From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 438 Party
"Important matter?" Jilan frowned.

Since he joined the esoteric cult "Midnight Rose", he had only participated in one gathering at the beginning. In a sense, it was a welcome ceremony held for him.

This organization gives people a very "Buddhist" feeling. They don't like to get involved in all kinds of right and wrong. On weekdays, members mostly contact each other privately, or do transactions or entrustment, and follow the principle of "equivalent exchange", which has a bottom line.

Also, since most of the members are alchemists, they are all busy studying and doing experiments and have no time to get together and brag and chat all day.

The reason why Ms. Crow called was because the leader of "Night Rose" personally issued a call to all members to participate in the gathering.

It must be no small matter...

"Ms. Crow, do you know what's going on?"

Jilan groaned and asked into the phone.

There was silence for a while, and then a mature female voice came:
"The details are unclear, but it should be related to the ongoing Bu'ao War... It involves not only us, Night Rose, but also other secret cult organizations."

"It seems..." Ms. Crow hesitated for a moment, then said, "The one who took the lead in contacting Ms. Mei Weng was the rumored ancient secret sect - 'Heavenly Palace Dawn'."

"The Dawn of Heavenly Palace..."

Jilan frowned even deeper and murmured.

He had only heard of this organization.

According to legend, the currency "Sal" circulated in the upper class of the mysterious realm was created by this organization.

Moreover, Gilan had learned from his teacher Pala that this "Heavenly Dawn" was extremely mysterious, with few records of its members appearing, and only a few one-sided descriptions.

It is said that its internal members are all very ancient beings, some of them are even ascended beings.

Therefore, "Dawn in Heaven" has a special status and authority for most of the mystics who know the truth and even for the esoteric secret societies.

The many mysterious people who embark on the "Road of the Fire Sword" are all seeking the truth and to ascend to heaven... and the "Dawn in Heaven" is a daunting mountain standing at the end.

"Okay, Ms. Crow, I got it."

Jilan collected his thoughts and spoke.

"When is the specific meeting time?"

"Tonight at eight o'clock, Chessboard Garden."

Ms. Crow answered.

"I suggest you arrive early. This is a gathering for all members. It hasn't been held for many years... There may be many members you haven't met. You can take this opportunity to get to know them."

"Okay." Gillan agreed succinctly. "Thank you for letting me know."

Click.

After the hotline was hung up, he sat in the driver's seat and thought about it, and decided to call the teacher directly.

It's not just because of the "Midnight Rose" collective gathering, but also the "perfume bottle" incident which is closely related to the extradition of the souls of frontline soldiers.

However, after Jilan pasted the teacher's alchemical inscription card and dialed the hotline, no one answered.

All that was left was a beautiful and pleasant piano music.

"The teacher doesn't answer the hotline..."

He took a long breath and rubbed his temple.

I had no choice but to put away the microphone.

The reason why Ji Lan did not call the hotline a second time was because he guessed that the teacher was probably busy with something and frequent calls might disturb him and cause trouble.

"When the teacher is free, he should call back."

He thought about it, turned the key, put the car in gear, and started the car.

rumble……

Guillen drove straight back to Morales Street.

...

...

That night.

After having dinner in the apartment, Gillan read the newspaper in the living room on the first floor, following the developments of the war between the two countries.

According to various media reports, the battle between Bremen and Owena is going back and forth, but the Empire seems to have the upper hand, winning several small-scale battles.

The result of the analysis in the newspaper is that in recent years the "Mechanical Union" has repeatedly upgraded weapons and equipment for the Empire, not only catching up with the technological level of the Federation, but also surpassing it.

But Gillan doesn't think so.

"After all, they are all mainstream media in Bremen, they only report good news and not bad news..."

He closed the newspaper and sighed.

"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs privately sent documents to these media outlets, deleting many of the content that could undermine morale in order to appease the people in the country."

At this time, a maid named Isa brought brewed tea and placed it respectfully on the coffee table in front of Jilan.

"Master, please have some tea."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Jilan smiled at the girl and took a sip of tea.

Isa did not leave, but hesitated for a moment, knelt on the sofa with her knees wearing black stockings, leaned her whole body over, and put her hands on Jillian's shoulders to press.

"It's not hard, sir."

Isa gave a shy smile.

"There is less work to do in the apartment on weekdays, and we will listen to Mr. Charles and read more books when we have free time."

"You are the one who works hard. You have to worry about the empire's affairs every day and often have to travel... We all admire you very much."

Jilan smiled and shook his head.

He did not refuse the maid's massage. Instead, he relaxed his body and lay down in a more comfortable position to make it easier for her to exert force.

It has been more than half a year since he traveled through time, and Jilan's nerves have been tense and have never relaxed.

At this moment, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Perhaps it was the improvement in his strength that gave him enough confidence, or perhaps he was truly physically and mentally tired.

Gillan wanted to take a break.

Isa is not very old, having only been an adult for a few months, but she has developed well. It is only April now, and the weather has warmed up. The maid uniform she wears today is thin, and the part close to Jilan's shoulders is quite soft.

For some reason, Jilan felt something strange in his heart, which even surprised himself.

“I am…”

Ji Lan secretly thought.

Due to his experience in his previous life, he had never had any close contact with the opposite sex. Although he had never thought about it and even resisted it in his heart, his body could not go against common sense.

Even though Gillan currently holds a high position and is also a powerful mysterious person, he is still a 21-year-old young man.

Isa stared at the man in front of her with his eyes closed. His perfect face and mysterious and elegant temperament made her unable to resist and she couldn't help blushing.

Her hands were trembling as she massaged the young master.

"Young Master usually wears long-sleeved shirts, so you can't tell that he has such tight muscles... Perhaps, those bodybuilding stars don't have such a perfect body shape as him?"

Isa thought to herself, her breathing a little rapid.

For some unknown reason, she changed her position and sat directly on the young master's legs, pressing down on his shoulders.

Gillan noticed the maid's movements, frowned, and opened his eyes.

"Isa, it's ok, go and have a rest."

"Master, did I press it badly?"

The maid saw the pair of calm purple eyes and felt inexplicably flustered, even in awe, and spoke at a loss.

"No." Jilan let out a long breath. He just felt that if he continued like this, it might cause trouble.

I looked at the clock on the wall and it was already seven o'clock.

Gilan put his arm around Isa's slender waist and gently moved her aside, then stood up and adjusted his collar.

"I still have things to deal with, so I'll just need to rest for a while..."

He turned his head and glanced at the maid, who seemed to have made a mistake and kept her head down without saying a word.

Jilan chuckled and said:
"Nice massage, Isa. I really enjoyed it."

"Ah?" The maid raised her head and showed a happy expression. "As long as the young master likes it..."

Jilan nodded and went upstairs.

Isa was left kneeling on the sofa, her heart beating fast with excitement.

Two other maids named Bisca and Hilby suddenly poked their heads out from the kitchen. They looked at each other and then had complicated expressions on their faces.

There was some envy and some annoyance in his eyes.

Only the old butler Charles, who stood in front of the counter in the living room and silently wiped the decorative vase with a handkerchief, had a calm face.

……

Click.

Jilan closed the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

Then he sat down at the foot of the bed.

"We can't slack off yet..."

He rubbed his face and murmured.

In fact, Gilan knew very well that if he wanted to do something to his maid, there would be no problem at all.

On the contrary, the girls were very happy.

No one will criticize you for having fun.

But he didn't want to do that.

Pure enjoyment, or rather, physical release without any emotions, is not what he seeks.

“My ideals have never changed.”

Jilan raised his head and stared out the window in a daze.

The gradually rising bright moon cast its cool moonlight into the window and onto his handsome face.

"I will cherish this opportunity to live my life again, to fight for true freedom, to have the power to control my own destiny..."

"One day, sooner or later, I will ascend."

"Go and see what a god is."

Taking a deep breath, Jilan raised his hand and swung it.

call out--

A knight chess piece emitting golden light was thrown from his hand and floated in the air.

Immediately, the chess piece was hung upside down.

A vertical elliptical door covered with complicated alchemical arrays appeared in the center of the room and opened.

Jilan stood up and stepped in without hesitation.

飕。

A breeze filled with sweet fragrance blew across my face.

In the blink of an eye, Gillan found himself on a wide lawn covered with roses.

The illusory sun still hung in the sky, casting a dazzling light.

He walked straight ahead on the soft grass.

When we arrived deep into the Chessboard Manor, in front of the iconic pink and white ancient building, quite a few people had already gathered there.

There was still more than half an hour before the party was scheduled to start at 8 o'clock, and there were already 30 to 40 people in the open space. More than half of them were strangers that Jilan had never seen before.

There were both men and women, and most of them were elderly.

But without exception, these people are all long-term people.

There were a few "young people" among them, but Gilan recognized them at a glance. These people used alchemical drugs or special means to delay the aging of their appearance.

My actual age is probably several times older than mine.

Seeing the purple-eyed young man approaching in a shirt and trousers, with a golden and red ponytail, carrying a cane and wearing a top hat, many people cast curious glances at him and whispered about him.

"what……"

"Who is that little guy?"

“I’ve never seen that before.”

"I heard that some time ago, 'Night Rose' recruited a new member, who was promoted from the reserve 'Thorn Clan' as an exception. His name is 'Blood Owl'."

"Is it him?"

"They are really young, and their looks and temperament are outstanding. Haha, we should have changed the rules and absorbed some fresh blood!"

Gilan heard the subtle discussions, but he was not affected and approached the crowd as if nothing had happened.

At this time, several familiar cult members also discovered Jilan and came forward.

"Mr. Blood Owl, long time no see."

The first person to greet was Miss Sparkle, who had a pair of explosive twin ponytails. She wore new eyeshadow today, the same color as her lip gloss, both dark green, which looked quite eye-catching.

"Long time no see, Miss Sparks."

Gillan took off his hat and saluted.

The latter casually lifted the hem of her skirt in response.

"And Baron Opal, Lady Crow, and the old cane-maker, I hope you are all well."

Gilan held his hat against his chest, held the black cane transformed from the Blood Sword between his arms with his other hand, and greeted with a smile.

The short old man grinned and said:
"It's still the same. You stay in the lab banging hammers all day long... But you are doing very well in Bremen. Not only did you become the Minister of Foreign Affairs, you also went on diplomatic missions abroad one after another. You are the most popular person at that time!"

"Thank you for the compliment, old sir." Jilan smiled and shook his head.

"Huh?" At this time, Ms. Crow, who was wearing a small hat tilted on one side and a black veil, made a sound of surprise.

Everyone looked at her, and heard the lady speak with a tone full of surprise:
"Blood Owl...you got promoted?!"

"?!" Everyone was stunned.

Blood Owl was promoted to a long-lived being just a few months ago?
It is for this reason that "Yemei" made an exception to include it and awarded it "Knight Chess" to show its appreciation.

This... got promoted again?!

How can it be!

Miss Spark, Baron Opal and the old man who made the staff quietly opened their spiritual vision and scanned the purple-eyed young man in front of them.

In an instant, their spiritual vision captured the bright and brilliant colorful light, which almost "blinded" the three of them!
"Ms. Xue, your Excellency..."

The old man who made the stick shuddered and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Miss Sparks opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

"Incredible, incredible!"

The obese man, who was about two meters tall, had a look of shock on his face and kept sighing.

Baron Opal stretched out his fat hand covered with colorful rings and patted Gillan's shoulder heavily.

Snapped!
"No wonder White Sage wants to accept you as his student. With such talent and such a rapid progress... I'm afraid only those who have ascended in history can be compared with you!"

"Bullshit!" The staff-maker turned his head and glanced at the baron, retorting: "As far as I know, even the ascenders don't have such a fast progress... From level 4 to level 5 in just a few months, this is simply a miracle that violates the mysterious law!"

"Mr. Blood Owl, is this true... or is it just a trick?"

Ms. Crow calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

Everyone also fell silent.

Jilan didn't try to hide it, he chuckled and nodded.

"This……"

Everyone took a deep breath and looked at each other.

"It seems that the White Sage didn't hide anything and left all the good things to you, his only student."

The old man who made the stick seemed to have misunderstood something and shook his head with emotion.

Jilan didn't explain, just smiled and said nothing.

At this time, accompanied by a noise, the people around made way.

The leader, Ms. "Mei Weng", was still wearing the plaster old man's mask and a crimson embroidered robe, and she walked slowly towards them.

"What are you guys talking about? It seems quite lively..."

Before he could finish his words, "Mei Weng" was startled.

She stared straight at the young man with purple eyes, as if she saw something, and was stunned.

Even the great alchemist "Mr. Mei", who had lived for more than two hundred years and was knowledgeable, had never seen a genius with such rapid progress.

Flamel Jaber had met countless people in her life, but the young man in front of her broke her perception.

"Pala has accepted an extraordinary student..."

She said in a complicated tone.

But soon, the lady laughed again:
"'Night Rose' has gained a new and amazing member!"

(End of this chapter)