Chapter: 2343
Ounes's mind suddenly buzzed, and another voice echoed: "After the first hypnosis wakes up, throw the objects on your body at Emlyn White."
Swipe, swipe, swipe! Ernes untied his belt, threw out the pin, and threw one item after another at Emlyn White who was opposite, including the silver pocket watch and the wallet full of banknotes.
Snapped!
The newspaper in his hand fell to the ground, and a card was thrown out of it.
On that card, there is a picture of the Goddess of Justice sitting on a stone chair, holding a sword and scales.
Tarot card, "Justice" card.
After throwing away everything except clothes, Ernes Boyar froze for a moment, completely awake.
What am I doing? what did I do? The blood baron finally remembered the things that had been deliberately forgotten before, and remembered those green and clear eyes.
Psychological suggestion, no, hypnosis... Ernes Boyar looked around with half resentment and half uncontrollable fear, and instinctively re-examined his situation.
Then his eyes fell on the hill-like figure, and he saw Father Utravsky with sparse and light eyebrows.
In an instant, Ernes Boyar's various thoughts collided with each other, and a strong idea burst out quickly.
He didn't resist, and just blurted out: "I will come here as a volunteer for a month!"
��Emlyn's experience has long been spread in Backlund's blood circle. Ernes Boyar has been famous for Father Utravsky for a long time, and he knows that even if he resists, he will not escape the fate of volunteers. It might as well be more straightforward, voluntarily surrender, and choose conditions that are more beneficial to oneself.
At least you can�t be hinted, and you can�t convert to the "Mother Earth"... Just as Ounes had such a thought, he found that Father Utravsky was holding a lantern in his hand, and there was a stick wrapped in human skin inside. , Exotic candles that highlight pimples.
In the dim candlelight, Ernes' pupils dilated again, leaving only one thought in his mind, which echoed endlessly:
Another psychological hint...
At this moment, he felt that the shadow in his heart was so thick.
"Okay." Father Utravsky nodded, agreeing to Ernes Boyar's request.
Emlyn held back a mixed smile of complacency and joy, and looked at the various items he had just caught, like a farmer who had a good harvest.
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On the third floor of a Sieveras-style restaurant in Saint-Herran Square, in a certain box, the light suddenly dimmed, and a large shadow appeared.
Tiny bats flew out of the darkness and quickly gathered together.
Smoke billowed up, and Earl Mistral with pale silver hair and scarlet eyes appeared at the place where the bats had gathered, and everything around him returned to normal.
His servant, the middle-aged man in dark formal attire, immediately took a step forward, saluted and asked, "Your Excellency, do you want to eat now?"
He couldn't tell from the earl's face whether things were going well or hard, and whether the final result was success or failure, but he didn't dare to ask.
Mistral nodded lightly and said, "Yes."
He walked to the dining table with a calm face, took off the sapphire ring, and sat down without losing any of his demeanor, as if he just went out to feed the white pigeons just now.
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"This taste is rich and peculiar, but it's not bad..." In the box next to Earl Mistral, Klein with an ordinary face was enjoying and commenting on a very Severas-style delicacy�� Haggis.
Although this disciplinary action was a cooperative attempt by several members of the Tarot Society and did not require the intervention of "The World" or even Mister Fool, Klein considered that Miss "Justice" and "Moon" Emlyn either had no similar experience, or Inexperienced, I still quietly came to the vicinity to make the final guarantee. JrNovels.com
Swipe, swipe, swipe! Ernes untied his belt, threw out the pin, and threw one item after another at Emlyn White who was opposite, including the silver pocket watch and the wallet full of banknotes.
Snapped!
The newspaper in his hand fell to the ground, and a card was thrown out of it.
On that card, there is a picture of the Goddess of Justice sitting on a stone chair, holding a sword and scales.
Tarot card, "Justice" card.
After throwing away everything except clothes, Ernes Boyar froze for a moment, completely awake.
What am I doing? what did I do? The blood baron finally remembered the things that had been deliberately forgotten before, and remembered those green and clear eyes.
Psychological suggestion, no, hypnosis... Ernes Boyar looked around with half resentment and half uncontrollable fear, and instinctively re-examined his situation.
Then his eyes fell on the hill-like figure, and he saw Father Utravsky with sparse and light eyebrows.
In an instant, Ernes Boyar's various thoughts collided with each other, and a strong idea burst out quickly.
He didn't resist, and just blurted out: "I will come here as a volunteer for a month!"
��Emlyn's experience has long been spread in Backlund's blood circle. Ernes Boyar has been famous for Father Utravsky for a long time, and he knows that even if he resists, he will not escape the fate of volunteers. It might as well be more straightforward, voluntarily surrender, and choose conditions that are more beneficial to oneself.
At least you can�t be hinted, and you can�t convert to the "Mother Earth"... Just as Ounes had such a thought, he found that Father Utravsky was holding a lantern in his hand, and there was a stick wrapped in human skin inside. , Exotic candles that highlight pimples.
In the dim candlelight, Ernes' pupils dilated again, leaving only one thought in his mind, which echoed endlessly:
Another psychological hint...
At this moment, he felt that the shadow in his heart was so thick.
"Okay." Father Utravsky nodded, agreeing to Ernes Boyar's request.
Emlyn held back a mixed smile of complacency and joy, and looked at the various items he had just caught, like a farmer who had a good harvest.
����
On the third floor of a Sieveras-style restaurant in Saint-Herran Square, in a certain box, the light suddenly dimmed, and a large shadow appeared.
Tiny bats flew out of the darkness and quickly gathered together.
Smoke billowed up, and Earl Mistral with pale silver hair and scarlet eyes appeared at the place where the bats had gathered, and everything around him returned to normal.
His servant, the middle-aged man in dark formal attire, immediately took a step forward, saluted and asked, "Your Excellency, do you want to eat now?"
He couldn't tell from the earl's face whether things were going well or hard, and whether the final result was success or failure, but he didn't dare to ask.
Mistral nodded lightly and said, "Yes."
He walked to the dining table with a calm face, took off the sapphire ring, and sat down without losing any of his demeanor, as if he just went out to feed the white pigeons just now.
����
"This taste is rich and peculiar, but it's not bad..." In the box next to Earl Mistral, Klein with an ordinary face was enjoying and commenting on a very Severas-style delicacy�� Haggis.
Although this disciplinary action was a cooperative attempt by several members of the Tarot Society and did not require the intervention of "The World" or even Mister Fool, Klein considered that Miss "Justice" and "Moon" Emlyn either had no similar experience, or Inexperienced, I still quietly came to the vicinity to make the final guarantee. JrNovels.com
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