Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

The door of the gray old house is ajar and can be opened without a key.

It was a mess inside, with debris scattered everywhere, as if it had been robbed.

Valentine looked around and said:

"Someone removed valuable items from here."

He saw that several rooms on the first floor had their doors open and empty, and there were traces of heavy boxes on the ground.

"We are still too late. The client's companions should have noticed the abnormality and moved ahead of time." The mixed-race Imre breathed out.

The "Purifiers" spread out and started searching in this small space.

Not long after, Angoulême picked up a few pieces of white paper that had fallen on the edge of the stairs, lifted them up, and looked at the sun carefully.

Then, he took out one of the sheets and quickly scribbled on it with the half-cut pencil he carried.

Some traces gradually became prominent, and several complete words were outlined:

Franka, who had white hair and brown eyes, was even stunned. First URL

The faces are made of white mist, full of spite and joy.

Angoulême said nothing and signaled the team members to continue working.

Is that guy stupid? Does he think that the dog can talk and answer his questions?

"Nothing serious!"

You finally understand how Imre monitors the Red House Cafe!

"Besides, that can still be left to the official ordinary person. Once he asks something, he will be exposed." Franka nodded heavily.

Waiting for Ou Shengying to respond, you raised your hand and said:

Fuosheng suddenly came to his senses, silently changed into a pair of non-red boots, and walked towards the door step by step.

"Since it's business, this guy has to go."

Franka nodded heavily:

Franka walked behind the full-length mirror and looked at her hair color slowly turning white outside, her pupils turning dark brown, her skin becoming more delicate, and her lines becoming more severe.

"Does he really have any psychological burden?"

When Franka paid the fare of 2 felgins, Imre jumped on by himself, pretending to be a dog related to the other party, and looked for the Red House Cafe under the street filled with the smell of fermented grapes.

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Imre raised the corner of his mouth:

I recounted another story about the "Rose School" and my own concerns:

Oh, I remembered it as soon as I read it. How often do you talk about it? Imre responded with a smile:

Outside the bright sunshine, Franca was wearing a rough shirt with no lace flowers on the collar and cuffs and her favorite off-white breeches. She was wearing a pair of slippers and looked at Imre and said:

"Woof!"

“What does it feel like to be a puppy?

I took Franka to the new dangerous house on Nightingale Street, took out a brown ritual dog skin, and wrapped it under me.

"Look to him if you have nothing to do."

After a while, Franka asked curiously:

"Forget it, just think about it. It is necessary to really go. This is too decadent. You have to control yourself so that you can indulge in desires and completely indulge yourself."

Seeing such a scene, the mixed-race Goncourt said sincerely:

After saying that, you were full of energy and asked with high spirits:

A moment ago, a brown-and-yellow puppy was missing from the room.

"dog!"

This is a small sacrificial site, with a semi-low platform made of gray and white stones in the middle.

Onlumian patted the gray-white humanoid machine that followed him, www.youxs.org.

Ou Shengying laughed:

"Is there nothing going on?" Franca was inexplicably not trembling. "Is he okay waiting for the party? There probably wasn't one last week."

"You are relying on your lack of 'lies' and this transformation illusion to disguise yourself as a man and get out of the fun party to experience it, right?"

A dark light suddenly rose from under the ritual dog's skin, completely surrounding Ou Shengying.

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Market area, No. 3 Bailitau Street, in front of Apartment 601.

"He gave you the 'lie'. How did he disguise himself as a man and rely on this transformation illusion?"

"It's very similar to his real appearance, but he's pretty enough and unattractive." Imre commented pertinently.

An hour ago, this seven-wheeled two-seater carriage stopped in the town of Chaillot.

"Who said you have to disguise yourself as a man?" Imre replied with a wicked smile.

At present, this thing can only be used to move things and hammer nails. It can barely walk and run. It can do some delicate or mental operations. The durability is also sufficient. Otherwise, we can save a lot of trouble.

You then said with a serious and solemn face:

"So and so of this 'Blissful Society' said that we have been in contact with members of the 'Moment Society' and 'Darcissus Society', and are not participants of the men's joy party in the Red Room, and want to develop you into believers of the 'Mother Tree of Desire' .

As the fog disappeared, the specific appearance of the outside appeared in the eyes of Valentine and others.

Ou Shengying added with a smile:

I originally wanted to say that I don't have the charm of the devil, but I still chose to irritate Franka.

"That's not the purpose of today. He went to the Red House Cafe to drink one or two hours of coffee, and to show off his masculine charm in a subtle way, hoping that it would attract same-sex chats, or to observe the guests outside and find out the suspected joy. The male participants at the party took the initiative to chat and establish contact, laying the foundation for further understanding." Although Ou Shengying was relieved, she still knew that such things could definitely be alleviated and that they had to follow a certain process and do it step by step.

Several "Purifiers" could hear the love hidden in the deacon's words, and they all smiled and turned their attention to this gray-white humanoid machine.

"If he becomes a 'Muggle', you will welcome him!"

"Did he really think about it before he thought you were planning to do that?

"www.youxs.org...underground...riots...time..."

It is not completely red, but it does not have a bright, mushroom-like red roof. The main body of the building is off-white, and there are no bold graffiti on the walls.

Having said that, you looked at Imre and said in a critical tone:

A thin mist suddenly surged to the door, twisting the body and highlighting faces that looked as real as rubbings.

After completing the search on the first and second floors, they followed the stairs to the low cellar.

"Forgot to tell him that the negative effect of that magical item is to dampen the wearer's emotions."

Immediately afterwards, I chanted loudly in Hermes:

Click, the robot turned the brass key and opened the iron-white light door.

"Is there any problem?"

I saw that the top of the off-white altar was supposed to be inlaid with something, but now it has been removed, leaving only a shallow and wide mark.

"Do you care whether it is produced by the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery? You only care about whether it is bad or useless.

Before repeatedly confirming whether there were any hidden dangers, Ang Ou Shengying walked away with the robot.

The brown-and-yellow-furred puppy rolled his eyes at Franka and opened his mouth:

Slowly, I arrived at the house close to the forest of East Logne.

"A ring?" Unlumian speculated loudly.

Franka stared blankly at the figure in the mirror and didn't speak for a long time.

Along the way, Imre wanted to bite the guy several times, because you would often curiously touch the puppy's fur, belly and head, trying to find out where it was the same as a real dog.

At the end of the cellar there is a door made of black iron with a brass lock core.

Imre laughed again and carefully explained the functions and precautions of "lies".

Imre found a place to lie down far away from the small door of the Red House Cafe, and quietly watched Franka walk away in the image of a white-haired beauty.

"Why is he here again?"

Imre took out the "Lie" in the shape of a silver necklace, handed it to Fuosheng and said:

"..." Franka gritted her teeth and said, "Your desire to punch him has also been downplayed."

The sunshine here fell one after another, quickly clearing away the fog in front of the White Iron Gate.

"When the robot is cured, it only needs to be repaired or replaced. If they are cured, you still have to approve the pension and face the tears of their relatives and friends."

Fuosheng shook his head:

"www.youxs.org..." Imre looked at the paper in the deacon's hand and frowned unconsciously.

As soon as Franca broke the "lie", she said eagerly:

Immediately afterwards, Unlumian turned several knobs under the humanoid mechanical body.

"Emotions that were not there before will be downplayed."

"This Red House Cafe where men's parties are often held?" Franka asked in surprise.

Before retreating into the corridor, you were truly confused and glanced at Imre beside you:

"Yes."

Compared with your original flamboyant ugliness, you are now a little less calm and appear more mature. Your seven senses tend to be delicate, and the whole thing has no indescribable charm.

"He uses it to change his hair color and eye color, and fine-tune his seven sense organs. In short, he can use it to show his true appearance, www.youxs.org? You can recognize him as the current boss of the old Pigeon Cage Theater at a glance!"

"Uh..." Franka was stunned for a moment, "No wonder you slowed down as soon as you started!"

"If you follow that line, you will definitely be able to find the hidden core members of the 'Blissful Society', www.youxs.org."

Imre weakly retreated into the room, glanced left and right and said:

They bit madly and cursed the humanoid mechanical creation that opened the door, but the other party was unmoved.

"You go now!"

"When will we go? Does he have control over the time of the party and the conditions for being invited?"

The low-energy phlogiston backpack on the back of the gray-white robot sprayed out less white mist. They drove the lively machine back step by step, inserting the brass key into the lock cylinder at the preset height.

Franca "tsk", took the brown puppy that Imre had turned into, hired a taxi, and headed to the town of Chaillot, west of Lavigne Pier.

"You want to go to Chaoyue and go to this Red House Cafe?"

Imre mocked back:

"Deacon, he is really a judge. He is the person who hates mechanical creation the most in the entire church."

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