Mystery: The Transcendental Path From Angels

　　 "I need you to help me find one of my people."

　　 Elna White said very seriously, it can be seen that she still has a sense of belonging to the blood family.

　　 This is not a good thing.

　　 Olbia whispered in her heart, it seems that the road to conquer Erna White is still a bit far away.

　　 "His name is Emlyn White."

　　 Emlyn White.

The name 　　 is a bit familiar!

　　 seems to be the "moon" in the Tarot Club.

　　 Olbia looked at Erna White calmly, wanting to know the specific reasons and reasons.

　　 "He hasn't returned to the blood for a long time, and I am worried that he will be caught by the church."

"Row!"

　　 Olbia agreed, anyway, in the end this vampire who likes dolls will be rescued by Klein and be a good favor.

　　 "When I am free, I will go to this blood clan." Olbia nodded, indicating that she had accepted the task.

　　 "Then I will go back first."

"Um!"

　　 Olbia ignored her, her eyes returned to the profanity card.

　　 As for whether Elna White will publicize the blasphemy of playing cards, Orvia will not even consider this matter.

　　 It's not that Alvia is a fool, but because Elna White has no need to say it.

　　 First of all, it is not good for her to say it out, and secondly, she will be chased by her own angel, which is not worth the loss.

　　 It turns out that Alvia was completely right.

　　 "I don't know if Klein is confused now."

　　 Olbia sat on the sofa, thinking about Klein's expression at this time, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Ugh!"

　　 "I don't know how Klein left..."

　　 After half talking, Alvia's smile suddenly froze.

　　 She thought that in the original book, Klein used the "Master Key" to meet the demon dog this evening.

　　If Alvia remembers correctly, then Klein will definitely be in danger.

　　 Although Klein had survived this situation in the original book, the ghost knew what disaster would happen to the flapping wings of his little butterfly.

　　 I must go to Klein now.

　　 Olbia stood up a little irritated.

　　 She planned to go to the extraordinary party first to get an extraordinary item. She remembered that there was an extraordinary item with the characteristics of a divination in her "treasure house", which should be able to be used to find someone.

　　…………………………

"thanks!"

　　 15 Minsk Street.

　　 Klein looked at Olbia with some breathlessness, wondering why she appeared when she needed it.

　　 But he is still very grateful to Orvia.

　　 "How can you be stared at by this demon dog."

　　 Olvia asked knowingly.

　　 Klein didn't doubt that he had him, so he told the story again.

　　 I just concealed that I went to the Kingdom Museum to steal the profanity card, and only said that I was trying to experiment with an extraordinary object.

　　 Orvia didn't pierce through, but treated Klein's wound a bit.

　　 "That's OK!"

　　 "Be careful yourself these days!"

　　 Olbia packed up some extraordinary items on hand, and looked at Klein sitting on the sofa to remind.

　　 "This devil dog should have an owner."

"Um!"

　　 Klein nodded and said that he knew that he had no plans to investigate this matter anymore.

　　 Even if it is necessary to investigate, Orvia must be pulled over.

　　 Klein watched Alvia's mouth move, and finally did not speak.

　　 After all, Olbia has helped herself a lot, so he was embarrassed to speak again.

　　 "I'll leave that line first."

　　 Klein looked at Alvia's leaving back, and a smile appeared involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.

　　………………

　　 Early in the morning, Alvia was sitting in the living room, eating breakfast, holding the Backlund Morning Post in her hand.

　　 "Shocked! The famous politician Cappin died tragically at his home."

　　 Seeing today's headline, Alvia couldn't help but stop.

　　Carpin is dead?

　　 Olbia was a little surprised.

　　 It's not that Alvia doesn't want Cappin to die, but that this matter is too weird.

　　 But she remembered that a person who was suspected of being a fanatic of some secret organization had just entrusted herself to kill Capin, and now Capin is dead.

　　 Olbia told her instinctively that it was definitely not that simple, and Olbia rubbed her forehead.

　　 Before I knew it, I seemed to be in a whirlpool and couldn't help myself.

　　 She is an ordinary person after all, and the powerful strength of Sequence 2 made her a little lost.

　　 Although humanity is greater than divinity now, her conceit of her own strength draws her into this abyss step by step.

　　 I just don’t know if this abyss can swallow an angel.

　　 Olbia continued to read the newspaper.

　　 "According to eyewitness reports, this is an assassin of unknown gender wearing a purple robe and a fox mask."

　　 "Here we will call him the Purple Fox Assassin."

　　 "According to on-site investigations, the purple fox turned over from the window and entered, killing it with one blow, and then stopped staying and fleeed for thousands of miles."

　　 Purple Fox?

　　 Olbia looked at the vague figure in the newspaper, she had a sense of familiarity inexplicably.

　　 Olbia put down the newspaper in her hand and felt a little tired. This cryptic world is really not something that a novice like herself can treat.

　　 It didn't take long for this to be calculated one after another.

　　 "It seems that I must go to the Aurora Meeting!"

　　 Olbia speaks freely.

　　 She believes that as long as she becomes a god, all the troubles will be solved.

　　 After all, there is no such madman who is interested in plotting the gods, except for himself.

　　 Olbia didn't plan to investigate this matter anymore. Her time was running out, and her hands were all on the dockside. There was no one to investigate this matter.

　　 It seems that I can only use soldiers to block the water.

　　 Olbia lay exhausted on the sofa, not even in the mood to eat her elaborate breakfast.

　　…………

　　In the restored study room of the Kingdom Museum~www.novelmt.com~.

　　 "Are you sure that only two bookmarks have been stolen?"

　　 "Mechanical Heart" team captain Max Livermore asked the team members.

While 　　 was speaking, he secretly glanced at the big man standing in front of the desk with his back facing him.

　　 That is an old man wearing a white priest's robe and a clergyman's cap. It is the head of the Backlund diocese of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, a member of the Pre-God Council, and Archbishop Horamik Haydn.

　　 This big man is not only a clergyman, but also a very famous scientist, honorary professor of Physics Department of Backlund University.

　　 "Yes, only those two bookmarks were stolen." The team member who was questioned replied quite assuredly.

　　 Max gently nodded, looked at Holamic Haydn, thought for a while, and asked carefully:

　　 "Your Excellency, after the museum closed yesterday evening, some aristocratic children came to visit. They touched some of the exhibits, including one of the two stolen bookmarks. Do they need to cooperate with the investigation?"

　　 "I know about this."

　　 Horamik turned his body with his hands lowered naturally, and said in a calm tone.

　　 "I have confirmed that those noble children have nothing to do with the thieves who stole the bookmarks, and there is no need for them to cooperate in the investigation."

　　 "Yes, the archbishop." Max himself didn't think there was any problem, let alone Archbishop Haydn had enough occult knowledge and various extraordinary skills to confirm.

　　Horamick has a very gentle and kind face, and at this time he also did not show the slightest anger. He looked around and said:

　　 "And there was more than one person here last night, at least three."

　　 "Two of them are much stronger than me."