Book of Gods and Demons

In the faculty apartment building of the Second University, there is a single dormitory for Margo.

The experts of the police department easily found dozens of iron-grey long hairs in Marg's dormitory.

Joe also ‘purchased’ an ingenious little secret technique from Laplace.

Unlike the previous tracing of the robbed military expenses and luggage as complicated and costly, that time tracking, because of the corrosive spirit's power doped into it, the cost was also particularly alarming.

This time, it was just a little secret technique for finding someone.

A fresh wolf nose, three breaths of cats that have just been pulled off, a grass snake letter with the most sensitive... a total of nine kinds of strange materials, use sulfur as fuel to stew them into a pot, and then throw them into Mag’s long Hair, and recite the mantra.

In the moonlight, a long iron-gray hair emits thin smoke, pulling out a several-foot-long wake, and flying rapidly in the air.

Joe and Salian, as well as the large group of court knights and Daedra knights, followed this swift hair like a tide.

More than a dozen men wearing black cloaks and holding snake-head scepters followed in the team.

The scepter in their hands released a strange enchantment, blocking the entire team. Thousands of heavily armed knights ran wildly without making a sound. Wherever they passed, outsiders could only see a faint flicker of light and shadow.

At the northeast corner of Hyderabad, three miles out of the city, there is a small hill full of maple trees.

This is a private domain, thousands of acres of mountain forest, all belonged to a long-established earl family in the Durham Empire.

This is a typical aristocratic family whose family momentum is gradually declining.

For several consecutive generations, the Patriarch has not been able to live up to it, and the clansmen in the family are mostly arrogant and extravagant.

When Margaret III regained his national power, re-proclaimed his military power, and expanded the territory, the clansmen of this family did not take this ride, and no clansmen made merits in the foreign wars. The family's momentum was compared to the nobles of the same level. The family is already far behind.

When industry broke out in the Ruhr City region of the Durham Empire, and advanced industries gradually replaced agriculture and animal husbandry and became the main driving force for the empire’s new development, the family also failed to grasp the momentum of future development.

When other great nobles began to build workshops and build assembly lines, they began to use their little family savings to buy pastures and farmland... As a result, the huge granary of the Lulai Plain was annexed by the empire, and the price of the empire’s agricultural and sideline products plummeted. The family's investment in pastures and farmland has lost another blood.

When the great aristocrats of the major southern provinces, even the great aristocrats of Hyderabad, began to turn their sights on the port of Tulum, to the ocean trade, trying to get a share of it.

The head of this family and other tribesmen once again mistaken the trend of the times.

They firmly believe that the ocean is dangerous, and only the continent is the foundation of the empire. They put the last little savings of the family into the field of traditional freight stacks.

They believe that no matter how the world changes, the transportation of bulk goods will always require transportation teams, warehouses and movers.

As a result, in recent years, with the empire’s extensive laying of railway networks and the arrival of a huge number of overseas slaves, the traditional low-efficiency and high-cost freight stacking industry has completely collapsed.

In addition... the family is unfortunate. Apart from the problem of the multiplication of the family members, the entire family has grown from hundreds of tribesmen at its peak to today, and only the current head of the family is left.

Moreover, the current owner of the family is still an unlucky young man who is only 20 years old, has paralyzed legs and atrophy, and can only rely on a wheelchair to move.

No matter how you look at it, this is a traditional aristocratic family that is about to be completely ruined.

However, the legacy of the ancestors is still thick. Even if the family has fallen to this point, the family still has a large number of fields, mountains, forests, pastures and other real estate, and there are more than a dozen castles and manors throughout the Durham Empire.

This disabled young family owner, sitting at home, can collect more than one million gold marks every year for taxation on the fields alone.

There is no shortage of money.

Not a huge wealth, but it's enough to have enough food and clothing to maintain the most basic decency.

However, because of his bad feet, his personal image is very degrading in social occasions. This young earl named Vinylon has lived in simplicity all the year round, rarely participates in various social activities, and has never taken the initiative to hold any banquets or banquets. prom.

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The aristocratic circle of Hyderabad also knew what was going on with Velen and tried their best to avoid conflicts with him.

The imperial aristocracy had even made a plan long ago-once Vinylon died unexpectedly, a lucky person would be selected from Vinylon's relatives and he would inherit the family business.

When Joe led the brigade in, the middle of this mountain forest full of maple trees, one glance at the small lake, in a castle with a history of hundreds of years, Velen was chatting and laughing with Marg.

The underground of the castle is nearly two hundred feet deep underground. The space here has undergone a huge transformation, and the upper and lower three floors have been dug out. The area of ​​a single layer is several times larger than that of the castle above.

The walls, floor, and ceiling of the huge space are made of huge granite blocks, which are extremely strong.

Marg and Willen were in a hall that was more than a hundred feet long and wide.

This square hall with a height of more than 20 feet is covered with large and small oil paintings on the walls. If there are professional painters, appraisers or antique dealers here, they will definitely recognize them. The oil paintings are all well-known paintings on the mainland of Medland.

There are at least fifty oil paintings in it. At this moment, they should be properly preserved in the oil painting hall of the Royal Museum of the Durham Empire.

But at this moment, these oil paintings are all hung in this underground hall.

If any professional appraiser can taste these oil paintings with his own eyes, he will definitely tell you-the ones hanging in this hall are genuine ones!

So... the paintings in the Royal Museum's oil painting hall... can be imagined!

Leaning against the four walls, under the hanging oil paintings, are display racks made of precious fragrant wood.

It is filled with all kinds of rare antiques.

In this hall, there are thousands of treasures neatly placed on display racks.

If an appraiser is present, he will also tell you that all these treasures are genuine.

The problem is that nearly half of these treasures are on the collection list of the Royal Museum, and the remaining half are on the blacklist of ‘stolen items’ by the Police Department.

In the huge hall, there are some big guys neatly placed.

Among them is a square four-legged two-eared ghost-face moiré ceremonial tripod. This large tripod is more than twelve feet high and more than eight feet long and wide. The whole body is cast in one piece. The craftsmanship is extremely difficult and the shape is extremely gorgeous.

This big tripod should be the king of a subsidiary kingdom of the Lucia Empire, an old antique purchased from Donglu with a lot of money, and it was given to the then Emperor Lucia as a birthday gift five years ago.

However, this big tripod, which was regarded as a treasure in the Eastland, was stolen on the way to Lucia's imperial capital.

The Lucia Empire went up and down, and went crazy for this expensive tripod for two or three years. Now the secret police of the Lucia Empire are still tracking the whereabouts of this tripod.

And it, at this moment, is so quiet, sticking in this hall.

Accompanied by this great tripod is a set of colorful full body armor.

The main material of this full body armor is made of silver, and the surface is made of cloisonné enamel from Donglu. The pattern is extremely gorgeous and gorgeous.

Helmet, breastplate, carapace, arm guards, hand guards, leg guards, knee guards...

The whole set of armor is radiant and radiant, like a magnificent peacock standing here.

This is the predecessor of the Gaul Republic, a ceremonial armor made by a certain king of a certain dynasty in Gaul. His Majesty the king, who was violently conquering, exhausted the last penny of the empire's financial resources and exhausted the last patience of the people of the kingdom after building this armor.

The day the armor was released was the day the King was sent to the guillotine.

This set of armor should have been kept in the National Museum of the Gaul Republic... God knows why it appeared here, and the Gaul Republic, there is no news about it.

In the huge hall, there are hundreds of kinds of rare treasures scattered and arranged.

Each rare treasure, its value and historical value, are enough to compare with that big tripod and armor, even more so.

Margot was wearing a loose-fitting uniform with the shirt collar open, leaning triumphantly on the bone fossil of a giant mammoth, raised his wine glass, and drank the wine with gulps.

It was rumored that the legs were paralyzed and shrunk, and Earl Welen, who had to rely on a wheelchair to travel, stood calmly in front of Marg~www.ltnovel.com~, dancing and laughing loudly.

Except for Earl Willen, there are more than a dozen sofas beside Margot.

Twenty men and women, either sitting on the sofa or standing aside, everyone holding their wine glasses and looking at Marg with a smile.

These men and women, regardless of age, tall, short, fat or thin, or beautiful or ugly.

They all revealed a taste of ‘I’m No. 1 in the World’ from their bones, and from their bones, everyone had a rebellious, undaunted temperament.

Wei Lun looked at Marg triumphantly: "So, your honorable Highness, now you can take us to a real big fight?"

Weilun shook his head and said, "I said, I said, do you remember? I said it ten years ago... Don't worry about the old **** of the royal family, what can't you do with your highness? Why do you want to pretend? Being a teacher, wasting time on those trash students?"

"We brothers are together, with our ability, with our strength, we can do something big." Weilun said with a dance: "We can do something big!"

"For example, let me become the emperor of the Durham Empire!" Mag raised the glass in his hand, and he smiled and said to Weilun: "I have a plan. I want to become the next emperor of the Empire."

"Now, we have a good opportunity, a very good opportunity."

"Of course, we will have some practical difficulties. For example, our funding has now undergone a little change."

"Dear brothers, funding, funding...we have to find a way to solve the funding."

"Of course, we have to figure out first, those two **** women, whether they were killed by someone, or want to swallow the share of money I should have!"