Da da da....
Rushing footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. Michelson, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and gray hair, walked through the stairs and came to a secret room under the church at No. 78 Qiming Street.
He stood in front of the door, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, wiped his messy hair, and after confirming that he looked good, he knocked on the wooden door anxiously.
Dongdong!
The newly installed brown wooden door opens to the inside, and white water mist pours out from the secret room. The room is filled with candles and is magnificent. There is a square black bath in the center, and hot water spurts from the lion's head carved on the wall. Amidst the sound of water, a woman's charming chuckle sounded: "Michelson, why do you need to tidy up your clothes? I've seen you in all your despicable ways, what else do you have to hide?"
Looking at the beautiful back looming in the white mist, Mishelson swallowed, walked into the room, and said with fear: "President, I discovered a talent at this afternoon's seminar."
"Um...."
The woman half-immersed in the water let out a moan that made Mishelson blush, "I know who you are talking about, he may not be a talent..."
"He is absolutely neutral!" Michelson said nervously: "Isn't this the controller of the balance of order we are looking for?"
"Why do you think he is absolutely neutral?"
"Because... because he didn't... applaud like everyone else?"
"Michelson...not applauding does not mean that he is absolutely neutral." The woman held up a pool of water and sprinkled it down her fair neck.
"But he agreed with my speech!"
"How do you know what he said is not a lie?"
Mishelson was stunned: "President, didn't you use magic? Anyone affected by magic will become our believers! What's more..."
Michelson took out a stopped pocket watch from his pocket: "The real pocket watch you gave me, which can detect lies, did not respond, which proves that the man did not lie and was telling the truth."
"Perhaps he only agrees with part of it. Real lies never rely on falsehood to deceive people."
The woman leaned lazily on the edge of the bathtub, her fair and slender jade-like arms hanging down from the bathtub, and she curled her fingers towards Mishelson.
Michelson's body trembled slightly, and he took two steps forward in anticipation and fear.
"That man is not an ordinary person. He can resist my magic, and his strength should be stronger than mine... The good news is, I can be sure that he is not a member of the Holy Light Mithril Society. Those stinky men who only know how to show off their strength. They don’t understand elegance, and they can’t have such a powerful power.”
Seeing that the woman did not pull him into the bath, Mishelson was a little disappointed and relieved: "The Holy Light Mithril Society has been investigating us recently. They claim to be righteous and have already set up a team in Tobolsk. There’s a lot of eyeliner, I’m worried…”
"There's nothing to worry about, Michelson." The woman said softly: "My strength is constantly increasing, and soon the Holy Light Mithril Society will no longer be our opponent. As long as I can take that step, all problems will be solved." Solved easily.”
"yes."
"Merigino is short of materials again. Pick a few believers who have completed evolution and send them over... The lovely Kursa is good. Her soul must be delicious."
Michelson shuddered. Of course he knew what would happen to the 'material'. The souls of the believers who were sent to Merigino would be extracted and become the nourishment of the woman in front of him...
"Why, are you feeling distressed?"
Without hearing Michelson's answer, the woman turned her head, a pair of dark eyes lit up in the mist, she touched Michelson's cheek with her palm, and said softly: "Michelson, Michelson Song, who is more important than me or Kursa?"
"Of course...of course it's you, the president..."
"Yes, everything we do is to establish a new order. Their sacrifices are noble and fearless. I remember each of their names. This is the highest reward for them."
"I know, I will send Kursa to Merigino's institute.... What should I do with that man?"
"Just send someone to keep an eye on him and don't have too much contact. If there is a chance, I will personally investigate his details."
The woman licked her red lips.
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The next day, at 7 pm, Mavie and Yunia came to Central Park again.
Today is the official opening day of the Winter Festival. The park is crowded with countless people. Even the posters of the Black Swan Dance Troupe's performance are posted at the entrance of the park. Apparently the 'gossip' has leaked out.
Although Ma Wei had never heard of the Black Swan Dance Company before, he did some research during the day and found that the Black Swan Dance Company suddenly appeared four months ago. It is famous for its enthusiasm and unrestrainedness and is widely welcomed by the audience.
Initially, the Black Swan Dance Troupe was active in the Kingdom of Sardinia, and later traveled all the way north to the Kingdom of Romanov, where it began long-term activities, which was the same time point as the emergence of the School of Order.
It is said that they encountered poor management problems and were bought by a kind-hearted rich man, Baron Staley, with a huge sum of money. The original team remained unchanged, but there was an additional financial backer.
Since then, the Black Swan Dance Company has performed more and more performances, performing in major theaters in the Romanov Kingdom, becoming more and more famous, and attracting more and more guests.
The most popular dancer in the Black Swan Dance Company is Miss Jin Na, as the two clerks called her yesterday. More than half of the guests come here for her.
Tourists gathered on the road where the float would pass, eagerly looking forward to admiring Miss Jinna's figure. However, the Black Swan Dance Troupe did not appear for a long time, causing complaints in the crowd, and many people even shouted "Miss Jinna" name, kept urging.
Ma Wei stood in the crowd with Yunia in his arms. He looked no different from a tourist, except that he did not call Miss Jinna's name.
"Dad, it's so noisy here..." Yunia held a glass of lemon soda and leaned on Mavey's shoulder. She was a little dissatisfied with the noisy shouting around her. She wrinkled her nose and said, "It's really crazy. I don't know. That Miss Jin Na is so beautiful...that I can't even watch the show..."
There will be parades and performances at the Winter Festival, which are basically organized by people voluntarily, so the quality of the performances varies. This is also one of the important reasons for the dissatisfaction of tourists. During the war, many dance groups fled and took refuge. What about mood performances?
Contacting Miss Jinna is one of the purposes of Mavey's trip. He is very interested in the Black Swan Dance Company, which is related to his mentor Michelson.
"The most exciting performance is of course the finale." Ma Wei said with a smile: "The Black Swan Dance Troupe should be coming out soon."
"Dad, after watching their performance, you won't become like these people, right?" Yunia pursed her lips and said: "Although... although Dad is very hard, it's okay to take a break while watching the performance, but Jin Na The lady is so beautiful, if dad falls in love with her... Yunia won't know what to call her..."
Before Ma Wei had time to answer, a familiar voice came from beside him: "No, the teacher has an absolutely rational character. He may not be absolutely neutral, but he does not drink, smoke, take drugs, or go whoring... .Such a person will not be attracted by beauty.”
"Daniel? Why are you here?" Ma Wei looked at Daniel who came to him at some point and asked in surprise: "Didn't I ask you to stay in the hotel?"
"I came to see the situation. Staying in the hotel is too boring." Daniel said with a smile: "With Heimyuk here, the magic of the School of Order will not work on me. Don't worry, Kovalev and the others are not here. Only I am coming."
"Really?" Yunia's eyes lit up: "Do you think Dad won't be fascinated by Miss Jinna?"
"Definitely not." Daniel said firmly: "I have never seen a person like the teacher... well, he has no hobbies. He seems to be not interested in anything. His self-discipline is terrible, and he has no sense of self-discipline at all. What kind of desires, he is really out of vulgar taste, to be honest... he is terrible and not like a human being."
"I have hobbies." Ma Wei retorted: "It's just that you didn't see it."
"What kind of hobby? Founding a church? This is not a hobby, this is ambition." Daniel said with his hands behind his back, an unknown 16-year-old boy: "In my observation, as long as people are human, they will have desires, and some people like to drink. Some people love beauty, and some people are obsessed with power and can't help themselves... I heard that even the famous Mr. Dilock Holmes of the Kingdom of Windsor injects a 3% concentration of cocaine solution for 'recreation' on weekdays, but teacher... ...Nothing, a blank slate.”
We asked ourselves, Daniel felt that this kind of people were scary, because they seemed to have no weaknesses and were extremely rational, but could a being with extreme rationality... be a human or a god?
"If I have no desire, why would I create the Church of Truth?" Ma Wei curled his lips: "Your argument is not valid from the beginning."
"Teacher, you are right. I need more observations before I can draw a conclusion." Daniel nodded.
Wow——
Suddenly, excited cheers rang out from the crowd. As a torch-lit float appeared, the dissatisfied complaints disappeared and the crowd began to liven up, with whistles and shouts coming one after another.
Ma Wei turned around and saw a black float slowly driving out of the depths of Central Park, pulled by four strong horses. The float was decorated with a huge black swan, and below the swan, a group of The dancers in naked costumes danced to the music, and the sequins on their clothes swayed with their bodies.
Standing at the front and leading the dance was a tall and well-proportioned young woman with fair skin. Her graceful dancing posture was like a swan in the lake. Her eyes were smeared with crimson eyeshadow and were charming. Her enchanting figure was filled with a kind of directness. The beauty deep in the soul.
Black Swan - Jinna.
Ma Wei stared at her for a long time, then took out a silver scale badge and wore it on his chest.
