At this time, Leonard gently stroked the surface of the silver mirror with his right hand, and the living room suddenly became quiet.

After three times, he said in a low voice: "Dear Arrods, my question is, where is the 'Apostle of Desire' who attacked Isengard Stanton?"

The whole house suddenly went dark,

It's like there's a dark cloud just passing by nearby.

The surface of the silver mirror flowed with water, and quickly condensed a slightly blurred picture:

It was a luxurious villa-type house with a large garden in front of the windows.

In the center of the garden, there is a glass greenhouse, in which there are blooming bright red roses one after another.

Looking up from the glass greenhouse, you can still see the pale sun behind the mist.

"It's in Backlund!" Isengard Stanton immediately calculated where the location reflected in the picture was based on information such as the angle of view and the position of the sun in the sky.

"This is completely different from the answer to Jason Beria's position! We were misled!" Ikanser said in a deep voice.

"Requiem Master" Soest exhaled, "It's really cunning.

"Who is that Jason Beria who was hunted down by the 'Singer of God'?

"Hey, it's too late to discuss. Let's circle the approximate area from the information on the screen first, and then start taking action immediately. I suspect that the 'Apostle of Desire' will create a big event next!"

At this time, the silver mirror called Arrods has dissipated the image and turned into words.

It required Leonard Mitchell to answer a question, and if he lied or refused to answer, he would be punished severely.

Leonard was inexplicably nervous, put away his usual idleness, and quietly waited for the question.

A few seconds later, he saw the blood-like words change and take shape one after another: "Is there a board on you..."

Just halfway through the question, Leonard's pupils shrank rapidly, his back was tense, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If it wasn't for the cover of the blood-stained silver armor, others would have been able to detect his abnormality.

At this moment, his left palm shook inexplicably.

The silver magic mirror trembled suddenly, and the bright red words were strangely and covertly stained with a little green. If they hadn't been staring at the mirror and paying full attention, it would be difficult for others to notice the slight to extreme change in color.

Those words continued to squirm, changing the previous question: "Are there any imprints on your body that you cannot tell others?"

"Yes, that imprint exists in my memory." Leonard replied calmly, but his body inside the blood-stained silver armor felt fatigued after being highly tensed and then suddenly relaxed.

This mirror is too dangerous... I actually noticed it right away! Fortunately, after such a long time, the old man has recovered a little... he thought with dry lips.

Soest took out his pocket watch, pressed it open and looked at it, and said to Leonard in the blood-stained silver armor: "There is still time, you will lead the next action!"

"Yes, Captain Soest." Leonard secretly breathed out.

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Dock area, Backlund Shipyard.

Patrick Jason Beria entered the reserved cabin.

He looked out the window, observed the sky filled with light mist, silently counting the time. JrNovels.com