The Spirit World

Chapter 198 Dark Night
【Little Kernala Manor】

【Wenti County Dragon Heart Club Hall】

Today, there are more people outside the door than ever before. The various carriages are extremely luxurious. There is not a single dragon carriage here, because in the eyes of the nobles, the dragon carriage that ordinary people can ride is tacitly lower in grade than the carriage.

The neighing of the tall horse is more reassuring for the cute lizard dragon to come.

The hall was extremely wide and much brighter than expected. The golden fluorescent magic lights floated in the air, illuminating everything bit by bit. Even the high walls were so solemn and luxurious. There was a group of golden-haired girls in gorgeous costumes singing a chorus. The song was melodious and pleasant. Well, they were actually speaking the Elven language, but it was just pleasant.

People danced slowly and lightly. Carefully dressed dresses and well-dressed suits embellished the place.

The man's hand slowly rested on the woman's waist, or more precisely, on the button of the crimson dress. The woman's golden hair flowed down along the white skin exposed by the dress, covering all her desires. Her hair was slightly curled, with some silver dots on it. She didn't have pointed ears, unlike everyone else here.

The man was bald, and his appearance was somewhat unique in this ball full of elves. His eyes were dark and his face was so thin. He kept staring at everyone present, except the woman he was hugging.

"Duke Victoria...it's an honor to have you attend this grand ball. It's my pleasure to invite you." The man leaned very close, as if he was talking into the woman's ear.

"Lorcan, I am here because... you underestimated the enemy... you can't even handle a small matter." Victoria looked at the handkerchief on Lorcan's suit with some disdain: "Your people are dead... and you have already failed once. I am only here to inform you that you must get rid of the child at this time. After the Dragon Conference, you will not have much time."

The dance was progressing slowly, and the couples who danced to the music hugged each other.

"Ah~ How annoying~ Why are you saying these things at the dance? Why don't you just finish the dance with me?" The bald man was still looking at the others, his black eyes becoming brighter and brighter. In the corner, a man was standing upright, looking at him.

"You may not know the importance of this matter, so he asked me to remind you." The woman named Victoria put her hand on the bald man's heart and pressed lightly. Sweat beads appeared on Locke's forehead. He hummed lightly to relieve the terrible pain.

"That's really terrifying." Locke gave a forced smile.

"Watch your words, Lorcan. Have you ever thought about going to see God earlier?" Victoria also laughed. Her laugh was more like a slowly spreading, contemptuous smile.

"If possible, I would like to, but you know what? When a person is dying, he doesn't care about any words." Locke's hands were clenched tightly, and a button was stuck in them. It turned into fine sand and slowly fell on the edge of the floor tiles.

Golden fluorescent lights were flying, they were like little bugs, spinning endlessly around the two of them, and then like smoke dispersing, slowly floating up, returning to normal. If they didn't know their identities, people present would probably think that they were kissing each other, as romantic as it could be. In fact, it was Locke who was lying on Victoria's shoulder in pain, sighing in agony.

"I think the death of my third brother has proved that I will not let that brat attend the Dragon Assembly alive. Let him rest assured." Locke stood up straight. He didn't dare to put his hands on her red dress anymore. He had to slowly put them behind his back. The pain on his face also eased a little.

"That's better, it really is... I don't want to see him at the Dragon Assembly. Even his sister." Victoria's dance steps were a little slow. Between the changes of footwork, she moved her red high heels, lifting her feet to tap, and then putting them down alternately.

"If that's the case, that's too bad. I mean, the Dragon Conference will be short of a genius." Loken moved his neck. The bones cracked and made a loud noise.

"The world doesn't need any geniuses, especially outstanding geniuses. They will make people feel scared, at least they will make one person feel scared. I can trust you again, that's all." Victoria's eyelashes were very long, and there were still white stars on them.

Loken nodded and shook his suit, then quickly walked across the stage where the singing elves were standing. The standing man met him and draped the white fur coat over him as a cloak.

Victoria was still dancing solo, but still in a duet. She was dancing the female part, as if spinning with an invisible person. Her red dress blossomed like a flower. Her fingertips seemed to be gently caressing "that person's" cheek, and then she quickly completed the last spin of the female dance.

Everyone was hugging and kissing each other.

"So what should we do next?" The people around him walked respectfully beside Locke.

"I cannot keep a genius who cannot be used by me." Locke counted his fingers one by one, and his fingers made crackling sounds.

They walked very fast.

"What do you mean?" The man's green eyes glowed slightly green in the sunlight.

"Where is Gert?" Loken walked through the corridor of the hall and came to the door. People in suits outside the door bowed in unison.

"Jertel is resting," the man replied.

"Then this matter is much more difficult than imagined." Locke held a cigarette but did not light it. He quietly looked at the marble pillar in front of the door, on which a huge dragon pattern climbed up, and the Dragon Heart Society's logo was engraved on it.

Locke took a deep breath and exhaled.

The sky is bright and sunny, why is it so heavy?
"I need to rush to Fran right away, and you'd better not let me down. Locke." Victoria walked out of the hall slowly. How did she manage to wear high heels without making any noise?

This terrible woman.

"This is really difficult for me~" Locke came back to his senses and sang this sentence like singing: "Although I am very motivated now, without some substantial rewards, my strength will be weakened several times~"

"Don't expect something that doesn't exist. It's not something you can control. You just need to do it. No one will not give you a second chance. Cherish it." Victoria raised her head gently and looked at the gate of the manor. There were white doves illuminated by the sun. They were like golden birds taking off and landing.

"Ah~ I knew you would say that. So, my dear Duke Victoria, can I ask a question?" Locke still didn't look at Victoria. He looked at all the white pigeons with a smile.

"Speak!" Victoria said coldly as if she was breathing out cold air.

"Will I die?" Locke's words were a little cold.

He was stunned for a while.

"That's up to him, not me." Victoria was even colder and not angry.

Locke felt that he had no way of confirming whether the "he" in Victoria's words referred to the real him or the little kid whom he had never met.

"That's really sad." Locke had completely lost his composure and stood on the steps with his hands on his hips: "Destiny is even harder to endure than I imagined."

He seemed to be asking a question, but no one could answer him.

Victoria didn't look at him. Instead, she walked straight to the carriage. The sound of her high heels made the two people present shudder. The red of her dress disappeared in the white of the carriage, as if she had never been there.

When the tall white horse pulled the intimidating woman away, Locke suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ha~ Ridiculous."

【Wenti County Internal Affairs Office】

"Mr. Longxu, a secret report." Kraft walked through the corridor of the Internal Affairs Department and handed an envelope that was as small as it could be to Longxu.

Kraft's eagerness caused wrinkles to appear on his uniform.

Longxu Gong held his forehead with his hand, brows furrowed, and took the letter. His eyes were still on the letter, and suddenly they bloomed like blue sparks.

"The Firefinch is dead."

The blue sparks dissipated in an instant with a sound.

If you don't listen carefully, you won't even know whether you have heard this sentence before.

"This is the only good news in the past few days." Longxu Gong still held his forehead.

His brows relaxed slightly.

"Has the missing child not been found yet?"

"No, but judging by the current situation, this is just a bait to confuse the audience." Kraft stood by and took out a document: "This is the interrogation record, compared with the data information."

"Did you find anything?" Longxu Gong glanced at the document and stared at Kraft.

"From the information recorded, most of them are not really missing, but just hiding temporarily. Someone gave them gold coins, they hid and reported the case to get the money, it's that simple."

"Lorcan or Rolfe?"

"Lorcan."

"That will make sense."

"He was trying to hide a child who was going to go missing."

"Who?"

"Jack Nyman."

Longxugong stroked his beard, seeming confused.

"Jack Nyman, is... the Nyman kid five years ago?"

"According to patrols, Jack Niemann often appears in the area of ​​the dragon bone ruins."

"He found the dragon bones?"

"I don't know. But it's impossible for a child to do it."

"Is he related to Loken?"

"There is no indication that there is a connection."

"Did he go today?"

"He went, but didn't return until noon. He should still be at the dragon bone ruins."

"Go protect him."

"There is one more thing, Lord Longxu. Jack Nyman is said to be the genius child that is talked about all over the city."

"Oh? Then I have to be more careful." Longxu Gong picked up the pen and wrote something.

"Go check on the more famous children in each area to see if they have gone missing. If there are any obstacles, go directly through the Flying Eagles' adjudication procedures and have them detained."

"Yes!" Kraft saluted and left quickly.

Longxugong put what he had written into an envelope. A purple flame flashed across his hand, and the envelope was instantly burned out without a trace.

"Jack...Nyman..."

Royal Law Article 335: "Except in special circumstances, truth-telling magic or reagents cannot be used on any civilians."

The first time the intelligence agency was revealed, it was very small details, just one or two sentences.

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(End of this chapter)