The day passed quickly, and in the evening, Bernadette headed out of the Serenzo restaurant towards the Wakefield Theatre in Hilston.

At the entrance of the Grand Theater, people come and go, and it is very lively. Some people poured out from the subway exit not far away, others from lavishly decorated private carriages, all of them looking well-dressed and smiling.

At the entrance of the theater is a large sign with colorful words about upcoming play schedules. The eye-catching font on the top reads: "A Midsummer Night" tonight will go to your dream of love with you!

Bernadette followed the flow of people into the theater hall, and without stopping on the first floor, she came to the door of a larger box on the second floor, on which were written 2 in floral letters.

The box door was snapped open, and a young man dressed as a theater waiter leaned out. The young waiter did not speak, but watched until Bernadette pulled out a small conch. Seeing this token, the waiter opened the door completely, turned sideways, and motioned for the guest to come in.

Bernadette walked into Box 2, where only a middle-aged man sat by the open window, as if waiting for the opening of a scheduled play on the stage below. Seeing someone come in, the middle-aged man opened the box he had been holding, and countless sparkling gems of various colors shone brightly, and there was a not-so-large rolled sheepskin scroll on it. The parchment scroll was taken out and spread out on the table, and the middle-aged man motioned for the visitor to place his hand on the strange pattern in the center.

This is a magical item that can be teleported at a fixed point, called the Traveler's Secret Scroll, which is made up of a poor traveler combined with the extraordinary characteristics of the solar path, allowing the holder to designate a person, teleport it to a predetermined location, and after the teleportation is completed, a secret contract is automatically signed, the specific content of the contract is formulated by the holder, and the content of the contract related to keeping secrets is very binding, and the other content restrictions are weak, so it cannot be used to force others to sign a slavery contract.

The negative effect of this magical item is that if it is carried for more than half an hour or used more than ten times, it will be randomly teleported by the scroll, and the teleportation range is very large, and in a city like Beckland, it can drop people anywhere at will. At the same time, if you carry it for a long time, there is a high probability that you will be assimilated into a devout believer of the sun.

This magical item loves sparkling gems, and placing it in a box full of gems can temporarily seal its negative effects.

The parchment scroll glowed like a golden glow like the sun, and the hand on it and its owner's form blurred and then disappeared entirely.

The figure of Bernadette appears in an empty room, which is devoid of any furniture and seems to be a temporary room for transitional use. As soon as the receptionist saw the faces of the visitors, he blurted out in surprise: "Your Majesty! ”。

Bernadette was ushered into another study, and the host of the party hurried in.

"...... are you here this time?" The man was a smiling old man, with slightly graying hair, but in good spirits, and he was now wearing a somewhat nondescript robe, neither like the usual ones worn by the clergy of the Church, nor like the classical wizards' robes, but which looked a little familiar.

Bernadette recalled, thinking of the old man's apparent identity in Beckland, and she remembered at once that this was the style often chosen by circus magicians, more mysterious than formal dresses, more pompous than classical wizards' robes, but not as funny as clowns.

This old man's name is Galbien Kodo, and he is an important member of Elemental Dawn in Beckland, holding the power to deploy personnel and materials of the organization, and is currently the astrologer of Sequence Five.

His apparent status in Beckland was that of a sizable circus owner, owning a small theater in the Joewood district with regular performances. This old gentleman has a special love for circus, opera, theater and other entertainment.

"There are no special requirements, there are tasks that I want to post, just as I am a regular party participant."

Without the special mask provided by the party that could be used to probe the absolute face, Bernadette's face was blurred and unconsciously ignored, and if you had to look closely, you would feel that it was an unremarkable, featureless face.

Bernadette walked into another large room.

This is a farm on the outskirts of Beckland, and although it is not in the city, the rooms of this farm are still bright, and the gas wall lamps are all turned on, and the soft light will illuminate the figures of the people with various masks present.

The large room was furnished like a large living room, lavishly carpeted, with a larger than normal number of sofas and coffee tables and chairs, on which desserts and drinks were placed. There were already some people in the room, some of them sat on the sofa or chair and waited quietly, and some of them gathered together and talked quietly. The large living room is connected to a hallway, and on one side of the corridor there are several small rooms with closed doors.

The atmosphere in the room was less like a gathering of mysterious extraordinary, but like a not-so-formal, more modest country masquerade waiting for the opening.

Bernadette sat casually on a sofa and picked up the teacup next to her, looking so leisurely that she occasionally took a sip.

Ten minutes later, the host of the party, Mr. Kodo, entered the room.

"Today's meeting begins."

The room fell silent, and everyone looked at the old man in an exaggerated robe.

"It's still the old rule, I will provide free notarization, and the materials and items that are scheduled to reach a deal can be directly brought to me for notarization."

"Everyone can communicate freely."

The atmosphere comes alive all at once. First there were clusters of whispers, then sporadic loud arguments.

"Ask for pure white brilliance stones!" A strong man in a golden mask shouted. The mask covered his face, but it couldn't completely cover the heavy stubble from the side of his face to his ears and neck.

A sneer came, "Heh, you should go to Intis to find out how there are materials for the Sun Realm here." ”

"Then I might as well go to the Church of the Eternal Sun and turn myself in." There should be a strong man with a big beard who immediately replied to the man who said cool words, and even wanted to immediately summon a divine light and give him a holy light blow.

A few eyes fell on the bearded man, who seemed to be just curious and casually looking.

After waiting for a while, no one answered, and the strong man's mood fluctuated, which obviously made people feel his disappointment and frustration. He muttered to himself in frustration, "Is it true that you can't find a Radiance Stone in Beckland?" ”

"I advise you not to go to other extraordinary gatherings to look for you, and be careful that the substitutes find out and kill you as a believer of the sun." The man who had scoffed earlier continued.

"Purchase the cursed core of the Highland One-Eyed Worm." A slightly ethereal female voice sounded, and the people with no particular goal turned their gaze to a woman with a black mask.

The lady had long, pale blonde hair and wore a simple black dress with a large hem, which gave her bare neck a strange sense of fairness and transparency. The lady's body is thin, with a heavy black skirt, which looks cold and weak.