Lord of the Mysteries v6c90 - Tencent MTL

Early in the morning, count Hall woke up at the time he was most accustomed to, and took a walk in his garden and on the lawn.

By the time he had seen some of his beloved pure-blooded horses, went back to the third floor of the villa and changed his clothes, his wife Catelyn had got up and was telling the maid to convey the arrangement she had just thought of.

"it's time for breakfast." Earl Hall stood by the coat rack and said something to his wife with a smile.

Just then, he heard a noise coming from outside, and it was getting closer and closer, and it did not calm down.

With an invisible frown, count Hall glanced at his valet.

Without the need for the great nobleman to speak, the valet immediately went to the window and opened the rest of the tulle curtain.

After a brush, more light shone into the bedroom, a clear.

The valet immediately looked out of the window, glanced around, and his expression suddenly became dignified.

He looked back, glanced at the countess, who was still talking to the maid, walked quickly to count Hall, and said in a low voice:

"Parade! A lot of people are marching! "

Parade? Earl Hall is no stranger to the term. As the Roon aristocrat and the second largest shareholder in the Conston Coal and Steel complex, he has seen a number of workers marching to demand higher weekly wages and maximum working hours, and in the last month or two, Beckland also had several demonstrations and protests over a variety of problems, but they were quickly quieted down with little impact.

His eyes moved back and forth on the valet's face for a few seconds, and count Hall narrowed his eyes, keenly aware that today's parade might not be what he had imagined.

He walked on quietly and came to the window.

At first glance, count Hall's eyes suddenly solidified.

With the advantage of being on the third floor, he saw that the road in the distance was full of people, who gathered together and poured in this direction, like a huge dark cloud hanging over Beckland.

"Bread!"

"We want bread!"

The cries of tens of thousands or more gathered together and gradually became loud and clear, and the scalp of count Hall was slightly numb.

When he participated in activities such as the Grand Mass in the Remembrance Square, he had never seen so many people and heard the words added together, but at that time, he was barely in the crowd and was part of the whole, and today, he is one of the targets of the surging tide.

Count Hall could not help looking at the rear of the parade and found that there was no end at all, but the experienced man could judge by some of the details he had observed.

He could see very few policemen and soldiers on both sides of the parade, as small as the waves caused by the tide compared with a large number of people.

Earl Hall believes that the parade against Queens will certainly be under the strongest control, not without a large number of soldiers and police being sent, and the current situation can only explain one thing:

Too many people took part in the parade!

So that the soldiers and police were scattered too far away!

A parade of more than 100,000 people? Maybe it's more than. Parades caused by food shortages can turn into riots and looting at any time. It still seems to be in order. Is it because there are so many organizers and leaders? Damn it, didn't MI9 and the major churches find any sign? How can a parade of this size be organized overnight? Even if Baekeland has become a powder keg, it will take a lot of matches to light it! Thought after thought flashed through count Hall's mind, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Bread!"

"We want bread!"

The shout became more and more orderly and louder, as if there was a tsunami in the city.

At this moment, the manservants and maids in count Hall's mansion sensed the movement, and came to the window and looked out of the gate.

Their faces soon turned pale, as if they could not escape from a burst flood.

"Bread!"

"We want bread!"

In a cry, count Hall turned a little pale in the shock of the crowd.

He could not help but look back at the guards and bodyguards gathered outside the house, at the extraordinary members of the Night Church around him who were responsible for protecting his family, and found that their reactions were different.

The guards and bodyguards were full of fear, and the expressions of some of the extraordinary men he had hired inside had become quite serious, and the guardians of the Night Church had sympathy and compassion in their eyes.

For the church, I may be equivalent to a thousand believers, while there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more outside. Count Hall had such an instant insight that he had a clear understanding of the consequences of what he was going to do:

Even if armed to the teeth, only a small number of guards, it is impossible to fight against so many marchers, once a conflict breaks out, the extraordinary people of the Church of the Night can not be expected, their own family can escape from Queens under hired bodyguards, even if the goddess is blessed!

For the first time, count Hall felt the power of the crowd and the horror of the gathering of so many people.

At the turn of his thoughts, he immediately turned his head and told the valet:

"send a telegram to the Prime Minister and to other aristocrats, saying that I am willing to take the lead and donate most of the grain!

"ask them to keep calm!"

As the airwaves flew and exchanged, the aristocrats living in Queens knew the attitude of Earl Hall.

The current Duke Negan looked out of the window solemnly, was silent for a while, exhaled, and said to the male secretary next to him:

"protect the mansion, give up the tough posture, and follow count Hall.

"also, first of all, set an example to those businessmen who are hoarding grain!"

When the upper class reached a preliminary agreement and had a plan to deal with it, count Hall finally fell back to his original position and had the spare power to go to the restaurant and rendezvous with his family.

As he passed the door of the restaurant, he subconsciously glanced at what was going on inside.

The wife stood by the window, looking out anxiously; the eldest son kept pacing back and forth, looking angry and anxious; the daughter stood beside her, watching the procession move forward like a tide in great silence.

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Sea of Fog, Future.

Kadelia stepped on the bright bridge of starlight and returned to the deck.

"Captain, you must take care of Frank this time!" Nina, the boatswain, rushed first and shouted.

Kadelia's melancholy and sad mood was broken, and she frowned slightly:

"what did he do?"

Nina said angrily:

"he asked me if I would have a baby, and he wanted to study how life is conceived and how the soul is born!"

". Did you hit him? " Gadelia said in silence for a second.

"I did!" Nina made no secret of it.

Kadelia then looked at Frank not far away, ignoring his bruised face:

"you'd better study the reproduction of fish first."

"all right." Frank scratched his head and followed the captain's orders.

Cardelia immediately looked at the pale, bloodless Heath who grew out of the cabin shadow. Doyle nodded:

"it's all right."

Heath. Doyle obviously relaxed:

"Yes, Captain."

When the crew made such a fuss, Gadelia finally returned to the real world, rubbed her forehead while they were not looking, and flew into the captain's room.

Then she magically sealed the place and took out the "wishing lamp", which was also at the top of the "0" seal.

When she had finished her preparations, Gadelia sat down behind her desk, bowed her head, recited the honorable name of Mr. Fool in giant language, and reported to him about the Mystery Queen.

Klein, who was carrying a lantern to survey the terrain around the ruins of the northern city-state, listened for a few seconds, and then followed the process into the fog.

He immediately sat on the high-backed chair belonging to the fool at the top of the mottled table and spread the spirit to the crimson star representing the hermit.

"the Secret Queen has a preliminary clue to the pristine island and plans to leave the safe channel for a long and extensive search.

"the primitive island was discovered by accident by Rossell the Great, and one of his nine secret mausoleums may well be hidden on it. This is the only one that has not been found and destroyed, and it is the hope of the Emperor's resurrection.

"however, the creatures of that primitive island seem to worship the unknown forces derived from the starry sky, just knowing the starry sky will be polluted. We have to remind the hermit lady to write a letter to warn the mysterious queen.

"'make a wish lamp'. "make a wish lamp"? It turns out that this'0' seal is in the hands of the Mystic Queen. It is a combination of the extraordinary characteristics of the 'miracle master' and the mysterious characteristics of its origin, and even the true god cannot be shattered. " As soon as Klein heard about 0Mui 05, he immediately adjusted his perspective and magnified the image of the golden "magic lamp" in the shape of a kettle.

Suddenly, the wick of the pot mouth of the "wishing lamp" lit up by itself!