Liv Phil was in his early forties, with a head of brown curly hair. Her hair was a little fluffy and fell over her shoulders.
Her appearance was ordinary, and there were many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Even if she did not smile, those wrinkles were still seen at the corners of her eyes. Her skin was a little loose. When she slightly changed her facial expressions, many wrinkles would appear on her face.
She had a pair of blue eyes. Whenever she smiled, her eyes would show tenderness.
Being stared by her, the youth would always think of his mother. In his mind, his mother would also show her tenderness like this when she watched him smile, hum?
At this moment, Liv was looking at Ryan with a smile.
"Lil'Ryan, how are you?"
Ryan's eyes swept past her shoulders and he looked the small and messy room. On the bed, the one-year-old Feiji was sleeping soundly and had yet to wake up.
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A carriage stopped at the corner of Fifth Avenue.Ryan got out of the carriage with a suitcase and put it on the sidewalk. He came to the carriage, took out a Louis from the wallet, and handed it to the cart driver. He also implied the cart driver to keep the rest change.The fare machine in the driver's seat showed that Ryan should pay eighty-five fennies to the cart driver. So the remaining fifteen fennies were the tips for the coachman.The world was the same as Earth's western world, where tips were popular. When gentlemen enjoyed services, most of them would give a certain proportion of tips to service staff. Usually, the tip income of the service staff was higher than their salary.However, Fifteen Finneies's tip was too much, and generally speaking, Five Finneies were enough.If the consumption bill was more than ten Louis, the proportion of tips was maintained about two percent. This time, Ryan did not s
Sir Fontaine passed through the corridor and stood in front of Albert's door.He picked up a cane, inclined its head towards the door, and was about to point forward.At this time, the door was opened silently. Fontaine grinned and strode in. After he entered the room, the door was closed silently. It was empty, quiet and deep in the corridor.The reason why Fontaine Bernard was addressed by a knight by Tess was that there was not the word "德" in Chinese between his name and surname. Because he was only a Lord. The title symbolizes an honorary noble and it could not be passed on to the next generation.In Franka Empire, only nobles whose titles could be passed on from generation to generation could add a word "德" in Chinese between their names and surnames.In Franka Empire, there were several titles. and the highest one was naturally the Prince.The Princes all had the blood of the royal family and
The corridor on the second floor was as quiet as the first floor. The doors on both sides were tightly shut.Ryan walked forward. The floor of the corridor made noises under his feet. The noise was not loud, but it was particularly clear. If someone was in the room, he would usually open the door to take a look. According to the response, there was probably no one in these rooms. Or the people here only cared about their own businesses. They were not curious and did not like to meddle in other people's business.Whatever the explanation, Ryan felt that it was still okay.He was not a voluble person whether he was in the world or in the Earth.He took out the key and opened the door of the number 208 room. Ryan walked in with the suitcase and put it down. He walked straight forward to the window, opened the curtains, and opened the glass window. The sunlight was poured into the room like water.It was not pure gl
The underground space beneath the building was extremely vast.The tunnel extended in all directions like a spider web. It was like a maze. Without signs on each fork road, the newcomers would definitely get lost.About ten meters away, there was a magic stone lamp above the corridor. The lamp shone bright upon the corridor.Because it was underground, there was no distinction between day and night. The lights were always on. When the energy of the magic stones was exhausted, these stones would be replaced by new magic stones. The cost of the magic stones singly was so high that common rich people could not afford them. In fact, although the magic stones were expensive, even the most ordinary ones were worth one Gold Louis in the black market, the most important thing was that they could not be bought in the market even for the richest people.Without the behind-the-scenes backers, power, and the distinguished family backgro
The underground palace was quite large, but there was not much space for Ryan to enter and exit.Internship detectives can only stay in a few places, such as training rooms, teaching classrooms, rest areas and so on.Other than that, most of the tunnels were sealed by thick iron doors. They needed permission to enter and exit. Tess said that many places in the underground palace were very dangerous. In the past few decades, some quirky incidents had happened. Some people had obtained benefits from it so that they advanced to the next level easily. However, there were also people who died accidentally. Even the cause of death could not be found. For some days, even if there were experts overseeing it, accidents would still happen.What was the reason?It has been unknown all the time.Livingston, a Traveling Storyteller, was exactly Ryan's captain.Under Tess' lead, Ryan met him in a stone room with a desk,
The one on duty today was the team led by Macron.Yes, that Macron who looked like a soldier was the captain of the team. The team that Ryan was about to join happened to be taking a break. The captain of the team was not Milo Dravich but someone else."Where is Martti?"Livingston asked Milo."She...she..."Milo opened his mouth, his lips moving, but his words seemed to be stuck and couldn't smoothly slip out of his mouth."Alright, you don't have to say anything. I know!"Livingston waved his hand."Is she meditating in the training room?""Yes!"Milo nodded vigorously."This child is too strict with herself. Sometimes, it's not a good thing to work too hard! Why doesn't she understand this?"Livingston said a lot of nonsense like that.Martti?Could it be that girl?Could it be the girl i
Two carriages, one in front and one at the back, drove down the street.They were both four-wheeled carriages with black compartments and tall shafts. The wheels of the carriages rolled across the streets that were covered in gravel. As the carriages had decent shock absorbers, so long as they did not encounter extremely uneven ground, it would not be a bumpy ride.Ryan and Martti sat opposite each other. There were two rows of seats inside the carriage which could seat five to six people. Since there were only two passengers, it felt quite spacious and not crowded at all.Out of the three people, only Milo Dravich knew how to drive a carriage, so he sat outside to steer it.On the ceiling of the carriage, there was a small glass skylight. This skylight was mobile and could be pushed open or closed. When it was sunny, the skylight would be left open to allow sunlight to enter with the wind. When it rained, the skylight would be pus
The warehouse was exceptionally quiet.The corpse still retained its original appearance. Perhaps something had been done to them because there were no signs of livor mortis. However, everyone's faces looked very disturbed. Even the police officer who had seen many corpses before seemed blatantly disgusted and uneasy.Now, except for Sheriff Trim, all the other patrol officers were asked to leave.All of Iris Tectorum's people were at the scene. Johnny explained the situation to Fontaine while Trim made additional comments from the side. As he looked at Fontaine, the look of flattery never left his face.Livingston was with Ryan and the other two. At this time, he was wearing a top hat and holding a cane. Although he still looked ugly, he was not as ugly as before. He appeared refreshing and refined now."Ryan, this is your job!"Livingston pointed at the corpse."Your main task is to deal wit
The Divine Incantation?There was doubt in Ryan's eyes."Yes, this is the Divine Incantation!"Livingston sounded serious."The Bible that the Sanctuary had enshrined was written in the Divine Incantation. The reason why it's called the Divine Incantation is because in the legends, these were words that God used but ordinary people could not. A so-called talent is a human who can see the Divine Incantation!"Livingston raised his hand and made a cross in front of his chest."Seeing the Divine Incantation is only the first stage. Only a real extraordinary being can recite the Divine Incantation and gain the power to change the real world. Earlier, when you left the warehouse, you didn't see what happened. When Lord Fontaine activated the Recall array, the incantation he chanted was the Divine Incantation. The Divine Incantation can't be recited with just one's voice. It also consumes a huge amount of
Inside Livingston's office in the Underground Palace.Light poured down from above his head. Ryan raised his head slightly and leaned back in his chair. His breathing was so soft that it could not be heard. Although he had survived a disaster, he could not relax just like that. There was still more to this matter.However, there was no longer any immediate danger of him being exposed, so he could relax a bit.Back at the office, the group went down to Underground Palace. Livingston asked Ryan to wait in his office while he left.After more than 10 minutes, Livingston returned to his office.After he entered, Ryan also stood up. As Livingston walked to his desk, he waved his hand downward and motioned for Ryan to sit down for a conversation. Once Ryan was seated, he walked around the desk and sat down in the chair behind it.When he sat down, the wooden chair made a creaking sound as if it couldn't b
Azar chewed a nicotine candy in his mouth as he squeezed out of the crowd.He was wearing a cap, a white shirt, and a small yellow vest with a tie knotted around his collar. On his lower half, he was wearing a pair of black riding breeches and a pair of tall boots. Hanging in front of his chest was a Magic Stone camera.He was in his early 30s with a head of long, curly hair. He had gloomy eyes that gave off an artistic aura.He had a slightly waxy complexion and huge eye bags under his eyes, making him look as if he did not have any vitality. It was as if he had been trapped by fatigue and could not break free. He always looked like he had not had enough rest.He was a reporter for Lanceton's evening newspaper.As a reporter, it was normal for him to leave early and return late, or vice versa. Whenever there was any sudden news, even if it was in the middle of the night, he had to immediately get up and rush to
The most critical moment had come!Ryan held his breath. His heartbeat was as slow as usual. Although he was nervous, his emotions did not affect his body. It was like his nervousness was drifting outside his body. He could feel it, but it was as if it did not belong to him.He stared at the screen that seemed to be projecting.The figure swayed.It was the perspective of the dead Owen De Gebora. At first, the one who appeared on the screen was Cripple Wade, who had been next to him at that time. He had a thick and short body, uneven legs, a thick cane, and a malicious gaze...Next, James, who was sweating in fear, appeared on the screen before disappearing instantly.Then, the others, who were at the distance, appeared. Although they were far away, they still appeared clearly on the screen. Their faces could be clearly seen, but like James, they also disappeared very quickly.Finally,
"Boo-hoo..."Suddenly, he heard the sound of sobbing. In the middle of the day, there was a sudden chill as if he were in a thousand-year-old igloo. The voice sounded like a ghost, sweeping in from all directions and making fear grip his heart.He couldn't help but turn his head. A strong gust blew.The iron sheet on the roof of the warehouse kept shaking in the wind, struggling to escape into the wind.On the ground, dust rose with the wind, forming a gray fog that whistled through the alley. It blew eastward and sometimes westward, hitting against the wall and making a harsh sound.A second ago, the sun was shining brightly, but at this time, dark cloud covered the sun. The sky had dimmed as if night had suddenly fallen and was about to swallow the entire city.However, if one were to look a thousand meters away, it was still sunny.This dark cloud only appeared above the warehouse. T
Ryan did not go far.He walked out the warehouse door and greeted Sheriff Trim with a smile. The other party nodded with some suspicion, but a smile also appeared on his face. Although Ryan was just a teenager, Trim did not dare to look down on him.For extraordinary beings, neither age nor gender was important. Even if it were a baby, Trim would still be very respectful.After interacting with them for a long time, he knew how incredible these guys were."What do you need me to do?"Trim took off his hat, placed it on his chest, and did a perfect gentleman's salute.Ryan quickly returned the greeting and waved his hand with a smile.Then, he made his way past the warehouse door and went around it.Although he had doubts, Trim did not ask further and did not follow him. He chose to turn a blind eye.Curiosity could not only kill a cat, but it could also kill a living
Ryan was a distance away from Fontaine and Livingston. He clearly felt that there was something amiss between the two of them. Although the atmosphere could not be said to be hostile, they seemed to be clashing with each other.On the other side, Livingston took half a step back and bowed to Fontaine."Sir, Martti has yet to step through that door. Your Excellency must know about her current situation. Isn't a spell like Recall too difficult for her? I hope you can reconsider it, or perhaps you have some other way?"Ryan could hear Livingston's words.This spell seemed to be harmful to Martti. As the captain of the team and their instructor, Livingston had a different opinion. It seemed that he was persuading Fontaine to give up this plan.Ryan hoped that Lord Fontaine would be able to accept Livingston's opinion.However, it seemed that Fontaine had made up his mind and would not change it just because Li
The warehouse was exceptionally quiet.The corpse still retained its original appearance. Perhaps something had been done to them because there were no signs of livor mortis. However, everyone's faces looked very disturbed. Even the police officer who had seen many corpses before seemed blatantly disgusted and uneasy.Now, except for Sheriff Trim, all the other patrol officers were asked to leave.All of Iris Tectorum's people were at the scene. Johnny explained the situation to Fontaine while Trim made additional comments from the side. As he looked at Fontaine, the look of flattery never left his face.Livingston was with Ryan and the other two. At this time, he was wearing a top hat and holding a cane. Although he still looked ugly, he was not as ugly as before. He appeared refreshing and refined now."Ryan, this is your job!"Livingston pointed at the corpse."Your main task is to deal wit
Two carriages, one in front and one at the back, drove down the street.They were both four-wheeled carriages with black compartments and tall shafts. The wheels of the carriages rolled across the streets that were covered in gravel. As the carriages had decent shock absorbers, so long as they did not encounter extremely uneven ground, it would not be a bumpy ride.Ryan and Martti sat opposite each other. There were two rows of seats inside the carriage which could seat five to six people. Since there were only two passengers, it felt quite spacious and not crowded at all.Out of the three people, only Milo Dravich knew how to drive a carriage, so he sat outside to steer it.On the ceiling of the carriage, there was a small glass skylight. This skylight was mobile and could be pushed open or closed. When it was sunny, the skylight would be left open to allow sunlight to enter with the wind. When it rained, the skylight would be pus