Lord of Secrets

"Mrs. Therese, there is no need to criticize Ilse so harshly," Ubermore said.

"Banlaluo has lived in the forest since he was a child, and has been with wild beasts, so he has the temperament of a wild beast. Most people will feel scared when they see his eyes. What's more, Ilse is still young and is quite sensitive to these. But she was able to hold on without crying, which is pretty good.”

"Yeah!" Ilse's voice was slightly louder.

When Tris heard this, she also understood. After all, when she first saw the other person, she also felt that he was in danger, but she did not show it.

Ubermore held Ilse and walked slowly to the back of the exchange, onto the lawn, and walked toward the villa in front, and then asked: "Mrs. Therese, what are you doing today?"

"Mom said she wanted to come visit you." Ilse raised her little hands and said.

Tris smiled and then said: "Yes, I have never returned to visit Mr. Amon-Ra in time before."

"But I didn't bring anything with me. I feel like Mr. Amonra won't care too much."

Ubermore joked, "You brought a little cutie here."

When Tris heard this, her smile became brighter and she said to Ilse: "Ilse, you see how much Mr. Amonra likes you."

"That's right, Ilse is the cutest, and my mother likes me too." Ilse said happily.

Entering the villa, Ubermore immediately asked: "Mrs. Therese, coffee or black tea?"

"Black tea!" Tris replied.

Ilse quickly replied: "I don't need it, just ice cream."

Ubermo smiled upon hearing this.

The maid on the side understood and left immediately.

After putting Ilse down and Ubermo sitting on the sofa, Tris immediately said, "Mr. Amon-Ra, although I'm presumptuous, could I ask you what you do for a living?"

Lying woman... Ubermo glanced at Tris, and then said: "I used to be a treasure hunter, but now I am a businessman."

Tris was silent for a moment, then looked at Ubermore and said, "That is a dangerous profession."

"Nothing is not dangerous, it's just a choice. Treasure hunting is an exciting process, and for me, it's quite exciting."

Ilse seemed to understand something, and then said: "Amon-Ra, don't do those dangerous things, mother said that is not good."

"Not anymore!"

"Besides, all that has passed, I am a businessman now." Ubermore touched Ilse's head and then replied.

Regarding Tris, Ubermo felt that she was not simple. She was afraid that she was not investigating him these days, so he came to visit when he felt it was almost done. However, Ubermo was not worried about what the other party could really find out.

After a while, Banky came back and saw no one in the exchange. After hesitating for a while, he walked inside and handed two ice cream sticks to the maid who was mowing the lawn.

"My favorite sweet and sour ice cream." Ilse cheered when she saw the ice cream in the maid's hand.

"Eat slowly!" Tris nodded to the maid to express her gratitude, then took a stick of ice cream from her hand and said to Ilse.

"Only one?" Ilse looked at the other ice cream in the maid's hand and pouted slightly.

"Don't eat too much," Tris said.

"Okay..." Ilse muttered, then licked the ice cream in her hand.

"I'll leave the rest of the ice cream to you," Ubermo said to the maid on the side.

He felt that Tris's personality was more inclined to the Northern Continent. She was relatively conservative and would not show off too much in front of a stranger, even if his daughter was slightly close to him.

"yes!"

The maid hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Ubermore and Tris, and left immediately.

Ilse looked at Ubermore with her big eyes and continued to eat the ice cream in her hand.

"Mrs. Therese, what do you think of my exchange?" Ubermore suddenly said.

"It's quite creative, but it's a little difficult to succeed. The most important thing is to get it from the nobles." Tris pondered and said it directly without hesitation.

"I have a plan for this, but don't be in a hurry. There is still time, so you can take your time." Ubermo said.

…

"Mom, why don't you help Amon-Ra?" Ilse's little hand was held by Tris, and she asked.

"Ilse, he is just a stranger." Tris was stunned for a moment, and then said.

"He is not anymore, Amon-Ra is my friend now." Ilse replied.

"Then why do you like Amon-Ra so much?" Tris asked with some doubts. Ilse didn't like others very much.

"I like his eyes!" Ilse replied innocently.

His eyes... Tris thought about it, but it was still a little difficult to understand.

"It's time we went to see your aunt."

Ilse said: "Okay!"

…

Not long after, Banky got back the books that Ubermore requested, and Ubermore began to read through these books to pass the time.

Suddenly, he felt that the voice of Ruoyouruowu's prayer was not a sound he was familiar with, and he immediately told the maids and housekeepers not to disturb him.

Arriving in the room, Ubermo entered a deep sleep state and entered the illusory sea of ​​stars. He looked up at the dome and felt a pious voice coming from one of the brighter stars among the countless illusory stars:

"The eternal light, the hope of all beings; the judge of death and life; the unsinkable blazing sun."

"The end is approaching. Following your oracle, the Son of God is about to be born. Please point out the name of the Son of God. He will patrol the kingdom of heaven on earth on your behalf..."

From this star, Ubermore couldn't even see the picture clearly, it was blurry, and the whole picture seemed to be filled with endless light.

The angel of the Church of Glory... Ubermo could not guess the specific identity of the other party, but he should be one of the people above the Church of Glory.

"The end? The Holy Son?" Ubermo sat on the huge chair, slowly tapping the cold armrest, thinking in his mind.

Ubermo mobilized the illusory sea of ​​stars and fog to "snoop", but unfortunately he did not get any useful results, and his whole mind was filled with a blank.

Ubermo sat on the chair, slowly waiting for his spiritual recovery.

"The Holy Son? This is the key for me to further control the glory." Without thinking about the meaning of "Endgame", Ubermo thought about whether the birth of the Holy Son could bring great benefits to himself.

Immediately, he communicated with the star and tried to send an oracle. He was afraid that the other party would notice something was wrong, so he continued to mobilize the illusory sea of ​​stars and mist.

…

"Ubermo Jurna?"

At this time, a vague figure was wearing a golden robe, kneeling under a huge stone tablet. Above it was an extremely bright light group, turning the entire hall into a sea of ​​light.

"Follow your order!" He looked at the name on the stone tablet, threw away the doubts in his heart, burned the parchment recording the candidates in front of him, replied devoutly, and then walked down the stairs step by step.

…

At 9 a.m., Ubermo finished breakfast, read a book, and then opened the door to the exchange.

There were one or two people waiting in front of the door early. Ubermo took them in and concluded a deal, but it was all cheap information.

I feel like I need to hire some people. Although these pieces of information are not very valuable, the amount is very considerable... and some information currently seems to be completely worthless and too wasteful... Ubermo shook his wooden chair, I had a preliminary plan in mind.

Just like the news about Li Jiatu that was spread last time, although it was false, some people later provided information about Li Jiatu. After all, it was still valuable, about 10 berries each.

This information had no effect on Umbermore. Instead, it wasted some Berry. That's not how money was spent. So he plans to hire some people to help handle these things and make up for the losses.

And another benefit of doing this is to allow them to collect information while processing, so that they can free up their hands to solve other things.

"Is this the exchange?"

Suddenly, Ubermo heard a somewhat frivolous voice and a knock on the door.

Ubermo opened his eyes and looked at the door, only to find a middle-aged man wearing shabby clothes, short dark green hair, and a pair of brown eyes.

The other person was leaning against the wooden door, with his legs crossed and his fingers bent on the door, acting somewhat casually.

"That's right!" Ubermore immediately replied.

He put one foot away, walked in, looked around for a few seconds, and then said: "Then let's trade!"

"Friendly reminder, first take a look at the rules of the transaction." Ubermo pointed to the vertical wooden board beside him and said.

"No, I've heard of it!" The other party shook his head and said a little impatiently.

When Ubermo heard this, he directly pulled out two pieces of parchment from the base of the "Just Scale" and handed it to the other party. He took a look at it, put the parchment on the table, picked up the pen, and pointed it directly in front of Ubermo. He signed his name hesitantly.

Natsu... The corners of Ubermo's mouth curled up slightly. The people in front of him were also named Natsu, but their last names were a little different.

"There are treasures among the abandoned houses in Baker Street, Larne..."

Ubermore looked at the news with a look of greed on his face, but it flashed away.

Natsu put the parchment into the left disk. His crimson eyes continued to leak dirty blood, soaking the parchment. Then 30 Yuri gold coins appeared on the right disk.

Ubermore then pulled out another piece of parchment, handed it to the other party, and asked him to sign it.

Natsu then said: "I won't trade."

Ubermo was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party, and asked with a straight face: "How can you not trade."

Natsu mocked: "You didn't say there was a deal, and we didn't sign any contract."

"Why are you here if you don't want to trade?" Ubermo said with a serious face and a little angry.

"I taught you a lesson, no need to thank you." Natsu said, and then left quickly.

Ubermo turned over the table and ran towards the door with a slight stagger. He glanced at it, then returned to the house, sat on the wooden chair and looked at the door, showing a strange smile.