Hearing Abner's words, Edwina's light blue eyes turned slightly:

"Your friend who holds the 'Dark Emperor' card likes to collect manuscripts of Rosellevin?

"When I went back to Lenburg, I happened to get a page..."

After all, she also took out a piece of letter paper and leaned over the table to write and draw.

On the other side, Abner just finished compiling a page of his diary, so he stopped writing, glanced at Edwina, and saw that he wrote in a somewhat awkward handwriting:

"September 13th, probably because of the intergenerational relationship, these few days in Tosk, I feel more and more that the illegitimate son of Charles, that little guy named Athos Sarri and I were very different when I was young. Like, not only in appearance, but also in character... He is so confident and enthusiastic, and he is both focused and energetic in doing things...

"Think about Shire's official grandchildren... Forget it, I still don't want to, so as not to be mad...

"Tonight, I pretended to be an ordinary businessman and chatted with the little guy for a while at the local bishop's ball, and found that although he was limited by his knowledge and didn't understand many things, he also showed a good Wisdom and way of life, such qualities are really rare in a young man... It should be taught by his mother, the little girl named Surrey.

"Heh, as expected of a girl who can become friends with my Bernadette... It's a pity that I couldn't resist the temptation of my **** son.

"In short, I am somewhat optimistic about the future of this cheap grandson, so I decided to add an 'investment', and gave a new order to the 'men in black' stationed in Tosk to take care of the Surrey family nearby.

"On September 14th, the party of the oldest organization was held again. I did not participate in the transactions of other members, and only exchanged the knowledge of mysticism with Mr. Hermes that was not finished last time.

"He told me something that surprised me a bit.

"It turned out that the Tosk area at the border of Intis and Loen was the territory of the 'Nightmare Dragon' Al Sukhod in the 'Twin Age', and it once created a series of sensational and terrifying stories here.

"I've heard the name Ale Sukhod before, I know it's the king of giant dragons, the son of Angerweed... I didn't expect its territory to be in Tosk!

"Maybe, I can use this hidden legend to make some arrangements in Tosk's newly built sewers..."

Edwina stopped writing here, apparently that's all she got on the page.

Tosk turned out to be the domain of the "Nightmare Dragon"? No wonder Roselle later built the so-called "ceremonial place" leading to "Grossel's Travels" here.

And the "nightmare" I experienced in the "maze" of the rat road before, I am afraid that Roselle combined with "mysterious reappearance", reproduced part of Al Sukhod's abilities, and arranged it?

However, just relying on those estimates cannot stop Amon's clone. Since the base dares to be called "Kaspersky", it is estimated that there are other powerful means.

In the blink of an eye, Abner took the letter handed over by Lieutenant General Iceberg and put it together with the page he had compiled. He felt that with the contributions he had accumulated in the past, it should be enough to invite Mr. The "Emperor" card has made a trip...

Of course, if he didn't want to come over in person, he could just give the "Card of Blasphemy"... But Abner felt that it was about Roselle, and Klein was probably willing to take the risk.

After carefully reading the contents of the two pages of the diary, Abner put them away so that Fors would not see them. Mister Fool is not easy, so don't persecute him on such trivial matters...

After all, there is a fake page in itself. If it is submitted again and again... Mr. Fool is afraid that he will be secretly cursing.

Thinking of this, Abner raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood.

…

Backlund, in the villa of the Audra family.

According to the teaching of Mr. Hanged Man, Emlyn White, who took the initiative to expose certain problems, followed Kasimi nervously into the underground area, and once again came to the gray stone hall where the black iron coffin was parked.

"Respected Lord Nibais, why did you summon me?" Because he had already rehearsed a similar scene in his heart, Emlyn's emotions were relatively calm, with only a little worry and fear lurking.

But his previous filming experience in Brain Films made him clearly know that the role he played should be hidden worries and fears at this time.

"It seems that the film I made before has not only caused me a lot of trouble, but also has a positive side...

"It's those so-called noble ladies that are so disgusting... The taste of blood is really disgusting. It's worse than the stored plasma in the hospital!" Emlyn smacked his lips, suddenly feeling that the only nervousness in his heart was gone. gone.

At this time, a deep and old voice came from the coffin full of symbols and magic signs:

"To reward you.

"For the sake of the ancestor, you took the risk of praying to the 'The Fool'. Although you did not get a response, you still took a lot of risk. This is an act that must be praised.

"Here is a 7,000-pound acceptance bill, which is a reward for you. I didn't give it to you in time because of the Backlund smog incident, and it's not too late now.

"At the same time, you must always pay attention to yourself and not relax. If something goes wrong, tell Kasimi immediately. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Really sent me money... The "hanged man" method really worked... Lord Nibbs didn't expose me, punish me, but instead gave me a generous reward, and this was just to pretend not to know, and encouraged me to continue Try to observe in secret... Is the mind of the blood race so complicated?

Emlyn sighed in a trance.

Soon, he restrained his divergent thoughts and turned his attention back to the 7,000 pounds reward:

"It's almost three o'clock in the afternoon... With it, I can buy the Baron's relic from The Hanged Man and mix it into a potion...

"I'm about to become a baron, Lord Emlyn White, the blood baron!"

Emlyn's eyes lit up, his steps became a lot lighter, and he returned home soon. Just as he was about to set up the spiritual wall and participate in the Tarot Club, he suddenly found that one of his dolls seemed to be missing...

again? Yes, this is the third time in nearly a month!

Although you put the corresponding value of money, this does not mean that you are not a thief!

Emlyn gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was helpless. After all, he had set traps before, but the doll was still lost.

The strangest thing is that his trap seems to be disarmed from the inside... as if the doll suddenly came to life and dismantled my arrangement...

Maybe I should ask someone else in the tarot club? The Hanged Man and the Tower may have seen something.

When I was thinking this way, the time came to three o'clock in the afternoon, and the crimson light appeared in front of my eyes and quickly swallowed him.

Then, he came to the magnificent and ancient palace, and the same vague and different silhouettes were outlined on the opposite side and beside him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool"

Miss Justice's cheerful and sweet voice also followed.