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The next day, morning.

Today, for most people in Backlund, it is no different from usual days. If you have to care about it, it is probably the New Year's Day. Many people rarely have time to vacation and are preparing for the upcoming New Year.

Old Kohler was also one of them. In the original book, he became Klein's informant in the Eastern District. Seeing that he was about to live a happy life, the old man fell like stalks. In this world changed by Lin Ruo, It was still a coincidence that he met Klein who came to the East District as a commission, and became Klein's informant as in the original book.

There is no doubt that although Klein is poor, he is not stingy with his informants. Therefore, relying on the informant fee he gave, the old Kohler finally lived a happy life in his eyes, and saved a sum of money, probably allowing himself to have a good year.

"Ham is too expensive. Even if I save a little money, I can't spend it indiscriminately. I have to take care of 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 in his heart, with a pair of old eyes that were much more energetic than before, constantly looking around, vigilant for possible thieves, and occasionally his eyes subconsciously fell on the pocket of money, He couldn't help but smile happily.

"Detective Sherlock is really a good guy, continue to be an informant for him, maybe next year I will buy ham alone this year."

"I don't know how Detective Sherlock will spend the New Year this year..."

Old Kohler, who was muttering in his heart, naturally didn't know that Detective Sherlock Moriarty, whom he was thinking of, was almost jumping up from the sofa at this moment in shock.

In front of him, Bernadette was frowning at the letter in his hand, and saw only a short line of words on the letter:

"There is an accident, come quickly."

The letter was sent just now, not Lin Ruo's letter, but Medici's letter.

There is also 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 she had read a long time ago.

At the same time, facts also proved that Mysterious World is indeed an actor per capita. Even if Bernadette had read the script earlier, she still showed a completely ignorant astonishment. She then frowned, stood up, and looked at Klein: "It seems that If something goes wrong, we have to go to the underground palace immediately."

"I'll notify Lin Ruo first." Although anxious and doubtful, Klein obviously still had basic calmness. He left the paper to write a line of words, blew the harmonica that fixed the summoning of 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 his pocket, which was an extraordinary item made with the characteristics of a traveler.

Almost as soon as Klein sent the letter, Bernadette grabbed his shoulder, and the latter remembered something and said, "The church..."

"Don't worry, someone has already reported it." Bernadette replied, while the voice fell, the Beyonder item in her hand had already exerted its effect.

...

Meanwhile, St. Samuel's Cathedral.

Archbishop St. Anthony's expression at this moment is not good-looking.

Just now, he received two reports, one from the unknown enthusiastic people, and one from the favored ones of the goddess. Although the contents of the reports were different, they all involved major events involving the life and death of Backlund.

The enthusiastic people reported that the Augustus family cooperated with the Witch Sect, intending to let the original demon goddess descend, and clearly informed them that the descending vessel was in the Red Rose Manor of the Third Prince at this moment.

Your Excellency's report not only includes the previous matter, but also reports that the Augustus family not only cooperated with the Witch Sect, but also colluded with the Spiritual Sect, intending to sacrifice millions of Backlund's people and create an artificial death **** .

You ask the Archbishop of St. Anthony how he is feeling at this moment?

To sum it up, it is probably: Augustus﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡, the church treats you well, why are you crazy?

St. Anthony, the Archbishop of St. Anthony, who was really puzzled by the sudden madness of the Augustus family, and felt angry, suppressed his anger, controlled his expression, and waited for the oracle of the Evernight Goddess.

This kind of thing has already involved the two evil gods in a certain sense, so naturally he can't decide it alone.

Soon, in the entire church, all believers who belonged to the night felt the coming of the night.

After a while, everything returned to normal, and the Archbishop of St. Anthony appeared in front of Chanis.

He wants to wake up the Sealed Artifact "0-17".

...

Red Rose Manor.

Triss stood in front of the window, looking into the distance, as if enjoying the scenery, but the corner of her eye fell on a ring on her hand.

She has become less and less like herself, and she has to save herself.

Even death is better than having a soul...

"Crack-"

The door opened, footsteps sounded, and Triss knew who it was without looking back.

Prince Edsack's voice sounded immediately, with a little excitement: "Triss, I finally persuaded my father, they agreed to let us get married."

Triss turned her head back, she was always expressionless, but at this moment her expression was terrifyingly cold.

"I won't marry you."

"...Why?" Prince Edsack's excited voice stopped abruptly, but he didn't seem surprised, but after a second of silence, he asked: "What's wrong with being my princess, why are you always Thinking of running away."

"Huh?" Triss laughed suddenly. She looked at Prince Edsack in front of her with a mocking and pitying expression.

"Did you really not notice anything? It's pathetic."

...

When Triss realized what was about to happen~lightnovelpub.net~ finally couldn't help breaking out and told Prince Edsack the truth, in the dungeon created by the Augustus, the deputy was changed. Appearance, but still bearing the identity of the true creator's favored Lin Ruozheng leaned against the wall, looking at the letter just sent in his hand.

Lin Ruo, who guessed what the letter was written, naturally didn't intend to look at it as 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 is now in the underground palace in the original book, 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 the identity of the true lover, Lin Ruo's vest can be said to be quite reliable. Now that the big event is approaching, it is not only the absence of the appearance here. There seems to be a sense of incongruity, even taken for granted.

"Mr. Clark, did you really decide to do it today?"

The Witch of Despair looked at the man who was leaning against the wall lazily, not at all kneeling on the ground like the others in the Aurora Society, but gave a dangerous and crazy feeling, and said in a soft voice.

It was something they had just discussed, only to be interrupted for a moment by the sudden arrival of the Clark messenger.

Thinking of the demigod-level messenger just now, the Witch of Despair couldn't help but take a hint of fear in her eyes.

When will Aurora show such a character?

"Because the result of my dice is today..." Lin Ruo spoke in a lazy tone. He disguised as red eyes and looked at the Witch of Despair as if it didn't matter, and then he evoked a sullen and chilling smile. :

"You're ready anyway, aren't you."