Wright followed the sound and looked behind him, only to see a bearded uncle in a somewhat shabby green coat and a strange cotton hat that covered his ears, being mocked by several children.

"Get out of here!" roared the uncle, using his cane to chase away the children who surrounded him.

Wright could clearly see that although the uncle shook his cane very hard, he was always able to avoid the children with precision and hit the ground.

Bang!

The sound of the cane striking did not intimidate the children, and even some of them who were wearing last night's Halloween masks deliberately took off their masks and grimaced at him.

"Hee-hee, let's go, let's ignore him. It's not fun, it's not fun!" said one of the children, grimacing at him again before leaving the place satisfied.

Naturally, only the uncle known as "Rick" was left, and his panting and embarrassed appearance.

Wright was originally looking for the "Ancient Mystery Investigation Institute", although the surroundings looked neat and not dirty or dilapidated, but there were really not a few living people to see, so Wright had to ask the uncle in front of him tentatively:

"Well, hello, do you know, know, well, the 'Ancient Mystical Institute'?"

Hearing the last few words Wright, the uncle turned his head suddenly, and his eyes were like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time, as if he was about to shine:

"What do you say? Say it again, what are you looking for?"

"Ancient Mystical Inquiry. Wright replied clearly but quietly.

"Who called you here?, or what is your purpose?" the uncle continued, taking a few steps closer to Wright.

Although Wright also thought that his next move would be a little rude, the smell of some food corruption emanating from the raunchy uncle in front of him, and the sour smell of meat from somewhere, still made him, a man who loves cleanliness, seem a little unacceptable.

"Vomit, vomit," Wright retched, "I'm sorry." ”

"It's a bit of a taste, isn't it? ”

Seeing this scene, the uncle became a little interested, and by the way, he also sniffed his clothes.

"It's a bit dirty, isn't it," he continued:

"As soon as you answer those two questions, I'll take a shower and tell you about the 'Ancient Mystical Institute'. ”

"Okay. I, my name is Wright Hain, and I was given your business card by Mayor Shamonta. I've been interested in the occult since I was in college, and I've heard about the ruins of dragons here, and this place might be of some help to my research. Wright explained his identity and purpose in one breath.

"That's right. The uncle transferred his staff to his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and said:

"Timod Socrates. I'm the manager of the place you're looking for. ”

"Hello," Wright held out his hand and shook Timod's hand politely, "can you take me in now?"

"Absolutely. Timod said with a smile.

Immediately after, he reached into his coat pocket and fumbled for something, and within a few seconds, a strange red key appeared in his hand.

Wright turned his gaze curiously to the key, which was more like a tool for repair, unlike the current form of keys used throughout the Empire.

Under Timod's skillful manipulation, the key, which had penetrated deep into the center of the lock, disappeared in place.

Click!

Without warning, the lock opened suddenly, and Timod smiled and waved for Wright to follow in.

"It seems unremarkable here. ”

Wright's first image after entering the courtyard was disappointment.

Everything here is not much different from his house, with a simple Western-style courtyard, plain northern plants, and even a pale blue wooden door.

Before stepping through the door, even Wright had a delusion.

"How does this look so much like my house. Is this an illusion?"

"Come in. Timod's shout interrupted Wright's train of thought, and after the wooden door opened, Wright finally saw everything in the room.

"Western-style houses are not quite the same as the style of the Avantley Empire and the Flame Empire. Wright said, looking around.

"That's right, it's based on a room I arrived in thirty years ago. It's just that a lot of things are wrong with people, and the soothsayer, alas, won't talk about it. Timod said, with a subtle hint of loss in his eyes.

"Yes, the past few years have changed a lot for the empire. Wright casually chimed in, and cautiously walked into the room.

"You can sit in the chair in front of you for a while. There are no sofas here, I can't afford this thing. Timod said with a smile, turning to take off his coat and placing it on the hanger.

"Okay, I don't mind waiting. Wright smiled, stepped forward to the chair in three or two steps, and opened his eyes to carefully examine the illusion around him.

The long table is a simple wooden table, haphazardly brushed with red paint. But the crystal ball placed on the table was very appropriate, and after Wright turned his eyes, he even saw some blue light at the first glance of the crystal ball.

Surprised, Wright turned his gaze away.

The shelves filled with all kinds of books of different types, and the chandelier that was a little torn and almost crumbling overhead seemed to be second-hand.

As well as some weird stones placed and hung by the walls, he was very satisfied with the overall atmosphere.

"It's amazing, and it doesn't seem wrong here. Wright said, turning his camera back to the crystal ball in front of him.

"I'll take a shower first, wait for me for fifteen minutes, and then you can walk around the house as much as you like. It's okay to read a book, as long as you don't break things. Timod said, and walked into the bathroom without looking back.

Wow!

The sound of the water was heard, and Wright didn't have a chance to ask anything in the fifteen minutes.

Staring at the crystal ball in front of him, Wright felt a trace of fluctuation in the demonic power in his body.

Although he rarely used this power, and he really didn't need it in this era of mechanics and pistols, he still needed to show it more or less when studying ancient, mysterious, and even legendary things.

"The power of metal, you are the beginning of this world. Wright muttered a mantra in his heart.

In a short time, a faint blue light shone from his left hand.

As he unleashed the magic source power again, the blue light actually condensed into a sharp knife, which Wright was familiar with, the power of this metal magic source power was no less than any cold weapon in reality.

Of course, he was still as fragile as a child in front of the pistol.

Bang!

The bathroom door was savagely pushed open, and by the time Timod walked up to Wright, he had changed into a decent interior attire.

"I'm done, I don't think we should talk about ruins or mysteries as soon as we meet. Timod said, sitting straight across from Wright.

It was then that Wright noticed that there were only two chairs near the rectangular table, and that the two people sitting opposite each other would always stand opposite each other.

"One of my purposes is to see the ruins and the objects in it. Wright hurriedly retorted, looking a little unhappy.

"It's a rule that no one can break. You also know that people who believe in the mystery have to agree with one point of view. This world was created by the Creator, and anyone is a nightmare for Him. For everything he has created, including the rules, we must choose to accept and obey, and not challenge the slightest. Otherwise, we will be the only ones who will disappear. Timod said with a serious face, stroking his long beard by the way.

"Okay, then follow your rules. Wright said reluctantly.

Originally, he was going to refute a paragraph, but Timod, who had the same point of view, made him unable to refute it at all, so he could only choose to accept it.

"Of course, my rules here are not complicated. You only need to do one divination to join our research office. ”

"I don't have any plans to do that. Wright refused outright.

"You have to think about it," Timod said with a slight smile.

"If you don't join, you don't have access to or investigate anything here. ”

"Okay, I accept. Wright chose to obey.

"That's right. Timod smiled.

Immediately after, he walked with a slight difficulty, dragging a somewhat disabled leg, fumbling for something on the shelf.

After a while, when he sat back in his seat, he placed a boxy box that was so delicate that it did not match the arrangement here in front of Wright.

"Tarot cards, you should be no stranger. It's better to use this divination wave. When I went to the south, someone did this kind of divination for my fate. She was an elegant Westerner woman, and almost everything she divined came true. So, I believe this. Timod recalled, his eyes still full of warm feelings for the memory.

"Of course, I'm willing to do such divination. Wright had no choice but to agree.

"Very well, so you can draw three of those twenty-two cards right now. Of course, there is still a shuffling and cutting action, although this is not gambling. Timod smiled and handed the tarot card to Wright.

Smack, smack, smack.

After skillfully shuffling the cards and cutting the cards, Wright closed his eyes and thought inwardly about what he was going to divination.

"I wish I could get in touch with the legendary dragons and feel their power. ”

Then, with his hand, he gently unfolded the tarot cards and carefully drew three of them in turn.

After returning the other cards to Timod, he unfolded the three cards one after the other, took a breath, and flipped one of the cards close to his left hand.

"0, Fool, what does this mean?" Wright asked, although he had a little knowledge of tarot cards, but the appearance of this card still puzzled him.