The "profiteer" wearing a cat mask is haggling with people, still showing the arrogant attitude of not giving an inch of land. The last buyer, like Joyce, paid for the extraordinary material with heartache.

"He has the materials I need?" Charlie asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, let's give it a try." Joyce said, and then quickly stepped forward.

"Why is it you again? It's a pity that you are late, and the materials have just been bought." The man with the cat mask said, and he casually buttoned the number card on the table.

Joyce gave up his position: "It's not me, it's he who wants to ask for materials."

The man with the cat mask glanced at him and refused to say:

"Go to the sticker over there for the materials you want to buy. I have nothing here."

Joyce smiled: "Why bother with money! It won't take you too long to chat."

The man in the cat mask leaned back on the chair and asked casually;

"Okay, what do you want?"

Joyce stepped back until he couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but he noticed that the two of them communicated quite smoothly. Although no deal was reached in the end, Charlie was beaming.

"Anything?" Joyce asked.

Charlie nodded heavily: "Not now, but he said there was a clue and asked me to come to him at the next party and prepare enough gold pounds."

Joyce glanced at the happy Charlie with a little pity. Since the profiteer said "enough gold pounds", he would definitely slaughter you hard... But it's good to have something to gain.

"Next time?" He noticed this key point. The more high-end parties, the better!

Charlie explained cheerfully, "This party is not held very often. Sometimes it may be held twice a month, and if you are unlucky, it may not happen once every six months."

Sure enough, this kind of random gathering is the norm. It's strange to hold a party like a "scale" once a week, as steady as an old dog...

Joyce asked puzzled, "Then you are still so happy, what if the next meeting will take a long time?"

"Why are you unhappy when you have a clue?" Charlie asked back, and then said quietly:

"And I know that the next meeting won't be too long."

…………

It is a pity that Joyce did not get the "complete snake letter of the blue-eyed gray python" until the end of the party. He got fooled...

They were taken by the grocery store owner for "teleportation" again. The two did not return to Enmatt Street, but appeared on a strange street.

I don't know if it's really a "traveler", or the corresponding magical item?

But this kind of ability is really a childhood dream... Well, so is the clone... So it seems that "Gou Sanjia" really fits the aesthetics of the people of the big foodie empire.

If Joyce didn't choose to be an "assassin", he would probably choose the apprenticeship path... Although he can't become a true god, his life-saving ability is full, and he can hug his thighs!

"What are you thinking?" Charlie patted him on the shoulder.

"It's nothing." Joyce came back to his senses: "The party is over, do you want to relax?"

Charlie was obviously moved, but ruthlessly refused:

"No, I have to go home and follow Planck on official business, or I will lose my assets forever!"

"I wish you peace." Joyce comforted.

Charlie grimaced: "I wish you an early day to become an Extraordinary."

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Back at No. 14 Stone Street, "The Provocateur" Hunter came up first:

"Master, are you not in danger?"

Joyce smiled and said, "I just went to the club with Charlie to practice guns, and we didn't encounter any danger."

"Ah That's good."

After lunch, Joyce lay on the bed in the bedroom and thought: Where can I get another main ingredient of the potion for "Instigator"?

There is also an extraordinary party at the Geranium Bar on the weekend, but also consider the possibility of no harvest...

It is also difficult to open up other extraordinary channels. Emily may have channels, but he does not want to expose the fact that he is about to be promoted... Although the two are currently in a close cooperative relationship, the trump card should still be retained, even if this card The face is a little small...

However, if there is no harvest at the weekend, I can only use the excuse of preparing materials in advance to ask Emily for help...

The noon sun shone in through the balcony, and the whole bedroom was warm with the caressing breeze. Joyce couldn't hold back and took a short rest.

In the afternoon, he got into the carriage, took two guards, and left under Mr. Hunter's satisfied eyes.

He is going to church.

For a "devout believer" like him who only goes to church once every two weeks, the key is that the reason for each visit is not for prayer, but for another reason... Always worry about whether the "Lord of the Storm" will strike himself with lightning, This made him even more reluctant to go to church, and the vicious circle...

No matter what the purpose is, if you enter the church, close your eyes and listen to the prayers, the whole person will become calm. Maybe the tyrant does not have the authority to be peaceful, but the reverence for the gods is enough to make the rebellious person bow his head.

Just like last time, Joyce opened his eyes, and a priest led him to the back of the hall... Even the priest was the one last time!

"The storm is on."

"The storm is on."

Facing the bishop Chogori and saluting, the two took their seats.

The burly bishop spoke first:

"You haven't come to church for a long time. Only by listening to the Lord's teachings all the time can you truly appreciate the power He has given us."

"I repent, Your Honor," Joyce explained:

"During this time, I sorted out the relics left by my father and made an unexpected discovery about William's death."

"What is it, child?" Chogory's steady voice was full of power.

Joyce lowered his head and said in a very soft voice:

"It was a letter that turned to ashes after I read it."

This is not a lie~www.NovelMTL.com~ What I burned was turned into ashes... Two seconds later, he raised his head: "Sir Bishop, are you a Beyonder?"

Chogori calmly nodded: "I am the Lord's agent in the world."

Joyce said thoughtfully: "William is also a Beyonder. He mentioned some details in the letter he left to me, and let me find some clues along the way..."

"However, I was kidnapped before I found anything concrete..." His voice began to vibrato, as if recalling the memory of fear.

"Kidnapping?" Chogori asked with a frown, "Isn't he assassinated?"

Joyce bowed his head again: "It's kidnapping."

"Last Saturday, when I left General Gordon's dinner, I was kidnapped..."

Chogori suddenly interrupted: "Who kidnapped you?"

"Diago, a major in MI9," Joyce said truthfully.

"Why did he kidnap you?" Chogori asked again.

Joyce replied in an uncertain tone:

"It seems to be something left for William... But before he could torture me, he was killed by a mysterious man in black who suddenly broke in."

"It was a secret room, and it was very dark. I couldn't see the mysterious man's face clearly, and the man's voice was deliberately made so weird that I couldn't even distinguish between men and women."

"What did the mysterious man who saved you say?" Chogory asked, not exceeding Joyce's expectations.

"That person warned me: Don't investigate William's affairs before you become an Extraordinary."

Then, he said in confusion: "That person also said a name: 'Witch Sect'..."

"Sir Bishop, what kind of organization is the 'Witch Cult'? Will they be the murderers of William?"

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