I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

　　 "November 16, I think I'm almost ready to do that whimsical experiment. I don't know what wonderful things will happen, I am full of expectations."

"Unconsciously, I have lived in this world for forty years. Time is really terrible. It will slowly change a person. For example, my habits, terms and perspectives of thinking become more and more like people in this world. NS."

　　 Xifa read this passage silently in his heart, and couldn't help sighing that the emperor was really a man who had the courage to try. He didn't know what kind of experiment he was preparing at the time.

　　 He wants to continue to look down, but the next paragraph of information has already skipped to other things.

"On August 27th, I know that my enemies are gathering. Fosac, Roon, Fenebot, they are like rats in the gutter, thinking that they can escape by going into the sewers that I can’t see. My sight, plotting to unite against me? Interesting, I hope they can give me some surprises."

　　 "On August 28th, there is still no news about the ships looking for the "God Abandoned Land", I hope they are all right, this **** storm!"

　　The Land of God Abandoned?

　　 What is that place, since it is being pursued by the emperor, it should not be a simple place.

"On January 10th, Sunia Island is coming soon, and it should arrive tomorrow. I heard that this island is called the Ancient Elf Island. Will there still be elves on the island now? I don’t know how elven women taste. Of course, there will never be an answer to this question, probably?"

"On March 29th, the little guy is so cute. The more she looks, the more she looks like me. She has inherited all of my strengths. I have to give her a name. What should I call her? Well, I really want to give her a Chinese little boy. name."

Oh? The emperor also gave birth to a daughter? I don't know what it is called, but unfortunately it was not written in the diary.

　　 The emperor’s daughter, won’t she be alive now, right? This possibility is very high. As the son of Emperor Roselle, she must also be an extraordinary. With the support of her father, it should not be a difficult task to grow into a high-ranking powerhouse.

　　 Xifa temporarily put down his notes and exclaimed: "No matter which world you are in, the resources of the native family are very important."

　　 He turned to the last page of notes, and there was only one record on it.

"On October 11th, Miss Matil was so brave on another battlefield. No, next time I must let her feel what male prowess is! As the protagonist of this era, no matter which battlefield you are on. I will never lose!"

　　 So the emperor was defeated on another battlefield? This is really strange. If the emperor knew, his diary would be read by Klein and I in the future, probably would not record these ‘great achievements’, right?

　　 After reading the three pages of notes, Xifa kept them properly, and planned to show his ‘value’ when he prayed to the bronze mirror in a few days.

　　 The night came as scheduled.

Tonight, Sifa and Cromwell have made an appointment to deal with the "criminal" named Meyers, just in case, he has brought all the magical items, including the "thief's finger" and "the flute of the dead." 'Before leaving the hotel in disguise.

　　 Xifa first went to the safe house to create a breath of life before coming to Mingke Street.

　　 In an alley, Sifa saw the arbitrator. He squatted behind a trash can, looking at the candy store across the street.

　　 Although Mink Street is not as lively as Hall Street, there are a lot of pedestrians on the road, and there are occasional police stations.

　　 "It seems that we have to invite Mr. Meyers to a relatively quiet place."

　　 It was still early, and Xifa did not rush to act. He chose to observe the surroundings first, and finally glanced at the alley next to the candy store.

　　 "It's really not suitable for hands-on in the shop. If the battle spreads to passers-by, we will be in trouble."

　　 Cromwell took out his pocket watch and glanced at him and said, "According to my observations during this period, Meyers will close the shop at nine o'clock and go home."

　　 "We can do it in his house."

　　 Xifa shook his head: "No, an Extraordinary, his home is his home court. He won't be unprepared in the home court. The difficulty of getting started there is probably higher than in the store."

　　 "At least, he would not have thought that he would be attacked in his shop on Mink Street."

　　 The arbitrator looked at him: "Then what do you mean?"

　　 The corner of Sifa’s mouth turned up slightly: “I’m going to do some preparations, you are staring here, if you see me walking into the store, you will go to the alley and wait in an ambush.”

　　 "I will try to drive Meyers into the back alley, where we can fight without worrying about hurting passers-by."

　　 Cromwell nodded: "Try not to kill him. I hoped to get answers from his mouth for some things back then."

　　 Xifa made no guarantee, and decided to kill Meyers decisively if he found that Meyers was too dangerous to be captured alive.

　　 He pressed his hat down, retreated to the alley, and then went around to the other side of the street to enter the main street.

　　 He naturally turned into the alley behind the candy store, first observed the surrounding scenes and the debris distributed in the alley, and then began to arrange traps.

　　 "When I saw the candy store, I thought of Miss Martha. I wonder if they are okay recently?"

　　 "Miss Martha's **** are really big...Bah, what am I thinking~www.readwn.com~ must be influenced by the great notes."

　　 randomly arranged seven or eight traps, some traps are still a chain, Xifa clapped his hands with satisfaction, and sincerely thanked those who left the mess in the back alley.

　　 Maybe there is Meyers himself?

　　 Xifa checked the equipment on his body, confirmed the only two charms left, then returned to the street, looked at the place where the arbitrator was hiding, and pushed open the door of the candy house.

　　 The rattle on the door rang, and the crisp bells spread to every corner of the shop, causing a man in an apron who was packing things up to raise his head.

　　 "Welcome to the "Colorful Candy House", please feel free to watch it, sir."

　　 This man is in his early thirties. He has short brown hair combing out a very energetic look. He has fair skin and a pair of dark brown eyes under his two hazel eyebrows. He smiled at the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't known his identity in advance, it would be difficult for Xifa to associate this enthusiastic and smiling man with a ‘criminal’.

　　Sifah looked around and looked at the colorful candies in glass jars: "You have so many varieties."

　　 "Yes, sir." Meyers stood up, "We have soft candies, hard candies, and juice candies with unique flavors made from fruit."

　　 "Yes, do you have chocolate?"

　　 "Of course there is."

　　 Meyers walked to a cabinet, opened the drawer, and took out an unwrapped piece of chocolate from it: "Who doesn't like chocolate, do you think?"

　　 Xifa coughed dryly: "I heard that your chocolate is special. It seems that your chocolate is changed by people."

　　 He added: "Oh, yes, it's a dead person."