Lord of the Mysteries v5c52

Chapter 52 Establishing Connections
Chunas Kolger, with dark blue eyes and rare inches of hair from high-level people, came up to Dawn Downes with a small smile, carrying a glass of champagne.
"You're lucky and courageous today."
If it means that the next one after taking bribes often abandons the cards directly, preferring to lose blind bets, it depends not on luck, but on knowledge... As for the rest of the time, playing cards with you will almost run out of the luck that Nyuni, the winner, has accumulated over the past few days... Klein shook his glass of light gold liquor and sighed and laughed.
"For a person who doesn't care about the result, of course, no one is afraid to fight any way.
"Oh, praise the goddess!"
This is a Luanian implication to show that he is mainly here to lose money today. Good luck is the blessings of the gods, and has nothing to do with himself.
Chunas didn't lose much tonight, that's one or two hundred pounds. Although it's quite a lot compared with his apparent salary, for a Major General and Deputy Director of MI9, the hidden demigod, salary is only the smallest part of his income. So he didn't care. He smiled and shook his head.
"Human beings are always unable to see through the fate of the arrangements.
"You are an interesting person. Nice to meet you."
His last remark was half praise and half politeness, and the representative ended the conversation.
However, Klein "acted" all night in order to know the demigod of the Black Emperor's way. How could he give up on it? First, he responded, "I'm glad to know you too", and then he seemed to ask the Tao at will:
"Your Major General, do you know anything about the manor in the suburbs of Beckland? It's better to have a huntable forest with you.
According to Klein's information from Miss Justice, the deputy director of Major General Chunas Korg did not know whether it was due to personality problems or his special position. He did not like to hold various banquets, dances, salons at home, and rarely accepted invitations in this regard.
His hobbies are very simple. First, he likes to smoke cigars, especially "Chief Cigars" produced in the area of East Baylor Mikont, which is recognized as the best cigars in the world. Second, he likes to play cards, mainly in Texas. Third, he likes hunting. He often goes to the suburbs of Beckland in autumn and winter, even to Ahova County and East Chester County. Fang Hunting.
Klein had planned to buy the manor before, purely for the sake of integration into the upper class, but there was no consideration in this regard. Today, after meeting Chunas Kolg, he temporarily added the corresponding demand, hoping to arouse the interest of the other side. Maybe he could invite the deputy director of MI9 to go to the suburbs together. Hunting, enjoying a happy weekend, and looking for opportunities to get started.
Chunas Kolg took a sip of champagne and thought:
"Let me keep an eye out for you. If it's suitable, someone will be sent to Berkeland Street, right? Well, go there and tell you."
"Thank you very much." Klein responded sincerely.
At the same time, he felt sorry for Richard son, a former close servant who had just become a housekeeper's assistant. The eager young man had recently returned early and late to collect information for his employer about the Beckland Country Estate, to see what met the requirements and what would be sold, and to conduct field surveys one by one, with a view to submitting it finally. There is no problem with each option. Employers should not be allowed to see which one is in the data. Only when they send someone to ask, can they find out that others do not want to sell at all, or that the actual situation is very different from the description of the data.
After Klein temporarily adjusted the demand, all the work Richard had done before would undoubtedly have to be pushed back.
All evil Party A... Well, when this is done, Tanya will be asked to raise his annual salary by 5 pounds, and the Housekeeper will certainly earn a little more than when he is a valet. Five pounds. In today's game, one or two bets are gone... Richard's salary for a year can also play a few cards... In his silent sigh, Klein suddenly noticed that his eyes were on him.
He looked back on the past undisguised and found that he was Admiral Emilius Levitt.
The stern middle-aged man nodded slightly and retracted his eyes. He had no intention of communicating with Dawn Downes or calling for people to catch the extraordinary wild people. After all, it was a military partner. It was not uncommon for a businessman and adventurer with extensive connections in the South China to occasionally get potions. Things.
Just then, Colonel Calvin and Senator Macht, each carrying their glasses, went to Dawn Downes.
"How could that be?" Calvin lowered his voice and asked rather helplessly.
Since Dawn Downtais won nearly 1,000 pounds, he and Senator Macht had to change their tactics from prudence to boldness in order not to let Admiral Amelias lose money. They lost hundreds of pounds each, which was heartbreaking.
In this way, combined with the loss of others, Admiral Amelias won two or three hundred pounds in the end.
In this regard, Klein laid his hands on:
"I haven't seen the bottom card!"
His implication is that this is purely the care of the gods in the field of fate.
Up to now, the powerful gods, angels and "secret existence" in the field of fate include but are not limited to "the goddess of night", "the fool", "the mercury snake", "Will Onsetin", "Paris Soloaster", "the blasphemer" Amon and "the angel of fate" Urolus.
"It's really a distressing thing." Senator Macht grinned and shook his head. "Calvin and I lost so much that we dared not go home."
They lost almost half of their annual income.
Dawn Downes, with white sideburns, looked surprised at what he heard.
"When did you lose?"
He then pointed to the chips stacked in front of his position:
"I just saved the 1,000 pounds I bought in the first place, and the rest are yours."
Colonel Calvin and Senator Macht stared at each other and smiled one after another.
"We played too hard and calculated incorrectly." Calvin nodded approvingly.
Klein laughed, then turned the subject aside and looked for the night supper on the side table.
...
Baiyin City, one of the twin towers in the round tower.
Derrick Berg was informed that he had met Colin Iliad, the head of the Six-Person Council.
"You said you had something to ask?" Colin, who had a lot of old scars on his face, looked at the teenager who was not tall across the street and asked gently.
Delik saluted and responded frankly:
"Yes, Sir, I need to be in pure darkness for the promotion of the Priest of Light, but once I enter the darkness, it will be very dangerous and I do not know how to solve this problem."
Colin Iliad listened carefully and nodded.
"You need to make sure that it's pure darkness or dull darkness? These two concepts are quite different.
"If it's the latter, you can get it in the dungeon at the bottom of the round tower. You've been there for a while and you should know what I'm talking about."
DeRick had a deep fear of the dungeon at the bottom of the tower, where he first met Amon, the "blasphemer", and not only saw the mutant leader of the former exploration team, but also suffered from parasitism. If it was not necessary, he was reluctant to recall.
At this point, the chief reminder, he slowly to mobilize the corresponding memory, found that the tower at the bottom, although each cell will distribute candles, but once burnt out, can only wait for the guards to send food and medicines when they come to collect - this is not frequent, three times a day, a long interval.
In such an environment, monsters emerge and humans disappear from the sky.
Derrick remembered that for a time he had been in darkness without any danger.
He thought for a while and hesitated to say:
"In the darkness and darkness at the bottom of the circular tower, is there any extra force?"
Is it this power that resists the tendency of darkness to make people disappear and nurture monsters?
Colin Iliad looked at the two straight swords hanging across his eyewall, nodded softly and sighed:
"Yes, so it's called dull darkness, not pure darkness."
Derrick's eyebrows wrinkled a little as if he were thinking about something.
After a few seconds, he said uncertainly:
"If so, the darkness outside the base of the round tower is not pure darkness. Many historical books record that the night before the dark age will not evaporate, nor will it breed monsters. Now the darkness must have changed, or other forces mixed together, to become dangerous."
"Yes, it's a reminder that you've made progress... So I just asked you, is it pure darkness or dull darkness that you need? Colin's pale blue eyes showed a little sigh.
This... Is there pure darkness outside God's Abandoned Land? Derick was sad and refreshed.
"Sir, I'm not sure. I need some time to make sure."
He believed that the members of Tarot Club, such as Mr. inverted hanger and Mr. World, who had a wide range of knowledge, experience and strength, could find a good way.
Colin Iliad did not ask much. He nodded.
"Go ahead.
"By Sequence 5, even if you haven't been demigod for a long time, you have a chance to take charge of some seals."
...
Beckland, Hillston, changed into a brown jacket, wore a cap with a duck tongue, and pretended to be an ordinary short man.
She has officially taken over the Commission to follow up on Mr. Ernest Boyar, and several bounty hunters are involved in the mission.
Ernest Boyar lifted his hat on top of his armrest, pointed it forward with his stick and ordered the coachman to go:
"To St. George's."
That is southeast of Beckland and separated from the Eastern Sector by the Tassok River.
Ernest sniffed, looked out of the window, and suddenly snorted.
As a blood viscount, how could he possibly not find the trail of a poor bounty hunter?