Figoro leaned back on the couch and cocked his thighs.

"I need to know if you have any special requirements for the target before I can give a suggestion."

Varina thought for a moment and replied, "I hope it's the damn kind of person, well, it's ......." ”

"Needless to say, I see."

Figoro interrupted Varina's description with a wicked smile on his face, "I know, it's the first time, I have such a target recommendation, as long as you agree to my request." ”

"What requirements?" Varina suddenly had a bad feeling.

Figoro sat up and looked at Varina for a few moments before saying, "It's a verbal agreement, if one day in the future, when I want you to help with something, you have to remember today's favor." ”

So...... He's not hungry for me, is he? But this guy is Sequence 8, and his promotion is faster than mine...... I see, is he going to move on to promotion? Well, that's the biggest possibility, something else...... Forget it, I don't want to, anyway, this guy is not serious, and he must be a little bit of a bad taste.

The more Varina thought about it, the more she felt a chill in her heart, so she had to forcibly hold back and confirm: "It's just a verbal agreement, it won't go against my own will, and it won't be life-threatening?" ”

"That's right." Figoro nodded, "You don't have to worry, I've made such an agreement with many promising would-be 'assassins'. ”

Varina thought about it seriously and thought about it, and thought that this bait could be eaten first, "Okay, tell me your suggestion." ”

Anyway, if the other party doesn't promote, he will be higher than him when he makes the request, and if he is promoted, the premise of the request will not be established.

"Look at this."

Figoro quickly pulled out a contract and said:

"Old Viscount Stout, who is in poor financial condition, lives at 103 Berklund Street in the North End, and in order to alleviate the financial crisis, secretly controls the blood vial gang in the East End to collect money."

"Well, it fits your requirements, right?"

……

Morning, Zottlandstrasse 78, Tingen, Ahowa, Welker Cloak Shop.

While searching for Ketra Law Firm along the way to Varina, the staff of the cloakroom at work checks the mailbox and finds a letter addressed to the boss.

Letter from Beckland...... I'll leave it to the boss when he comes. The clerk in the red vest shook his head, took the letter into the store along with the newspaper, and placed it in a corner of the counter.

Later in the evening, the shopkeeper in a tweed coat drove to his garment workshop in the suburbs and passed by to inspect the shop. He got the letter and slipped it into his coat pocket.

In the afternoon, while enjoying afternoon tea, the shopkeeper remembered the letter in his pocket, so he opened it and read:

“…… Sorry to tell you the bad news, old friend, that your nephew has disappeared in the East End, and that usually means death. ”

“…… He seems to have had a holiday with the gang before he disappeared, and I learned that he stole something, but I don't find that credible. ”

“…… In short, there will be no investigation into the disappearance in the Eastern Side, and this is probably the end of the matter. ”

The shopkeeper put down the letter, and after a long silence, let out a long sigh.

……

Afternoon, Beckland, Queens.

In the luxurious villa of the Earl of Hall's family, a mystic-related salon takes place at tea time.

The rich aroma of the finest Fenneport St. Desi Mountain coffee and the delicious taste of the queen's black tea are intoxicating scents, and they are surrounded by an elegant three-tiered bracket to complement the delicious and delicate desserts.

Audrey invited Viscount Gleilint and Viscount Learson's youngest son, Conse, as well as several noble children such as Murray, Christine, and Jane.

They were basically people who were interested in the occult, forming a small circle of like-minded people.

As the conversation progressed, they began to talk about the most recent and wide-ranging occult event, the King's order to find a special mirror.

Because all the extraordinary mirrors are handed over to MI9, it is only natural that all eyes are focused on Constance Leerson, who works for MI9, in the hope of getting some inside information.

Among them, Audrey's mood is the most urgent.

It can be said that this is the main purpose of Audrey inviting these aristocratic friends over to the party, but for the sake of a good upbringing, she will not show it obviously.

"There are some things that I am not convenient to answer," said the tall and lanky young gentleman, Conse, taking a sip of his coffee, "and there are many things which I am not qualified to know, and the only thing I can say is the fact that I have seen it myself, and do not violate the terms of secrecy." ”

In the end, Cons had been honed by MI9, and his mind was sharper than the others present, and he was faintly aware of Audrey's thoughts.

He glanced at Audrey without a trace, and seeing that she was visibly pretentious, he planned to say more, even if it was a little out of line.

"First of all, the inspection has been completed and the vast majority of the items have been returned to their original owners, with two exceptions."

"They are a bronze mirror with an old pattern and a portable glass mirror that can be folded, and all other mirrors, no matter how strange their abilities, are judged by experts to be ordinary."

"Ordinary?" Murray couldn't help but interject: "Oh my God, I've never seen an item with magical powers, and such a rare thing can be judged as ordinary?" ”

Viscount Gleiterin was also aroused: "Can you tell me what kind of abilities they have?" ”

"I'll start with the two mirrors that were left behind."

Conse took another sip of his coffee and continued:

"Let's start with the bronze mirror, it is the most ordinary of all mirrors, no matter how you look at it, it just looks like an ordinary object, but it is also the most concerned by that expert, and from this point of view, maybe it is the most mysterious."

"Speaking of the mirror, it looks very special, and some pictures will appear on the mirror on its own, some are scenes from a certain place in reality, and some are like strange worlds that are difficult to describe like oil paintings, which is a very dangerous seal."

"How dangerous is it?" Christine raised her slender white right arm and shook it gently.

"Mortal danger."

Conse stared at Christine with a persuasive look, then swept over the others before following up: "It will send people nearby to where the picture is, as long as your figure is reflected in the mirror." ”

Such a strange ability made several noble children couldn't help but snort softly, and even Audrey, who paid attention to manners, covered her slightly open lips with her hands.

Then, they all picked up desserts and drinks to hide their little gaffe.

After a brief silence, their eyes returned to Conse, and Audrey asked:

"What should we do with something as dangerous as this?"

Hearing this, Consé's heart moved, and he thought for a moment before replying:

"The goggle can't be returned to its original owner, but he should have been compensated in the same way."

"As for the bronze mirror......," Conse glanced at Audrey again, "We are still discussing how to deal with it, and there should be results in the next few days." ”

"What I can be sure of is that no matter what is done, His Majesty will ensure that it is fair and reasonable."

Audrey lowered her eyes, hiding her disappointed gaze, and joined her friends in complimenting His Majesty.

"I'm a little curious," Viscount Gleiterin asked, "who is the expert appointed by His Majesty?" Do we know each other? ”

Kang Si frowned slightly when he heard this, pinched his nose, and replied:

"It was a strange lady in military uniform, accompanied by the deputy chief of the Major General, Chunas Korg, none of whom we knew."

"Don't ask any more, or I'll be locked up."

This brings the topic of kings and mirrors to an end.

Soon, they discussed other occult matters until the salon was over.