Chapter 438 Party
“Important matter?” Ji Lan frowned.
Since he joined the Tantric Cult "Midnight Rose", this was the first time he attended a gathering. In a sense, it was a welcome ceremony for him.
This organization gives people a very "Buddhist" feeling and does not like to get involved in all kinds of disputes. On weekdays, members mostly contact each other privately, or trade or entrust, and follow the principle of "equivalent exchange" "Principle, quite a bottom line.
And because most of the members are alchemists, everyone is busy studying knowledge and conducting experiments, and has no time to get together all day long to brag and spank.
The current call from Ms. Crow was because the leader of "Ye Mei" personally issued a summons order for all members to participate in the party.
It must not be a trivial matter...
"Ms. Crow, do you know what's going on?"
Gilan pondered and asked on the phone.
There was silence for a while, and then a mature female voice came:
"The specific matter is unclear, but it should be related to the ongoing Bu'ao war... It involves not only our 'Ye Mei', but also other secret societies."
"It seems..." Crow The lady hesitated for a moment, hesitated and then said: "The person who took the lead in contacting Ms. 'Mei Weng' was the rumored ancient secret sect - 'Tiangong Dawn'."
"Tiangong Dawn..."
Jilan frowned deeper and murmured.
He had only heard about this organization.
According to legend, the "Sal Card", the currency circulating in the upper echelons of the mysterious realm, was created by this organization.
Furthermore, Jilan inquired from his teacher Parra that this "Dawn of the Heavenly Palace" is very mysterious. There are few records of members appearing, and there are only some one-sided descriptions.
It is said that its internal members are all very ancient existences, even ascended ones.
Therefore, "Dawn of the Heavenly Palace" has extraordinary status and authority for most of the mystics who know about it, and even for the esoteric secret societies.
The many mystics who embark on the "Road of the Fire Sword" are searching for the truth and seeking to ascend... And the "Dawn of the Heavenly Palace" is a high mountain standing at the end, which is daunting.
"Okay, Ms. Crow, I understand."
Gilan recovered his thoughts and said.
"When is the specific meeting time?"
"Eight o'clock tonight, Checkerboard Garden."
Ms. Crow answered.
"I suggest you arrive early. This is a gathering for all members. It has not been held for many years... There may be many members that you have never met. You can take the opportunity to get to know each other."
" Okay." Gillan agreed simply. "Thank you for letting me know."
Click.
The hotline hung up, he sat in the driver's seat and thought about it, and simply chose to call the teacher directly.
Not only because of the "Midnight Rose" collective gathering, but also the "perfume bottle" issue that is closely related to the extradition of the souls of frontline soldiers.
However, after Jilan put on the teacher's alchemy inscription card and called the hotline, no one answered.
Just a burst of beautiful piano music.
"The teacher doesn't answer the hotline..."
He breathed out and rubbed his temples.
I had no choice but to put the microphone away.
The reason why Ji Lan did not call the second hotline was because he guessed that the teacher was probably busy with something, and frequent calls might be disturbing and cause trouble.
"When the teacher is free, I should call you back."
He thought for a while, turned the key, put the car in gear, and started the car.
Rumble...
Guilan drove straight back to Morales Street.
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It’s night.
Gilan had dinner in the apartment, read the newspaper in the living room on the first floor, and followed the developments of the war between the two countries.
According to various media reports, the current battle situation between Bremen and Owena is going back and forth. But the Empire seemed to have the upper hand, winning many small-scale battles.
The result of the analysis in the newspaper is that in recent years, the "Mechanical Union" has repeatedly updated weapons and equipment for the empire, not only catching up with the technological level of the Federation, but also surpassing it.
But Gillan doesn’t think so.
"After all, they are the mainstream media in Bremen. They report good news but not bad news..."
He closed the newspaper and sighed with emotion.
“The Ministry of Foreign Affairs privately sent documents to these media outlets, deleting many content that undermined morale in order to appease the people within the country.”
At this time, the maid named Isa brought the brewed tea and placed it respectfully on the coffee table in front of Gilan.
"Master, please have some tea."
"Well, thank you for your hard work." Ji Lan smiled at the girl, took a sip of tea.
Isa did not leave, but hesitated for a moment, knelt on the sofa with her knees in black stockings, leaned her whole body over, and reached out to press on Jilan's shoulders.
“It’s not hard work, Master.”
Isa smiled shyly.
"There is relatively little work in the apartment on weekdays. When we are free, we will listen to Mr. Charles and read more books."
"You are the one who works hard. You have to worry about the important affairs of the empire every day. It takes a lot of effort, and you often have to travel... We all admire you."
Jilan smiled and shook his head.
He did not refuse the maid's massage. Instead, he relaxed his body and lay in a more comfortable position to make it easier for the other party to exert force.
It has been more than half a year since he traveled back in time, and Gilan's nerves have been tense and never relaxed.
At this moment, he was inexplicably relieved.
Maybe it was the improvement in strength that gave him enough confidence, or maybe he was really tired physically and mentally.
Gilan wanted to take a short break.
Isa is not very old, just a few months old, but she is developing well. It had just arrived in April, and the weather had already warmed up. The maid uniform she wore today was a little thin, and the area next to Gilan's shoulders was quite soft.
For some reason, something strange arose in Gilan's heart, which even surprised him.
‘I am...’
Jilan thought to himself.
The experience in his previous life meant that he had never had any close contact with the opposite sex. Although he had never thought about it, and even resisted it in his heart, his body could not go against common sense.
Even though Gilan is currently in a high position and is also a powerful mystic, he is still a 21-year-old young man.
Isa stared closely at the man in front of her with her eyes closed and concentrating. His perfect face and mysterious and elegant temperament made her irresistible and she couldn't help but blush.
Her little hands that were massaging the young master were trembling a little.
"The young master usually wears long-sleeved shirts, and you can't tell that he has such tight muscles... Maybe those bodybuilding stars don't have such a perfect body like him?"
Isa thought to herself, breathing a little faster.
By some strange coincidence, she changed her position, straddling the young master's legs, and then pressed his shoulders.
Jilan noticed the maid's movements, frowned, and opened her eyes.
"Isa, it's okay, go and have a rest."
"Young...Master, did I press it poorly?"
The maid saw the pair With calm purple eyes, he was inexplicably flustered, even in awe, and he said at a loss.
“No.” Jilan sighed. He just felt that if he continued like this, he might make a mistake.
I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that the time had reached seven o'clock.
Jilan put his arm around Isa's slim waist, gently moved it aside, then stood up and straightened his collar.
"I still have things to deal with, it's enough to rest for a while..."
He turned to look at the maid, who lowered her head and said nothing as if she had made a mistake.
Jilan chuckled lightly and said:
"Good press, Isa, I enjoy it very much."
"Huh?" The maid raised her head and showed joy. "As long as the young master likes it..."
Jilan agreed and walked upstairs.
Tuliu Isa sat on her knees on the sofa, her heart beating rapidly with excitement.
The other two maids named Bisca and Sylby suddenly poked their heads out of the kitchen. They looked at each other first, and then showed complicated expressions.
There was some envy and some annoyance in his eyes.
Only the old butler Charles, standing in front of the counter in the living room, silently wiping the decorative vase with a handkerchief, looked calm.
……
Ka.
Jilan closed the door of the master bedroom on the second floor with his backhand.
Then he sat on the edge of the foot of the bed.
"You can't slack off yet..."
He rubbed his face and murmured.
In fact, Gilan knew very well that if he wanted to do something to his maid, there would be no problem at all.
On the contrary, the girls were very happy.
No one can criticize me for having fun.
But he didn't want to do that.
Pure enjoyment, or in other words, emotionless physical venting, is not what he wants.
“My ideals have never changed.”
Ji Lan raised his head and stared out the window.
The rising bright moon projected the cool moonlight into the window and fell on his handsome face.
"To live a new life, I must cherish this opportunity, fight for true freedom, and have the power to control my destiny..."
"Sooner or later, I will ascend."
“Go and see what gods are.”
Taking a deep breath, Ji Lan raised his hand and waved it.
咻——
A knight chess piece emitting golden light was thrown from his hand and floated in the air.
Soon, the chess piece hung upside down.
A vertical elliptical door filled with complex alchemy arrays appeared in the center of the room and opened.
Ji Lan didn't hesitate, stood up and stepped into it.
Swish.
A sweet and fragrant breeze blew across my face.
In the blink of an eye, Jilan found himself on a wide lawn covered with roses.
The illusory sun still hangs in the sky, shining with dazzling light.
He stepped on the soft grass and walked straight forward.
When we arrived at the iconic pink and white ancient building in the depths of Qipan Manor, a lot of people had already gathered here.
There is still more than half an hour before the eight o'clock meeting, and thirty or forty people have already arrived in this open space. More than half of them were faces that Gillan had never seen before.
There are both men and women, and most of them are elderly.
But without exception, these people are all long-lived people.
There were also a small number of "young people" among them, but Jilan recognized them at a glance. These people had used alchemical medicine or special methods to delay the aging of their appearance.
My actual age is probably much older than mine.
When I saw a young man with purple eyes wearing a shirt and trousers, with a gold-red gradient ponytail, carrying a cane and wearing a top hat approaching, many people cast curious glances and whispered.
"Hey..."
"Who is that little guy?"
"I've never seen it before."
"I heard that some time ago, 'Ye Mei' recruited a new member, who was promoted from the reserve 'Brambles' under an exception, named 'Blood Owl'."< br>
“Is it him?”
“You are really young, and your appearance and temperament are outstanding, haha, it’s time to change the rules and inhale fresh blood!”
Jilan listened. Hearing these subtle comments, he was not affected and approached the crowd as if nothing had happened.
At this time, several familiar members of the Tantric Cult also discovered Jilan and came forward to greet him.
"Mr. Blood Owl, long time no see."
The first person to say hello was Miss Sparks with her explosive twin ponytails. She put on new eye shadow today, which was the same color as her lip gloss. They were both dark green and looked quite eye-catching.
"Long time no see, Miss Sparks."
Gilan took off his hat and saluted her.
The latter casually lifted up his skirt in response.
"There are also Baron Opal, Lady Crow, and the old man making the staff, all of them are here fine."
Gillen held his hat close to his chest and held it under his arm with his other hand. The black cane transformed from the blood sword greeted him with a smile.
The short old man grinned and said:
"It's not like that. He spends all day in the laboratory banging hammers... But you, the boy, have prospered in Bremen, not only He became the Minister of Foreign Affairs and went to foreign countries one after another. He was in the limelight for a short time! ”
"The old gentleman is ridiculous." Jilan smiled and shook his head.
“Huh?” At this time, Ms. Crow, who was wearing a small top hat and a black veil, made a surprised sound.
Everyone looked at him and heard the lady speak again, her tone full of surprise:
"Blood Owl...you have been promoted?!"
"?!" Everyone was startled.
Didn't the Blood Owl just get promoted to a Long-timer a few months ago?
It is precisely for this reason that "Ye Mei" made an exception to include it and awarded it "Knight Chess" to show its importance.
This... got promoted again? !
How is that possible!
Miss Sparks, Baron Opal and the old staff-maker quietly turned on their spiritual vision and scanned the purple-eyed young man in front of them.
In an instant, their spiritual vision captured a bright and gorgeous colorful light, which almost blinded the three people's spiritual vision!
"Ms. Snow, above..."
The old man who made the staff was so excited that he couldn't help but marvel.
Miss Sparks opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.
“Incredible, incredible!”
The two-meter-tall obese man looked shocked and sighed one after another.
Baron Opal stretched out his fat, colorful hands covered with rings and patted Gillan heavily on the shoulder.
Pop!
"No wonder the 'White Sage' wants to accept you as a student. With such talent and such speed of progress... I am afraid that only those who have ascended in history can rival you!"
"Fart!" The old man who made the staff turned to look at the baron and retorted: "As far as I know, even the ascendants do not have such a speed of progress... From level 4 to level 5 in a few months, this is simply a violation. The miracle of mysterious laws!”
"Mr. Blood Owl, is this true...or is it a deception?"
Ms. Crow calmed down and asked in a deep voice.
Everyone also became quiet.
Gilan didn't try to hide it, he chuckled and nodded.
"This..."
Everyone took a deep breath and looked at each other.
"It seems that the 'White Sage' didn't hide it, and left all the good things to you, the only student."
The old man who made the staff seemed to have misunderstood something, shaking his head. Feeling deeply.
Gilan didn’t explain, just smiled and said nothing.
At this time, with a burst of noise, the surrounding crowd gave way.
The leader, Ms. Mei Weng, was still wearing the plaster old man's mask and Chu red embroidered robe, walking slowly.
"What are you talking about? It seems quite lively..."
Before he finished speaking, "Mei Weng" was startled.
She stared straight at the purple-eyed young man, seemingly seeing something, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Even "Mei Weng", a great alchemist who has lived for more than two hundred years and has experienced a lot, has never seen such a genius who has made such rapid progress.
Flamel Jaber has met countless people in her life, but the young man in front of her broke her understanding.
"Pala has taken in an incredible student..."
She said in a complicated tone.
But soon, the lady smiled again:
“‘Ye Mei’ also has an amazing member!”
(End of this chapter)