Half an hour ago.

【Goddess Fun Hall】2nd floor.

Inside Suite 205.

It is an extraordinarily ornate room, with the edges and corners of the walls, wardrobes, door frames, and screens all wrapped in brass, giving it a magnificent appearance, which contrasts sharply with the cold street outside the window.

The fireplace burned quietly, and the soft light of the fire, together with the candlesticks on the table and the water mirror chandelier on the roof, reflected this small room, and the whole room was unusually warm by the fireplace.

Violetes, red roses and forget-me-nots bloom on the tea table, and the magnificent colors add a touch of life to this gorgeous room.

However, the air was not filled with the scent of flowers.

Instead of the sweet aroma of flowers, there is a faint rancid smell that fills it.

If Martin had been here, he would have been able to smell the familiar stench.

This is the breath of that mastiff.

But at this time, in the room, everyone didn't seem to smell this smell.

"I didn't expect the priests of the Golden Bough Dynasty to be interested in our spices."

On the brass-trimmed sofa, a black-robed man wearing a top hat and a bird's beak mask was sitting at the moment, and several attendants were standing behind him.

On the tea table in front of him, there was a leather suitcase, and the smell of rancid smell wafted from the box.

On the sofa opposite the bird-beak man were sitting two men and a woman, and it was the blonde William and Shinon who appeared in the [Sunflower Carriage], and Siayan, who was taken away by William.

At this moment, William was staring at the leather suitcase, revealing a curious and slightly greedy gaze.

"We can touch the [Golden Branch], which is a talent and a painful curse."

Elder Henon, whose white beard was scattered, also glanced at the box, intentionally or unintentionally, as if to confirm what it contained.

"The Golden Bough contains the teachings and remnants of the sages, and we can hear them by touching them, but there are other voices in the Golden Bough."

"That's a mysterious voice."

"A voice that can make [the priest] lose his mind."

He withdrew his gaze and leaned back on the couch.

"So you want to circumvent these sounds with these [spices]?"

The voice of the man on the other side came from the bird's beak mask he was wearing, and it was low and muffled, and it was impossible to hear his original voice.

The beak mask was invented during a great plague in which the beak was stuffed with various herbs to prevent the plague from spreading through breath.

With the plague disappearing for a long time, the bird's beak mask has now become a symbol of the doctor, more symbolic than practical.

Even many strangely shaped and colorful beak masks are made just for decoration.

"Nope."

"I'm here to find these voices."

The white-bearded Shinon smiled slightly, and his voice began to become a little psychedelic.

"Listen, I know what your Alchemy Society's [spices] are all about."

Yinon leaned back against the backrest.

"No matter how great its negative effect is, since [Spice] can make people hold [Pollution Brand] for a short time, this is a remarkable discovery."

"But just to create those half-human, half-ghost monsters, I'm afraid it's too wasteful."

"Trust me, 'Doctor.'"

Yinon looked directly into the eyes of the bird-beaked man behind the mask, and said playfully:

"There are a lot of uses for these so-called spices in your hands."

Xianon showed some obsessed and intoxicated expressions, and his words inadvertently revealed the arrogance cultivated by being in a high position for a long time.

"It's not a discovery."

Doctor Birdbeak's tone became cold, and he no longer maintained the same composure as before, but like a crow that was a little angry because of its feathers.

"This is a special [potion] that the alchemy will spend countless efforts to refine."

"Precious potions."

He put a special accent on the word "precious".

Instead of refuting, Chinon continued:

"As agreed, I can exchange the whereabouts of [the Queen's Mailbox]."

"You've lost this magical item, haven't you?"

Hearing the [Queen's Mailbox], Doctor Bird's Beak Doctor's eyes became cold, and at this moment he seemed to have turned into a poisonous snake spitting letters, and the air around him became gloomy.

"It's not lost, it's stolen."

Again, he corrected Cynon's statement.

The man seems to have a strange obsession, like a gloomy professor, recklessly retorting his opponents.

"Someone stole the mailbox with items from the 'Masquerade' deck."

"So, Mr. Cynon."

The doctor's gaze looked through the mask.

"How do you prove that the message from your mouth is true?"

"Or how do you prove that you weren't the one who stole the mailbox?"

"It's not a temptation."

Shinon said dismissively.

"If you really doubted that, you wouldn't have come here with [spices]."

"Let's be honest. I know you've made some contact with the Queen, and even know that the Queen needs a story, not a Father's story. ”

The bird-beaked man became more and more shocked as Shinon messaged one by one, until the final detail of "not involving the father" finally believed that the Sinon in front of him knew more about the [Queen's Mailbox] than he could have imagined.

Either someone had leaked the secrets of the Alchemy Society, or he had actually seen the mailbox.

I even talked to that queen.

This particular mailbox is an item that the Alchemists have traded with a mysterious being, and the secrets hidden in it are simply inaccessible at his level.

And one thing that the bird's beak doctor can be sure of is the taboo that "the father cannot be mentioned in the story".

Because he was a member of the Alchemy Society responsible for exchanging letters with the Queen.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been tasked with trading with Henon, who had the whereabouts of the mailbox.

He knew exactly where the taboo came from, and the alchemy member who mentioned the word "father" in the story collapsed in front of him after reading the queen's reply.

It became a puddle of wriggling colloidal liquid.

This is a secret that only those who have witnessed it and the upper echelons of the alchemy society know.

"Where's the mailbox?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Instead of answering him, Chinon took a sip of the Earl's black tea on the table.

Seeing this, the bird-beaked man leaned over and opened the suitcase on the tea table.

As the suitcase opens, a brown ribbed glass bottle is revealed, embedded in a red velvet cushion.

The white-bearded Henon's breathing was a little rapid, and his eyes were fixed on the glass bottle, through which he saw a palm-sized piece of fur, which was grayish-brown and half-soaked in some liquid.

The smell of rancid smell in the air was getting stronger, and it was unknown if it was from the liquid in the bottle or from the fur itself.

The strange thing is that the fur is squirming slightly, as if it is breathing, and the pores on the surface of the fur open and close with the wriggling, and each time it opens and closes, the liquid in the bottle seems to decrease somewhat.

"This is..."

Hinon, who gazed at the so-called spices, discovered a strange place.

"That's right."

Doctor Birdbeak seemed to have discovered a weakness in Henon, and couldn't wait to take over the conversation.

"This [spice] is a full 10 ounces, which is half the amount you request."

He was like a rigorous chemistry professor, confidently reporting the results he had measured with his scales.

Without waiting for Henon to ask, he continued:

"In addition to [the Queen's mailbox], we also want to know something."

"Information about this Miss Xitian."

His eyes drifted over Shinon and William, and fell on Sician.

"The new High Priest who replaced King Zosai has issued a bounty order to almost all the countries and mercenary organizations on the Mir Continent, just for this young lady."

"She's worth a lot of gold coins..."

"That [Black Priest] did not hesitate to provide outsiders with the opportunity to enter the Golden Branch Temple, and was even able to open up part of the 'Last Voice' to those who found her, which has never been seen in the thousand-year-old history of the Golden Branch Kingdom."

"We want to know, what is it that makes the [Black Priest] so desperate to get this Aaronic survivor?"

Doctor Bird's beak eyes wandered over Hisian as she had felt countless times in Blackwater Prison and during her sale to the Sunflower Wagon.

It made her feel sick.

Henon didn't answer the question, he put down the porcelain cup and stared at the bird-beaked doctor with an unkind look.

After a long time, neither of them spoke again, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

"Okay, I understand that this question won't be answered, so I'll change the question."

"What happened to this rotation of high priests at the Golden Bough Temple?"

The birdbill man laughed and dusted off the tension and asked another question.

A question he really wanted to know.

Cinon straightened up and said solemnly to the Birdbeak Doctor:

"I hope these foolish temptations end here. Tell the people behind you that the first thing you need for cooperation is sincerity. ”

Doctor Birdbeak spread his hands and gestured to the leather suitcase in response:

"Of course."

"That's our sincerity."

Xianon looked at the [spices] on the tea table, and his tone finally softened:

"I can tell you."

"One of the reasons why I came to seek the cooperation of your [Dark Alchemy Society] is the anomaly in the rotation of the high priest this time."

Cynon looked calm, caught up in the memories of the past.

"But Grandpa Henon..."

Si'an suddenly spoke up as the bird-beaked man looked at Shinon expectantly, and tried to persuade him.

As the smallest and smallest mysterious country on the Mir continent, the Golden Bough Dynasty was able to maintain its independent status without being annexed by other countries because it was backed by the Golden Bough Temple and firmly controlled the "Tower" deck.

The rotation ceremony of the high priest is the absolute secret of the Golden Bough Dynasty, which involves the rules for the replacement of rulers of the dynasty, and is different from the succession system of other kingdoms, and must not be known to outsiders.

So Hithian was very worried.

William, who was next to him, pressed her hand as she spoke, and shook his head at her with a serious expression.

Shinon glanced at Ci'an, and then instructed in a gentle tone:

"The temple has changed owners, it is a black priest full of evil, and our rigid persistence will only bring him closer to the [Golden Branch]."

"Trust me, Shihian."

"Just like you did when you were 12 years old when you took my hand on [Twilight Cliff]."