Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 The opposite door of No. 158, Qingsong Street, is a few four-story private houses with considerable stairs.

　　 These private houses are regarded as the top houses on Qingsong Street. The front and rear courtyards are two or three acres in size. From the area of ​​land, these buildings are very valuable.

At this moment, in the mansion facing the gate of No. 158 on Qingsong Street, the owner of the yard, a little Junker with the rank of baron, is sitting solemnly in the hall on the first floor with a family of old and young, acting as if nothing had happened. Look like.

　　 In the corner of the hall, several Hydra's secret guards, who were all covered in black leather tights, had no skin exposed, were pestering there quietly like a ghost.

　　 On the fourth floor of the house, right behind the floor-to-ceiling windows of a lounge on the street, Mata XIII stood with his hands on his back, standing behind the thin veil curtains, squinting at the movement across the street.

　　 A court clerk was carefully reporting to Mata XIII the number of deaths and injuries just received by Joe and Alvin's subordinates.

　　 After listening to the report, Mata XIII did not move his face.

After a short silence, King Mata XIII said coldly: "Take a thorough investigation. In the last two days, all of Irvine’s activities... Also, everyone involved, including this Weilun... He is not Ai Are you from Er? Directly find Al's 27th-level'king' in the imperial capital. No matter how high he bids, I want to know the truth."

"The deaths of more than seven hundred policemen... They laid down a lot of capital." Mata XIII said leisurely: "When I was young, before meeting Mary, I was addicted to gaming tables for a while... What I like to do is to swallow all the hysterical bets that the opponent puts in one bite."

　　Mata XIII grinned, looked up at the ceiling and slowly said: "There are two kingdoms, the crown princes, and the heirs of seven principalities. I was ruined by me, and in the end even the right to inheritance was deprived."

　　 "You said, in this round, did I win, or did the lives of more than 700 policemen be used as a bargaining chip, and the person who puts it on the table wins?"

　　The court clerk was silent for a while, and then nodded fiercely: "There is no doubt, Your Royal Highness, you are the one who will win!"

　　Mata XIII raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You, you guys, have such confidence in me?"

The court clerk smiled slightly, raised his head, straightened his chest, and looked at Mata XIII confidently: "You can lift the table, they won't... So when they decide to place a bet, they are already Lost!"

Mata XIII giggled, he waved his hand and said leisurely: "No, no, no, you can't say that. In the past twenty years, Mary and I have been cultivating our minds and raising the table. It’s been a long time since I did it."

　　 After a slight pause, King Mata XIII lowered his voice: "However, doing it once in a while to awaken some people's memory is also very interesting, isn't it?"

　　 "Is there anything else worth paying attention to?" Mata XIII looked at the court clerk.

"Well, Joe Rong Witto, and Police General Dole have a head-on." The court clerk said solemnly: "According to the judgement of the court secret agent at the scene, that blow... the force used by both parties absolutely exceeded Five million pounds..."

　　Mata XIII's pupils suddenly condensed.

The court clerk continued: “According to the spy’s feedback, Police Admiral Dole... indeed used the power of the fire giant’s flame. Joe Jong Witto withstood the impact of the power of the flame and introduced this power into the ground. Two big pits were burned in the playground...you see, they are the two over there."

　　 The court clerk tapped his finger on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.

King Mata XIII exhaled gently, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "The news from Tulum Port, his coming-of-age ceremony on September 1st, an abyssal mayfly potion, became his The coming-of-age gift...Even if he takes the potion on September 1st, tomorrow is November 1st, and he will only take it for two months."

　　 "An abyssal mayfly potion...The empire has information available, and the fastest absorption rate is one year and two months..."

Mata XIII’s fingers trembled a little. He took out an antique bronze cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, shaking his head gently, a ray of flame flashed over the cigarette butt, directly I lit a cigarette.

　　 After swallowing two mouthfuls of thick smoke forcefully, King Mata XIII held the smoke in his lungs and continued to mutter in a low voice.

　　 With his mumble sound, a trace of smoke came out of his mouth.

　　 "Does he take a second-tier dark elf potion? Does he have it? Now, immediately, immediately, let people come in contact with the kid to see if he already has the power of darkness in his body."

　　 "If it is... he is the fastest metamorphosis in the history of the empire to absorb the abyssal mayfly potion... if it is... it only took two days for him to get the dark elf potion... he..."

　　 "Five million pounds of force?"

　　 "Even if he has completely absorbed the dark elf potion... a second-tier dark elf warrior, a dark elf with dexterity, balance, five senses and six keen senses, he should not have such power!"

After three or two puffs, he inhaled the cigarettes, and a little bit of cigarette ashes fell on his chest and clothes. Mata XIII murmured: "Krell, Wenzel, and a few old guys from the Supreme Court...wait for the Hydra Palace. , I want to see them... this little guy, it's worth using a little bit of trivial power to get him out of this matter."

　　The court clerk and several court nobles in the lounge bowed to Mata XIII at the same time: "As you wish."

　　 More than twenty horse-drawn carriages stopped at the gate of No. 158 on Qingsong Street.

　　 Joe, surrounded by a group of court knights and inspectors, slowly came to the street at the door.

A court knight opened the door of a carriage in the middle position. Joe stood at the door, turned his head and nodded to the gentlemen who were blocked and unable to approach. "I am innocent, I am innocent. Yes, I believe in the laws of the empire...So, Mr. Skeins, Uncle Ya, just wait here quietly."

　　 "Everything will come to light..."

　　 Joe really wanted to make a long story. A court knight walked behind him and slapped him on his shoulder. "Get in the car... don't waste time."

　　 The court knight didn't use too much force, but a deep and concealed force came in his palm.

　　 The power of darkness that had just condensed in Joe's body was immediately attracted.

　　 The same deep and gloomy power counterattacked on its own, and the two almost homogenous powers were separated at once. The palace knight retracted his hand, raised his head, and gently nodded toward the four-story building across the road.

King Mata XIII watched the court knight's movements intently, and then he sighed: "This kid, took the dark elf potion...in two months, he completely absorbed the abyssal mayfly potion... well, yes. At that time... the fairness of the law is of little significance sincerely. There are always some geniuses who are worthy of extra-legal favors."

after an hour.

　　 Hydra Palace, underground, claustrophobic temple.

Short and small, with a rickety body less than five feet tall, his whole body is wrapped in a huge black robe, his face is pitted and wrinkled, the old and withered to the extreme, the cane of Medigach, frowning at Mata Shi The Crown of Misery held by the Third World.

　　 "It feels a bit weird." Medica shook his head: "Are you sure...this is genuine?"

Merlin on the side brought the metal box in front of Medica: "Look, here, there are identification documents signed by the thirteen antique collectors, connoisseurs and research experts of the Knights of Suffering...Here, there is also the crown. Provided by the owner, the whole process of obtaining this crown."

　　 "The former owner of the crown collected this crown. I originally thought that because of the crown... the halo of that noble bloodline would allow his family and himself to gain some extra prestige in the aristocratic circle of the empire."

"But after he got the crown, before he had time to show it off, the Holy Inquisition Court secretly came to the door and threatened to send his family to the torture frame... This one is scared, and he is unwilling to spend a lot of money to get it. Hand over his crown."

Merlin pointed to the thin pages of parchment in the open box, and said in a deep voice: "So he gave the crown to the Whispering Forest Club, ready to auction it at the New Year's auction... the things that were targeted by the Sanctuary Court. , And only the Al organization has the confidence to take over."

　　Medica clicked his mouth. He picked up the parchment in the metal box and a page of white paper with the names of thirteen appraisers, looked at it carefully for a while, and then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it seriously.

　　 shook his head, and Medica shook her body and disappeared on the ground.

In the next moment, Medica was holding the secret that was said to contain the last treasure of the Knights of Suffering, and Joe killed the princess of the Lucia Empire, that is, the bird of Princess Lovna, the emperor of the Ice Sea Kingdom... ...The badge cut from the bird's leg came out of thin air again.

"Then, let's try...it just so happens that our map to the treasure of the Knights of Suffering requires a symbol of the Knights of Suffering to enter...This is the benefit of being delivered to the door. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com"

　　 Meilin nodded slowly.

　　 As the minister in charge of court affairs of the royal family, he naturally has a deep understanding of this badge of suffering.

　　 Therefore, in the underground of No. 158 Qingsong Street, the detectives reported the name of the Crown of Suffering. He was so excited and cautious that he let the three Hydra personally protect the Crown of Suffering.

　　 With a map, a symbol, and opening the Treasure of the Knights of Suffering, you will be able to grasp it seven to eight.

　　Medica raised the gold-carved badge in his hand, and muttered a few secret spells.

　　 The crown of suffering has not moved...nothing has changed.

Medica raised her head, glanced at Mata XIII, who had a twitching face, and shook her head: "This is a fake, no doubt...this is a fake... Your Highness, and Merlin, you were shaken by fakes. Clicked."

　　 Medica shook his body and disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he no longer had the treasure badge of the Knights of Suffering in his hand.

He pressed his cane with both hands, and under his cumbersome, overlapping eyelids, a pair of small eyes released extremely shrewd, even treacherous, cunning gloom: "I know the names of the thirteen people on this appraisal. In the past sixty years, in the antique circle of the imperial capital, all of them are the top experts. Their appraisal fees...the least appearance fee is more than 100,000 gold marks."

　　 sighed heavily, and Medica murmured: "There should be a real crown... But here is a fake."

　　 "This case, take a good trial... Dig carefully... Dig out the real crown."

　　 "The treasure of the Knights of Suffering, tsk, it is coveted."