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Chapter 469 I am happy to check myself

"And to make Him who has been hiding for so many years react, there must be something that has caught His attention. ￠看-书+君? ?已*发布^罪!新\章,劫," he paused, "My commission is that I can provide free help to anyone who can provide clues about Him."

The hunter was surprised: "Wow, Mr. Hermes, the reward for your commission this time is really tempting. It's a pity that I am not very familiar with the collective subconscious ocean."

"The ocean of collective subconsciousness is a reflection of reality. Everything that exists will leave traces."

"You are speaking too broadly."

Hermes laughed. "If it was really that easy to find, I wouldn't have spent hundreds of years without seeing Him."

"I won't waste your precious time. I look forward to hearing good news from you."

After saying this, he kept silent, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

Edward was thoughtful after hearing this: the spiritual dragon that Hermes mentioned must be the "Erihog" he had seen before. In the original book, Hermes also learned the "truth" about the Maozi priest from his mouth.

I didn't expect that Hermes would start looking for Him so early?

By the way, could Eri Hogg's "strange behavior" have anything to do with me?

A voice that could not be distinguished between a man and a woman suddenly rang out: "Mr. No. 8, you seem to have some thoughts about what Mr. Hermes said? Do you know the whereabouts of the psychic dragon?" - The speaker was a new member, standing two seats away from Edward.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned over.

This guy has such sharp insight, could he be another spectator?

Edward complained in his heart, but said helplessly, "Mr. or Ms.... This is my first time attending a party. I don't even know who the Mind Dragon Mr. Hermes mentioned is. How can I know where He is?"

This is the truth, but the old foxes present still saw that he was not sincere, so their eyes suddenly became interesting. .微¨趣-暁·税, ¨嶵￠辛.璋,劫.更_鑫·快+

Edward simply shrugged and stopped talking - dealing with this group of people, even a hundred times of caution was not enough.

It's better to be careful when eating melons.

There was silence in the Church of the Dead for half a minute.

"Who of you has time? Help me investigate something."

The second person on the right spoke again, "There is a villa at No. 7 Rose Street in Trier. A new resident moved in a few days ago. I want to know if he has any special identity or purpose."

Huh?

The villa at No. 7 Rose Street?

How did you end up eating the melon on your head?

The person who couldn't tell the difference between men and women wondered:

"But I remember that Mr. Intis took this code name because he is from Intis. You seemed to have mentioned that you live in Trier, didn't you?"

The man codenamed "Intis" said calmly: "I have temporarily left Trier for something."

"Then why is Mr. Intis the new resident of a villa? Is there something special about that villa?"

Intis said calmly: "Yes, I hid some things under the villa and don't want others to find them."

Under the villa?

Trier's underground?

Edward keenly captured this information, and then quickly constructed a "connection" in his mind:

According to previous speculation, Lilith may have come to Trier because of the Conqueror's extraordinary characteristics. This "Mr. Intis" also "hid" some things under the villa, that is, in the underground of Trier:

What are these things? Could they be related to the Conqueror's Beyonder characteristics?

The hunter laughed and said, "Oh, but now everyone knows it."

"As for the members of the Twilight Hermits, I don't care. You are welcome to take it yourself." After a pause, he continued, "I'm just worried that you won't like it. -捖?本￠榊′栈` ?耕′欣.醉`全?"

"Since Mr. Intis has said so... let's just forget it."

Instee looked around. "Is there no one willing to help with this?"

"What about the reward? You can't let us work for nothing, right?"

The hunter smacked his lips and hummed.

"...I can provide you with the whereabouts of the War Bishop. As for whether you can hunt him down, it depends on your ability."

The hunter said without hesitation, "Are you kidding me, Intis? Sequence 4 hunting Sequence 3. If I really had this ability, I would have taken care of the Iron Cross's war bishop myself. Why would I need you to provide it?"

Intis stopped looking at him and looked at the other members one by one, "So, are there any more?"

There was a moment of silence.

Obviously, no one here is stupid. Although it seems easy to check the villa, who knows what ghosts are hidden inside?

If it's that simple, why don't you go and see it yourself, Intis?

However, Edward couldn't help but be tempted: Anyway, it's not dangerous for me to investigate my own affairs, and maybe I can find out what the problem is with the villa.

But will it arouse suspicion if I stand out for the first time at a party?

wipe!

Anyway, I have been suspected just now, and I have Source Castle protecting me. I am not even afraid of the Russian priest, so why should I be afraid of you!

Edward said again in his low and hoarse voice: "Mr. Intis, I happen to be passing through Trier soon. Maybe I can help you take a look."

Swish!

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, the other seven people present looked over again.

This time Intis readily offered, "What do you want?"

"Well, since Mr. Instee can offer Mr. Hunter a position as a war bishop, then... can you also offer me a position as a wanderer?"

"Rover?"

Without waiting for Intis to answer, Hermes said calmly: "Unfortunately, there are no living Wanderers in the world. If you want to find the extraordinary characteristics of the Wanderers, you can try to find traces of the Abraham family."

"Then does Mr. Intis know any clues about the Abraham family?"

Intis: "I don't know, let's try something else."

"I see…"

Edward pretended to think for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Do you know any clues about the Beyonder who is Dreamweaver?"

The hunter laughed. "Oh, is this why Mr. Eight knows the clue about the Psychic Dragon? Are you looking for Him too?"

"you guess."

"…"

Intis said, "Let's go find the Psychological Alchemy Society. This organization has at least one Sequence 3 Dream Weaver member."

"Can you tell me his location?"

"have no idea."

Damn, what's the use of what you said!

No wonder no one here paid any attention to Intis's commission. They probably knew long ago that this guy couldn't produce anything valuable or any information.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The hunter danced with joy and laughed, "I really want to take off your mask and see the expression on your face right now! Hahahaha! I almost couldn't help myself and wanted to kill him!"

Intis was silent for a moment. "I know that there is a relic from the Quaternary period at the border between Intis and Feynaport. It may be related to the Abraham family, but I'm not sure what dangers and gains there are. If you are willing to take the risk, I can use it as a reward."

Relics of Abraham's family?

You just said you didn't know any clues about Abraham's family, and now you suddenly "dig out" some remains of Abraham's family?

Is there something wrong with the cliff?

But...what if it's true?

"Oh? Sure, where is it exactly?"

"When you have finished your investigation, take it to the woods in the Boulevard area of ​​Trier and bury it in a random tree. I will pick it up later and leave a map of the ruins."

The hunter said, "Number 8, be careful, Intis is waiting to hunt you there~"

Edward smiled and said, "I will be careful. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Hunter."

"Hahahaha, I hope you can still be alive at the next party."

"Mr. Intis, I want to confirm whether I can take away the things you buried under the villa at will?"

"…As you wish."

It seems that there is no way to get more information about the villa from him, but at least it can be confirmed that the previous murder case is more or less related to him.

However, what Edward couldn't understand was that if he wanted to avoid attracting other people's attention to a place, the best way was to make it look as ordinary as other places. Otherwise, wouldn't it be like trying to cover up one's own faults?

Edward looked at the witch at this time: "Miss Witch, are you a member of the Witch Cult?"

The witch seemed to blink and said, "Guess."

"…"

Retribution comes so quickly.

"If you are, I have something to ask you."

She covered her mouth and smiled: "Whether I am or not depends on what you are going to ask about next."

"I want to find a witch. I don't know if she is from a witch cult. She calls herself Lilith. Have you heard of her?"

On the surface, he was asking this question to the "witch", but in fact he wanted to ask Hermes - after all, this person had witnessed the entire history of human development and must have lived in the same era as Lilith.

Unfortunately, he didn't react at all, as if he had no interest in this question or really knew nothing.

"Lilith?"

The witch was stunned: "Isn't this the name of the original vampire? How could there be a witch with this name? Are you sure it's your real name?"

Edward shrugged. "I can't confirm whether she was using a fake name to deceive me. After all, she almost killed me at that time."

"Hehe." She laughed. "You are really an interesting person. If I were a member of the Witch Cult, and the enemy you are looking for is also one, do you think I would tell you?"

"Yes, it's just a matter of price."

"Oh, what a pity! I have never heard of this person, and I am not a member of the Witch Cult. I am afraid I can't help you. This message has been published!"

After a pause, she covered her mouth with her hands and said in a voice that everyone could hear, "Tell me secretly, what reward are you going to give me for this information?"

"How about the Beyonder characteristic of Sequence 2 Disaster Witch?"

Edward certainly didn't have the extraordinary characteristics of the Witch of Disaster, but he had now roughly figured out some of the "rules" of the Twilight Hermits. Regardless of whether they existed or not, he would just talk about them first and work on the rest later.

"…"

The witch was stunned for a few seconds, then licked her lips and said, "I know why she wants to kill you. If it were me, I would not be able to help myself either."

Edward glanced around at the others and said, "If anyone here can provide any clues, I am willing to pay the corresponding reward."

However, no one responded, especially the two people who never spoke a word, as if they were not interested in everyone's topic from beginning to end.

"Well, then I can only investigate slowly on my own."

Seeing that no one was talking, Hermes spoke again: "In the next period of time, we have two things to do..."

Chapter 470 DuBois and Matilda

"First, we need to assassinate Grand Duke Ruren of Loen. He is strongly opposed to most of the technologies introduced from Intis because it will harm his interests. And he holds the real power in Loen. With his interference, the development of Loen is bound to be affected."

"Secondly, we need to use the reforms in Loen to foster a series of new nobles."

The hunter asked in confusion: "If Rune objects, then so be it. Isn't Intis fully supporting the new technology?"

"The trend of the times is not limited to one country, but the whole world."

"Okay, you have a broad mind and you are right!"

Hermes continued:

"Third, the conservatives in Intis seem to be looking for an opportunity to harm Roselle Gustav..."

"The leader is the Earl of Cleary. He is not the most powerful in the Conservative Party, but he is definitely the most stubborn. For the benefit of the Conservative Party, if the regular means cannot be used to suppress it, he does not mind using some special means._Xin¨ Complete? This/鰰. Stack^ ¨ Free* Lung-Yue· Alone\"

"I must emphasize again that Roselle's existence is related to the advancement of the trend of the times. Anyone who hinders him is hindering the trend of the times, so his safety must not be lost!"

He did not say how to deal with the Earl of Clear, but raised his voice slightly and said firmly: "Then I will trouble you all next."

"Everything is for the trend of the times."

The next second, the skeleton church collapsed, and everything in front of me quickly moved away, disappeared and turned dark.

Edward returned to Sefirah Castle.

He was a little confused for a moment: The first Twilight Hermit Meeting ended like this?

Compared with every tarot meeting, doesn't it seem a bit rushed?

However, he soon understood the logic: the Twilight Hermits had a strong purpose, which was to help Adam push the trend of the times, and everything else was incidental.

Secondly, it was clear that the members of the Dusk Hermits had almost no trust in each other. On the contrary... they were wary of each other and set traps for each other in order to get information about the identities of other members.

So how did Adam bring such a group of people together to work for him?

What trend of the times? Waiting for the resurrection of the ancient sun god is a gimmick that can't fool these foxes into working hard - but Hermes believed it and was Adam's first henchman. So when he found out that Adam was the ancient sun god, he felt deceived and chose to defect.

Thinking about it this way, this old man Hermes is really pitiful...

Except for Hermes, the others probably only rely on interests——

By the way, at this time, Emperor Roselle had not yet created the Blasphemy Card, which means that apart from the old-line organizations that were protected by the gods, if you want to know the formula of a higher sequence, you can't avoid the second Blasphemy Slate in Adam's hand.

So the Dusk Hermits rely on their control over the Profane Slate to control these members?

"in addition,"

Edward tapped the table lightly, thinking: "Is Adam at this moment his real body, or has he become a virtual personality?"

In his heart, he was more inclined to believe that it was the original body. After all, the Twilight Hermits were still working diligently to push the trend of the times. If it was already a clone, if Adam had already tried to merge with the real Creator, then everything he had done would be redundant.

Of course, it is not ruled out that... He is performing for Feng Baizhi and the other two. After all, the three of them would definitely not want to sit idly by and watch the ancient sun god resurrect to avoid being liquidated at that time.

Alas, these guys are more cunning and treacherous than each other. People like me can never get along with them.

Forget it, I don't want to think about these things anymore. Let me first see if there is any problem with the villa I live in now.

"By the way, to be on the safe side, let's do some divination first."

Edward ejected the gold coin, "The villa I'm in is being monitored by someone."

Numbers facing up indicate a negative.

...

Old Baker Suit Shop is an old suit shop in Trier that has been open for many years (suit is the Chinese translation). They started doing this job when the royal family began to popularize this kind of clothing that symbolizes identity and status.

However, after several generations, the shop has never expanded - because the craftsmanship is only passed down between father and son and there is no way to expand it.

As soon as Dubois opened the door of the suit shop, the boss looked over with a smile: "Hello, may I ask...Oh, it's you."

The moment he saw his face clearly, the boss's expression instantly turned cold, "No credit!"

"Who said I want to buy on credit?"

Dubois pulled out a thick stack of banknotes from his pocket and said, "Hurry up and get me the suit I ordered. I need it today."

The boss looked over hesitantly: "...Is your money from a clean source?"

"Oh, if it wasn't clean, I would have been thrown into jail by now."

Du Bois smiled contemptuously and said, "Don't worry, I, Du Bois, would never do anything illegal!" - Unless no one finds out.

"Too."

The boss nodded and said, "But you need to wait a few more days."

"Why? Didn't I make a reservation with you more than a month in advance?"

"...You don't have to pay a cent, and you call it advance booking?"

Dubois frowned, glanced around the store, and walked quickly forward, "Wait, isn't that the set I want?"

He was about to step forward, but the boss quickly stopped him, "That was ordered by another customer, and he paid the full amount directly!"

"I don't care. Everything has to be based on first come first served. And this size is clearly made according to my size. Did you sell my things to someone else?"

The boss was so angry that his nose was crooked. "I worked day and night for nearly a week, how come it became yours? Give it back to me immediately!"

Du Bois dodged nimbly, slapped a few bills on the table, and ran away with his suit.

"Dubois, you bastard!!"

The boss chased him for a few steps, and when he saw his figure disappearing into the distance, he started cursing.

"Damn it, damn it! This bastard, how am I going to explain this to the guest?"

As he was cursing, a man and a woman walked over. Both of them were very good-looking, especially their blood-red eyes, which looked particularly beautiful - obviously, they were both vampires.

"I'm really impressed. You came all the way to Trier just to buy a set of clothes. You really have nothing better to do than to eat!"

The woman was wearing leather clothes and had a hot body. She crossed her arms and looked unhappy.

"Then why are you following me here?"

"You said there are many beautiful women in Trier, right? Where are the beautiful women? Where do you say there are beautiful women?"

As she said that, she grabbed her brother's ear.

"Let go, let go, give me some face outside. Ah, here we are, here we are at the suit shop."

The brother and sister stopped in front of the suit shop and then walked into the store together.

Half a minute later, the male vampire slammed the door and walked out angrily, "Asshole!! I want to see who stole my precious suit!! Aaaaahhh!!"

...

The Russell family villa.

When Bernadette woke up, it was almost 11 o'clock. During this time, the maid and her mother Matilda came to see her. They found that she was just too sleepy, so they let her continue to sleep in.

It took her five minutes from opening her eyes to fully waking up.

During this process, most of the time my brain is empty, a small part of the time is spent recalling what happened last night, and the rest of the time is spent doubting whether what happened last night was a dream or reality.

"It's true!"

After a while, she sat up with a gurgle, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement:

Last night, I really took a pirate ship operated by various fairy tale characters and went to the deep sea to look for mermaids!

"Did you find it later?"

She scratched her head and was shocked:

"It can't be... I was already asleep when I found it!"

Ahhhh!

Then wouldn't my trip be in vain?

Bernadette, Bernadette, how could you fall asleep at such a critical moment!

Ahhhhh!

She scratched her head and felt annoyed for a long time, and suddenly her eyes turned and she thought of something, "Eh? Since I didn't see the mermaid last night, can I continue to ask that mysterious man... Mr. Sparrow, to take me there again?"

right!

That's it!

Calculated this way, it's much more cost-effective than just seeing the mermaid once.

"But, will the mysterious Mr. Sparrow still be willing to take me out to sea?"

Coo coo coo.

At this time, her stomach began to growl. "Eat first, then think about it."

Bernadette jumped out of bed quickly, washed up and ran out. The maid guarding the door came over immediately, "Miss, you're up."

"Well, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"