"Yes, that's right!" Lilith's eyes lit up in agreement.

In her opinion, the person who has the ability to kill the protagonist in the well-guarded Viscount's Mansion and has the support of a secret organization behind him is indeed enough to guarantee.

Of course, there is an upper limit to this guarantee, and it is only for ordinary people or low-level clergy, and if you encounter a powerful existence like Mr. "Old Day", it will only be a different scene.

It was so easy to get the "Water Soul" desecration card, and I thought he would make an unacceptable offer.

Withered vine sap may be a rare and extraordinary material for commoners and wild clergy, but for me, the treasure trove at home is at least about 300 pounds, and 50 milliliters of sap is a drop in the bucket.

Lilith half-turned her body and looked at the old man hidden under the hood sincerely:

"Your Excellency, can you give me the profanity card now?"

At this time, she realized that she seemed to have forgotten a certain question, and was too rude, so she hurriedly turned to the red-masked Paccido convener and said:

"Excuse me, can I get that profanity card now?"

Pacido nodded slightly:

"You go on."

At this time, the hooded old man took out a palm-sized pure black wooden box from his black robe, and he handed it to Lilith.

"I'll give you the desecration cards now, the sap of the withered vine wood should be put in a jade fat bottle, remember not to put it in a glass bottle, so that the extraordinary power in it will be diluted and volatilized, and after you pack it, find someone to send it to the Bolai artisan shop on Daffodil Street in the south bridge area of Thames, and the 1,300 pounds in cash will also be sent together, and I will not accept bank transfers."

After Lilith nodded and wrote it down, she took the black wooden box and said with a smile:

"Okay, no problem......"

After the 'Water Soul' card transaction was completed, the party continued for about half an hour, and no one on the way peddled profane cards and other otherworldly items, just sporadically exchanging knowledge, secret stories and other non-concrete things.

They put down the information they wanted to know and what they wanted to tell on paper, and then the two sides exchanged them, which was enough of a secret way of trading, and Lilith saw it for the first time.

After that, no one spoke in the basement, and Pacido, who had summoned the party, glanced around and whispered that the party was over, and the people left the venue in an orderly manner......

.........

Kicking and kicking, Clough took off his hood and quickly ran up the spiral staircase, he looked at Lilith who looked like an angel, and immediately showed a gentlemanly appearance and said:

"Miss Lilith, are you satisfied with this party?"

"Well, I'm satisfied." Lilith tilted her head, her ruby eyes blinked, and said slightly perfunctorily:

"Thank you, Mr. Clough, for allowing me to attend such a mysterious party and exchange blasphemy cards."

"It's a privilege to be able to help the beautiful little cabbage, I got this ancient relic by chance, and I've heard that you enjoy studying them."

Clough waved softly, and a scantily clad valet walked down from the second floor to Lilith with a crystal board.

On the crystal board was a bronze round coin, about the size of a penny, with a jumble of thin lines carved in a crooked manner, the source of which was carved in the shape of an eye, but with no remnants of antiquity or hidden symbolism.

It can't compare to the eye pattern on the magical black robe that Mr. "Old Day" gathered, a bit like the antique old handicraft that came out of the factory last week.

"Miss Lilith, I spent a lot of money to get this ancient relic from the Chambatins side, whenever night comes, the eye in the middle will release a strange light, showing an ancient map, I suspect that it is a treasure left by a powerful cleric or family in ancient times, so I would like to ask you to analyze it with me at night......"

Before Baron Clough's words were finished, Lilith smiled gracefully, she had already prepared the carriage for her personal maid, Nia.

"Mr. Clough, you know, my father won't allow me to be late, thank you for the invitation, but I think it's time to leave."

The carriage with pure white inlaid silver holy sword drove in front of the luxurious villa, and Baron Clough was stunned for a few seconds, his blank face instantly gloomy, and then he suddenly smiled, and his expression became greedy and hideous.

He rudely hugged the maid behind him, and while tearing the stockings under the hem of the black and white overlapping lace skirt, he whispered to himself:

"When I get promoted to Sequence 3, I'll let you climb into bed on your own initiative......"

.........

Inside the securities hall on the first floor of the Municipal Plaza.

Beswick, dressed in a black trench coat with a half-height silk top hat, spotted Officer Holrington, who stood out in the crowd because he was the only one in the crowd wearing a police uniform.

"Besik? Besik Valentine? Holrington looked up and down a few times, and then smiled at him.

"Hello, Officer Hollington, I don't think you recognized the wrong person, after all, we only met a few days ago, but your eyes may have been on the captain at the time." Besik replied wittily, and he took off his half-height silk top hat, revealing his silver hair, and saluted.

Holrington hurriedly bent down to return the salute, and he laughed and said:

"When I first led the way for you, I thought the Night's Watch was as arrogant as the Bright Crusade, but today I didn't think you're an easy young man, so I'm relieved, Officer Beswick, let's go to the morgue at Lexington Hospital now?"

Although he was not much older than Besik, there was a clear hint of inquiry in his tone.

"No problem, Officer Holrington."

Besik put on his top hat again, he put his hands in his pockets, and just after taking two steps, he turned back and said:

"Could you please describe the situation to me in detail in the carriage? The more detailed, the better. ”

"That's exactly what I'm going to talk to you about next."

Holrington touched his brown and yellow mustache twice, and said in the direction of a black trackless carriage parked in the square: "Get in the car and talk!" ”

This black carriage, which belonged to the police department for special employment, has the coat of arms of the "Holy Sword Crown" painted on the roof and on both sides, and is the official symbol of the Kingdom of Ghent.

"A case like a hospital should have been handled by us, but it is suspected that there are extraordinary factors involved, so I have to ask you for help."

As soon as Holrington sat down, he couldn't wait to explain to Besik, and took out the document bag from the briefcase behind him, untied the rope, pulled out the information, and handed it over.

"I know that Lexington Public Hospital is also the jurisdiction of our Night's Watch, and this matter is left to us." Besik took the file and smiled mildly.

He unfolded the document and glanced at it with a lazy gaze, his brow furrowed unconsciously when he saw the first line of words.

"The morgue is haunted?"