Volume One: The Golden Pocket Watch Chapter 207: Arriving at Faslanka

Style: Fantasy Author: Magician's SorrowWords: 2054Update Time: 24/01/13 11:31:51
I had already breathed in car exhaust a lot in my previous life, and the exhaust here was not even smaller than car exhaust... Weinerson reached out through the window and pinched his nose to relieve the sudden discomfort.

Then, following the silver watch chain, he took out a silver arabesque silver watch from his vest pocket, clicked it open, glanced at it, and confirmed the time.

After bidding farewell to Honavitch University, Weinerson specially dressed himself up. After all, he is now a college student and can no longer be as decent and gentlemanly as before.

Moreover, after returning to Faslanka and joining the Night Watch, the salary was already much higher than that of the ordinary class, so it was not too much to show some dignity once in a while.

For him, a mechanical pocket watch is standard equipment. He cannot grasp the specific and clear time at all times, which will cause a sense of panic in his heart. This is a sequelae left by him in his previous life.

Originally, Weinerson planned to buy a gold pocket watch, feeling that it suited his temperament. However, considering that he was considered a middle-class person at best, the price of a gold watch was not something he could afford, so in the end he chose a restrained silver watch.

"1:39... The advantage of the extraordinary train is that it is on time and will not be late..."

Weinerson put on his pocket watch, picked up his brand new cane and brand new suitcase. As the extraordinary train slowly stopped, he walked slowly and walked out of the steam train station.

There are still three arched gates made of majestic boulders. Behind the gate is a huge ticket square with many low tents set up inside. However, this arched gate is obviously different from those low tents. It was built recently.

Suddenly, without warning, he turned a corner and looked straight ahead, looking at the tent where he had been told fortunes before. He no longer saw the fortune teller wearing a pointed hat and black hooded robes inside. He was replaced by a young, handsome newcomer.

"Did he leave? Or lost his life in a supernatural event?"

Weinerson clenched the fist carrying the cane and slowly loosened it. His expression was not much touched. He walked along the cement-paved avenue, mixed in with the crowd, and walked towards the intersection in front.

There are lawns and gardens, streets and pedestrians, all surrounding a pillar that stands like a chimney.

"No, it might be a chimney..." Weinerson saw this shape of a chimney for the first time, upright and huge, with thick smoke spraying out from the top of the pillar.

Part of the smoke floated high into the sky and slowly spread around, while part of it turned into small water droplets and sprinkled on the surrounding red light district.

Weinerson paused again. He could clearly feel that the falling raindrops were filled with the scent of spiritual energy that had purifying power.

Is it used for purification? Purify the pollution caused by previous extraordinary events, or purify the wandering souls of those ownerless souls that died tragically at the feet of the black goat cubs?

Weinerson put down his suitcase, tapped his left chest four times with his hand, and after silently reciting a crimson sentence, he took out a map from the inside of his pocket.

"Although I was forced to enter the secret base of the Night Watch from St. Jagoth's Cathedral before because of the evil gaze, it is still on the opposite side of the Rhine River from the Northern Cross District, so it is still too far!"

When Weinerson thought of the cathedral with its obvious Gothic style, its tall mottled bronze bell tower, and its huge stone buttresses, it shocked his heart.

This is the headquarters of the Honavitch Church. Such a huge church is built in every city. There are thousands of believers who come to pray every day. I really don’t know when Yantu Society will develop to this level. Such a situation.

While sighing, he couldn't help but think of the hostile gaze before. Now with his Sequence 3 strength and many magical items, even if Sequence 4 came over, he would still have to blow his head off.

After this period of treatment, all the Night Watchmen who participated in the extraordinary battle in Faslanca should have recovered, including Mr. Joseph.

Now that I have returned to Faslanka, I have to shoulder the responsibility of the night watchman. While uncovering the mastermind behind this disaster from the beginning to the present, I have to complete Teacher Wright's one-year experience and help Benjamin find the missing person. The last ingredient, the sincere heart blood...

Thinking about it now, the second experience is easy to say. It is just a matter of time. The first one is not difficult. As long as I am here, the dirty rats hidden in the sewers will definitely come back to me again. After all, I have control over the reason. A strange ring composed of a giant dragon, an octopus and mysterious symbols. The ring that can enter the royal court of the past is called "authority" in the outside world.

It's just that the third one is extremely difficult to complete and depends on luck. In this social environment, are there still such people? Weinerson put a question mark in his mind.

"Forget it, it's more important to think about how to quickly find out the mastermind behind the scenes. The currently known secret organizations, in addition to Lunatic Asylum No. 8, also have the Church of the Mother of Desire, but they seem to be not only interested in me, but also like me. Create extraordinary events in the city, expand the source of pollution, and finally there is the Plague Church. Although it has no grievances and no grudges, it smells like a mad dog and comes looking for it... Well... I have to consider two aspects first. One is contact with Fas. The local clergy circle in Lanka will see if they can find any clues about it. Second, they will take the initiative to set up a trap, expose it to the public, and use their authority as bait to fish out people from the three churches."

"But the risk is too great. You must be cautious enough. After all, if you use "authority" as bait, you can easily catch a giant shark, and you can swallow my giant shark in one bite... Except for the No. 8 Lunatic Asylum, the remaining three secret organizations The leaders of the next two organizations are truly blessed by the gods. They have survived the natural disasters of the Third Age and are still active in the current terrorist organizations..."

While thinking, Weinerson felt the coldness of Fasranka, couldn't help but shudder, and decided to find a place to live as soon as possible.

Turning over the map, I saw the circled address on it: "On the Rhine River, on the second floor of Langchamp Church! Langchamp Library..."

"The Night Watch's headquarters is in the library on the second floor of the church?"

Seeing the circled address, Weinerson was stunned for a long time, feeling an unexpected but reasonable feeling.

I really... don't know how to complain... He shook his head and laughed, and suddenly thought that the underground of Langxiang Church was the location of the big tomb, where all kinds of dangerous sealed items were stored?

"It's very much like lying on a bomb. If a secret organization causes trouble at the Night Watch headquarters one day, wouldn't all the sealed objects in the underground riot? After all, many sealed objects have the ability to live... ..."

Weinerson couldn't help but shuddered again. Suddenly a silver-white carving knife flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly became afraid of his imagination.