Mystery: Days and Nights of Struggle with the Research Society

Chapter 100 Abel’s Deterrence
"Graylint? What's wrong?" Suya looked at Viscount Graylint with some confusion. He was still in the 'psychiatrist' state and could clearly see that the other person seemed a little nervous and scared, but for a moment Some don't understand why.

Although Abel has a mysterious identity and is suspected of being an extraordinary person, he is a noble and a devout steam believer. In Loen, the God of Steam and Machinery is one of the three true gods, so Suya does not feel that What would the other party do to Gray Lint in such a public place.

And in Suya's view, although Abel is a bit taciturn and not good at words, he is not a bad person in essence. Suya is wary of him only because he doesn't know the other person's details, and he has too many secrets. Therefore, the instinctive defense does not really mean that there is something wrong with the other party.

Su Ya stepped forward, patted Abel on the shoulder, and looked at them both with questioning eyes.

"It's nothing." Viscount Gralint shook his head with lingering fear. He admired Suya in his heart for being able to talk and laugh with that Abel so easily. He would not be able to do this.

Although this Mr. Abel looks like a very ordinary Intis nobleman, his behavior is also gentle and elegant, and there is nothing faulty about his attitude towards him.

But Gray Linte didn't know why. As long as he was close to Abel or stayed around Abel for too long, he would feel on pins and needles and want to stay away.

Gray Linte could vaguely feel that Mr. Abel from Intis was different.Because when he got close to the other party, he saw Abel's eyes.

The blue color is often described as the sky or the sea, and can clearly reflect the owner's emotions.But there was nothing in Abel's eyes, no emotions, no likes and dislikes, and no reflection of anyone. The indifference made him feel that he did not exist in front of the other person.It was as if the ants climbing on the ground were facing humans who could easily crush them to death, and an unspeakable fear surged from the bottom of their hearts.

This feeling was as if the two people were not on the same level in essence, which made Gray Lint involuntarily want to stay away and run away.So when he saw that Su Ya didn't feel anything and dared to directly reach out to pat Abel on the shoulder, he couldn't help but look in admiration.

"Sulia, there are guests over there who need me to show up, so I'll excuse you now." Gray Linte guessed in his mind the identity of Mr. Abel, feeling that he must not be simple, but perhaps also an extraordinary person. However, he did not express his feelings, but just found an excuse to leave.

Alas. Although I yearn for the extraordinary, it is better to stay away from people who give him this kind of feeling. I will remind Sulia later when I have an opportunity. After all, this Mr. Abel is now living at Auchinleck's house, so he must be There won't be any problem, and I'd better leave now.

Suya looked at the fleeing figure of Viscount Graylint with some hesitation, unable to understand.

So what happened to Gray Lint?Could it be what Abel just did?
He looked back at Charles Abel. This handsome and tall young man still looked calm. His soft chestnut hair was tied up with a hairband today, and there were two loose strands of hair hanging down on the fair skin of his forehead. The blue eyes that lined his face were even a little gentler. They didn't look scary at all, and they didn't seem to have a personality that would deliberately scare people.

"Sorry." Abel noticed Su Ya's gaze, controlled the corners of his mouth to raise thirteen degrees consciously, and expressed his apology in a smooth tone, "His inspiration is pretty good. He may have just discovered that I am an extraordinary person, and was attracted by my breath. I was scared." Ah, so Gray Linte, you are also 'Ye Gong loves dragons'?You say you long for the extraordinary, but are you actually afraid of seeing a real extraordinary person?But this was not how Gray Linte behaved when he talked about Forsi before. From this point of view, Abel couldn't really be a demigod, right?This should be impossible. How could Loen officials so easily let a demigod from Intis come to Backlund, even if he was from the Church of Steam?

Su Ya is more inclined to believe that Abel is a Sequence 5 who has a sacred object, just like his brother, maybe he is a quasi-high-level member of the Church of Steam.

It is not incomprehensible to have to live at home. After all, the Auchinleck family and the Abel family are married, and the Church of Steam and the Church of Night are also in a friendly and cooperative relationship.Moreover, he had heard some gossip about the Church of Steam from his teammates before. It is said that the more devout believers in the Church of Steam are less understanding of the world and behave more... well, more stupidly.
Su Ya glanced at Abel, who was standing quietly, and politely did not express his thoughts. Instead, he cheered up and continued tonight's 'socializing'.

The life of a noble is really boring.
Late at night, a house near Queens District of Backlund.

A figure wearing a black hooded robe, with most of his face covered by the shadow of the hood, walked quickly and knocked on the wooden door at three long and two short intervals.

With a creak, the front door slowly opened. A man in black robe sitting on the single sofa facing the door raised his head and stared at the visitor quietly, giving people a condescending feeling.

This is a man who is also wearing a hood. He is holding his cheek with one hand, leaning half on the single sofa. Half of his face is hidden in the shadows. The half of his exposed profile is so beautiful that it is almost monstrous. His seaweed-like figure The long hair was scattered around the ears, and there seemed to be some flesh-like shadows surging secretly on the shoulders, chest and abdomen.

"Welcome - what a rare visitor, D." The man who was so beautiful that he was almost enchanting chuckled slightly when he saw the person coming. He raised his hand and waved twice. The many figures sitting around the living room bowed slightly and then closed the door. The door retreated respectfully.

"You chose your base well." D glanced at him casually, chose a single sofa not far from him to sit down on, and casually opened his hood, revealing a face that was equally beautiful and extraordinary.

"I accept the compliment from the 'conspirator' for now." The man sat up and stretched out his fingers casually. A hand made entirely of flesh and blood extended from his body and climbed onto the coffee table in front of D, twisting A few times it turned into an equally bloody box.

"This is what you want. It's much harder to find a suitable hunter in Loen than in Intis." The beautiful and charming Mr. A flexed his fingers and complained.

"The hunters of Loen like to be alone, and they are much easier to deal with than the group of Intis hyenas." D didn't pay attention to the bloody surface of the flesh and blood box. She raised her hand to open the box, and pinched the red ray of light flowing in the box with admiration. Extraordinary characteristics, chuckled.

(End of this chapter)