Chapter 669 Actions of All Parties
Loen Kingdom, East Chester County.
It is now the last day of March, and the weather in East Chester County is comfortable and the vegetation is lush. Even at night, there is no need for a fireplace to provide heat, and you will not feel cold.
In her bedroom, Audrey, who was wearing pajamas, refused to be served by the maid. She stepped on the soft carpet with her fair and beautiful feet and came to the mirror. She combed her hair and said to the big golden retriever lying next to her, "I know." Well, Susie, we will be able to return to Backlund in two months."
The golden-handed dog lay on the carpet and said, "I think it's pretty good here. The smog in Backlund is too serious. They always make my hair tangle."
"It's okay, someone will sort it out for you."
Audrey combed her hair and said, "There will be a hunting event in a few days, and then you will be able to exercise your muscles and bones. Are you looking forward to it?"
Susie looked up at the bright girl and said, "Audrey, I'm no longer what I used to be. Now, I prefer reading books to catching prey."
Audrey lowered her head and said earnestly, "Susie, a dog should look like a dog, even if it's a look."
"Okay, I understand." The big dog lay back.
"In addition, I will soon be able to obtain the 'Hypnotist' formula." Audrey said with some pride, "In order to obtain it, I have endured for more than two months and have been accumulating contributions."
Susie lay on the ground and said, "Audrey, I'm just a dog, you don't need to show off to me."
Audrey pouted involuntarily. At this moment, a boundless gray fog suddenly surged in front of her eyes. She saw an unclear figure in a prayer posture in the room, and heard words reaching her ears.
"Dear Mr. Fool, I am investigating a man. I suspect that he was involved in the great smog incident in Backlund. This man is now on Damir Port."
"I hope to get as much information about him as possible. I hope you can help me release this commission to the members of the Tarot Club. I will give corresponding rewards depending on the level of detail of the information, and guarantee that the reward will not be less than 100. pound."
This is the voice of Mr. Chariot!
The man involved in the Great Smog Incident in Backlund is in Port Damir?
At this time, Audrey saw that the photo that was originally placed on the table near Mr. Chariot was magnified by some strange force, so that Audrey could see clearly that it was a middle-aged man wearing a clergy robe , with dark golden hair and blind in one eye.
As an 'spectator', Audrey easily remembered the man's appearance, and began to think about it.
"Mr. Chariot is investigating this man, hoping to obtain relevant information. This is an entrustment for all members of the Tarot Society. That's why Mr. Fool let me see and hear it."
"However, I'm very unfamiliar with this man, and I don't even know who he is. Mister Fool should know this, why did you inform me?"
"Wait, Mr. Fool's favored person was active in the Great Smog incident. It was also Mr. Fool who told me the name of the original witch. This means that Mr. Fool is secretly paying attention to the Great Smog incident."
"Perhaps, Mister Fool's real intention is to hope that I can contact the Church of Evernight and send out the news that the participant appeared in Port Damir?"
Audrey stood up suddenly: "It must be so."
She went on to be troubled: "But I'm in East Chester County now. Well, I remember there is a telegraph at home. I can send a telegram to Dad, and he will know how to deal with it."
"But I want to find a reason, an excuse, to convince him that I knew the news by accident."
"It doesn't bother me, I'm not who I used to be!"
On the carpet, the big golden retriever raised his head and said, "Audrey, that's my line."
Also on this night, on the calm sea, the 'Blue Avenger' was rocking slightly like a cradle in the gently undulating waves. Although it was already night, there were still many sailors staying on the deck.
Already drunk, they were singing excitedly there, making a noise no less than the sound of a storm.
This made Alger in the captain's cabin frowned subconsciously, then stood up and closed the window of the room to fight against the terrible singing outside.
"Two months."
"Still haven't obtained the formula for 'Ocean Singer'."
Alger sighed softly, and then comforted himself: "But this is normal, after all, this belongs to Sequence 5, which is the level closest to the demigod, and it is an item with a price but no market. No matter how much money you have, it is difficult to buy it. .”
Suddenly there was a strong wind around him without a sound, which made him float up, controlling the invisible wind around him, Alger let out a sigh of relief: "The digestion of the 'Wind Blessed One' potion is progressing well, just as I guessed before It’s the same, you can simply act according to the name, but occasionally you have to make yourself irritable, so as to conform to the characteristics of the wind.”
Falling back on the carpet, Alger looked towards the window: "In half a year, at most half a year, I can finish digesting 'Wind Blessed One'. I hope that before that, I can get the formula of 'Ocean Singer'."
At this moment, boundless gray fog surged in front of his eyes, he saw blurred figures praying, heard the corresponding words, and saw the photo on the table zoom in on itself, allowing Alger to clearly see the blind eye in the photo middle-aged man.
"Participant in the Great Smog of Backlund. Port Damir."
Alger quickly grasped some key words, and tried his best to remember the appearance of the person in the photo.
"I don't know this person, so I can't provide corresponding information to Chariot. However, the church should be interested in this news."
"He is actually in Damir Port. The church is investigating in Bansi Port, which is near Damir Port!"
Alger made a decision immediately.
In Damir Port, Sifa was just packing up his things and getting ready to go to bed, when he was inspired. He saw a black viscous liquid flowing from the gap of the closed window, flowing through the wall and falling to the ground, and then Kardashian A figure emerged from the mass of black mucus, and the last drop of mucus was retracted into her bare feet on the carpet. The more and more charming woman looked at Sifa.
"You don't look well."
As a Kardashian with the characteristics of an 'spectator' who can see through her own emotional changes, Xifa didn't find it strange at all. He nodded: "Do you still remember the target they are tracking in the Jagged Cross? I just met him, he Right on Port Damir, he might be a demigod."
Kardashian turned and sat on the edge of the bed, her thighs were exposed from the slit skirt: "Then what are you waiting for, don't run fast, if I remember correctly, you are not a demigod, are you?"
Oh yeah, there is no continuous update this month, and I am worried that I will forget to update it like last time. I redeemed a leave note at the beginning of the month, and it seems that I will not need it.
It’s almost 1.5 million words in a blink of an eye. I hope I can finish the book smoothly, so please support me a lot, thank you~