I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

In the mirror, Xifa saw that there was an oblique stretched wound on his shoulder. Fortunately, the wound was not deep and did not need to be sutured. Relatively speaking, the wound on the thigh is relatively shallow, even if it is not treated, it will heal on its own.

"I'm starting to miss Mr.'Doctor'." Xifa shrugged his shoulders. If there is a'Doctor' here, this injury will be able to heal immediately.

However, the current problem is not at this point of injury, even if it is a shoulder injury, Xifa can handle it himself.

The real problem lies in the subsequent search of the Fusac. That ‘Iron Knight’ should be what the police called ‘Lord Sevic’.

If the demigod is not accidental, it is very likely that he is a member of the Fusac Empire Army. Although he escaped under him, if I were the lord, I would order the police to block the town and search for suspicious outsiders. .

The hotel will be a key object of exclusion. Once the police arrive, it is difficult to explain the injuries.

"However, if it's just a policeman, I have a way to deal with it." Sifa quickly treated the wound for himself, then put on clothes and put a charm in his pocket.

Boom!

Boom!

There was a sudden and powerful knock at the door.

"Open the door! The people inside will open the door immediately!"

Before Sifa opened the door, there was a bang, and the door had been violently knocked open. Several Fusac police officers in uniform rushed in. Their irritability could be compared with that of the ‘punisher’.

"Why don't you open the door right away!" a policeman with a soft hat and a thick beard asked loudly.

Xifa half raised his hand and said innocently: "Mr. Policeman, I was taking a nap, and I was ready to open the door when I heard the knock, but your speed is faster."

Another younger policeman said loudly: "Stop talking, take off your clothes immediately!"

Xifa looked shocked: "Mr. Police, can I ask why?"

"Yes, if you want to know, then follow us back to the police station!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take it off now."

Xifa turned around, hesitated and took off his coat with some hesitation.

The two policemen behind couldn't stand his slow speed, and rushed to rudely strip off Xifa's clothes one by one, but for a moment, Xifa was naked.

He hugged himself with his hands, not knowing whether it was cold or angry, the whole person trembled slightly in the room, his eyes were angry and ashamed, and he shouted, "What the **** are you doing!"

The two policemen looked at Xifa's shoulders back and forth several times, and finally shook their heads, and threw the clothes to him, saying, "If you don't have anything to do in the past two days, don't go out casually. It's best to leave here quickly, people from Luen!"

Several policemen pulled their soft hats, walked out of the room, and knocked on the door of another guest room.

Xifa closed the door and let out a sigh of relief. He glanced over his shoulder. The bandage is still there, and the wound is still there.

But in the eyes of Fosac police just now, there were no bandages or wounds on his shoulders. That was the credit of the ‘illusion’ spell.

As Xifa guessed, the ‘Lord Sevich’ initiated the police in the town to search for himself. The Fusac police asked for an **** inspection in order to check for new injuries on his body.

The search and exclusion like this lasted all day.

In the afternoon, Sifayiyot came to Harry's watch shop. He opened the door and saw a black cat jumping off the counter, then poked his head out of the side and looked at his uninvited guest.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Raleigh." Behind the counter, Harry, who was fixing a pocket watch, raised his head, looked at Sifa, and smiled.

"Good afternoon." Sifa took off his hat, pressed it to his chest, and responded with a smile.

"Please wait a moment, we will set off right away." The watchmaker packed up his things, then dropped a dried fish to the black cat in the corner, and carefully stepped over the debris on the ground to the door.

After they left the watch shop, they both lowered the brim of their hats and walked quickly.

"I heard the explosion in the morning. I don't know where the gas pipe exploded. This is really terrible. You see, there are more police officers on the street than usual."

From time to time, the young watchmaker secretly looked at the police passing by with his eyes, and began to make associations.

They came to the outskirts of the town and found a slightly dilapidated house along a winding path. Above the house, the chimney was emitting string after string of gray smoke.

"This is the house I helped Mr. Abbott. He transformed it into a workshop. He is often not at home..."

Harry pointed down the chimney on the house: "But if there is smoke there, it means that Mr. Abbott is not out."

He stepped forward quickly, pushed open the wooden door, and shouted, "Mr. Abbott?"

No one in the room responded, but you could see the lights were on, and the door opened, the convective air formed a wind, bringing out the strong smell of alcohol, and Xifa frowned.

Follow the watchmaker into the house. There is no floor on the sandy ground, and empty wine bottles can be seen everywhere.

There are various tools, molds, stoves, anvils, sledgehammers, and a blower in the room.

Just near the window, there is an old sofa with a middle-aged man lying on it. His gray hair was not trimmed, and he was falling asleep in locks, with a thick beard on his lips.

He dropped his hand from the armrest of the sofa to the ground, and an empty wine bottle in his hand slipped to the ground, making a sound, and he shook his spirits, rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Mr. Abbott, this is Mr. Raleigh I told you." The watchmaker stepped over several bottles on the ground and walked towards the man on the sofa.

Mr. Craftsman stood up with a yawn, then found a bottle of wine that had not been finished, took a sip, and turned to look at Xifa: "You have to use the extraordinary characteristics of the'devil' to create a revolver. ?"

"Yes." Sifa nodded.

Abbott stretched out his calloused hand: "What about things?"

Xifa took out a glass bottle with extraordinary characteristics like black smoke, UU read www.uukānshu. Com said in a deep voice: "This is an item worth at least 6,000 pounds. How can you ensure that it will not be lost or will not be exchanged for gold coins by you?"

Abbott glanced at Xifa with his gloomy eyes, without answering, went to a cabinet, took out a box from it, and threw it to Xifa.

Xifa stretched out his hand to catch it, opened the box, and lay a pair of ordinary black-rimmed glasses inside.

"This is?" He looked at the'craftsman'.

Abbott caught the hair, looked up at the sky, as if thinking about something, and then said without ups and downs like an endorsement: "This is an object I made not long ago, and it is not yet named. Well, let's call it for now.' Magic glasses' right." (Note 1)

It's so casual... Xifa gave a dry smile: "What power does it have?"

"It is built with the characteristics of the'recorder', capable of recording and storing the ability to see..."

Note 1: This is the item provided by the old Fengshui master in the "Magical Item Collection Building". I modified it and changed the gloves to glasses. After all, there are a lot of gloves, thank you~