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The only good news that is not good news is that since the "Sinking Laurel" can become one of the legends on the sea in the future, it means that it was finally discovered by the world -

But it had already sunk, which meant that there were other Beyonders or forces besides me who were eyeing them.

"Well, we can't rule out the possibility that... it was sunk by me."

In order to gain access to the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 3 or even higher, Edward had prepared himself mentally for "robbery", but he could not rob and then sink the ship and kill people - however, if the descendants of Abraham used a powerful seal, the situation would be beyond Edward's control.

Why--

Edward sat in the new base of the Aurora Society and sighed: I never thought that one day I would embark on the path of "killing people and stealing treasures".

It was indeed wise to teach the laws of hidden acting and extraordinary characteristics, otherwise the world would be countless times more chaotic than it is now!

Edward looked at the attendant who was standing in front of him with a slight bow, "Is there a base of the Aurora Society in Lunjianhai County?"

The attendant immediately gave an expression of "you ask me", "I... don't know."

"Oblivion is all!"

The next second, the attendant was swallowed by the white light and lost his memory of what happened just now. He looked confused and said, "Sorry, Mr. F, what did you ask just now?" - Strange, why do I always lose my focus when talking to Mr. F recently.

Edward changed the question: "How is the relationship between King Intis and the royal family that I asked you to investigate going?"

"We only found out that the current King of Intis first inherited the throne with the help of the royal family. At the beginning, the relationship between the two sides was very harmonious. But until two or three years ago, for some reason, the two sides seemed to have a conflict. The king's power seemed to be restricted, but the specific reason is completely unknown."

"Is it the king and the royal family fighting for power?"

"It doesn't seem to be."

"Let's continue checking."

"yes!"

The attendant took the order and turned to leave.

The results of the Aurora Society's investigation made Edward even more curious about King Intis. Through the relationship between the future King Loen George III and the royal family, he could get a glimpse of the situation. Compared with the limited power of the king restricted by the church, the long lifespan after being promoted to Sequence 4 might be more attractive to most royal families.

Boom boom boom.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. It was the servant who had just left. "Mr. F, I just received news that Tariq, the person you asked us to find last time, has shown up again."

"who?"

Edward didn't react for a moment, and was stunned, "Are you sure?"

Didn't I disassemble this doll named Tariq into parts last time?

"Yes, it's in one of the places you asked us to keep an eye on, a luxurious villa in the Memorial District."

The villa mentioned by the servant was one of Marcia's properties in Trier. During this period, Edward never gave up monitoring Marcia.

Unexpectedly, I got an unexpected gain.

Did Intis get a new doll?

"When did you find out?"

"I just received news that Tariq entered the villa about twenty minutes ago, and so far there has been no news that he has left."

Edward smiled, "Very good."

...

Memorial Hall area.

Edward transformed into the appearance of Zaratul, and came to a very prosperous villa in spirit + invisible state.

The houses on both sides of this street are very different from the old villas on Rose Street and Emerald Street. They seem to have been newly built in the past ten years and are obviously much more "modernized".

After the gold coins popped out to confirm that there was no danger inside, Edward sneaked into the yard silently, flew around the huge villa, and came to a room with a large glass wall - this should be the villa's restaurant, Marcia and Tariq were sitting on both sides of the dining table, and all kinds of delicious food were placed on the table.

Marcia was talking to Tariq with a glass of wine in hand. Tariq was still wearing his knight's uniform, listening with a blank expression.

Edward wanted to hear what they were talking about, but when he came through the glass, he saw Tariq standing up. "I know, since you can't make the decision, let's wait for the person who can make the decision from the Witch Cult to come, and then we can talk.,小!说-宅` -勉/沸′越\渎^"

Marcia frowned and said, "You just said you need our help, but you never reveal any information. How can I help you contact the top leaders of the Witch Cult? If they don't know anything, I will be the one who will suffer."

"As long as you contact them, they will understand."

Tariq turned and walked out. "Hurry up, time is running out."

Marcia stood up, "What's the time limit?"

"Yeah, I'm curious too, what's the time limit?"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.

Marcia and Tariq then realized that a bearded old man wearing a black robe had appeared in the restaurant. His eyes were as dark and deep as the lightless water.

Marcia's face turned pale and she immediately turned invisible and escaped without hesitation.

Edward waved his hand and stole Marcia's current thoughts, and she froze on the spot, motionless.

Tariq stood there, looking at Edward quietly, his tone revealing some doubt: "Zaratul? Are you here to see her, or to see me?"

"All the same."

Edward smiled, and a brass stick appeared in his hand. "I just want to know where the rest of the things are."

"…"

Tariq's pupils slightly fluctuated. "You took it away? Why did you get involved in this matter? This is not in your interest."

"curious."

"No, you're not the kind of person who would risk his life just for curiosity." Tariq thought for a moment and said, "Did someone ask you for help? Or was it an exchange of interests?"

"No, just pure curiosity."

Edward put the brass stick away again, "I'm curious about what this thing is used for, who is behind this puppet of yours, and what your purpose is."

"If you tell me directly and satisfy my curiosity, maybe I won't get involved anymore."

Tariq was silent for a moment, "You are not Zaratul."

"It seems you are not going to tell it anymore?"

Edward suddenly raised his hand, and silver-white lightning flashed between his palms.

boom!

The next moment, Tariq was swallowed by thunder. The powerful lightning, with its devastating force, destroyed the internal structure of the puppet in an instant, and then exploded.

boom!

In the second explosion, the puppet was broken into countless pieces, which fell to the ground with a clang. However, all the movements were confined to the independent space separated by Edward, and had no impact on the outside world.

Anyway, "Tariq" can't say anything, the Imperius Curse is useless on puppets, and there is no spiritual power to communicate with, so why keep him around - even if he is blown into pieces, it won't affect divination.

If it is destroyed like this, maybe the King Intis behind it will get angry and do something irrational. Then we will know whether he and "Intis" are the same person.

"Next..."

Edward turned to Marcia and channeled her once again.

A few minutes later,

He withdrew from the communication in disappointment. Before he came, Marcia had only talked about half of the matter with Tariq - Tariq wanted to meet the top leaders of the Witch Sect and cooperate with them to do something.

But what exactly happened was not revealed.

"Eh? Intis just sent out a request to the members of the Dusk Hermits, and here Tariq found Marcia to seek cooperation. If this is not a coincidence... it means that Intis is still the king."

So the witch's previous guesses about the disaster were all wrong?

As for Marcia herself, she didn't get any useful information. After that day, she hid in fear for a few days until two days ago, and then Tariq came to her door today.

"Has the Witch Cult never contacted her?"

Just keep this bait, maybe you can catch new fish.

Edward's figure moved and disappeared.

A few minutes later,

Marcia regained consciousness and subconsciously wanted to escape, but she found that Tariq and the old man in the restaurant were gone. Except for the fragments of unknown objects on the floor, everything was no different from before she lost consciousness, as if nothing had happened.

However, this made her even more panicked. She met the old man twice, and was subdued both times without any struggle. Both times he was released without any harm - it was obvious that the other party just wanted to use her to fish.

But what can she do?

Should I flee Trier immediately, or never contact Lady Christine again, or just commit suicide and end it all?

Besides, the old man let me go, but...

"Where's Tariq?"

Just as he murmured, a familiar voice came, "He... is all over the floor."

"???"

Marcia looked at the woman in the black dress who appeared out of nowhere with a bewildered look on her face, "Ah?"

"Tariq is actually a puppet controlled by others. The fragments scattered all over the floor are his torn apart body."

Marcia looked at the fragments and parts in disbelief. She could never have imagined that the "living person" she had come into contact with so many times would actually be a puppet!

Christmena smiled and walked to the glass wall to look at the faint reflection on it. "It turns out that it wasn't Zaratul who took away Intis' brass stick."

"Puff."

A pleasant voice laughed, "No wonder that guy felt so wronged when we beat him up."

"Hehe, this is so interesting~"

"Why don't you keep this fake one?"

"First, we may not be able to keep him. Second, why should we keep him? Even if the enemy of my enemy is not a friend, they should not become enemies. This person is obviously here for the Intis brass stick. The muddier the water, the better, isn't it?"

Christine suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's how it is. I understand."

"Huh! You, how could you not know this truth? You insist on making me say it out loud, and then you compliment me and coax me!"

"Hehe~ Mommy figured it out, so cool!"

"...You come again! But I just like the feeling of being coaxed and praised by others.

That's great~"

Chapter 537 Commission Begins

On the other side, Edward did not walk too far after leaving Marcia's house. Instead, he stared at one place for a while, trying to see if he could wait for a big fish to appear. ^Seek_book+help! ￠No?wrong`content,

Unfortunately, after waiting for half an hour, nothing happened.

"Hey, why do I feel like these guys are trying so hard to hide even if they have to hide for three days?!"

Edward frowned.

Hey,

How about...taking a risk and going frying some fish?

...

The palace of Intis.

Although it was late at night, the lights were still on.

Naturally, the first people to benefit from Roselle's inventions were the upper class people in the kingdom. Even the conservative Earl Clear, who opposed Roselle, did not reject the "convenience of technology" - it was just that he only wanted a small number of people to enjoy it, and there was no need to promote it.

Suddenly, a figure appeared above the palace.

He had the same full beard and wore a black robe with a hood, doing nothing to conceal his aura and movements.

Almost at the same time as he appeared, two people blocked his way - one was wearing gorgeous royal armor, and the other was wearing a noble robe. Both of them looked only in their thirties or forties, but in fact they were old monsters who had lived for a long time.

"Zaratul? What are you doing here?"

Edward imitated Zaratul's voice and said hoarsely: "I need this. I am willing to exchange it for an equal value. You can make an offer."

He took out the brass stick.

The two royal angels frowned, "What is this?"

"oh?"

Edward said calmly, "Shouldn't your royal family know more about this than I do?"

The man in armor had fire in his eyes. "Zaratul, do you believe that I will beat you to death right now?"

The other one stopped him and said, "Zaratul, you might as well explain it more clearly. This is indeed the first time we have seen this thing."

"First time meeting?"

Edward laughed. "That's impossible. I got this thing from someone in your royal family."

"who?"

"Oh, go check it out yourself. If you find anything, you can contact me at any time. I am willing to buy it at a high price. I will not cheat men or women."

Having said that, Edward backed away and was about to disappear.

"Zaratul, are you fucking shady with us?"

The armored man snorted coldly, "Who do you think we are, Intis? You can come as you please and leave as you please? Die!"

He pushed the other man aside and turned into a ball of fire and rushed towards Edward.

Edward, however, was not in a hurry. He stretched out his hand like an ancient scholar, and a man with blue curly hair appeared. If it was in the future, someone would definitely recognize that this was the Sea King Courtman.

As soon as "Cotman" appeared, a dazzling silver-white light burst out from his body. Silver-white electric snakes leaped out, carrying a violent and destructive aura that was so strong that it seemed tangible. They densely struck the surroundings, covering the surrounding area of ​​thousands of meters in a thunder forest.

"Zaratul, you dare!!"

boom!!!

Silver-white thunder exploded in the sky above the royal palace. The burst of light almost lit up the entire city of Trier. The huge thunder woke up the residents of Trier who were still half asleep.

When the lightning dissipated, Zaratul (Edward) had already disappeared, leaving only the angry roar:

"Zaratul!!!"

...

28 Emerald Street.

When Edward returned home, he saw Dubois sitting on the sofa, looking at Bernadette who was sleeping on the sofa with a smile on his face.

Hearing the footsteps, he immediately looked up and said, "Boss, you're back."

"Well, when did this little girl come?"

"She came after dinner and said she was waiting for you to take her out to play. She fell asleep while waiting. I'm so tired." Dubois said, "Should we wake her up?"

Edward said quickly, "Goodbye. I've been busy all day and I really don't have the energy to take her out to play. Let Endili carry her to the bedroom to sleep. Go and tell Matilda too."

"Understood."

Dubois nodded and then asked, "Did your work go smoothly today?"

Edward pinched his chin and nodded: "Well, it's hard to say whether it went smoothly or not, but it was pretty cool."

"Cool?"

Dubois was silent for a while. Are you sure you are doing serious business tonight? It seems that this sentence is more in line with Russell's character.

However, as a butler, he did not need to know so much. He bowed slightly and walked away quickly. Not long after, Endili came over quietly, picked up Bernadette and took her to the bedroom.

Edward returned to his room to wash up, then entered Sefirah Castle with a few puppet parts:

"The origin of this puppet."

He divined again and entered a hazy dream, and opened his eyes again two or three minutes later.

This "new" puppet is the same as the last one, both are from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, and one of the puppets is also the young man in gorgeous clothes - the King of Intis.

Edward looked at the puppet parts for a while, and suddenly something came to his mind. He wrote down the divination sentence again: "The operator of this puppet."

He closed his eyes, and after a blur of nothingness in front of him, everything suddenly became pitch black.

Half a minute later, the dream scene was shattered and Edward woke up again.

"Did the divination fail? Or is the manipulator in that darkness?"

This result really surprised him. No matter which one it was, it most likely meant that the one controlling the puppet was not the King of Intis!

Otherwise, the divination showed that he asked the church for the puppet, but it couldn't show that he controlled the puppet. If someone was playing tricks, it would be unlikely that they would reveal such a flaw, right?

If the operator of "Tariq" is "Intis", then this is also a disguised proof that the king is not him.

Then wasn't it stupid of me to be so proud of discovering the true identity of "Intis" before?

However, since King Intis was involved, even if Intis was not the king, he must have some relationship with the king? Could it be the demigods or angels of the royal family?

That doesn't make sense. The Wang clan and the king obviously have a bad relationship. Why would the king ask the church for the doll and then cooperate with them in using it?

I don't know if I can bring out the real "Intis" in the fried fish I make tonight.

Just as he was thinking about this, Edward's spirit began to move.

"Huh? Speak of the word Cao Cao, and he will appear?"

He took out a silver cross that emitted a faint glow, infused it with spirituality, and watched it transform into a blurry image again. Intis was standing in the empty church of bones waiting.

With a large infusion of spiritual energy, Edward once again came to the sacred and terrifying church. Almost as soon as he landed, he heard "Intis" say calmly: "The commission will start from tomorrow and last for three days."

"Oh? So fast?"

"The development of the matter was slightly beyond my expectations."

Intis continued, "During these three days, you need to stay at the location I designate for 24 hours. If anyone tries to take the things underground, you need to do your best to stop and delay them while waiting for others to rescue you."

"Oh, so this means I can meet Mr. Hunter and Ms. Witch this time, right?"

Edward smiled and said, "By the way, if I really can't stop you, can I take the stuff and run away?"

"Can."

"Then I'm curious, if that's the case, why don't you just take all the things out and keep them together?"

Intis said, "Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is best not to touch it, and do not take it away from its original location at will. The reason is... I also said that day that the things left behind by the Tudor Dynasty are very dangerous."

"Oh, do you believe that everyone will listen to you?"

"I don't believe it. But if you want to get the reward for the commission in the end, I hope you can do it." After a pause, "I can assure the leader that the thing will have no effect on you."

Edward snapped his fingers. "Okay! What's the address?"

"Noor, 11 Aden Street."

"learn."

Edward held out his hand. "Where's that thing? The Wanderer Extraordinary Characteristics I want."

Intis said calmly: "Of course, I will hand it over to you after the commission is successful."

Edward curled his lips and asked, "Oh, by the way, did Mr. Hermes agree to help you?"

"...No."

"Ah? Then where are you going to fill the last person you're missing?"

Intis said, "You don't have to worry about this."

"Tsk, so stingy. Then I have one last question. Who is the enemy? What is his identity? How strong is he?"

"A traitor from the witch sect, the Sequence 2 disaster witch Crismena."

Edward: "???"

"Wait, me? Sequence 4? Fighting Sequence 2? Are you kidding me?"

Intis said: "Of course, the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 3 are not that easy to obtain. You can still regret it now."

"…"

After some hesitation, Edward said, "Let's do it!"

Intis said in a cold tone: "I have said before that the only thing that really puts people in danger, or makes them move forward despite knowing the danger, is greed. That was the case with the Amon Ruins, and it is also the case with this commission."

In response, Edward simply gave him a middle finger, then watched the Church of Bones collapse and shatter into pieces before quickly returning to Sefirah Castle.

"Chrismena, a Sequence 2 disaster witch and a traitor to the witch sect?"