Klein, a rookie of occultism, didn't think there was anything in this honorific format, and Audrey and Alger, who knew a little better, were really startled, and they hadn't had time to confirm the three-stage honorific name given by the "fool" here, and Mr. "Emperor" over there made a big news - as an evil god, they would never believe that the "emperor" would exaggerate an honorific name that could not be responded to in order to elevate the rank, which would only tarnish the image of the gods.

Klein was very unfamiliar with this, he didn't understand the gold content of the three-stage honorific name, and he had never heard of the name of this evil god, and he was still hovering between reporting and inquiring about it first, but Audrey and Alger were completely shocked and speechless.

There was silence above the gray fog for more than ten seconds, and just as Klein was about to turn the subject to small talk, Gleilynt added with a low chuckle and meaningfully:

"Oh, if you are unfortunate enough to be in a desperate situation, why not try to recite His name in the languages of Ancient Hermes, Elfs, Giants, and Dragons, and perhaps you may find unexpected salvation. In addition......"

He looked at Crane and asked:

"Mr. Fool, if you need more information about the Antigoneus family, I can pray to him on your behalf."

From the secret existence of a true god person, rather than an ordinary mid-sequence extraordinary, it is very reasonable to say that the "Demon Destruction Wolf" Fregela is a god, "An Banyu" and the like, and it is not impossible to even mention the "Goddess of Doom".

Judging from the fact that Herabergen knew that he had dissipated his power and memories and crossed the barrier, it must be impossible for the goddess of the night who was in charge of the secret to not pay attention to him at all, and Rune and the countries of Lenburg, Marcy, and Segal who believed in Herabergen were allies, and even in the later god wars, the night and Herabergen were on the side, but I don't know how she reconciled the contradiction between the storm and wisdom?

Klein was stunned for a moment, and then smiled indifferently:

"Not at the moment."

Pray to an evil god, and you don't know what the price will be.

Glerint nodded, and said nothing more.

It's Alger, who originally wanted to ask about the disappearance of the "clever talker" Misoll for no reason, although the "Hurricane Lieutenant General" Zillinger didn't have any problems, which made him a little disappointed, but Glerint got the relevant information on the front foot and obviously wanted to deal with them, and the back foot Misool King disappeared mysteriously, and to say that it had nothing to do with the "emperor" would be an insult to Alger's wisdom.

However, when he learned that Mr. "Emperor" was actually a secret relative, there were no other doubts.

After finishing business, Klein immediately gave a "please" gesture:

"According to the previous proposal, after the business comes the stage of small talk, who will start first?"

After a brief hesitation, Audrey said:

"Mr. Fool, the proposal you gave last time for examination screening and separation of affairs and government affairs has been approved by many councillors, perhaps, it is really possible to become a reality, of course, with the efficiency of the Royal Government, the specific plan will not appear in half a year at the earliest."

Of course, Audrey is indispensable in covertly leading the topic.

"I hope so."

"The Hanged Man" Alger let out a low "huh", full of sarcasm.

Then, he paused for a few seconds, looked at the "emperor" next to him, and then took the opportunity to look at the "fool" at the head of the bronze table, and said after considering the language:

"In recent decades, there has been a marked increase in the frequency of the activities of various covert organizations, and there have even been several new organizations of a certain size and extraordinary power."

His gaze was not hidden, and Klein glanced at Mr. "Emperor" with a smirk, and said ambiguously:

"Some ancient forces are awakening."

For example, the notes of the Antigone family, the "Lord of Order" behind Mr. "Emperor......

"Really......"

Just as Alger was muttering to himself, as if he was hesitating, Klein looked at the members of the party who no longer seemed to have the desire to share, and wanted to disperse the spirits, and when the meeting ended, Gleilynt nodded seriously:

"Indeed, my teacher is an extraordinary person of the 'voyeur' path, and you may not know that the extraordinary person of this path often hears the whispers of the 'hidden sage' of the high-ranking people, and they are often chased by knowledge, and the slightest carelessness will lead to loss of control.

And in recent years, he has lured many extraordinary people in the same way to fall and lose control...... If you have friends on the same path, be sure to watch out for any anomalies in him!

When necessary, I think it is even possible to take the initiative to report it to the church, and believe me, it will not be a bad thing for you and for him. ”

He seemed to be saying this to Audrey and Alger, but in fact he meant something, and he meant it to "Fool" Crane, but his truth was mixed with a lie or two, and even Audrey couldn't see anything, let alone Klein and Alger.

"Thanks for the reminder."

"Justice" Audrey and "Hanged Man" Alger were both at a loss to varying degrees, but they still thanked them seriously.

But the main Crane nodded thoughtfully and said with a smile:

"If there's nothing else to share, that's all for today's meeting."

"Follow your will."

The three members of the party got up at the same time, and then, Crane's fingers slid and the gray mist shattered crimson, and Glerint quickly returned his consciousness to his body, and also moved back to the part of the spirit body in the strange space.

Then, with a long sigh, he comforted himself:

"At this point, I can be considered worthy of asking myself...... There are so many poor people in the world, where can I save them all? It would be better to give him a chance to redeem, if I really went to Tingen once and said something for no reason, people would be far more wary than trusting, and would not appreciate it at all. ”

Shaking his head, he threw the matter out of his mind, strode out of the inn, and went to the "Lakeside Manor" alone, without taking anyone with him.

…………

It was already approaching evening, the sky was overcast, it seemed that a heavy snow was about to fall at any time, and the cold wind was getting colder and colder, although Glerint was still completely able to withstand the temperature, but it did not mean that he liked to be cold, but he still tightened his trench coat, and his pace increased more and more.

The remaining wooden doors and fences on the outside of the manor seem to have decayed a little colder, and the original lush trees have also turned into moldy yellow dead leaves, only a cold wind is missing, blowing them down with a bang, and the originally beautiful cracked stone lake in the distance has also dried up, revealing patches of gray and cracked...... Only inside the manor, patches of grass green appeared on the distant soil ridges.

Seems to be wheat sprouts?

Gleilynt wasn't sure.

Naturally, there are no guards at the door, this is not a military place, usually a few children frolic here, and by the way, there are some gentlemen, that is completely enough. It was close to dusk, and of course there was no one left.

After walking inside in three or two steps, and walking for another four or five minutes, it can be regarded as alarming the people living in the abandoned mansion.

"Who?"

If you have doubts, you don't have any vigilance, at this time, those gentlemen and gentlemen will not come here.

When he pushed open the wooden door that had nailed the hole with a "crunch", poked his head out, and the two looked at each other, Glerint recognized him, and that chapped and shriveled skin was rare even in the Southern Continent. Unfortunately, this guy is the one who broke a leg bone last time he confiscated his hand, and as for the name, he didn't know.

"Is that you?"

He looked to be in his forties, and he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes rolled and his face became puzzled.

He remembered this eccentric fellow, doing something very strange, not at all like the high-minded gentlemen he had heard of—but if you were to say that he was a good man, Hinder was the first to disbelieve, and a good man should be like Mr. Warner, who was so high, like he had spared a few ants, what kind of good man was he?

The compassion of the strong can not be regarded as arrogance.

But Brisse said that he was a good man, that he had lived for almost forty years, and that he was half the age of himself, so he must have been right?

Withdrawing his only vigilance, he asked, with even greater doubt:

"What are you doing here?"

Call......

Glerint opened his mouth and spat out a handful of white mist, and said expressionlessly:

"I'm looking for Brisse."

"So the adults are here to find the old man? Come in, it's cold outside. ”

As he spoke, the doorway suddenly opened ajar, and Brisse flipped up, not like a wizened old man of fifty or sixty years old.

Gleilynt nodded silently, and walked inside, only then did he know why Brisse suddenly appeared, it turned out that a bunch of them were nested in the hall, and there were no old and weak women and children, men and women, but they only relied on a dozen torn jackets to distinguish a "family...... The dilapidated mansion was sealed tightly on all sides, and it was safe to miss a little wind and snow.

It was only then that Glerint realized how the four square Chinese characters of "huddle for warmth" were written in memory.

Brisse saw Glerint come in, and immediately closed the door.

Suddenly, the room fell into darkness, and only a little light came in through the rough linen through the broken glass window.