Lord of Divine Snow

Inside the church.

The investigator did not go to the main hall to pray, but found a priest.

After showing the investigator's certificate, he was taken to a small room behind the church.

In the room, there is a bishop reading a book.

He is probably in his fifties, with gray hair and a staid face.

"Level 3 investigator Longkel salutes you, Lord Brown bishop!"

Longkor gave a salute: "This is my observation report on the target this week! "

He said as he handed over a document.

"Thanks for your hard work, please sit down."

Brown bishop took the file and began to read slowly.

In every big city in the Federation, the Hall Master from Lord of Years and Seven Difficulties, together with the Special Affairs Bureau, is the strongest force in the mysterious field.

"According to my investigation, Angel Regla is just an ordinary person, bewitched by others, and entered the'skinning club'... She is not unusual in herself."

Lonko You are reporting at the same time.

"Therefore, she is only a minor surveillance." Brown said gently and honestly.

'Yes, I was only assigned as a trainee investigator to perform tracking tasks. 'Lonker rolled his eyes in his heart.

As a trainee investigator, Longkor's biggest goal is to accumulate enough meritorious service or working hours to be promoted to a Level 3 investigator.

Although it is said that a Level 2 investigator can open the door of mysterious, he does not have such extravagant hopes at this time, he just thinks about mixed salary.

Among Federation organizations, people like him are the majority.

Moreover, the salary and various allowances of Level 3 investigators are already generous enough!

"Synthesizing all aspects of intelligence, it is already certain that this'skinning club' has a big problem... it does not even exist in the real world, and only opens the entrance at a specific time. The opening entrances are also in different locations..."

Brown bishop read all the information, tapping gently on the desktop with his fingers: "This is a brilliant ceremony or nameless ability...represents it There may be a'Promoter' or even a'Perfector' standing behind the scenes!"

Lonker sucked in a breath of cold air: "This is a great character, so let's continue Huh?"

"Of course!"

Brown chanted a few words in a cold voice: "Life is short, it is better to indulge desire... To swallow sweet things, but also to be sweet things What I devoured, I waited for it, and enjoyed the Supreme pleasure... This is a typical Lord of Black Blood doctrine! The skinning club may be just a layer of skin for those notorious organizations in history!"

' Yes, and the Church of Lord of Years hates the Lord of Black Blood very much. It is said that the power of ceremony will conflict with each other...'

Lonker added a sentence in his heart.

"The so-called fine wine and food is probably the bait to filter followers... the root of evil must be interrupted."

Brown bishop stood up, this'Promoter' 'The expression is very firm: "Last time the Grail Pursuer Society made a big noise in Byron City, it was our negligence. If it weren't for them to run fast, I must burn them to ashes...this time, I don't allow any failure."

"The Special Affairs Bureau will do our best to help you."

Lonker salutes again and makes a guarantee.

……

"so that's how it is, the church of Lord of Years?"

At this moment, outside the church, on the side of Zhong Shenxiu Feeding the pigeons while listening to Spirit Physique's report.

Without a powerful Soul Spirit for enslavement, these ordinary Wraiths can only do trivial things like eavesdropping and surveillance.

Fortunately, after transformation and enhancement, although it is still useless, it is sufficiently concealed.

"Lord of Black Blood's servant, the skinning club?"

Hearing Zhong Shenxiu who wanted the news, he sprinkled the last handful of bait, and immediately turned and left.

'Why did this club suddenly appear in Byron City? Is it for the follow-up of the Grail Pursuer Society? But Maxley and Catelyn both left one after another...'

He was a little puzzled, but he didn't take seriously.

Angel chose to go home and sleep first before it was life-threatening.

……

25 Meilin Avenue.

The living room.

"Well, Jones has a guest?"

Zhong Shenxiu, who walked into the house, saw Jones talking with a man wearing a painter's cap.

The size and temperament of this man are exactly the same as the'painter' seen in the mysterious party.

"Levy!"

Jones saw Zhong Shenxiu's return, and stood up a little awkwardly: "I'll introduce, this one is Mr. Denrik, a very talented person. The painter."

"Hello!"

Denrick took the initiative to reach out.

"Levy, Levy Mojito!" Zhong Shenxiu reached out and shook his hand.

"Of course, I have heard your younger brother say it."

Denrick blinked: "It is said that you are also a very good'bartender' !"

He deliberately emphasized the last word.

"Jones, go back to the room, I have something to discuss with Denrique."

Zhong Shenxiu squinted his eyes, although he is not afraid of being exposed. , After all, there are that many layers.

However, it is better not to let Jones get involved.

After Jones left, Zhong Shenxiu released a spirituality sound-proof wall and sat on the sofa with a low voice: "Painter, since you know it is me, you shouldn’t put that dangerous painting Sell ​​it to my younger brother."

I don’t know why, seeing the bartender in this state, Denrik feels cold and involuntarily explained: "When I was selling paintings, I I don't know yet."

"Then what are you doing this time?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked indifferent expression.

"The main thing is to visit, apart from this, I am afraid you don't know, our party members have changed a lot..."

The painter's voice is low.

"oh?"

Zhong Shenxiu motioned for the other party to continue.

"After the gang of Rose, Jasmine, and Shadow left, the butchers didn’t care at all, and Old Drunkard and the watchmaker died..."

"Death is always Suddenly."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed: "What's going on?"

"I don’t know, I also came up with their identity after the fact...If it’s just them My own business is okay, if someone specifically targets our circle, then everyone is very dangerous!"

Denrik said nervously.

"I think...the two of them may just accidentally provoke someone..." Zhong Shenxiu made a guess, such as the skinning club or something.

"No, you don’t understand! I drew a prophetic painting...The color on it is showing open for me...More than a ray of darkness is invading this city, we are very dangerous , Everyone is in danger!"

Denrique’s eyes were red and bloodshot: "When the crisis came, instead of actively preparing for self-help, everyone in our circle buried their heads like ostriches. In the sand, this is not right. If this continues, maybe you and me will die tomorrow..."

"So?" Zhong Shenxiu admitted that the other party was a bit provocative, indifferent expression. Asked.

"It's time to restart the party!"