Loen Kingdom, East Chester County.

It is now the last day of March, and the weather in East Chester is comfortable and the vegetation is lush. Even at night, there is no need for a fireplace to provide heat and it will not feel cold.

In her bedroom, Audrey, who was wearing pajamas, refused the maid's service. She stepped on the soft carpet and came to the mirror. She combed her hair and said to the golden retriever lying next to her, "I know. Well, Susie, we can go back to Backlund in two more months."

The golden-handed dog lay on the carpet and said, "I think it's pretty good here. The smog in Backlund is so serious, they always make my hair knotted."

"It's okay, someone will sort it out for you."

Audrey combed her hair and said, "There will be a hunting event in a few days. At that time, you can exercise your muscles. Are you looking forward to it?"

Susie raised her head to look at the bright girl and said, "Audrey, I am no longer the me I used to be. I like reading books more than catching prey."

Audrey lowered her head and said seriously, "Susie, a dog should look like a dog, even if he does."

"Okay, I understand." The big dog lay back.

"In addition, I will soon get the recipe for Hypnotist." Audrey said proudly, "In order to obtain it, I have endured for more than two months and have been accumulating contributions."

Susie lay on the ground and said, "Audrey, I'm just a dog, you don't have to show me off."

Audrey couldn't help pouting. At this moment, boundless gray fog suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She saw a vague figure in a prayer posture in the room, and she heard words coming into her ears.

"Dear Mr. Fool, I'm investigating a man. I suspect he was involved in the Great Smog incident in Backlund. This man is now in Port Damir."

"I hope to get as much information about him as possible, and I hope you can help me release this request to the members of the Tarot Club. I will give the corresponding compensation according to the level of detail of the information, and make sure that the compensation will not be less than 100 pound."

......

This is... Mr. Chariot's voice!

The man who participated in the Backlund smog incident was in Port Damir?

At this time, Audrey saw that the photo originally placed on the table near Mr. Chariot was magnified by some strange force, so that Audrey could see clearly that there was a middle-aged man inside, wearing a clergy robe , hair color is dark gold, one eye is blind.

As an 'audience', Audrey easily remembered the man's appearance, and then began to think.

"Mr. Chariot is investigating this man, hoping to obtain relevant information. This is a request for all members of the Tarot Club, so Mr. Fool let me see and hear..."

"However, I'm very unfamiliar with this man, and I don't even know who he is. Mr. Fool should know this, why did he inform me..."

"Wait, Mr. Fool's favored person was active in the smog incident. At that time, Mr. Fool told me the name of the original witch, which means that Mr. Fool was secretly paying attention to the smog incident."

"Perhaps, the real intention of Mr. Fool is to hope that I can contact the Church of Evernight and send out the news of the participant's appearance in Port Damir?"

Audrey stood up suddenly: "It must be so."

She went on to get into trouble: "But I'm in East Chester now. Well, I remember there was a telegraph machine at home. I could send a telegram to Dad, and he would know how to deal with it."

Gu Meng "But I want to find a reason, an excuse, to make him believe that I know this news by accident."

"It's not difficult for me, I'm not what I used to be!"

On the carpet, the golden retriever raised his head and said, "Audrey, those are my lines."

........

Also on this night, on the calm sea, the 'Blue Avenger' swayed slightly like a cradle in the gently undulating waves. Although it was night, there were still many sailors on the deck.

They were already drunk, and they were singing loudly there, making a noise no less than the sound of a storm.

This made Alger in the captain's room involuntarily frown, then stood up and closed the window of the room to resist the terrible singing outside.

"It's been two months..."

"I still haven't got the recipe for 'Ocean Singer'."

Alger sighed softly, and then relieved himself: "But this is normal, after all, this belongs to Sequence 5, which is the level closest to a demigod, and is a valuable item that has no market, no matter how much money it is, it is difficult to buy. ."

Suddenly, a strong wind swirled silently around him, which made him float and controlled the invisible wind around him. Alger sighed softly: "The digestion of the 'Wind Blessed' potion is progressing well, just as I guessed before. It's the same, you can simply play according to the name, that is, you have to make yourself irritable occasionally, so as to conform to the characteristics of the wind..."

Falling back to the carpet, Alger looked at the window: "Half a year, at most half a year, I can finish digesting the 'Wind Blessed One', I hope I can get the recipe of the 'Ocean Singer' before that."

At this moment, boundless gray fog formed in front of his eyes. He saw a blurry figure praying, heard the corresponding words, and saw the photo placed on the table magnify by itself, allowing Alger to clearly see the blind eye in the photo. middle-aged man.

"The Great Smog in Backlund...Participants...Damir Port."

Alger quickly grasped some key words~lightnovelpub.net~ and tried his best to remember the appearance of the person in the photo.

"I don't know this person, so I can't provide the corresponding information to the 'chariot'. However, the church should be interested in this news."

"He is actually in Port Damir, and the church is investigating the Port of Bansi, which is near Port Damir!"

Alger immediately made a decision.

........

In Port Damir, as soon as Sifa packed up and was about to go to bed, the inspiration was touched. He saw that at the closed window, a black viscous liquid flowed out of the gap, flowed through the wall, and fell to the ground, and then Kardashian Her figure emerged from the mass of black mucus, the last drop of mucus indented into the bare feet she stepped on the carpet, and the more and more amorous woman looked towards Xifa.

"You don't look very good."

As a Kardashian with the characteristics of an 'audience', who can see through his own emotional changes, Xifa is not surprised at all, he nodded: "Remember the target they are tracking by the Jagged Cross? I just saw him, he Right in Port Damir, he could be a demigod."

Kardashian turned and sat on the edge of the bed, revealing her thighs from her slit skirt: "Then what are you waiting for, why don't you run fast, if I remember correctly, you are not a demigod, are you?"

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