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"Is it okay to only have black tea?"

"No, you can't."

"Then it's just green tea." The True Creator said casually, taking a sip and deliberately arching the fire, "Why don't you drink it?" ”

The humanoid creature sitting on the other side of the table looked up at him for two seconds: "Compare it to the same kind, would you like to drink a cup of hot blood water soaked in the flesh and skin of animals?" You might as well give me a bottle of vodka. ”

"Can trees still drink alcohol?" The True Creator was shocked, "If you have one, get me two bottles too!" ”

"Then I suggest you go straight to the industrial alcohol."

The King of Decay picked up the enamel jar with one hand and blew the boiling hot tea, with skillful movements, and his posture and demeanor were very similar to those of an old man walking in the park and watching chess. He looked to be in his thirties, but he exuded a lingering smell of old age.

Under the shocked gaze of the real creator, he casually took a few mouthfuls of "hot blood soaked in the flesh and skin of animals", and smacked his lips by the way: "Surprised? Plants also have a predatory relationship with each other, and they are not my kind, and I can eat them of my kind. ”

The True Creator has an interested look in his eyes, and He is always very energetic when talking about His native civilization. But the King of Decay did not dwell on this topic, holding the enamel jar in both hands, sucking the heat of the tea through the palm of his hand, and the roots under the cloak curled comfortably.

"Afternoon tea on the hour purple candy? I also want cheesecake. ”

"Yes." He took another long sip of green tea, "I saw the bouquet that Medici offered you this morning, just cut from my garden. ”

"Ah......h So I'll let Him plant it back? ”

"I have planted Him, and I will not let Him out until the sun sets, and since I have plucked my flower, let it be my flower."

The King of Decay put down the enamel jar and counted the sins of the Medici: "The great red angel has added more than minus five hundred pounds to the Aurora Society, which is manifested in arguing with himself when the personnel department interviews others and then starting to fight left and right to break the facilities, and when he goes to a charity event, he fears that the world will not be chaotic, and then he breaks the facilities when he fights left and right." I said if you really have nothing to do, just look at the sewers, where there are always people walking at night, and then he blew up the sewers at least 200 meters while fighting left and right, so that he could hang and blow up the gas pipes and make the whole of Beckland ascend to heaven. The Steam Church is still looking for the terrorist. ”

“…… He is truly my angel of war, and sure enough, when he comes, the sword soldiers are here. "The real creator is talking about him left and right, as if he is full of humanity but not full of martial virtues," "What do you think?" ”

"Apologies. Money. Either let Fabuti or the Bound God appear at my table at once. The outer god said, "I bought this manor, and you will have to pay rent for this new base." Also, please don't do any extra pointless moves before the results of our gambles, I hate you, I hate the earth, and I hate all the gods. I don't want to be friends with you, please don't break the peace we have now. ”

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3,000 pounds, it's really painful, I've saved up for so long, it's less than 1,000 pounds...... However, the "blasphemy card" is a priceless treasure that cannot be exchanged for money, and Miss "Justice" is definitely worth the price for her contribution in this matter......

Fortunately, it was all deducted from what she owed me, which relieved some of the pressure a little, and if I met Mr. Azik in the future, I would use the high-order formula to pay the 15,000 pounds that belonged to the "dependents...... I don't know what the other "blasphemous cards" have been disguised again, according to the emperor's character, they should all be quite unexpected...... Crane finished responding, looked at the sea of gray mist outside the palace, and sighed silently.

Cautiously, he temporarily left the "Black Emperor" card on the gray mist, on the surface of the bronze table directly opposite the "Fool's" seat, and similarly, the Azk bronze whistle.

When he returned to the real world, he held a ritual again, summoned himself, and threw the "Master Key", a combination of lost and unlucky, which seemed to have little negative impact, but it was really going to encounter a serious situation but could be fatal, and threw it on the gray mist, planning to use it for nothing.

The "Master Key" is just a relic of an unlucky guy who has just been promoted to Sequence 9, and it has a negative impact that even those who are extraordinary in the middle sequence can't weaken...... It seems that the "apprentice" was out of control at that time, and there were additional factors, so there was something unusual......

Klein took a shower with a lot of cooler water, walked out of the bathroom refreshed, and went downstairs to enjoy the tortillas he bought along the way, which is a specialty of the highlands of the Fenerport Kingdom, crispy, fragrant and sweet.

After eating and drinking, he pondered last night's experience again to see if there were any clues left for others: "Even with the 'Master Key', if I am not an extraordinary person, it is impossible to escape under the hands of a demon, and the mysterious and powerful Lady Bernadette must have confirmed that I am not an ordinary private detective, and I did not think that I could hide it." ”

"The fact that she didn't take me away means that she's either an official who has a certain affection for the Wild Extraordinary, or she's not part of the three major churches or the military. Well, I'm leaning towards the latter, the former will most likely confiscate the 'Master Key', hey, I was a little desperate at the time, and I thought I would be taken away and evaporate from this world. Who knows, she just walked away. Even better, thanks to the meticulous disguise I had done before I went out as I had done in the morning, she didn't notice that I was the inconspicuous person at the Russell exhibition who was so dizzy that she almost vomited when she glanced at me. ”

"That demon dog shouldn't need me to worry anymore, I ran into Mr. Edward, and the little devil saw the big demon."

"As for things inside the museum, they're looking for special spirits, strange beings, and I, Sherlock. What does Moriarty have to do with it? Klein teased himself, feeling more and more settled.

Of course, he dared to go home, and he had divined it beforehand, just as he was not afraid of a completely unsolvable trap in the museum.

Phew, this is over...... What to do today? Practicing extraordinary abilities and going to the Kragg Club to eat by the way? Well, I don't know what happened to the demon dog, will the church and the official continue to track it down? Do you want to write another letter to Isinger. Stanton, a little hint?

As his thoughts rolled, Crane heard someone approaching and moving away. And faith? He opened the door in confusion, and sure enough, he saw a letter lying in the newspaper box.

The letter is from Issinger Stanton.

Back inside the house, Klein opened the envelope with a letter opener and read through the letters the detective had given him. In the letter, Issinger first reported the good news, saying that he had successfully found an important clue with Klein's help, but did not explicitly state the suspect's information, but vaguely mentioned a murderous black dog whose owner died in a gang fire. It seems to suspect that Sherlock is also extraordinary, and has already gained insight into the truth of the serial murder case in advance.

Klein reassured and wrote back to Isinger. It seems that this matter has finally come to an end, and then we can wait to collect the money.

The demon dog's bounty is two thousand pounds, and he can get some of it anyway. But if you guess correctly, the decisive force that made the demon dog really caught should be Edward Vaughn, and it seems that he is a little ashamed to take the bounty himself, maybe he should inform the other party, or maybe give some of the bounty he got to the other party. As for the vulgar money that the angels don't look at, it's another matter, as for Edward's ability but not taking the initiative to arrest the demon dog, but allowing it to take dozens of lives in Beckland, Klein selectively ignored it.

Klein had already thought about today's arrangement, and when the Extraordinary Party couldn't be held and he couldn't buy the corresponding items, he suddenly became idle, and he didn't need to be busy anymore for a short time.

"In the morning, go to the cragg club, practice guns, practice extraordinary abilities, and have lunch there, then find a better circus and watch the magicians perform to see if you can get some inspiration." He took out his gold-shelled pocket watch and looked at it, and boarded the public carriage in a good mood.

At the Kragg Club, Crane meets Dr. Allen, who complains to him about his bad luck lately and asks for some occult help.

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Maria stared at the man with a sad face in front of her.

In the office, everyone heard her say without emotion, "You betrayed Dr. Black to the Storm Church?" ”

"He saved your life! Your whole family's life! ”

"You broke your leg and lay at home, and your wife and children can only wait to starve to death, and he will heal you for free!"

"How dare you!"

Her shouting and questioning were extremely sharp, and in an instant, she broke the man's mental defense. The last bit of guilt on the man's face disappeared without a trace, his legs went weak, and he trembled and quibbled for himself: "I, I have no choice!" I'm a believer in the Great Storm Lord, but the pastors of the church came to my house to check for anomalies! Someone must have reported me! It's because others think that my broken leg can't be cured, so they think I have a problem! Maybe, maybe someone in the other half of the room reported it, and they were jealous of how much I was making! It's not my fault, no, no, I'm wrong, I'm wrongMiss Mary, my son is only five years old, I ......"

"Shut up."

"The people in the church told me that if the report is true, I will get a reward of 20 pounds, do you think I will not know your little thoughts?"

Mary did not respond to his cry: "You have betrayed your benefactor for personal gain, and you have no kindness." You want to change your name and move to evade responsibility, there is no moral ...... We're not going to give you any more help, either leave the East End or starve here after spending £20. ”

"No, Miss Maria! I really can't help it! ”

The man was shocked and reached out to grab Maria's clothes: "My son is only five years old, my wife has just lost her job, I can't live without a job!" ”

"Poor Dr. Blake, who saved such a bastard of yours back then." Mary avoided his hand in disgust, stingy at giving him another look. Seeing that the conversation was over, the others stepped forward in silence and carried out the man who had collapsed to the ground and was still pleading. Maria clenched her fists, holding back the anger in her heart to swing it out somewhere and smash something, and after a moment of suppression, this intense emotion turned into helplessness. Her eyes looked away, and she couldn't help but say even though she knew the answer: "Is there really no way to save him......

"He's the only doctor on our Eastern Side who is willing to treat workers! The healing priest we managed to find! ”

"Miss Maria, there is no way." A dark-blue-haired man standing by the door spoke sadly, "It's useless to ask us for help, now the Aurora Society's policy is to shrink its power and secretly expand the scope of charitable activities, if it is the Little Storm Church, it would be fine, but he was caught in the Holy Wind Cathedral...... No one has the power to wield so much power! ”

"So, we're going to have to give up on him, aren't we?"

There was a long silence.

One by one, the others in the office silently pushed the door and left, leaving only Maria. After a long time, the sun was setting and the sky was darkening, and she was silent in the darkening room.

"Miss Maria." Ademisor knocked on the door and came in, lit a candle, his face was a little unpleasant, "There's another person from Kapin's side." ”

Maria's arm shook violently. She looked up, her eyes bloodshot with anger.

"Let him go back, and leave his fingers behind if he doesn't roll." She slowly straightened her upper body, and once again put on the serious and cruel temperament she had cultivated over the years, and her voice was full of majesty that could not be refused, "I did not build a charity school to serve these disgusting maggots, and I will not betray any of my girls or children unless I die!" ”

Ademisore was not surprised by this answer, and he nodded heavily and left the room, leaving the candles and candlesticks behind.

Maria took a deep breath, time and circumstances did not allow her to be more sentimental. Since deciding to devote herself to charity and follow in the footsteps of the leader, she has encountered such powerless situations countless times. No money, no power, no connections, no right to speak...... Instead of a better education for the children, only the seriously ill in the charity hospital could be euthanized in their dreams, the workhouse could no longer add even one more bed, and even knowing the culprits of the abduction of young girls could not punish them...... But she could never get used to the despair and frustration.

How much power can you gain if you sell your soul to another leader? How many more people can be saved?

I'm too weak......

TBC

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* God knows the two evil gods, you know the bet I know, bet on the fate of this world, and the choice of human beings.

*The doctrine of the Pilgrimage sect is that "life is a pilgrimage of accumulation of pain and happiness, and life is a journey from birth to death." Don't endure the pain of being alive, don't look forward to happiness after death, cherish the time you are alive and bring beauty with your own hands. Life is painful and happy coexists, and the two leaders represent the most intuitive good and evil in the universal sense. Richard the good and Edward the chaotic and evil also symbolize the current situation within the sect: bad money drives out good money, factories for the sake of workers are crushed, and good people cannot survive because of goodness. In order to do good, they must learn to be cruel, cold, and even evil.

It may seem like putting the cart before the horse, but it's sadly true.

Everyone is attracted and united by Richard's charisma, but when they encounter irresistible violence, or are tortured by the world to the point of physical and mental exhaustion, the angel himself cannot be saved, and his faith is crushed by reality, and another leader (the demon) becomes the final destination.