Blood of Mercury

"...So, I saw the wildfire running and burning on the ground like a mad horse, and it stopped after seven days."

An old man was sitting alone in the study. An ancient scroll made of cardboard was spread out in front of him, more than halfway through now. Even at noon, the sunlight, which was not very bright, penetrated the glass and scattered on the scroll.

The old man stared at the book with all his attention, and at the same time carefully stroked the paper with his trembling fingers, and read out the content completely different from the page.

Because this book is not about "seeing", but should be "touching".

The black text written in magical ink appears to be nothing more than ancient legends and folktales, but in fact there are translation rules that reveal the true content.

If the perception is high enough, you can feel a slight bump on the paper surface of the scroll when you touch it. In fact, this is the ancient Elkat rune favored by the Druids.

Then translate it according to the translation rules on the scroll, and these Elcate runes, which seem to be just composed of magical effects such as anti-corrosion, solidity, and dust removal, will form the content that is really hidden in the secret scroll.

This secret scroll, called the Book of the Day After Day, consists of forty-two scrolls, and is a prophecy left by a truly great Duid. It is called the three major prophecies together with "The Raven of Ilamat" and the "Ten Principles" left by the latter.

This little-known Druid even predicted the war of the gods and the fall of Higgs after a thousand years, but when modern Druids realized the value of the Book of the Day After Sun, the forty-two books of prophecy were Only seventeen volumes remained in the Druid's Great Library. The remaining twenty-five volumes have been completely lost.

Obviously, one of the post-mortem books is being read by the old man.

"Did you mean... before and after the collapse of the White Tower?"

The old man pondered for a moment, and kept writing something on a blank piece of paper.

But just as he wrote two lines of words, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

The old man twitched his lips and sighed deeply.

Then he closed the ancient scroll carefully. He folded the paper and put it in his arms.

"Grandpa Edward!"

The old man had just finished his work when a crisp voice came from the door.

They said in unison, "We're here to play with you again!"

They are the twin sons of Lord Richero. The city lord of Richero, who is also the lord of the Richero district, Count Orwell, has not many children, except for the eldest son who is close to twenty years old. Only this pair of twin sons.

Edward naturally knew that the two children could not move. Edward could feel it. In the shadow of this room, a pair of indifferent eyes were staring at him from nowhere.

It was a shadow fist of the golden rank.

That's right, the golden tier. Edward didn't know why such a level of power would appear in such a small place.

Although this body is also a golden rank, Edward is not that stupid to fight a golden rank assassin with golden rank witchcraft whose effects have been greatly reduced.

He could feel it—with the strength of the guard walking in the shadows, if he showed his hostility to these two bear children, he would tear himself apart in an instant. Plus the bear degrees of the two bear children. If Edward's self-control was not strong enough, he would have been torn apart by that unknown stalker long ago.

According to the content of the transaction, Edward needed to translate the Book of the Day After Tomorrow for the ambitious earl. As a transaction, he would provide Edward with a hundred high-quality souls.

It was the eighth day that Edward and Earl Orwell had made a deal and moved in, and it was also the eighth day that he had been under constant surveillance. No matter how suspicious it is, this level is already excessive.

At such a time, if Edward didn't know how to love himself, he might be tricked by Earl Orwell, and he would really be sorry for the name of the enemy of his Kabbalah.

What made Edward curious was that he didn't know where he was being calculated for a while. With a relaxed and playful attitude, Edward deliberately slowed down his translation progress. On the other hand, he also used his abilities to investigate Count Orwell secretly.

As a result, Edward's ticket-playing investigation really found something——

That was the count of the Earl of Orwell. Enough sin to put him to death three times.

The city lord of Richero was not as merciful as his subjects imagined. Under the cover of passing passenger ships, he exported a large number of rare woods to Elcatel. Or buy a lot of gems for cheap in the Broken Isles.

At the same time, he will capture some Druids from time to time, and trade with Banza or certain churches of Titan. Both sides turned over the heads of the other's mortal enemies for merit.

You know, the clergy are very rich. Those priests and Templars who have tasted the sweetness will fund Orwell a lot of "channel fees" every year, and I hope Count Orwell will not break the line.

It is these secret transactions that make the city of Richero develop, and it is these secret transactions that make the city prosperous.

To be precise, Richero was not ruined because the city of wealth was bombed and no one would come to it. The reason why Richello really fell is only because those "covering" ships will never come again.

After Edward got to know the Earl of Orwell. Immediately became interested in him. At the same time, he also intends to take revenge for the shame that he was calculated by mortals.

Such a genius, if discovered by a real devil. With a little guidance, after death, I am afraid it is easy to become a new devil.

different from what the general public understands. The devil also belongs to the force of the mentor's side. However, compared with the death crow, the devil's treatment is much worse. Being able to weaken the strength of the devil, Edward, who is a citizen of Twilight, is naturally happy.

... Of course, before that, Edward had to translate this volume of "Book of the Day After Tomorrow".

This book of prophecy was what attracted Edward. The increasingly strong shock of fate caused by the interpretation of "Book of the Day After Tomorrow" can easily be predicted by the astrological wizards, and it will attract the attention of the gods. The safest option is to read the book inside Caral's Great Barrier and then throw the hot potato back to Count Orwell.

Thinking of this, Edward sighed secretly.

If it wasn't for these two children making trouble every day, he would have finished translating this book today.

He had some doubts ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ if these two arrogant children were sent by the Earl of Orwell to make trouble for him. But he looked back and thought about it, and Orwell was also taking risks by staying on his own. He didn't need to make himself uncomfortable.

You must know that under the rule of the gods, trading with the devil is also the death penalty of betting silver.

"Come on? Sit down first. Grandpa will get you something to eat."

Edward turned his head with a smile, took out two small stools from his desk and put them beside him.

But before Edward took out the box of fruit from under the table, the two children took it out by themselves, and poured themselves a mouthful of fruit.

"Grandpa Edward... Let's continue with the story of the little crow."

The little boy's mouth was full, and he said inarticulately: "What happened after eating the deer?"

crow...

Edward tapped the table with his fingertips, and after a little thought, he said, "After that..." (To be continued.)(www..)