Monday, July 4th.

Jianhai County, on the construction site of the cinema in Belden City.

Stop. Standing in front of a sign with the words "Regulations" written on it, Dilcha smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the construction workers who consciously obeyed the decrees.

Then, without hesitation, she picked up the "Law Mage" potion she had prepared long ago, raised her head and drank it.

Speaking of which, the promotion ceremony of the "Law Mage" requires that laws and regulations be established in towns with at least 10,000 people, and that everyone covered by the law recognize and abide by these laws from the bottom of their hearts for a period of time, and the longer it lasts, the better the effect.

But with tens of thousands of people, it is certainly impossible for the mind to be completely unified, and Hugh lacks the "brave" in the "ghost empire"

The prestige of being a princess in the world, it stands to reason that even if you make rules that are completely beneficial to the people, you may not be satisfied with everyone.

But Abner's choice of the studio site for her was unique in that the workers were all landlords and yeoman farmers who had been forced to sell their land after the repeal of the Grain Act.

They dream of having their land again, and they will do whatever it takes to do so.

Among the many decrees Hugh made for them, the final reward was the ownership of the farms around Beldan...... It's not much, but it's a great temptation for those who have lost their land.

Therefore, they hope that the "rules" will be more stringent, so that the chance of others making mistakes will be greater and they will have a chance.

Of course, they all subconsciously ignore the possibility that they will also make mistakes.

"It's only in this competitive environment that people are more willing to play by the rules...... Of course, this is also because they don't have a "way to cheat."

"In fact, it's better if you use your life as a reward for winning...... But it's too cruel."

Abner kept an eye on Hugh's body changes as he explained to Furth beside him why the "ritual" was arranged the way it was.

"Then why don't you wait a few more days for them to obey the 'law' for a little longer? That would be better, right?" Firth asked worriedly as Hugh looked worriedly at Hugh, who had spiky hairs growing on his body.

"Man is not a machine after all, he will slack off!"

"With such a high intensity, they can't hold out for too long when they always remind themselves that they can't break the rules......

"Although we said that we would not publish the number of violations for each person until the end...... But each of them actually knows in their hearts, and once someone makes too many mistakes and gives up on himself, it will affect the results of the ritual." Abner sighed.

"I see....." Firth nodded thoughtfully.

While the two were talking, Hugh's promotion had reached the most critical moment, and countless "rules" from this world and from the source of the trait pressed on her, as if to override the "rules" she had made herself.

Hugh clearly understands that once her own "rules" are crushed, then what awaits her will only be out of control, and she will become a monster completely controlled by the "rules"!

But at this moment, the heartfelt recognition of the "rules" made by 10,000 people in the studio gathered together, which brought Hugh strong support and gave her the strength to fight against foreign rules again.

After a few more minutes of stalemate, the impact of the "potion" finally subsided, and the "rules" that pressed on Hugh disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Hugh let out a sigh of relief, she just wanted to share the joy of success with two friends not far away, but suddenly found those hairs on her body that were like "spikes", and couldn't help but purse her lips.

Then, she used her spirit to trigger the effect of the "Hundred Faces of Silk Clothes", making the traces of those "out of control" edges disappear, and then she bent her eyebrows and ran towards Abner and Furth.

In the waters of the Rorsted Islands, in a small harbor with a fishing village, the "Future" is in the bottom cabin.

Frank: Lee rolled up his cuffs, crossed his arms, and carefully examined the mushroom in front of him.

The mushroom and the cap were one meter eight high, and the white surface was covered with several distinct red spots, like eyes, nose and mouth.

In addition to these, its torso also protruded with spores, growing thick and powerful white hyphae like tentacles.

Frank looked the giant mushroom up and down a few times, then looked around, looked at the various mushrooms that were long and short, large and small, and said to the "craftsman" Charff beside him:

"Yes, this experiment has progressed again, this mushroom has a strong tendency to reproduce itself, and this will make it hungry and desperately need the flesh of the monster to replenish it."

"And whether it's roasted or boiled, it can eliminate its activity, and it's no longer so dangerous."

"Uh, how does it taste? Didn't you just taste it? Its breeding offspring will randomly appear to smell of beef, fish, wheat, and some even full of milk, and one plant can satisfy the needs of a single breakfast, you see, the crew does not like to drink alcohol now, and there are mushrooms everywhere that can be picked...... I thought, sometimes, when you go to the wilderness to fill your stomach, you need to carry dry food or hunt wild animals, and this is too troublesome, if you can grow mushrooms on your body, wouldn't it be a lot easier?"

"The Craftsman" Sharf was much thinner than he had been in Byam, with deep-set eyes, a glazed gaze, and a lack of agility.

Hearing Frank's words, he didn't know what to remember, his body trembled slightly, he squatted down silently, opened his mouth, and vomited.

"Are you alright? I know you've worked hard, and I really have to thank you for this time." Frank said to the Craftsman sincerely, "If it weren't for you, this mushroom wouldn't have such a strong tendency to reproduce itself, and besides, in the moonlight, its vitality will become extremely tenacious and able to purify itself, which can effectively eliminate the toxins accumulated by devouring monsters. The only problem at the moment is that there is no moonlight in pure darkness, and that's what we need to solve next."

Sharf didn't speak, and when he had finished spitting, he stood up suddenly, turned and was about to rush outside, but the thick and powerful white mycelium spread and pulled him back.

At this time, somewhere outside the fishing village, the blue-green vines retracted rapidly, as if they were growing upside down.

"Star General" Gardelia walked out of it, her ears still echoing with the illusory whispers from the "Hidden Sage", but she no longer felt terrifying, not completely unbearable as before, and as far as she could see, there were countless wandering figures in indescribable forms, a thick curtain like shadows, an invisible sight cast from nowhere.

Compared to the past, she could vaguely see the unknown existence hidden behind the veil, and she could already witness round after round of different colors of the moon in the sky, they were blood-red, or silvery-white, or dark brown, or dark blue, like eyes looking at the earth.

Gadelia's mind buzzed for a moment, and she quickly withdrew her gaze, not daring to look again.

After receiving the teachings of Mr. "Ta" for several nights, after more than five days, she finally finished analyzing the blood of the "Serpent of Destiny" before the Tarot meeting, completed the ritual, obtained divinity, and became the "Mystery Man" path Sequence 4, "Occultist"!

However, she remembered that the queen had told her:

Of all the sequences of the twenty-two paths4, the "occultist" is the "profession" that is most likely to encounter danger, because it often sees things that should not be seen, hears sounds that should not be heard, and touches secrets that should not be touched.

Therefore, in order to live a long life, a "occultist" must know how to restrain his curiosity and control his behavior.

"Although I think, 'Queen, she's just talking about it......

Cordelia muttered, then removed the new style of thin glasses clipped to her garment, and held it to the bridge of her nose, and in an instant, all the things she saw in her eyes that did not belong to the real world disappeared.

It was left by Mr. Ta as a gift to congratulate her on her promotion......

Cordelia hooked the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

......

On Monday afternoon, Klein sat on the sofa in his living room, flipping through the information sent by Mr. Butler about Viscount Loveland.

-- After the ball of Councillor Macht last Tuesday night, he had instructed the butler to inquire about the viscount.

This is not taboo, and I believe that after that ball, many gentlemen who were asked by the Macht parliamentarian to do so.

The information on the first few pages doesn't have much value, it's just family history....... However, when Crane turned to the penultimate page, he stopped and furrowed his eyebrows.

Viscount Loveland had a mistress who was the wife of a coal merchant named Windsor. Behring.

The Lady of Windsor was arrested by the Storm Church after the terrorist attack on the headquarters of the Daily Observer, and her whereabouts are still unknown......

And the illegitimate daughter that Viscount Loveland wants to recognize this time is actually the daughter of the coal merchant on the surface......

"Terrorist attack at the headquarters of the Daily Observer...... Wasn't that the time Miss Hazel broke off her hand?

"Viscount Loveland's mistress has something to do with that?

"Well, wait for Tarot to ask Abner after the meeting, he, as an eyewitness to the incident, should know the inside story very well."

After closing the information, Klein looked at the clock and saw that it was almost three o'clock, so he stepped up to the third floor. Come to his and Sharon's bedroom.

Beckland time is three o'clock sharp, in a mysterious space above the gray fog.

Streams of crimson light burst out of the ancient palace and then subsided.

"Justice" Audrey got up without a pause and saluted to the top of the mottled table:

"Good afternoon, 'Patient, sir~"

After saluting and taking their seats, Audrey's gaze swept slightly over Mr. Fool, and she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to ask for Russell's diary from the Psychological Alchemy Society this week.

It's all because of Herwin. Lambis ...... Audrey, who had already adjusted her mentality, was a little more depressed.

At this time, the "hermit" Gadelia had already looked at the top of the mottled long table, bowed her head and said:

"Dear 'Fool, sir, I didn't receive Russell's diary this week.'"

I know you've been trying to learn from Abner all week, analyzing that drop of blood...... "Fool" Klein bowed his head lightly, his tone was calm, and he responded to "Hermit" Gadelia with a pun:

"There's no need to rush."

There's really no need to rush, before I pull Abner in, I'm not sure how to deal with "arrogance" now......

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