Chapter 208 Expensive Materials

The front door of Patrick Jason's house was suddenly opened, and a group of nighthawks in black wool overcoats trotted in.

Their expressions were vigilant and guarded, as if they were facing an extremely terrifying enemy.

Kick, kick, kick, a silver full-body armor walked in.

It feels extremely heavy, and all the details follow the ancient style, while the left shoulder slanted to the lower abdomen area, it is stained with a splash of dark red blood that cannot be cleaned, and it is combined with the sputtering red dots in the rest of the place. , forming a very enchanting and beautiful picture, like a unique and gorgeous decoration.

"Requiemer" Soest took out his pocket watch and glanced at it:

"Substitution."

The silver full body armor stopped, raised his hand and lifted the visor, revealing the wearer inside, it was a rather handsome man with black eyes.

"Leonard, the bathroom in the master bedroom on the second floor has prepared hot water. Don't delay, otherwise you will have to return to the embrace of the goddess." Soest warned. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Yes, Captain Soest." With the help of the rest of the Nighthawks, Leonard Mitchell took off the heavy blood-stained silver armor.

Wearing red gloves, he went straight to the second floor without exchanging greetings or hesitation, and found the bathtub still steaming with white mist.

After a while, Leonard quickly took off his clothes and lay down in the hot water, not even showing his nose.

His skin quickly turned red, like a boiled lobster, and strange silver streaks gradually appeared on the surface like scars.

Those silver streaks continued to spread out like the pure light of a sword, and melted into the hot water.

In just a dozen seconds, the white mist of the steam disappeared, and a thin and transparent layer of floating ice even condensed on the surface of the hot water!

It wasn't until the silver streaks were all gone that Leonard turned over and sat up, gasping for breath.

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He tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to something, then lowered his voice and said:

"Old man, do you know the origin of '1-42'?"

A slightly old voice sounded in his mind immediately:

"You're getting more and more impolite.

"I don't know the origin of that strange armor."

Before Leonard could ask again, he let out a hey:

"But I probably recognized the owner of that piece of blood."

"Who is it?" Leonard asked curiously.

The slightly old voice said in a low voice:

"An ancient god before the cataclysm."

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Bridge South District, Rose Street, Harvest Church.

As soon as Klein stepped into the quiet prayer hall, he saw Father Utravsky and the vampire Emlyn White sitting on chairs, one tall and one short, one in front of the other, their hands clasped together, palms folded, placed in front of the nose. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

This is the exclusive prayer posture belonging to the Mother Earth Church.

At this moment, Emlyn White's expression was gentle and peaceful, completely unable to see the previous arrogance and annoyance.

Klein moved the corner of his mouth slightly, and silently drew a triangular holy emblem on his chest.

He randomly found a place to sit down, and after the prayer was over, he walked to Emlyn White's side and said with a smile:

"You are very pious today."

"What?" Emlyn woke up suddenly, and said to himself with a pale face, "What did I do, what did I do..."

His voice lowered, as if he had recalled what he had just done.

"Maybe it's not a bad thing." Klein comforted the other party with unconvincing words, and immediately sat next to the vampire.

"I don't want to hear others say that, although I myself feel that the resistance is getting less and less..." Emlyn said with a dark face and a slightly mournful voice, "But, I don't want to betray the moon! "&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Klein didn't continue the topic that made the vampire sad,

casually asked:

"Do your blood race worship the original moon, or a certain god that represents the moon? Or, can the two be equated?"

"Both." Emlyn raised his chin slightly, "For the orthodox blood race, of course it is the god who believes in the moon. His name is Lilith, and he is the ancestor of our blood race, an ancient god. The mature blood clans are more inclined to worship the primordial moon, under normal circumstances, the two can be equated, but sometimes they do not overlap, and there are differences."

"Blood race that humans turned into?" Klein was not surprised that Emlyn White could name Lilith, an ancient god of the Second Era, but was more concerned about the so-called blood race that humans turned into.

Is this the "vampire" sequence Mr. Ards mentioned? he thought silently.

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Emlyn said with a slightly complicated expression:

"Yes, there are two types. One is transformed by the first embrace given by a powerful blood race, and the other is transformed by taking the corresponding potion. The latter is our most hated enemy."

"Why?" Klein vaguely guessed the answer.

Emlyn gritted his teeth and replied:

"The main ingredient of their potion is our blood essence."

Sure enough... Klein couldn't help turning his head and looked Emlyn up and down a few times.

Emlyn, who was a little inexplicably nervous, snorted:

"You are already a Extraordinary, you can no longer switch paths!"

It was just the first time I saw a walking, no, living, no, talking Extraordinary material... However, in a sense, every human Extraordinary is also such a material... Klein originally only wanted to I made fun of it casually in my heart, but soon felt a strong sadness. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

At this moment, Emlyn glanced at Bishop Utravsky, who was carefully wiping the Holy Emblem of Life, and said in a low voice:

"I found two materials you want."

"What is it?" Klein didn't hide his joy.

Emlyn responded smoothly:

"The brain of the Thousand-Faced Hunter's mutated pituitary gland and its blood, the other party's asking price is 2000 pounds for the former, 300 pounds for 100 ml of the latter, a total of 2300 pounds."

23oo... Klein blurted out:

"can you reduce the price?"

After getting back the bail, all his current cash totals 2185 pounds.

For the middle class, this is already quite ample savings, and some may only be able to save so much money in a lifetime, but Klein found that this is not enough...&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"No, if it wasn't for me, he originally wanted 2800 pounds. According to the agreement, you have to pay me an additional 150 pounds, totaling 2450 pounds." Emlyn shook his head and said.

After glancing at Klein's expression, he hurriedly added:

"In this era, giant dragons are rare and rare. Except for the long-lived vampires, it is difficult for you to find similar extraordinary materials elsewhere. Even if there are, they will be more expensive than this."

There is still a shortfall of 265 pounds... I have worked so hard to save so much money, and it is about to be emptied, and it is not enough... I hope that Mr. "The Hanged Man" will sell the Extraordinary characteristics of the "Werewolf" as soon as possible... Next, there will be human skin you The characteristics of the shadow and the head of the deep sea naga will not be much cheaper than this... The little "sun" is still not sure about the situation, so he has to keep his head for a while. The reward he owes me is better to use it to remove the out-of-control person in the magical item It's more subtle to use mental pollution to repay... Klein's thoughts flashed across his mind, and he felt that the light outside the window had dimmed a lot. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

He took a deep breath and said:

"it is good.

"But the transaction has been delayed for a while. I recently provoked a guy who is being protected by the official Extraordinary. You don't want that seller to be locked up underground in the church, do you?"

And I still have to gather the remaining funds... Klein raised his head slightly and looked at the dome of the church.

"Official Extraordinary?" Emlyn White was startled, stood up abruptly, and looked around.

Klein glanced at him and said:

"Don't worry, you are now a priest of the Mother Earth Church and have legal status, and the Bishop of Utravsky will protect you."

"I'm not..." Emlyn's denial was extremely weak.

He sat down again, suddenly thinking:

"Can those official Beyonders solve the problem of psychological suggestion?" &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Maybe." Klein almost laughed, "But in that case, there is a high probability that you will become a believer in the Goddess of the Night, the God of Steam and Machinery, and the Lord of Storms. Of course, you can also choose to become a member of a special department of the military. They may send you abroad as a spy to seduce some noble lady."

"I only like dolls and pure and beautiful girls!" Emlyn immediately emphasized.

It can be seen that you are a little moved, but there is only one thing... Klein turned to ask:

"Do you know anyone from the Beria family? They're in Backlund."

"Belia? That lunatic family that worships demons? No, they are demons themselves!" Emlyn blurted out in astonishment, "What do you want them for?"

Klein said helplessly:

"I offended one of them, Patrick Jason Beria, because of a serial murder case. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Help me inquire about his recent whereabouts and acquaintances in your circle. If I have definite news, I will give you a reward. It depends on the importance of the information."

Of course, this can all be reimbursed to the Nighthawks, the Heart of the Machine, and the military... Klein thought relaxedly.

Emlyn nodded thoughtfully:

"How dare you provoke a real demon.

"When you have definite news of him, he will know that you will be a grave danger to him."

"It's okay, I have official Extraordinary protection." Klein replied indifferently.

Emlyn was speechless for a moment, and said after a few seconds:

"Okay, I'll give it a try, the minimum reward for news is 20 pounds."

After finalizing this matter, Klein didn't stay any longer, and got up and walked towards the church gate. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

His mind was full of questions about how to raise money next.

Ms. "Magician"'s new book has been published, and there should be a lot of guaranteed draft fees, and there will be royalties in the future. Maybe she can sell the "Astrologer" potion formula to her, but the potion ingredients of her "Master of Magic" are all Haven't got it all together yet... Miss "Justice" has joined the Psychology Alchemist Association, and I don't have the formula to sell to her, to sell knowledge?

The Extraordinary characteristic of the "Werewolf" is only about one thousand two or three hundred pounds, and it may be even lower... Is it necessary to produce a magical item? Or find a way to turn Emlyn White into a follower of "The Fool", and collect donations at the cost of removing psychological hints...

By the way, Jason Beria is carrying a lot of cash, jewelry and precious metals, if he can be found, maybe he can get a share!

Amidst his thoughts, Klein walked out of the church and saw the dark sky and thin fog.

He sighed softly:

"Lack of money..."

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Back on Minsk Street, Klein walked into the bathroom with a thick stack of newspapers, posing in a posture of long-term resistance.

He was going above the gray mist, and used Jason's handkerchief to divine the opponent's whereabouts!

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