Book of Gods and Demons

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From the St. Mayan Cathedral to the Old Grandmother’s Tavern, Joe and Velenya stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. The carriage was quiet and no one said anything.

Sherlock was dangling a small pipe along the way, hesitating about clouds and mist, and didn't bother to take care of the two disciples who were secretly competing.

It was really speechless all the way, until the group came to the old grandmother’s tavern, and the big Ivan knocked on the door of the tavern with his fist. The group sat down in the unopened tavern, and Joe and Velenya remained silent.

Joe was still a little jealous of this pretty little woman.

As for Velenya, it was a bellyful of anger-she could see that Joe meant to stay away from herself. This made Velenya's heart full of unhappiness.

She is just a beautiful flower, and she doesn't bother to take care of how many mad bees and butterflies flutter on her.

It was the first time that she met someone like Joe, and she actually ignored her and couldn't wait to retreat... This made her feel full of frustration, and at the same time she was secretly ruthless, wishing to have a few pieces of white flesh on Joe's body!

An old grandmother’s bartender yawned, rubbing her sore and numb eyes vigorously, and humming weakly at Joe: "Joe, you’re here too early, ah, the restaurant on the food street, which one is not? Only open in the afternoon?"

With a sigh, the bartender put down his hands and looked at Joe feebly: "The master chefs of the back kitchen have all gone home. They have not yet come. There are only a few handy workers. You must not eat what they make... Only wine Enough water pipe... uh..."

Joe patted his stomach and looked at the empty tavern: "Then, come to the Lie Bar. I'm not here to eat, just find a place to chat... I'm in Hyderabad, but I don't have any familiar places. So, come here."

The bartender shrugged, yawned, and swayed towards the wine cellar behind.

Big Ivan blinked his big eyes, and looked around in the tavern without notice. After a while, he found a clean goat in a small warehouse. He greeted with excitement. Several big Lucia guys who followed him were laughing strangely. A group of people rushed into the back kitchen, and soon there was the sound of pots and pans.

The bartender walked over with a barrel of gold-labeled rum and slapped the barrel heavily on the table in front of Joe. He pointed his finger in the direction of the back kitchen and squeezed his eyes at Joe: "Joe, you know the temper of the old grandmother, what has been broken, compensation for the'original price'!"

Joe raised his eyebrows, grabbed the small faucet on the wine barrel, and ‘chichichichi’, slipped it into the barrel.

Grabbing a few wine glasses and placing them under the faucet, Joe put the wine in the glasses while deliberately raising his voice: "Don't worry, if you break something, I will definitely compensate him at the'original price'... Big Ivan, I will give him tens of thousands every year Jinmark’s salary, he has money and can afford it!"

The noise of the back kitchen immediately became much lighter.

Da Ivan’s grumble faintly came: "Assholes, lighter hands and feet, give me salt, and the pot of spices... This tavern is a black shop, I tell you, this is a black shop... Who does it? If you break something, lose your own money, don't think I will spend a for you!"

The bartender grinned, shook his head and turned to leave.

Joe put the wine glass full of spirits in front of Sherlock and Velenya, and then raised the glass: "To our reunion in the imperial capital, a toast... Ah, Mr. Sherlock, this Miss Velenya , Really surprised me, I didn't expect that she and I would go out of the same school... 嚯嚯嚯!"

Joe smiled dryly, with the charm of Duke Ross.

Velenya's face went dark suddenly. She raised her glass and slammed the glass in Joe's hand: "Teacher, you know, I'm just an ordinary opera actor, and Master Joe, take a look. He...wow, the Royal Hydra badge of the Durham Empire, and so many shining goodies..."

"They are distinguished, powerful and powerful, dismissive of me, trying to understand and pretend to be confused... A small person like me can't cling to it." Velenya gave Joe a fierce look: ""

Joe took a sip of wine, he glared at Velenya, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I understand that I am pretending to be confused...Miss Velenya, I dare not go too close to you. Last time for you , I offended a member of the Lan Yin River Governor’s family, and even offended a member of the imperial royal family. I was even targeted by a shameless old guy. How much trouble did it cause me?"

Justice Wilen and Joe had a grudge because Joe helped Velenya at the Whispering Forest Club.

It is precisely because of the grievances this time that Joe made a shot at the Whispering Forest Club, which led to the desperate Justice Wilan and Bell Jung Bergman teaming up to frame Joe.

Qiao Xuxu talked about what happened to him recently. In addition to the fact that he evacuated the treasury of Whispering Forest Club and the source of those drawings, he explained in detail what happened to him. Again.

Velenya couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

Joe pointed at Velenya and said to Sherlock very seriously: "This woman is definitely a big trouble...If possible, I don't want to be involved in anymore with her."

Sherlock rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, picked up the glass and drank it.

Putting the wine glass heavily on the table, Sherlock looked at Joe, then at Velenya, and then shook his head: "I think, this is a misunderstanding. These troubles are not Velenya's original intention, she is also a victim... Joe, you did take on a lot of things for her, and this is enough to highlight that you are a person of love and righteousness."

"So, you need to support each other in the future." Sherlock shrugged and looked at Joe who rolled his eyes and Velenya who rolled his eyes as well. He shook his head and said: "As Joe said, you both learn from the same door, even if you can't become The most steadfast ally, but don’t become an enemy... you, at least, can become partners for mutual cooperation."

Joe looked at Velenya.

Velenya looked at Joe.

The two looked at Sherlock at the same time, and asked in unison: "Why are you here in the imperial capital?"

Sherlock looked around.

In the tavern, only the people brought by Joe were scattered around, and they were a little far away from the table by the window, and there was a lot of space around. On the street outside the pub, except for a group of municipal workers who were shoveling snow, the whole street was empty, with only a dozen hardy sparrows squatting on the corner.

"Joe, this is what you caused." Sherlock lowered her voice: "You caught the princess of the Empire of Lucia Lovena. This is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning... But you took the suffering from her. A clue to the treasure of the Knights."

Joe raised his brows: "Huh? You came for the so-called treasure?"

Sherlock shook his head: "It's not me. I have no interest in this treasure. I am not short of money. On the contrary, some of my investments and fixed assets in the Kingdom of Ice and Sea, the Kingdom of Saint Xia, and the United Kingdom of Nice are enough to make me worry-free. Careless, live a lifetime like a rich king."

Joe whistled softly...Not interested in treasures, not short of money...Oh, oh, Sherlock had the confidence to say such things, and Joe suddenly became interested in how much wealth he had.

Putting the wine glass under the small tap of the wine barrel and filling herself with a glass of wine, Sherlock took a sip of the wine.

"The Binghai King royal family, especially the old lady on the throne now, she and the people around her firmly believe that they are the most orthodox heirs to this treasure... I, as the royal family’s special adviser, have a little bit of The unlucky person of the royal blood, I was ordered to cooperate with the grandson of the king, Prince George, to retrieve this treasure."

Sherlock shrugged helplessly: "What a hapless task, isn't it? In the greedy and ferocious Hydra's lair, seek the prey they have eaten...I am mentally prepared for the mission to fail."

"Lovna's husband, Prince George?" Qiao Yin thought of this faintly: "Is he in the Durham Empire?"

Sherlock coughed lightly: "He arrived in Hyderabad yesterday. He sneaked in secretly. He entered here as an ordinary businessman. He has not officially notified the official of the Durham Empire."

Joe blinked at Sherlock: "How can I help you with this matter?"

Sherlock pointed to the Royal Hydra badge pinned to Joe's neckline, and pointed to the Black Forest Defender's Medal hanging on his left chest: "Perhaps, when faced with a certain predicament, you can become a spare , The channel for us to communicate with the top leaders of the Duren Empire...Of course ~www.ltnovel.com~ this is not the main reason why I am looking for you."

"Do you have any other tasks?" Velenya asked softly, sitting aside sipping wine.

"Ah, this task is the main reason why I ask you for help." Sherlock sighed: "An order from Al, I must obtain one of the treasures. If it exists, I must obtain it. This is not an ordinary task, but a test of promotion."

"I am the twenty-second level swordsman of Al. I am standing inside the Golden Gate. I have seen the light of truth at a higher level." Sherlock's thin face was slightly red, and her deep-set eyes flashed. Jingguang: "I want to bathe in the real light of truth... not just to see, but to be in it."

"Step into the gate of gold, there are only three opportunities for each level of improvement." Sherlock said in a deep voice: "The ability to enter the gate of gold proves that your wisdom, your ability, and the power you master are far beyond the world. Transcendence from mortals... The Golden Gate represents incomparable strength and the approach to perfection... Therefore, if you are in the Golden Gate, you need to accept the test of truth if you want to be promoted."

"Each level, there are only three opportunities."

"If you fail three times, it proves...you are flawed, you can only be confined to this level for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to improve."

"Ten years ago, I failed once. This is my second chance. I must seize it." Sherlock looked at Joe and then at Velenya: "I hope you can use all of your The power of this will help me complete this test."

Joe frowned: "What is your test this time? What is the thing you want to obtain?"

Sherlock lowered his voice again.

Joe nodded and scratched his forehead.