Demon Sage

Cypress Street, newsstands, near mailboxes.

This is what Ogoff wrote on the note that Ogoff handed him a few days ago. Cypress Street is in the northern urban area. Starting from the door of the house, go to the detective office first to confirm that there are no stalkers around. It took more than an hour of carriage to get to the target location, and followed the signs along the way and walked for a few blocks to reach the destination.

At 9:00 p.m., at the appointed time, Donald showed up in front of the newsstand on time. Inside was a middle-aged man with a big belly and thinning hair. Donald was adjusting his pocket watch when he passed by. , the ordinary can not be ordinary.

Are such people really members of a cult?

However, there were no other newsstands around, so Donald hesitantly took out the copper sheet and placed it on the front counter.

“You came on time, wait on the bench next to me, wait for me for 3 minutes, I will close the store.”

See the token, middle-aged man His hand was unexpectedly quick, he held it in his hand, and then pretended to hand over a new magazine.

9 o’clock is the normal closing time of newsstands, and it is agreed at this time to ensure that everything is as usual.

“It really has the meaning of connecting with underground organizations, it is not much better than the underground market…”

Strictly speaking of which cult organization is not the same as the underground market The latter is acquiesced by the government, while the former belongs to an organization that will be directly included in the extermination list once it is discovered.

There is absolutely no wiggle room, no wonder they make these things so complicated.

When he saw the newsstand manager again, he changed into a brown coat and wore a beret, not a bowler or a silk top, and he had no walking stick in his hand. Obviously, his status is not even middle-class.

As he closed the newsstand door, he gestured to Donald from a hidden location to follow him.

“Where to?”

It was obvious that the other party was leading the way, but Donald was walking in front. The newsstand manager just stood one step behind him, directing his progress. .

“My house.”

“Huh?”

What does it mean to go to your house, where is the transaction?

About 10 minutes later, Donald looked at the dilapidated house on the two floors in front of him and realized that the other party was not joking.

The window on the side of the house was lit up, Donald glanced over and saw a child watching the two of them behind the window.

“That’s your…”

“Son, it’s my child, Your Excellency, please come in, Lord Ogoff is waiting for you at home.”

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The manager of the newsstand confirmed Donald’s guess without hesitation, but the latter’s throat was choked.

Cultists…have children?

In Donald’s eyes, cult members are always those who have an unsustainable life and have lost hope for the future, which is why they embark on this dark road.

But when the door opened, what he saw was a woman coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of steamed potatoes, and behind her, a little girl holding an empty porcelain bowl.

“Your Excellency, Mr. Ogoff is on the High Level, go upstairs to the second room.”

The woman also knew exactly what happened to him. The girl bowed to him in front of the child, and the girl even followed suit, and the middle-aged man bowed around the shoulder of the other child, which is a habitual movement.

“No, no need to bow… Hungry, go eat, I’ll just go up by myself.”

Stopped quickly, the tone involuntarily raised a few degrees, Donald rubbed the little girl’s hair, and the left hand holding the hidden knife and cane was tightly white.

When he walked to the top of the stairs and looked back, the couple and their two children had already sat at the dining table and had dinner like an ordinary family, but the heavy meaning behind it made him breathless. .

Such young children have immature self-awareness, and it is time to imitate their parents to establish their own life concepts.

How can this be so?

Strongly suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he walked up the stairs, stood in front of the second door, knocked on the door, it was Ogoff who opened the door, and inside was a tidy storage room with a window on one side. It is open, there are simple tables and chairs, and the light is still bright.

Pa-da~pa-da~

Before sitting down, the sound of footsteps outside the window shocked both of them, Ogoff strode to the window with his back Looking down at the wall.

“It’s fine, it’s just a team of police arresting people. The target is not our place, but our small stronghold in the vicinity.”

Stayed at the window for a few minutes , the footsteps faded away, and there were vague gunshots echoing outside, but Ogoff’s expression seemed relaxed, and he returned to his seat.

“The stronghold?”

“It’s just an information transfer station within the organization, it doesn’t matter.”

Ogoff carelessly put a suitcase in Go to the table and open the clasp.

“You got the news ahead of time?”

“No, everyone in that stronghold should have been arrested now, don’t worry, it won’t spread to our side, how many deaths? It’s just a low-level believer, and it doesn’t affect anything.”

Life is so insignificant in his mouth, the death of a few believers seems to be just a few pence lost.

Not even better.

“So are the people below?”

“Of course, these people are the bottom of the society, and it only takes a little favor to make them give up on the church… Just some pawns that can come in handy occasionally.”

Ogoff completely regarded Donald as a demon when he communicated with him, and naturally did not dare to deceive in his words.

Money in exchange for gratitude, and then mind control.

Ultimately drag them down the abyss.

This reality is too cruel, thinking that the warm family below is likely to be sacrificed as an abandoned child at some point in the future.

Donald developed a genuine distaste for cults for the first time.

They are not qualified to talk about life and death of others so casually!

“Mr. Grant, this is the sincerity of our preparation. Mr. Rastolle specifically explained that I must personally participate in the transaction. This is what you want, and this is what you need to help translate.”

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Ogoff didn’t feel Donald’s mood change at all, just focused on taking things out of the box, 3 scrolls, 2 potions, these are all the things in the box.

one after another is opened, the three scrolls are all copied copies, two of which need to be translated, and the remaining one is the innate talent potion formula and supporting materials that Donald wants array , potions are naturally potions that enhance the effects of meditation.

“Agile thinking…”

Open the innate talent scroll, try to divert his attention and prevent his emotions from being exposed. Now he can’t deal with this cult doing what.

But that doesn’t mean later.

Simple reading, the above record is a spirit strength innate talent suitable for all wizards.

The effect description of agile thinking includes improving the flow of spirit strength, speeding up the casting speed, etc.

To be able to come up with such a targeted innate talent scroll, it is obvious that Rastolle has also made a lot of money. It is no wonder that he only needs one innate talent scroll and a few bottles of potion to have him translate two contents.

Relying on his own exploration, Donald finally came into contact with the most core thing in the other side of this world-innate talent!