Mornings in Beckland were often like a chronic poison for the poor at the bottom, with the morning haze enveloping the city, and the hazy white was filled with hurried crowds.

In this era of industrialization has become more and more complete, although there is no hint of electricity due to the lack of energy, people's lifestyles have been completely different from the ancient Quaternary period, and many people have left their homes and come to this strange place. Beckland, the capital of all things, the capital of hope, but also the capital of despair, every day someone goes bankrupt, every day someone gets rich, this is a time of opportunity and danger.

Elle got up early in the morning, Miss Hugh seemed to have gone out, and the salted fish Firth was still in bed, and her morning seemed to others to be noon, and Elle sealed the letters left for them and Audrey, and laid them neatly on the table.

How much you hate a place, how much you will miss it when you leave, because you will find that the new place is more annoying than the old. She tucked her feet into her flat-soled leather boots, lifted her beige silk top hat, and glanced back at the messy room again.

Now that you've decided to leave, you don't have to be nostalgic anymore. She put on a double-breasted beige trench coat with a hem just enough to cover the rounded calves under her trousers, and without doing anything more, she opened the door and lifted a suitcase into the thick fog.

On the boarding gate of the dock, a dark green long-haired Hazard quietly waited for the arrival of the silver-haired girl, this was the first time the two of them had met, perhaps due to the atmosphere of parting, there was no greeting and dog blood.

Hazel was a little surprised that the girl who had been hiding behind the curtain turned out to be so young, and at the same time felt the faint sense of danger in the other party, she passed a small bag in her hand with her lace glove left hand, which was a few hundred pounds of cash she had prepared in advance as requested.

"Thank you." The pale, sickly girl took the small handbag, her face covered with a black ribbon facing her dark brown eyes, and a slight hint of guilt flashed through the silver vertical eyes of the ribbon.

"The Brave's Bar, where the Church of Knowledge detectives hold a party, go find a man named Caspars, and ask him to deliver the letter to Miss Sharon, and tell her that I will be back soon." Elle pulled the familiar letter with gorse from the pocket of her big trench coat, and she was just about to leave when she suddenly turned back again.

She opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say what she wanted to say or ask the questions.

"I'm sorry."

"Also, watch out for Amon."

……

Kersma thought anxiously for a long time, and finally went to contact Boutis, and Ms. D and Mr. Y had already left for Tingen in advance, and Beckland had A to continue to watch here, and there would be no major event for a while.

After the failure of Zillingers to assassinate Duke Negan, the three major churches carried out a wave of purges of the Aurora forces in Beckland, but fortunately, there was not much loss of middle and high-level levels, and A has reduced the scope and frequency of members' activities according to the arrangement.

Z in the port of Enmat should have arrived in Tingen by now, and it was the first time in so many years that Kersma was so agitated, although he couldn't say why, but it felt as if everything was like a planned script, without any change and as silent as a backwater.

Maybe after solving this problem, you can consider taking a break for a while. His dark, handsome face suddenly distorted, as if it was from pain, no matter what it came from.

I still don't really want to go to Tingen. Eventually, he stepped through the overlapping, illusory door and made his way to Tingen.

"It was a logical coincidence that the members of the Aurora Society had received the news that the true Creator's Heir would be born in Tingen, and they took it very seriously, so Mr. Z was the first to come here from the port of Enmat, and Ms. D and Mr. Y and the two Sages were also on their way to the scene, which was a logical coincidence."

A slightly pale hand grabbed the fluttering quill and went on.

"Out of caution and St. Anthony's admonition, Crestai Cessima, the 'Sword of the Goddess', did not leave Tingen in a hurry, he met Mr. Z, who wanted to come and take the Son of God in advance, and with the help of the holy relics, he easily suppressed the oracle, forcing Mr. Z to ask for help from Ms. D and Mr. Y."

"When the Dark Sage and the Secret Sage arrived in Tingen, they met Azik who had returned from Beckland, and since he had not recovered his memories of the past in Beckland, he set his sights back on Tingen again. Kersma and Bhatis recognize the high-ranking powerhouse of the 'Grim Reaper' path, and in order to conceal the existence of the Son of God, they succeed in attracting the attention of the 'Death Archon', and the story continues to unfold as usual. ”

"Megous's power was absorbed by the descendants of the gods who were stimulated by the ashes of the saints, and he turned into a monster at the headquarters of the night watchmen in advance, and the night watchmen who were caught off guard suffered a big loss for this, and the heirs of the gods were expelled under the premise that Dunn Smith paid for his life, and the power of the ashes of Saint Selena was severely traumatized."

"Ince Zangwille killed Klein Moretti, the guy who always made his plans go wrong, took St. Selena's ashes, arranged the ritual with the remaining Descendants of Death, and successfully promoted from the 'Grim Reaper' pathway sequence 5 'Gatekeeper' to the 'Night' pathway sequence 4 'Night's watchman', thus gaining divinity and becoming a demigod and half-human powerhouse."

"Although the early outbreak of the Divine Heir caused heavy damage to the night watchmen in Tingen, the Aurora Congregation at the right time naturally fell on them for this matter, and with the support of the Extraordinary who came later, the Sword of the Goddess Crestai Cesima killed Mr. Y, and the Aurora Society launched a retaliatory attack on the Night Church, and no one noticed the former Archbishop Ince Zangwill."

The quill pen was not dipped in ink, but it was clearly written on the paper, and the blind man solemnly put pen to paper and wrote a simple sentence, announcing the complete end of the incident.

The paper of the manuscript flipped rapidly and closed on the table with a thud, leaving only the brown cover facing outward.

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The Sunia Sea is like a paradise paradise for many pirates who have little strength but are eager to make a fortune, it is not as barren and dangerous as the Misty Sea and the Raging Sea, and the foreigners who came to the sea in pursuit of wealth live like wild dogs, struggle and die in obscurity.

"I heard that Admiral Blood's fleet and Vice Admiral Dusk are in a big conflict right now?" Elle's long silver hair was uncombed, casually draped behind her head, sliding down her back in a silky beige trench coat.

"There hasn't been a large-scale battle yet, but rumor has it that Admiral Bloodbourse is preparing for a good fight with Lieutenant General Dusk." Fatima stood respectfully behind her, holding a glass of rich Sunian blood wine in her hand.

"Arturo and a few members of the Beria family slaughtered a small pirate ship, which is currently out of my command, and now we only have a medium-sized ship converted from a passenger liner, with a maximum speed of only fifteen knots, and the sailors are all recruited locally, and the firepower is completely incomparable to those pirate groups."

"Hmm." Elle took the glass of blood wine from Fatima's hand and took a sip, letting the sea breeze on the deck blow the ends of her hair as she continued to listen to the report of her right-hand man.

"Iceberg Vice Admiral Edwina's Golden Dream is now also in the Sunia Sea area, and it is said that it has begun to salvage and explore an ancient ruin."

"Adevana...... "Elle thought carefully with her chin in her hands, and she suddenly turned back to Fatima.

"We actually need a qualified ship to act as a flagship." The other party bowed his head very respectfully, without any expression fluctuations.

"Trying to contact her through various channels, I'm quite interested in either the blood admiral or the flagship of the twilight lieutenant general." She thought of the spokesperson of the Church of Knowledge on the sea, and the fleet of Vice Admiral Iceberg was more like a group of adventurers disguised as pirates in search of knowledge than pirates who loved to kill and pillage.

Even if she could, she wanted to pull this descendant of Edwards into her camp, a few people from the old family who came either tentatively or sincerely didn't have much effect on her at the moment, and as a Sequence 6, with the "Disobedient" and "Punishment Collars", it would not be difficult to defeat the ordinary Sequence 5.

What she lacks most now is money and people, without funds, she can't expand her power, change equipment, and don't have the Sequence 7 Extraordinaire to control more ships.

"Arturo, perhaps, could consider letting him get promoted quickly, and the reason why he is willing to leave Andrellard is largely because of the difficulty of promotion." She pulls out the letter paper, intending to have Hézel gather recipes and ingredients for the "Serial Killer" at the next tarot meetings and gatherings of the Extraordinary.