For most people in Backlund, today is no different from ordinary days. If you have to worry about it, it is probably the New Year that is approaching. Many people rarely have time to take a vacation and are preparing for the upcoming New Year.
Old Kohler is also one of them. This old man became Klein's informant in the East District in the original work. Seeing that he was about to live a happy life, he fell like straw. In this world that was changed by Lin Ruo,
By chance, she met Klein who came to the East District for a commission, and became Klein's informant just like in the original work.
There is no doubt that although Klein was very poor, he was not stingy with his informants. Therefore, relying on the informant fees he gave, the old Kohler finally lived a happy life in his eyes and saved a fortune.
With the money, I can probably live a good year.
"Ham is too expensive. Even if I save a little money, I can't spend it randomly. I still have to worry about the future. I still have to find a few people to buy it together..."
Old Kohler, who went out early in the morning, was thinking about it in his mind. His eyes, which were old but much more energetic than before, kept looking around, wary of possible thieves. Occasionally, his eyes subconsciously fell on the pocket where the money was kept.
He couldn't help but smile happily.
"Detective Sherlock is really a good person. If you continue to be his informant, maybe next year I will be able to buy ham alone this year."
"I don't know how Detective Sherlock will spend the Chinese New Year this year..."
Old Kohler, who was muttering in his heart, naturally didn't know that the detective Sherlock Moriarty he had in mind was almost jumping up from the sofa in shock at this moment.
In front of him, Bernadette was frowning and looking at the letter in her hand. There was only one short line of words on the letter:
"If something unexpected happens, come quickly."
The letter was just delivered, not from Lin Ruo, but from Medici.
This thing also has a messenger.
Of course, Bernadette was not surprised at all about the content of the letter itself, because it was the content of the script that she had read long ago.
At the same time, facts have also proven that Secret World is indeed the best actor per capita. Even though Bernadette had read the script earlier, she still showed a completely ignorant look. She then frowned, stood up, looked at Klein and said: "It seems
Something went wrong and we have to go to the underground palace immediately."
"I'll inform Lin Ruo first." Although he was anxious and confused, Klein obviously still had a basic calmness. He left the paper and wrote a line of words, played the harmonica that was fixed to summon Lin Ruo's messenger, and sent the letter.
While he was doing this, Bernadette also pulled out an extraordinary item that looked like a brooch from her pocket. This was an extraordinary item made with the characteristics of a traveler.
Almost as soon as Klein sent the letter, Bernadette grabbed his shoulder. The latter thought of something again and said, "Over there at the church..."
"Don't worry, someone has already reported it." Bernadette replied. As her voice fell, the extraordinary item in her hand had already taken effect.
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Meanwhile, St. Samuel's Cathedral.
Archbishop St. Anthony's expression at this moment was not good-looking.
Just now, he received two reports, one from an unknown enthusiastic crowd, and one from the goddess' favored one. Although the contents of the reports were different, they were both related to major events involving Backlund's life and death.
Enthusiastic people reported that the Augustus family was cooperating with the Witch Sect, intending to bring down the original Goddess of Witches, and clearly informed them that the God's descending container was at the Red Rose Manor of the third prince at this moment.
Your Excellency the Beloved One’s report not only included the previous matter, but also reported that the Augustus family not only cooperated with the Witch Sect, but also colluded with the Spiritual Religion Group with the intention of sacrificing millions of people in Backlund and creating an artificial death god.
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You ask Archbishop St. Anthony how he feels at this moment?
To sum it up, it's probably - Augustus ﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡, the church treats you well, why are you so crazy?
Archbishop St. Anthony, who was really confused by the sudden madness of the Augustus family and felt very angry, suppressed his anger, controlled his expression, and waited for the oracle from the goddess of the night.
This matter, which to some extent involves the two evil gods, is naturally not something he can decide alone.
Soon, all the night believers in the entire church felt the coming of night.
Gu Ze
After a while, everything returned to normal, and Archbishop St. Anthony appeared in front of Chanis.
He wants to awaken the sealed object "0-17".
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Red Rose Manor.
Triss stood in front of the window, looking into the distance, as if admiring the scenery, but the corner of her eye fell on a certain ring on her hand.
She is becoming less and less like herself, and she must save herself.
Even death is better than losing even the soul...
"Click——"
The door opened, footsteps sounded, and Triss knew who it was without looking back.
Prince Edsac's voice immediately sounded, with a little excitement: "Triss, I finally convinced my father, and they agreed to let us get married."
Triss turned around sharply. She always had an indifferent expression, but at this moment her expression was terrifyingly cold.
"I will not marry you."
"...Why?" Prince Edsac's excited voice stopped suddenly, but he didn't seem surprised. He just stayed silent for a second and asked: "What's wrong with being my princess? Why do you always
Thinking of escaping."
"Huh?" Triss suddenly laughed. She looked at Prince Edsac in front of her with an expression of ridicule and pity.
"Did you really not notice anything? How pathetic."
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When Triss realized that what was supposed to happen was about to happen, she finally couldn't help but burst out and told Prince Edsac the truth. In the underground palace created by Augustus, she changed her appearance, but she still kept her face.
Lin Ruo, who was truly the beloved of the Creator, was leaning against the wall, looking at the letter that had just been sent to him.
Lin Ruo, who guessed the content of the letter, naturally did not intend to check it out in front of Mr. A, the Witch of Despair and the cannon fodder ABCD of the Aurora Society, and just kicked it into his pocket.
That's right, Mr. A and the Witch of Despair.
Lin Ruo's current location is exactly the underground palace in the original work, and in front of him is the altar that is still arranged.
This is not the first time he has come here, nor is it the first time he has met the Witch of Despair. Because of his identity as a true fortune maker, Lin Ruo's vest can be said to be quite reliable. Now that a big event is approaching, appearing here is not only...
It seems inconsistent, even natural.
"Mr. Clark, have you really decided to take action today?"
The Witch of Despair looked at the man who was lazily leaning against the wall. He was not kneeling on the ground like the other members of the Aurora Society, but he gave off a dangerous and crazy feeling, and said in a soft voice.
This was what they had just discussed, but it was interrupted for a while by the sudden arrival of Clark's messenger.
Thinking of the demigod-level messenger just now, the Witch of Despair couldn't help but have a hint of fear in her eyes.
When did the Aurora Society produce such a character?
"Because the result of my dice roll is today..." Lin Ruo said in a lazy tone. He pretended to be red eyes and looked at the Witch of Despair indifferently, and then he evoked an indifferent and heart-chilling smile: