Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Good afternoon, Mr. Moriarty."

After the maid he had seen in the morning opened the door, Klein handed her the cane in his hand. After a while, he followed into the carefully arranged living room and saw Mrs. Summer who had been waiting here.

The lady was wearing a dark green long skirt with a round neck today. The delicate fabric was wrapped around her tall figure, revealing only a small part of her collarbone and fair neck.

"Good afternoon ma'am, it's an honor to be invited by you." Klein leaned over slightly, a smile on his mature face.

After he got out of the gray fog just now, he specially took off the human skin mask in the bathroom, washed his face, and waited until the muscles on his face completely returned to normal before stepping on the spot to the bright spot not far from his house. 14 Ske Street.

Seeing Klein's serious look, Mrs. Summer, who was holding a silver-studded palace feather fan, covered her chin and smiled, and responded:

"You don't have to. Your badge tells me you'll be a popular neighbor."

In the guest room, the two sat on the sofa in the living room. Strangely, there were no snacks and tea that should be seen in afternoon tea.

Seeing Klein's obscure gaze, Mrs. Summer smiled implicitly and explained:

"There is another guest today, and my husband will be back soon."

"Hehe, he's just been promoted, and even if it's Monday, he can find time to get to know the neighbors."

"I think you'll like his enthusiasm. Luke has always liked making friends."

I can already feel your enthusiasm... Klein squeezed a gentle smile and nodded.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long, and the first knock sounded outside the door, and Mrs. Summer also waved, and the maid beside her immediately understood, and one went to take out the afternoon tea that had been prepared. , the other went to greet the hostess home.

There was a sound of not heavy footsteps. Luke, the master of the house, handed over his coat to the maid and greeted Klein with a smile:

"I think you are Mr. Moriarty?"

"Yes." Klein gently shook his hand.

After doing all this, the hostess who looked a little tired even though he only worked for half a day turned his head and said to his wife in a rising tone:

"Darling, you'll never guess what a coincidence today is."

"As soon as I got out of the carriage, I saw Mr. Evans, our other guest, coming back, right behind me."

Saying that, he turned his body to the side.

Coincidence... Under Klein's curious gaze, a familiar figure walked out from behind the decorative cabinet on the porch.

He was wearing the iconic maroon coat, with black-rimmed glasses on his cheeks that still had a youthful look, and his dark red eyes showed a strong bookish air.

Dunn, who was pretending to be Louis Evans, looked into the room, his eyes fell on Klein, who was looking as usual, and the corners of his mouth were slowly raised.

He walked over the distance in front of the living room very familiarly, reached the sofa, and said with a smile in front of Luke, who was trying to liven up the atmosphere:

"It seems that today is indeed a lucky day. I didn't expect you to be the new neighbor Luke said."

No, I'm lucky to a certain extent, so I have to consider whether to arrange it... Although I don't agree with the view of this gentleman who has a relationship with me, Klein still nodded, the same smiled and said:

"I think it's true. At the time, I was still regretting that we didn't get to know each other. Today, I have the opportunity to make up for our regrets."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Mrs. Somer, who was sitting next to her holding the feather fan lightly, was a little dazed. She asked curiously:

"So Mr. Moriarty knew Mr. Evans before?"

The reason why she and Luke arranged to bring Mr. Evans, who has a good relationship with them, when inviting new neighbors, was because they heard that the new resident was a highly educated detective who wanted to use another detective to break the gap between them. estrangement and distance.

But they didn't expect the two to know each other from the beginning.

But it seems that they have only met before, not friends... Luke, who is better at such scenes than his wife, smiled and nodded, looking forward to the two's answers.

"No, we just met by chance in the library before and talked about some issues." Dunn, who is more familiar with the Summer family, sipped the coffee on the table and said softly.

He glanced imperceptibly at the hand of Mr. Moriarty beside him, but it still did not match the traces of the years on his face.

At the same time, Klein, who had completely digested the "Clown" potion, also noticed the other party's little gesture.

The two of them adjusted their gazes at the same time, their eyes crossed, and they retracted them tacitly, pretending that nothing happened.

"Yes, I think the two of us should have this common experience, so we can chat very speculatively." Klein said following Dunn's words just now, looking at Mrs. Summer with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Oh, doesn't it, it looks like you're a detective too?" asked Mrs. Summer, with a look of surprise when she saw that she had finally had a chance to speak.

Luke, who has been smiling all the time, also took the opportunity to add:

"Louis is an expert in criminal investigation, and the employers who have hired him have given him extremely high evaluations."

In Minsk Street, it is no secret that Detective Evans, who had just moved in, saved the life of Mr. Babbage, who was targeted by gangsters. The son of the old gentleman came to thank Dunn in person.

Klein, who was ready to go back and learn about the detective Louis Evans through Ian, looked at the coffee on the table, and finally gave up the idea of ​​drinking.

"Actually, I also studied criminal investigation in Lenburg, and I haven't found my future direction since I came back, so I chose to be a detective."

"Sherlock, did you study in Lenburg?" Unconsciously, Luke had changed his name, with a hint of warmth in his tone.

He has always been yearning for the social atmosphere of Lenburg's worship of the wise, and always wondered if this environment of respect for knowledge exploration was transplanted to Backlund, would it be able to help his company reach a higher level.

Coim is able to stand firm in the Air Management Committee because they not only appeal, but also update and iterate various related products to find ways to reduce air pollution without affecting production.

Klein, who politely took a sip of coffee, smiled lightly when he saw the other party taking the bait.

"I studied for a few years, but I only got a master's degree and came back."

"In this regard, there is still a big gap between me and my classmates."

............

The darkness above is still deep, and thick lightning flashes across the sky from time to time, illuminating the gloomy streets.

Derrick, who was carrying a simple long sword behind his back, walked heavily on the streets of the City of Silver, his eyes wandering.

Elder Lovia may be the demigod who serves the "God of Mysteries" - a follower of Loholid, but she is also a "shepherd". According to Mr. World, the general "secret prayer" A "human" Extraordinary will become a mad believer of the true creator in Sequence Eight, so who does Elder Lovia believe in now?

Since statues and frescoes of the real creator could be found in the nearby abandoned temple, he could not possibly think that the **** could not exert influence on the City of Silver.

And the one who discovered the abandoned temple was Elder Lovia...

Suddenly, Derrick, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, stopped, looked at his destination in front of him—the patrol camp, took a deep breath, and took down the Silent Sword from his back. into the camp.

There are digital Sequence Six and Sequence Five Beyonders gathered here, most of them are "Guardians" and "Knights of Dawn", senior Beyonders who also serve as patrol team captains.

In the dim light of the fire, Derrick made use of the weak light of the bonfire next to him to identify it and walked towards the west side of the camp.

There stood a heavily armored knight nearly 2.3 meters tall, with a huge iron hammer in his hand, and several lower members of the City of Silver in front of him stood closely and gathered around him.

Martin Reeves, a "Guardian" in his forties, was the captain of the patrol team that Derrick was assigned to.

Huh... After today's patrol, I will exchange the potion materials I need. I must quickly get promoted and complete the transaction with Mr. World.

He sighed and walked towards his team with his long sword in hand.

Martin and Derrick, who were lazily chewing on the roots of a certain plant, nodded and wiped one of the two remaining marks on their feet with their feet.

They wait until the time, or when the team is full, will set off.

Dang Dang Dang!

Suddenly, in the center of the camp, a large dilapidated bell supported by a monster skeleton made a muffled sound, and several teams gathered in the camp turned their eyes in unison, and turned their eyes to the center.

Beside the dilapidated big clock, the shadows under the upright torches are surging strangely, the facial features are atmospheric, and Lovia, with silver-gray curly hair reaching her waist, slowly walks out of it, her pale gray eyes swept away~www.readwn.com~ said in a flat tone. :

"Urgent mission, I need to assign two teams to explore the abandoned temple now."

Hearing this, Derrick, who was among his teammates, suddenly felt cold behind his back and cold hands and feet.

He is not ready, he has not yet been promoted, and he has to go deep into a ruin that involves at least a demigod, and at most a true god?

In a panic, he actually wanted to recite the honorary name of Mr. Fool in place for the first time.

"Hurry up and prepare, the vacant patrol team will be filled by a temporary team." Amidst the noise, a voice full of vicissitudes came from another entrance of the camp. Iliad walked slowly, carrying two straight swords behind him.

This is the chief of the City of Silver, the most powerful existence!

His appearance made many Silver City warriors who were still hesitating immediately accepted the order and mobilized.

Derrick, who had retreated to the outside of the crowd and was about to ask Mr. Fool for help, put down his hands and felt a sense of peace in his heart for no reason.

I don't know when it started, as long as the chief is there, the residents of Silver City can always remain calm, even if there is an unknown darkness ahead, they are not afraid.

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