After a night's rest, Gray Linte felt that his spirituality was full again.
He enjoyed breakfast leisurely, checked out of a cheap room that suited his disguised identity, and then came to the deserted alley yesterday again. His wrists turned silently, and his figure gradually faded.
Backlund, Bridge District.
After spending quite some time inquiring about the location of the "Brave Man" bar, Gray Lint did not go there immediately. It was still morning, so the bar should not be open unless something unexpected happened.
Gray Linte, who had an ordinary face, was a little confused for a moment and didn't know where to go.
"Hibbert has a position in the House of Lords. He should not be on vacation in East Chester County now...but he doesn't recognize my face, not to mention that I shouldn't be in Backlund right now!"
After thinking for a moment, he came to his small villa in the West District.
The key is inside the Queen's Mansion, but this is not a big problem for an Extraordinary. Gray Lint just raised his hand and pressed it lightly, and a door large enough for his companions immediately opened on the wall. This is the "Apprentice"
"Open the Door" is a super weakened version of the "Spirit World Travel" application. In essence, it still uses the spirit world to complete travel.
As long as someone takes care of it regularly, the sanitary condition here is pretty good.
Choosing a lounge, Gray Linte stepped into it and recited in a low voice:
"Disorder looking down from higher dimensions..."
Turning his eyes, Gray Linte's consciousness jumped onto the "Duke of Entropy".
He first projected the spirit body into a strange space and looked at the fusion of the two sources.
The khaki country and the oil-colored thick fog hanging above are still intertwined with each other, and then separated again... In the repeated transformation of interweaving and separation, overall they still show a trend of convergence.
"According to this progress, it may take several days to complete the fusion. I don't know if this kind of partially stripped and re-integrated source material will be any different from the normal source material..."
Normally, sefirot cannot be divided.
The reason why the original "Order World" was torn apart was because the "initial" awakening produced a powerful convergence effect.
At the same time, the torn sefirah has the ability to self-replenish.
In other words, the "Uncertain Mist" and the "State of Disorder" are actually two complete, brand-new sources of essence, which can create two "old days"!
After examining the area of space where the "Servant of Madness"'s right leg was located, Gray Lint found that it was alive again.
"It's a bit slow... When it is fully activated to the point where it can release extraordinary abilities on its own, I might already be at Sequence 6, and I can directly drive these limbs to come to the world..."
Shaking his head, he didn't pay much attention to it.
…………
In the afternoon, I guessed that the bar should have opened. Graylint, who was too lazy to take the carriage or steam subway, chose to teleport directly to the nearby area.
Iron Gate Street, "Brave" Bar.
"A Southwell beer."
Glancing at the bartender, Gray Lint suddenly realized that he couldn't remember the contact person's name at all, let alone the contact code.
"5p."
The bartender didn't raise his head and made the quotation in a familiar manner while pouring him a large glass of golden wine.
There you have it... Gray Linte had an idea and handed over a 1 sole note.
When the other party took the banknotes and was about to give change, he said:
"No need to change, any extra money is considered a tip."
It seemed that it was rare to see such a generous drinker. The bartender raised his head and gave him a confirming look before continuing:
"Okay, thank you for your generosity."
Perfect, the bribe was successful!
Gray Lint grinned slightly and said in a low voice:
"Do you know anyone who can get a gun? I need your help."
"I know him, his name is Caspars..."
The bartender's attitude was extremely friendly and he didn't think this was anything unusual at all.
…
In the billiards room No. 3, Gray Lint met a half-century-old man with a big nose and wearing a linen shirt. He was sitting behind the table.
"what do you want?"
He was referring to the gun or bullets that Gray Lint wanted to buy.
Gray Lint raised his brows, pushed a 5-sule note over, and let it slide to the other person. Regardless of whether he accepted it or not, he said directly:
"I want to find a powerful bodyguard who is beyond the level of ordinary people."
He was not sure whether the other party knew about the Extraordinary, and he was not sure whether the 5 sulers were enough for the other party's service fee to help him contact Maric, so he still cast a "charm" on him.
The old man looked at Gray Lint carefully for a few seconds, thought for a moment, then put away the banknotes and said in a friendly manner:
"Wait a minute, let me ask for you."
After waiting for about ten minutes, the old man came back and said in a deep voice:
"He wants to meet you first."
"no problem."
Gray Lint smiled slightly and followed the opponent through the boxing ring and came to a card room. Under the dim light, there were a dozen "people" playing Texas Hold'em poker.
After watching the old man close the door and leave, a man wearing a white shirt and a black vest with an unusually pale face slowly stood up. His body was like a rusty machine or a cold corpse, and his movements were a little stiff:
"Are you looking for a bodyguard?"
Gray Linte looked at him and said with an upward smile:
"No, I'm here to find you, Mr. Maric.
Oh, by the way, there is also your companion, Miss Sharon."
Suddenly, a cold and dead air locked onto Gray Lint. Under the dim light, a dozen living corpses all turned their heads to him, and more than twenty eyes without any emotion stared at him silently.
It seemed as if he would be eaten by them the next moment.
Quietly, a figure emerged from the relatively open right side of Gray Linte. She was wearing a black palace dress and a small black soft hat. She had a delicate appearance but no expression.
"Who are you?"
She was obviously asking a question, but there was no doubt in her tone.
Gray Linte was secretly on guard, but his face did not show any signs of it. Instead, he elegantly pressed his right hand on his chest and saluted, and then he introduced:
"Let me introduce myself, my name is 'Ellen Bieber', from the Southern Continent."
"Southern Continent..."
Maric chewed the word for a moment, and some thoughts appeared in his cold pupils.
After a while, he recovered his thoughts, stared at Gray Linte, and asked warily:
"How did you find us? What is your purpose?"
"Well……"
Gray Linte glanced at Sharon who was watching him quietly beside him, and answered:
"Of these two questions, I can only answer the second one."
"I want to get the way to play the 'Prisoner' path and the 'Temperance' faction."
He just mentioned this, but it already made Sharon and Maric put down most of their guard. For them, what they feared most was that they would be directly caught by the "Indulgence" faction and chase after them.
And now since Gray Linte needs the experience of playing the role of the "Temperance" faction, it means that it is not for them personally.
On the contrary, Gray Linte was asking for something from them.
"Can."
Maric was about to refuse in order to increase his negotiating leverage, but Sharon agreed first.
"But I have a request."
Gray Linte raised his eyebrows and stared quietly at this delicate-looking young lady with an expressionless face.
"Tell me."
"I need you to provide regular updates on the situation in the Southern Continent. Well, just the ones on the surface will do."
Her blue eyes looked at Graint with no emotion. Just as Graint believed that they would not refuse to provide the experience of playing the "temperance" faction, she was also very sure that Graint would not refuse her this offer.
Require.
Sure enough, Grayling nodded and replied:
"Once a month, this is the frequency I think is more appropriate."
Sharon nodded slightly, accepting this:
"make a deal."
"Okay, then you can just ask me directly through a certain spirit world creature. The corresponding summoning sentence is 'a flesh-and-blood creature that roams the upper world, a harmless person that can be driven, and belongs exclusively to Gray Linte Mari.
Arno's Messenger'."
There was nothing I could do. After all, it was inconvenient to send telegrams for similar information exchanges, so I had to reveal my real name. Fortunately, Gray Lint had read the original work and knew that these two people could basically be trusted.
Of course, the key is that they have nothing to do with other forces in Backlund...
"Viscount Graylingt?"
Maric asked as if to confirm, obviously recognizing the "youngest viscount of Loen Kingdom", and the blue eyes next to him also cast their gaze over, with a hint of surprise.
It's troublesome to be in a newspaper...it's easy to expose your identity from time to time.
Gray Lint complained secretly and denied it:
"No, I'm just doing something for him."
Afterwards, regardless of whether they believed it or not, he briefly talked about some of the latest situations in the Southern Continent - those that were not reported in the newspapers in Backlund, including those that were slightly confidential but not too important.
information.
"Thanks for sharing."
Sharon first thanked her seriously, and then began to write the "temperance" faction's acting rules that Gray Lint needed.
There is no need for the Beyonders trained by Gray Lint to be their companions. In her opinion, as long as the other party believes in "moderation and repression" and agrees to use a hard life to fight wanton desires, then it will definitely not be too bad and belongs to the
A natural ally is someone who can cause trouble to the "Indulgent Faction" - even if it is just to divert the attention of the "Indulgent Faction", she will not refuse Gray Linte's request.
However, she is still a kind person after all.
After handing over the written low-sequence playing experience and some of the concepts and teachings of the "Temperance" faction to Gray Lint, she still opened her mouth to remind:
"Be careful, 'indulgence' will suppress those who believe in 'moderation' very severely."
If it weren't for this reason, the Sequence Extraordinary among them would not have been forced to flee to Backlund. You must know that a Sequence 5 like Sharon is already considered a quasi-powerful person in the mysterious world.