The Lord Of The Mysteries

The Chapter 358

On the luxurious carriage on the way left the Count Hall villa.

Luke was chatting with Lady Mary about distinguished guests, such as the chairman of the National Atmospheric Pollution Council and the head of the National Weather Service, Sir Ders Shaw; or a board member of the National Atmospheric Pollution Council and president of the Royal Meteorological Society; House of Commons Member of Parliament, Mr. Cave; or the director in charge and renowned physician of Midseashire Medical Health, Mr. Hawkesleys.

They are all influential figures in government, and the royal family or parliament. And the final report of the council will be the most important basis for the plans of the Anti-Defamation Act and the Smoke Emissions Act.

The Coim company, which specializes in anthracite and charcoal, seeks to promote and accelerate development, disrupting older but larger competitors from tackling change.

“They certainly won't be stingy with the money and will definitely lobby the heavyweight Members of Parliament to interfere with our investigation. We must have a clear solution, as Mr. Hibbert Hall said. We need to hold public opinion and let newspapers and magazines repeat the horrors of smog pollution.” Luke is the senior manager at Coim, Coim's key shareholder assistant and the man in control, Mary, who is the most powerful, and he himself is quite capable.

As they chat, Luke suddenly realizes that his wife is sitting next to him without saying a word, as if he has lost his soul.

"Stelyn, what's going on?" Luke asked worriedly.

Stelyn gasped back to her senses, forced a smile, and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

"That's right. You must have been very tense seeing so many important figures. Now, you can finally relax. Fatigue is a very normal thing. Actually, it's the same for me." Lukas smiled.

Stelyn did not respond; instead, she looked out the window towards the park with the lake.

His ears were still ringing with the casual words of the young noble girl from before.

"450 pounds.

"Trained dogs are valued at between 450 and 700 pounds."

…

Silver City, at the bottom of the spire.

Derrick Berg is locked up in a small room, eating food and taking his medication regularly. As a result, his mental state improved greatly as his visual and auditory hallucinations were no longer present.

I will be able to leave in a day or two. It is very difficult to stay locked in such an environment for a long time.The former captain of the exploration team in the next cell has been locked up for 42 years, but he is still very clear and rational. If it was me, I would have gone mad. However, the exploration and the strange monsters he spoke of were quite interesting and even frightening, looking at the candle that has been lit until it runs out. .

Before the Guard sent out his next meal and medicine, he would be placed in true darkness.

At that moment, he saw a gray fog spreading as the heavy voice of The Fool rang out.

"Prepare for the meeting."

Such a change quickly passed. Derrick focused his attention and subconsciously counted his heartbeat.

However, he soon realized that this was unnecessary because his current condition was solitude, and he did not need to avoid others.

Derrick, who no longer counted his heartbeat, quickly thought of a question.

Will Mr. The next fool that pulls me over the gray fog will be found and detected when I am within the confines of the mystical object seal at the bottom of the spire?

These were two mystical objects that had prevented the total destruction of the Silver City in the face of some calamity!

In his nervousness and uneasiness, Derrick, who was unable to make up his mind, saw endless dark red lights radiating out from the void and swallowing them.

The small, closed room turned silent. Even the sound of his breathing became extremely weak.

Suddenly, the metal wall between Derrick and the former captain of the exploration team let out a knocking sound.

This is a signal that they both use if they want to talk to each other.

Nah!

Another person bent his finger and knocked again.

After that, what should have been the third beat, which was followed in a row, did not happen.

After a long while, the sound of hesitant knocking sounded again. After that, the two rooms became quiet, and not a single sound was heard.

…

After finishing her lunch, Audrey practices the piano before returning to her room while keeping track of the time.

As he passed his father's study, he saw the door open slightly, and a thick stack of paper lay on the table.

Out of curiosity, Audrey slows down and winks at Susie.

As an Audience, Susie often needs only a few clues to understand what her employer wants. Of course, he also sometimes pretended not to understand, just wanted to lie still.

He quickly glanced at the front page of the pile of documents, returned to Audrey's side, and said in a low voice, "Survey living conditions at all levels in the East Borough, the dock area, and the factory district.

"Audrey, what do those words mean?"

Surveys living conditions at all levels in the East Borough, dock areas, and factory districts? Why did Dad suddenly assign this survey? I don't remember ever mentioning anything about this to her. Audrey was confused and unwilling to answer Susie's question.

He looked around, and seeing that the servants were at their station and not paying any special attention to him, he raised his head slightly and calmly turned around to enter the Count Hall's study.

At the table, Audrey looks at the report and sees that the title is exactly what Susie described.

Hmm, it's a document typed with a typewriter. The investigator is a reporter named Mike Joseph. There is a Holy Emblem of the Goddess at the bottom.. Is this commissioned by the Church of the Goddess? But why was Dad given a copy? Oh, Dad is a Goddess, and the Church wants him to provide support on this issue? That's a good thing.Audrey made an initial assessment.

He had originally thought of hiring someone else to conduct a similar investigation, but he felt that this was not in accordance with his intention to guide others behind the scenes. It was easy to notice and was no longer ignored by the other nobles; therefore, he hesitated.

Audrey grabbed the file and flipped through it. He found that Mike Joseph was not the only one reporting the East Borough, the dock area, and the factory district. There are also some people who conduct their own field investigations from different angles.

Some of them even mentioned the proliferation of cults, and how some Beyonders colluded with gangs.

Phew.Audrey looked at the clock in the study and saw it was almost three o'clock. He quickly gave up reading the report carefully and returned the document to its original state.

Before he left, he picked up a book and used it as a disguise for the purpose of his entry.

…

Three o'clock exactly. While the clink of the hanging clock was still echoing in the air, Audrey had already appeared inside the majestic palace through the illusory dark red glow and found herself beside the ancient long table.

He smiled, stood up, and bowed towards the seat of honor.

"Good day, Mr. Stupid~"

After receiving a light nod in response, he then greeted The Hanged Man, The World, and his friends respectively. He was well aware that The Sun seemed to be a little agitated.

"What are you worried about?" ask Audrey.

This made Klein unnecessarily talk, as it also noticed that Little Sun did not seem right.

Entering this mysterious space earlier, he tidied up the items on the table, threw them into a corner along with the Azik copper whistle, the Biological Poison Bottle, the Numinous Episcopate copper whistle, and other things. He then covered them with a thick fog.

Right now, there was only the Dark Emperor card on the table before him.

This is an item that matches the identity of The Fool!

Derrick did not hide anything and immediately recounted his success of "pretending illness" and how he was sent to the bottom of the spire to be isolated for treatment. Finally, he asked, "Honored Foolish Master, will that mystical object detect my participation in the Tarot Club?"

How do I know. I don't even know what it is. However, right now there is no strange or powerful force trying to attack, even Eternal Blazing Sun and True Creator could not find this place. Klein tapped his finger on the edge of the long bronze table and replied with a "relaxed" attitude, "In general, the, it won't make any discoveries.

"But some mystical items have special effects."

Seeing that Mr. Fool had given an agreed answer, Derrick immediately felt relieved. He briefly gave a confession and said, "i'm also not sure of its special effects.

"That's one of the main secrets of the Silver City."

At this point, he suddenly thought of what the former exploration team captain had told him. He asked, "Have any of you ever heard of anyone named Ammon?"

Ammon? After thinking for a moment, Klein recalled the source of that familiarity.

But he did not answer in a hurry. Instead, he stared at The Hanged Man, knowing full well that this mid-level member of the Church of the Lord of Storms also knew "Amon," and perhaps he knew more than him. Similarly, Audrey also saw The Hanged Man. He had also heard that name from her the last time.

Fors listened with a blank face, feeling that the things discussed here had always been beyond the reach of his knowledge.

Algeria frowned and asked in confusion, "You met a man who called himself Amon as you explored the area around the Silver City?

"Or maybe, you found a related note?"

Derrick nodded seriously and said, "Yes, forty-two years ago, an explorer team met a man claiming to be Amon in the depths of darkness. After they returned to the Silver City, they lost control one after another. Only one of them was left behind, and he was imprisoned at the bottom of the spire, in the cell next to me."

"Maybe he was also going crazy and it was just a figment of his imagination.." Fors, with much experience of novel creation, postulated the guess.

Algeria glanced at Mr. The fool sits at the end of the table. Seeing him seem calm and without revealing anything, he boldly said, "Imagination is a possibility, but one should not imagine the name 'Amon' for no reason."

He turned to the Sun and said, "In the Fourth Age, uh— some 1500 years ago in the kingdom where we lived, there was a family with strange powers. They are from the Tudor Dynasty, and their surname is Amon.

"Even in an era with a lot of High Order Extremists, the clan's surname was taboo."