Leave the Earl Hall's house in a luxurious carriage.

Luke was chatting with Lady Mary about the high-profile guests, such as the Chairman of the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, the Director of the National Meteorological Service, Sir Des Shaw, such as the Member of the Air Pollution Investigation Commission, the President of the Royal Meteorological Society, the Member of the House of Commons, Mr. Cave, such as Mr. Huxray, the head of the medical and health care of the county, and the famous doctor.

They are all figures with extensive influence in the government, the royal family or the parliament, and the final report of this committee will be the most important basis for the planned Anti-Pollution Bill and Flue Gas Emission Reduction Bill.

Coim, which specializes in anthracite and charcoal, wants to drive and accelerate this progress, leaving the aging but huge competitors too late to transform.

"They're not going to be stingy, they're going to lobby the big legislators to interfere with our investigations, and we have to have a clear plan of response, as Mr. Hibbert Hall said, we need to get the public in check, and the newspapers and magazines repeatedly preach the terrible ...... of smoke pollution," Luke is a senior manager at Coim, a key assistant to the majority shareholder, Mary, who is quite capable of controlling the company.

In the midst of small talk, Luke suddenly noticed that his wife was sitting next to him without saying a word, as if she had lost her soul.

"Starling, what's going on?" Luke asked with concern.

Starlene came back to her senses, squeezed out a smile and said:

"It's nothing, it's just a little tired. ”

"Yes, after seeing so many big people, your spirit must have been highly tense, and now you can finally relax, it's normal to be tired, in fact, I'm the same. Luke smiled.

Starlene didn't respond to him, but looked out the window, at the park with the lake.

Her ears still vaguely echoed the casual words of the noble girl before:

"450 pounds. ”

"A well-trained retriever that costs between £450 and £700. ”

............

Silver City, the base of the round tower.

Derick Berg had been confined to a small room, eating and taking his medication on time, his mental state had rapidly improved, and his auditory and visual hallucinations had ceased to appear.

In a day or two, you should be able to get out...... It's really scary to stay in such an environment all the time...... The former leader of the exploration team next door has been locked up for forty-two years, and he is still very sober and sensible, if it were me, he would have gone crazy...... However, the exploration deeds and strange monsters he talks about are very attractive, even a little terrifying...... Darek sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the candle that had burned to the end.

He will be in true darkness until the Keeper brings him the next food and potions.

At this moment, a gray mist suddenly filled his eyes, and the deep voice of the "fool" sounded in his ears:

"Prepare for the party. ”

The change was fleeting, and Darerick retracted his attention and subconsciously counted his heartbeats.

However, he soon discovered that this was not necessary, as he was currently alone and did not need to avoid other people.

Derik, who no longer counts his heartbeat, quickly thought of a question:

That is, he is in the sealing range of the magical item at the bottom of the round tower, will Mr. "Fool" be discovered and detected because of his subsequent actions of pulling people into the gray mist?

This is one of the two magical items that kept Silver City from being completely destroyed in several crises!

Apprehensive and uneasy, Derrick, who had never been able to make a decision, saw the endless crimson light gushing out of the void, and when he saw that they were just a gallop, he drowned himself.

The small, enclosed room was silent, and even the sound of breathing was faint to the extreme.

Suddenly, there was a soft "tuk" sound from the metal wall separating Derik from the former exploration team leader.

This is a code for the two to seek to chat with each other.

"Tuk!"

The opposite side flexed his finger and tapped again.

After that, the third one, which was supposed to be followed quickly, did not appear for a long time.

After a long time, the sound of "Tu" sounded hesitantly, and then, both rooms fell silent, and there was no more movement.

............

After finishing the luncheon, Audrey practiced the piano and took time to go back to her bedroom.

As she passed by her father, Earl Hall's study, she saw a thick stack of papers on the table with the door ajar.

"Didn't have a ...... before," Audrey was curious, slowed down, and winked at Susie, the golden retriever.

Susie, who becomes an "audience", often only needs a small hint to understand what the owner wants her to do, of course, she occasionally pretends not to understand and is only willing to lie still.

Susie, who received the code, trotted silently into the study, then leaned out her two front legs, propped herself up on the edge of the table, and stood upright.

It glanced quickly at the front page of the stack of papers, returned to Audrey's side, and lowered its voice:

"Survey of the living conditions of all strata in the Eastern, Wharf and Factory Districts. ”

"Audrey, what does that mean?"

Survey of the living conditions of the various classes in the East, Wharflands, and Factory Districts?Why did Dad do this survey all of a sudden? I don't remember mentioning anything like that to him...... Audrey was puzzled for a moment, not bothering to answer Susie's question.

She looked around, and saw that the servants were all there, and did not pay much attention to herself, so she raised her head slightly, and turned calmly and naturally into Count Hall's study.

Arriving at her desk, Audrey looked down at the investigative report and found that the title was indeed consistent with Susie's description.

Well, it's a typewriter typed out, and the investigator is a journalist named Mike Joseph, with the goddess's emblem underneath...... This is done by the Goddess Church? But why should I give my father a copy? Well, my father is a believer in the Goddess, and the church wants him to give him some support in this matter? This is a good thing...... Audrey made a preliminary judgment.

She originally had the idea of asking someone to do a similar investigation, but she felt that it was not in line with her intention of secretly guiding, and it was easy to show her presence and no longer be ignored by other nobles, so she hesitated not to try.

Audrey reached out and flipped through the papers, and found that the report on the East End, the docklands, and the factory area was not only Mike Joseph's, but also a number of people who had done field research from different angles.

Several of them even mention the spread of cults and the collusion of some extraordinary people with gangsters.

Call...... Audrey glanced at the wall clock in the study, and saw that it was close to three o'clock, so she gave up her intention to read it carefully and restored the document to its original state.

Before going out, she casually pulled out a book and disguised it as the purpose of coming in.

............

At three o'clock, the striking of the wall clock was still echoing, and Audrey had appeared in the majestic palace in the crimson illusory light, on the side of the ancient long table.

She smiled, got up and saluted the top:

"Good afternoon, Mr. 'Fool'~"

After receiving a gentle response, she greeted the "Hanged Man", "World", "Magician" and others respectively, and keenly noticed that "Sun" seemed to be a little uneasy.

"What are you worried about?" asked Audrey.

This makes Klein, who also sees that the state of the little "sun" is not right, need to speak himself.

Having entered this mysterious space in advance, he slightly cleaned up the items placed on the table, and threw the Azk Copper Whistle, Biotoxin Bottle, Spirit Order Bronze Whistle and other things into the corner, and completely covered them up with a thick gray mist.

Today, there is only one "Black Emperor" card on the table in front of him.

This is an item that matches the identity of the "Fool"!

"Sun" Derick did not hide it, and immediately told the whole story of his successful "pretending to be sick" and being sent to the bottom of the round tower for isolation and treatment, and finally asked:

"Dear Mr. Fool, will that magical item find me attending the Tarot Society?"

I don't know...... I don't even know what it is...... For the time being, though, there are no weird or powerful forces trying to invade...... Well, even the "Eternal Sun" and the "True Creator" have not been able to find it...... Klein tapped his fingers on the edge of the long bronze table and replied with "ease":

"Normally, it can't be found. ”

"But some magical items have strange effects. ”

Seeing that Mr. "Fool" gave an affirmative reply, Derick was immediately relieved, and he hummed and said:

"I don't know what the odd effect it has. ”

"This is one of Silver City's top secrets. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered what the former exploration team leader said, and blurted out:

"Have you ever heard of Amun?"

Amon Klein thought for a moment remembered the source of the familiarity.

But he didn't rush to answer, but set his eyes on the "Hanging Man", he knew very well that this mid-level of the Storm Church also knew "Amon", and maybe knew more than himself, and similarly, "Just" Audrey also looked at the "Hanging Man", the last time she heard this name, it was from the other party.

"Magician" Furth listened blankly, always feeling that the things discussed here were outside the scope of his knowledge.

"The Hanged Man" Alger frowned, and asked in confusion:

"In the process of exploring the surrounding area, you in Silver City met a man who called himself Amon?"

"Or did you find something similar?"

"Sun," Derick nodded earnestly:

"Yes, forty-two years ago, a team of explorers met a man who called himself Amun in the depths of darkness, and after returning to Silver City, they went crazy one after another, and only one was left, locked up at the bottom of the Round Tower, right next door to me. ”

"Perhaps, he's crazy too, it's just a ......conjecture," the "magician" Furth made a guess with his vast creative experience.

Alger, the "hanged man," glanced at the top gentleman, Mr. "Fool," and saw that he was calm and indifferent, and did not say anything, so he boldly said:

"Imagination is a possibility, but it doesn't come up with the name 'Amun' for no reason. ”

He looked sideways at the "sun" and said:

"In the Quaternary Period, eh, fifteen hundred years ago in our country, or even longer, there was a family with strange powers, who belonged to the Tudor dynasty, and whose surname was none other than Amun. ”

"Even in that era when there were many high-level powerhouses, the surname of this family was a taboo. ”

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