old dream

Chapter 318 The Kingdom of Midsummer

After destroying the information in the woodland quadrant, Ke Lin took out the copper plate and the prepared solution again, and continued to make the coordinate monitoring ceremony.

This practice should be seen as the basis of all witchcraft progression, because the 24-hour focus on these miniature rituals is what allows the intensity of his intention to increase in a short period of time.

Ke Lin made animal knots without a trace, and as his intentions focused like a carving knife, ten thin lines that were barely visible to the naked eye appeared inside the copper plate at the same time, and spread side by side like tree roots.

In less than 20 seconds, he etched the lines required for the ceremony in one go, and when the finishing touches were completed, the semi-substance filled in the first line had not yet begun to decay.Colin immediately reached out and inserted the copper plate into the sealed solution tank.A vacuum is created as the knots fail, and vapors of previously refined and purified materials are drawn into the circuit.

With this kind of craftsmanship, impurities in the ritual backbone can be controlled to heinous proportions.

After trying and improving during this period of time, he has been able to make ten integrated spiritual paths at the same time, and his technique has become more proficient, and the number of finished coordinate measuring rituals on hand has rapidly accumulated, and it has reached more than [-] at present.

All the materials were reported directly to the investigation department. After all, except for the red stone, the other costs were roughly only one ten-thousandth of the traditional ritual position.As a result, until now, Colin has not used up the materials needed for a previous ceremony.

No one would think of what he did behind the scenes for this kind of consumption.

Colin paid attention, perhaps because he had just finished reading the materials in the woodland quadrant, and some associations that had nothing to do with the work in front of him always popped up in his mind... The midsummer kingdom in the Slutz woodland, the moonlight is clear, the earth Fertility, the priests of the oak tree lament the fertility of all things with their bagpipes and souls.The woodlanders stubbornly believe that the crowns and springs are inhabited by innocent spirits, who hover weightlessly up and down, and change into pure and unreal doves at dusk, flapping their wings through the mist in the glades, guiding some The lucky ones return to the fabled land of eternal youth.

There, the gate of the horns shone faintly, and even those who died a long time ago would be reborn with the emergence of dew.

Perhaps the priests of the oak were practicing witchcraft unconsciously, Colin thought as he picked up the brass plates.But it is really hard to imagine that the creation in one's own hand and the priest's psalm come from the same principle and follow the same law.In the alliance, the romantic pastoral era of witchcraft has passed away, and it may not be fully industrialized, but at least it has entered the era of manual workshops. Measurements and calculations have replaced beautiful and ethereal singing, and wizards trained like an assembly line perform completely standardized methods. ceremony.

In the eyes of the Anhe people, the holy spirit and evil spirits are just shadows, a source of power no different from coal, and witchcraft has to be like a precise steam turbine. The only thing worth considering is efficiency, and everything else is cumbersome.

The two quadrants, which chose very different paths, collided in the second century of the new calendar. As a result, all the countries of the Gailu-Sluz woodland were destroyed, and the entire quadrant was conquered.The Anhe people stepped on the corpses of the priests, filled the mountain springs, felled and burned the icon trees, listened to the confessions of the ancient kings, and set out to rewrite the remote oral history of the forest.Since then, the ethereal and holy forest land has been enslaved by power, reorganized and examined by another cold value, and then lost its original meaning, completely reduced to a synonym for ignorance and poverty.This has not changed until now.

"Ah-"

Steam spewed out from the sealed solution tank, and Colin pulled out the evaporated brass plate, completing the ten coordinate monitoring ceremony again.He has already completed ten similar brass plates, and now the interior of this one is also full, leaving no space left.

Colin stood up and looked at his room. The brass plate will be moved out, but it will take a few days, so he has to find a temporary hiding place.He began to rummage through the beams under the bed, or the bottom drawer of the cabinet, there was often an empty space between there and the floor.

Colin found that before him, there seemed to be people living in this room.

Probably his predecessor before he came here, after all, in his position, countless operations officers have already died.

Apart from minor signs of use on the furniture, all of the man's belongings have been cleaned out.At least Colin has lived up to now, and there is no way to know any information about him.

But when Colin took out the entire drawer, he found that there was still a square piece of paper leaking between the plywood.

He froze for a moment, because neither Rui nor Amir would make a low-level mistake and miss such an obvious position.

Unless, that person was so emotionally cleaning the room that his mind was confused and he could only act on instinct like a walking dead.

Colin turned the piece of paper in his hand and found that it was a photo of a man and a woman.The man looking at the camera turned out to be Emil. When this photo was taken, his hair was short and his smile was shy, but he had a soft and satisfied expression.

Another strange woman looked at him intently, her eyes full of affection.

"Ey and Vera 3.628" is written in female characters on the lower right corner.

It turned out that the person who lived here before, the former action officer who had died at the hands of the Grand Duke, was Emir's past lover.

Colin silently folded the photo and put it in his pocket.

It's no wonder that Emil had to apply language magic on himself, and use deep fear to suppress his hatred for the Grand Duke.

Because if he didn't do this, maybe the outburst of anger would drag the entire investigation department into the abyss.

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Colin took Boyd Ives to the clothing store in the embassy area again. Last time, he didn't know the owner's name was "Bernice" until before parting.

He tried to look up the name when he returned to Investigations, only to find that she would be more valuable as an informant than he had imagined.

Not only is she a maid in the court, but she is also the magistrate who coordinates most of the chores in the Garden Palace.Although she may not have access to real secrets, the most important information is often hidden in subtle daily information. A daily purchase list plus a group of qualified analysts, it is no exaggeration to say that all the movements of the Grand Duke will be In the eyes of the investigation department, there is nowhere to hide.

Colin and the doll waited for an hour in the empty store before Bernice arrived late holding a parasol.Seeing Boyd Ives again unexpectedly, she was very happy all of a sudden, and she didn't even seem to see Colin standing aside.

"Ah, you finally appeared."

Throwing down the parasol, Bernice trotted to the front of the doll, touched the collar, and pinched the corners of the clothes.The excited look was like a mother and daughter who had been separated for many years and reunited.

(End of this chapter)