7pm, 33 Pavar Street.
In the dark kitchen, Charlie and her parents sat at the dining table, staring at the dinner in a daze, not in the mood.
It was supposed to be a weekend where the whole family got together, a night full of laughter, but instead it became silent.
"Charlie, let's eat first, Leon is just too tired."
"Um...."
Charlie agreed, but still didn't pick up the spoon. She just took a piece of bread and took a small bite, feeling very depressed.
She didn't know what was wrong with her brother. Leon had always been very gentle, whether to his family or friends. The only bad thing was that he always liked to bury things in his heart and suffer in silence.
Charlie didn't like this very much. She felt that the family should face problems together. No matter what happened, they should speak out and solve it together, rather than shouldering it silently alone.
The food on the table gradually cooled down and the heat dissipated. At this moment, Charlie suddenly heard the door open.
Click...
She raised her head and looked at the door, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Leon!"
"Sorry for making you worry."
With a smile on his face, Leon Angel sat down next to Charlie, looked at the untouched dinner on the table and said, "Eat quickly, my parents are leaving tomorrow, right? We have to hurry up."
"Um!"
Charlie finally regained her energy. She dipped the bread in some curry, put it in her mouth and bit it. Suddenly she realized that her dinner was already cold, so she quickly stood up and said, "I'll heat it up!"
Leon silently watched Charlie who was busy in the kitchen without saying a word until the old man sitting opposite broke the silence: "Leon, we know that the job of a witcher is not easy to do, and we don't ask you for anything, we just hope You can ensure your own safety, and when in danger, remember to run away."
"Father, we are protected by the realm of eternal life and are very safe."
"The power of the immortal realm will paralyze your assessment of danger, which is not good." The old man warned with a straight face: "Although I am just an ordinary blacksmith, I know that danger is often hidden in comfort. Times are different. No, no magic is comprehensive and omnipotent, and the same is true in the realm of immortality."
Hearing this, Leon Angel nodded slowly: "I understand, father, I will be careful."
"Let's eat."
"Um."
The kerosene lamp on the table flickered, illuminating the faces of the family. With the arrival of Leon Angel, there was finally more laughter in the kitchen, and the atmosphere became much more lively.
Late at night, Leon Unger returned to the room after washing. In the room, Lai Wen stood in front of the window sill and looked at the thin moonlight. He said without looking back: "Are you ready?"
"Ready."
Leon Angel said: "I went to the Romanov Kingdom and handed over my identity to you. One year later, you need to return your identity to me."
"Yes, this is our deal."
"In addition to these, you must also ensure that Captain Moses is rescued and returned to normal."
"No problem." The message agreed readily: "If I were not sure, I would not agree to your conditions. Don't worry, when you leave London, you will see Captain Moses return to normal... ..Have you said goodbye to your family? You will be away for a few months, a year or even longer. During this period, you cannot have any contact with your family, not even through simple correspondence."
"They will understand me." Leon Angel said firmly: "Captain Moses is my guide. Without him, I would still be blacksmithing in a workshop in the countryside."
"Now that you are ready..." Lai Wen said slowly, "then take off your clothes."
At first, Leon Angel didn't know why the communication asked him to take off his clothes. He thought the communication was a pervert with special fetishes. But then he thought about it, even if the communication had some special fetishes, he shouldn't be here. Time to show up!
A pervert is a pervert, not because there is something wrong with his brain!
Suspicious, Leon Angel took off his shirt, revealing a slightly thin body with obvious muscle outlines...
The author is certainly not a pervert. Even if he is a pervert, he is not the kind of pervert Leon Angel imagined. He asked Leon Angel to take off his clothes just to observe the magic circle embedded in his skin.
The magic circle is integrated with the skin through branding, as if hot golden paste is poured directly onto the body to form it. To remove the magic circle, you can only tear it off together with the skin and flesh.
The healed magic circle was branded on Leon Angel's chest, arms, back and even lower abdomen. It is hard to imagine how much pain these magic circles caused Leon Angel when they were branded. It is clear from the text. Frown, after all, this is no different from torture!
"The magic circle on my chest is called the Moon Wheel. It is an ancient magic. When activated, it can speed up the corruption process of matter..."
Leon Angel introduced the name and purpose of the magic circle to the letter. The magic circle imprinted on the body of the demon hunter is the secret of the Church of the Three Goddess of Destiny. To be precise, every church, including the Church of Truth, has The magic circle is vigilant and rigorous, comparable to military secrets.
What was stolen in the communication was the demon hunter information, not the complete collection of magic circles collected by the church. Such precious confidential documents are usually stored in the central church.
Under Leon Angel's introduction, Laiwen quickly understood the names and effects of these magic circles. After careful observation, he activated the Siren's Tears and transformed into Leon Angel, even with magic. The positions of the formations are exactly the same.
"Aren't you afraid that I will leak your secrets?" Leon Angel asked curiously as he looked at the letter in his own form.
"Those who know how to repay kindness are trustworthy." Lai Wen said calmly, "You are very kind, so I believe you."
"When the time comes...will you..." Leon Angel hesitated to speak. He had a lot to say, but he was afraid of causing dissatisfaction in the communication.
"What kind of existence the Church of Truth is, you will naturally know it when you arrive in the Romanov Kingdom." The letter said: "If you feel that the Church of Truth does not meet your psychological expectations, or that the Church of Truth is not as good as the three goddesses of destiny The church can report the situation to the goddess as a believer."
"Are you so confident?"
"I'm not confident..." The letter smiled: "But I have confidence in idealists like me. Purity and simplicity are good qualities. You also have them, Mr. Lyon, are we the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny? The demon of propaganda, you will feel it yourself with your eyes, ears, and heart.”
"Your own judgment is what suits you best."
Leon Angel put on his shirt, buttoned it up, thought for a moment and said, "When will the ship leave?"
"Tomorrow afternoon, after you see your parents off, you can go to Pier 5 in the Port of London and find a freighter called Yin Linna. The captain is called Yuri."
"Okay." Leon Angel nodded: "Then Captain Moses..."
Lai Wen put on his top hat and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"I said that when you set off, you will see him at the dock restored to his original state."
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9pm, Yinton College, boys' building.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
Dang, Dang, Dang!
"Palmer offered 1 gold pound! 1 gold pound! Is there anyone with a higher price than him? Oh! Rhett offered 1 gold pound and 10 shillings! Is there anyone with a higher price?!"
There was a long table in front of the room, and a chair was stacked on the long table. Daniel had one foot on the table and one foot on the chair, looking down at the students gathered in the corridor, holding a A hockey stick kept hitting the table and yelled:
"Red 1 time! Red 2 times! Red 3 times....Deal!"
clang!
The hockey stick hit the table with a crisp sound, and there was a burst of cheers in the corridor. In front of other students, Daniel handed a pitifully thin piece of sleepy toast to the freckle-faced junior student Rhett, and from him He took a few handwritten and numbered tickets in his hand and put them in his arms.
The tickets were 'vouchers' obtained by Daniel and several other students. The minimum denomination was 1 shilling and the maximum was 100 gold pounds. The students who could study at Yinton College were all wealthy people. Using pennies was too much to look down on them. So Daniel abandoned the concept of pennies.
Daniel holds the auction of sleeping toast in the school building every night. In fact, he doesn't need to do this, but he thinks it can stimulate students' sense of participation. The dull campus life is too boring, and he is also very bored. Just organize some activities to pass the time.
"Okay, okay! The next piece of sleepy toast weighs 1 ounce! Oh! This is the biggest toast tonight! I'm going to label it with a sun laurel wreath! The starting price is still 1 shilling! Start now!"
The students became even more excited when they heard the label "Sun Laurel Crown". The "Day Laurel Crown" was also a sales strategy devised by Daniel. He cut the one-pound toast into slices of different sizes, weighed it and selected the heaviest slice as the day's toast. 'Lauren', taking a photo of a Japanese laurel wreath is proof of one's strength, and the response is excellent, which greatly encourages students' enthusiasm. Usually, a piece of Japanese laurel wreath can fetch a sky-high price of 10 gold pounds!
In addition to the daily laurel crown, there is also the laurel crown. It is said that the student who wins the laurel crown can occupy the best position at the next school dance!
This is a great honor!
The bidding was getting louder and louder, almost tearing down the roof, but the school administrator never showed up. He was currently lying on the bed holding a bottle of strong whiskey and snoring!
Just as the bidding price continued to rise, out of the corner of Daniel's eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing through the window of the room. A top hat was hung on his clothes hanger at some point. When he saw the top hat, Daniel was stunned for a moment. Immediately, he called his assistant Anton and asked him to continue the auction on his behalf. He jumped off the table, returned to the room, and closed the door.
"Felix? Why are you here?"
Daniel looked at Laiwen sitting on the edge of the bed and asked, "Is something wrong?"
The letter looked him up and down and smiled helplessly: "Look at what you looked like just now. Who would believe that you are the first crown prince of the Kingdom of Frederick?"
"I am Jonas von Manstein now!" Daniel said confidently: "I don't recognize the First Crown Prince! Do you recognize him?"
"I knew each other before, but now I'm a bit unfamiliar..."
"Let's get down to business! What happened?"
"I came to you to borrow the Heimyuk." The message stated the purpose of my visit: "There is a demon hunter captain named Moses who is contaminated. I think the Heimyuk you are wearing should be able to save him. He regained his sanity."
"Where are the others?"
"At St. Paul's Cathedral."
"I will go with you!"
"Aren't you going to host the auction?"
"The auction can be held at any time, and there are not many opportunities to invade St. Paul's Cathedral!" Daniel said eagerly: "I'm almost out of time here! You can't leave me to have fun!"
Fun....
The communication does not think that invading St. Paul's Cathedral is just for fun. The task this time is very difficult. St. Paul's Cathedral is guarded by the Pope, Archbishop and others, and is strictly guarded. How can it be said that an invasion can be invaded?
Unable to resist Daniel's repeated requests, Laiwen agreed to his request, and the two immediately set off towards London.
Midnight, London, downtown Westminster, St. Paul's Cathedral.
Under the night, the street was quiet, the door of St. Paul's Cathedral was closed, and the lights were on in the rooms upstairs. In the dark alley, Lai Wen observed the situation on the street for a while, and after the patrol police passed by, he said to Daniel: " Later, we will disguise ourselves as Holmes and Watson and go to the dungeon to find Captain Moses in the name of investigating."
"Why Holmes?"
"Nonsense! He is a helper invited by Pope Ubli I. He is the least likely to arouse suspicion!"
Having learned from the past experience of invading the Witcher Headquarters, this time the messenger changed his strategy and decided to enter through the main entrance in a swaggering manner. This way, even if there is a forbidden magic circle in St. Paul's Cathedral, he will not be afraid!
"What if Holmes is in the church now?" Daniel asked, "Then wouldn't we be exposed immediately?"
"No, no, before I went to find you, I passed by Holmes' house, and he was sitting in the room smoking!"
"Didn't that happen three hours ago?"
"Why do you have so many questions? Should you go or not?"
"go!"
After finalizing the plan, Lai Wen had just disguised himself as Sherlock Holmes and was about to leave the alley and sneak into St. Paul's Cathedral when he suddenly saw a carriage coming from the end of the street and stopping in front of the church door.
The car door opens, coming down...
It turned out to be Ma Wei!
"Brother?" Daniel asked in surprise: "Why is he here?"
Lai Wen frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his head and looked above his head. At the top of the alley, a cat's head shrank back like lightning. Unfortunately, it was a little slow and Lai Wen saw its shadow.
"It's the Cat Legion! They revealed my action plan to Big Brother!" Lai Wen slapped his thigh and figured it out completely.
Yes, with Leon Angel as the target of the operation, how could the Cat Legion not monitor him?
When he and Leon Angel were talking in the room, most of the cat army was hiding on the roof and eavesdropping!
This matter was reported to Ma Wei, but he didn't go home. How could Ma Wei not guess what he wanted to do?
Sure enough, after getting out of the car, Mawei saw the church door closed and walked towards the box. Yunia followed closely behind her holding a stuffed bear, and she immediately spotted them.
"Brother..."
Looking at the expressionless Ma Wei, Lai Wen licked his lips: "What, what a coincidence..."
"It's quite a coincidence. At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Archbishop Brandon asked me to sign the contract that was agreed upon before. I waited until now to come. Do you know why?"
"...it can't be for me..."
"As long as you know."
