Envoy, has passed the merit assessment and is eligible for promotion. He also wishes to "still be promoted through this path, which is the path closest to the Lord." He refuses promotion through adjacent paths. There are currently no redundant Sequence 4 characteristics in the association. Is this right?

Are you going to post a task related to searching for potion ingredients?"

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The allies began to get busy, sometimes issuing oracles, sometimes wearing masks of pain over bills. Miss Forse Wall's manuscript will not be handed over to me for review until the afternoon, and the progress of the opera score can be slowed down. Near noon, I put on my clothes

Put on your coat and leisurely go out to the store to buy ingredients and bread.

I met a gentleman on another street from a law firm that cooperated with the editorial department. He said hello, and I said hello too.

Passing by the East District of Backlund, I took a look at the despair and pain of the people. I recalled the previous cooperation application sent by the Witch Sect. The detailed content was to help a high-level personnel digest the potion and complete the ritual. The location of the ceremony was in the East District. By then, it would be possible

Will cause large-scale disasters. Well, I must admit that I like the disasters caused by witches and hunters, but I don't like the death after the disaster. If she can extend the process of disaster and dying process indefinitely, then I will be more

interest.

However, the other party's cooperation treaty is to help allies descend. Now that the Aurora Society has successfully descended, there is no need to cooperate. As for whether the terms will be modified and continued, that is not something I have to think about.

This is a neighborhood where suffering and hope intersect, a blind spot in the vision of the gods, a place where cults and extreme emotions breed.

Most of the people living here would sell anything for a bite of bread. Life and soul are the cheapest, and labor is the most valuable thing. I remember that I should have seen the person in charge of the Pilgrimage Sect, but that was probably

That happened more than twenty years ago.

At noon, go back and cook. The allies are determined not to use this method to maintain humanity.

He is only Sequence 8, you can't help him.

I built my happiness on His pain, which is good. After a short lunch break, I took the completed music manuscript and went out early to prepare for the interview with Miss Forth at around three o'clock in the afternoon.

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During this period of time, I decided to go to my favorite club to kill some time first, because there were various rest places and enough afternoon tea to choose from, and there was also a professional and fully equipped band to help me preview in advance - Ally

After God descended, I went there to pack food more often. If I didn't have to be a member to enter, I really hope that Miss Fors can come here and talk to me.

Another person greeted me. I nodded and smiled in return.

After a brief conversation, I learned that the front desk was checking in for a new member. The woman who greeted me turned out to be a fan of my work and came to the Club every week.

The new member seemed to be a detective. He didn't pay attention to me, and I didn't pay attention to him. The waiter arranged for me a private reading room with a piano and notified the resident band to rehearse.

The rehearsal went very smoothly.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, I met Miss Forse at her usual place and we had a great conversation. I complimented her on her exquisite smoky makeup.

——The smoky eye is a makeup invented by Russell. It is used to reflect the deep eye sockets and increase the three-dimensional sense of the facial features. It is very popular in Intis.

During the conversation, I asked about the Abraham family. Miss Fors knew nothing about it and was very interested in the secrets of the Fourth Age revealed in my few words. It seemed that she got the bracelet by chance.

, and become an Extraordinary "apprentice".

Her bracelet has such strong polymerization properties with the sealed object I was carrying at the time, so it must be a product of the Abraham family, or at least a legacy of someone closely related to the Abraham family. Since Miss Fors used it, there is a high probability that it will be used on the full moon.

When I heard the cry of "Bethel Abraham" under the control of the fallen Mother Goddess.

However, there is no direct conflict of interest between the Fallen Mother Goddess and me. I don’t have to stop Him from helping Abraham or even Mr. Men. Even if the Fallen Mother Goddess is slightly better, the chances of tearing the seal and recovering the source of essence will be greater.

It would be better if it overwhelms the Mother Tree of Desire.

Her progress is good, although her handwriting becomes more sloppy as she goes to the end, but the plot and line design are much better than the first two times. The lines in the drama are more exaggerated, gorgeous and obscure than the dialogue in the novel, so it is a good thing to be able to make the transition smoothly -

—I was very satisfied, which meant that I could successfully complete the work, so I gave her part of the royalties in advance as an encouragement.

Everyone is happy.

I was going to go home and put down the manuscript and music scores, but my ally asked me to go to the Aurora Conference. I asked him what he was going to do, and he said that Mr. A had received a big order. The specific details were not clear and needed to be explained in detail.

"There is a reward for assassinating Ambassador Intis. Although I don't know the specific price, the reward is 10,000 pounds."

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Mr. A sat silently in the underground church, praying quietly with his eyes lowered. The Dark Saint sitting next to him was also silent, trying to figure out the possible meaning behind this mission.

"Internal strife among the nobles? Or is it that Roen intends to use this method to provoke a war with Intis?" Kesma muttered to himself uncertainly, "But this approach may not be too straightforward.

Bai, it's too obvious, and after completing the mission, you will inevitably suffer violent retaliation from the four churches and the military in the two countries. You have done a good job. The risks we have taken deserve higher rewards, especially after the Lord returns.

A critical moment for the earth.”

"Praise the Lord." Mr. A recited devoutly.

"Praise the Lord." Kesma also closed her eyes and recited silently.

After the underground church was quiet for a few seconds, Mr. A spoke first: "I am going to assassinate Ambassador Backlund tonight, because he happened to hold a dance at his home for some reason, and this is a good opportunity to get in. Please help.

A quick victory, I pray for the help of the Holy One."

"No problem. Expand the abilities of the "Recorder" you herded. The cooperation between the Witch Sect and us has been stranded. Otherwise, we can also use this to obtain some of their abilities. The disease curse is quite useful."

After that, the two sealed off the underground church. Mr. A used the ability of "Record", and Kosma transformed into a black knight several meters tall, wearing armor that seemed to be forged with shadows, wielding a giant sword, and demonstrating the most basic thing over and over again.

The most powerful cutting skill. After failing for more than twenty times, I finally succeeded in recording a saint-level jumping cut.

"At present, it seems that force is enough, but it lacks the ability to control the opponent." Kesma returned to human form, flipped through Mr. A's "notes" and thought about it carefully, "You can use the lawyer's ability, bribery or distortion.

Temporarily imprisoned, but after switching, you must face the danger of being attacked by the ambassador's bodyguards..."

"I can help you, such as "imprisonment" of dirty words."

A voice that always contained a demonic and seductive tone came from behind them. The devil walked out of the simulated "abyss" and greeted the two of them with a smile: "Maybe you need more direct help? I don't know.

How strong can you record it? "Death" should be enough to kill the ambassador and all living things in the current venue, which is suitable for assassination."

"Thank you for your kindness. Our purpose is only to cause the death of an ambassador, not the lives of all the nobles and wealthy businessmen present. This will involve the forces behind them." Before Mr. A could speak, Kesma immediately

Answer, "Extraordinary abilities at the angel level are too precious. After being recorded, they will probably be able to perform at the level of a top saint. Perhaps what we need is your "Confinement" related spells."

"Confusion and despair are the true nature of everything. That's all. This is the wish of the allies. I'm just here to see if you need help."

The Angel of the Abyss doesn't care about being rejected. His temper is always unimaginably good, which makes people dare not be scorned and fear them unspeakably:

"Our believers have been working closely together recently. I don't mind helping the envoys of our allies with a little help. I can give you "death" and "imprisonment". If you have other demonic abilities on your record, I may be able to pass them through."

Infuse them with spirituality and elevate them to the level of saints."

Mr. A was overjoyed and immediately set up the recorder. After trying again and again for more than an hour, he finally successfully recorded his ability. He had already contacted the person who provided help in advance, and he was a timber merchant who was invited to the dance. Their family just happened to be

They are all devout believers of the Lord - when the time comes, Mr. A will hide in the body of his accompanying daughter, allowing the girl to use her appearance to seduce the ambassador to be alone, and then he will wait for an opportunity to assassinate her.

This devout and respectable girl will undoubtedly die, so the Aurora Society will give rewards and favors to this family who sacrificed their lives for the Lord, helping them listen to the teachings of the Lord's holy voice, become extraordinary, and change their names to escape subsequent dangers.

After Mr. A left, the Dark Saint asked: "Do you think we need to secretly investigate the publisher of the reward?"

"I don't think it's necessary." Edward didn't take it seriously. "Now is the time for the shrinking force to reorganize internally. There is no need to create extraneous branches. And the initiator behind it may not let you investigate his whereabouts and kill several related bounties.

The hunter just loses his way of making money, there is no point."

"I understand. Also, Your Excellency the Beloved One has disobeyed the arrangements and his reputation within the meeting is getting worse day by day. Do you need me to help mediate?"

"No need." He said, "I will handle this matter. If he makes any small moves or escapes, just tell me."

"Yes. There is one last thing." Kesma said, "A murder case was discovered somewhere in the East District. The other party used the murder method of eviscerating the internal organs. We suspect that Backlund has a "demon" acting secretly."

"...This is actually an interesting thing."

The Angel of the Abyss touched his chin and showed a rather interested smile: "Please help me keep an eye on it, but with the combination of extraordinary characteristics, they will run into me sooner or later... Let me see, which family sent me snacks?"

TBC

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I’m really tired every day! I really want to fish!

*The three major demon families saw Edward just like Jacob saw Amon.

*Every time Edward goes out: he is very impressive and full of confidence. In fact, no one knows the person he greets. Who are you, who are you, and who are you.jpg
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