A strong nose, sparse eyebrows, slightly drooping cheeks, light blue eyes... Qilingos looked at himself in the mirror, examining himself up and down several times to confirm that he was no different from the unconscious man.

After demonstrating a few of the other person's habitual movements, he bent down, dragged the man on the ground to the side, and stuffed him into the closet.

Then he stretched out his right hand and broke the opponent's neck with a snap.

Taking out a handkerchief and wiping his palms, Qilingos closed the door of the wardrobe.

He slowly walked back to the dressing mirror, put on a black double-breasted suit, tied a bow tie, then picked up a bottle of amber perfume, dropped a few drops on his wrists, and then rubbed it on different parts of his body.

After combing his hair in the mirror, Qi Lingos walked out of the room, closed his hair casually, and said to the housekeeper waiting outside:

"Don't let anyone into my room. There are important items in there."

"Yes, Baron Gramire!" The butler with mottled hair put his hand on his chest and bowed. "Your carriage and accompanying servants are waiting for you downstairs. Duke Nigan's invitation is also there."

Qilingos maintained his baronial demeanor, nodded slightly and inconspicuously, and walked towards the stairs with his butler in an arrogant manner.

Oh, a baron who is burdened with a lot of debts and is reluctant to hire even ordinary security personnel actually maintains a butler, a valet, two attendants, two first-class maids, four second-class maids, two laundry maids, a coachman, a horse feeder, a gardener, a cook, and a cook's assistant. For these stupid nobles, decency is more important than anything else... This forces me to waste time learning their weird pronunciation of certain words and their so-called aristocratic accents... Qilingos thought coldly and disdainfully in his heart.

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Backlund, Cherwood District, in a small apartment.

Hugh Dilcher sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Fors Waldau who was reading by the light from the window:

"It's really despairing. Qi Lingos didn't leave any clues. We still can't find out what he wants to do in Backlund."

According to the predetermined plan, they called the police and secretly sent a letter to the police station in charge, describing in detail the strange conditions at the murder scene and the criminal suspected to be Qi Lingos.

The police department's response was not beyond their expectations. They took a cautious approach and directly handed the case over to the "Manufactured Punishers" team.

After a day of preparation, the news that "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Qilingos had infiltrated Backlund spread to all the "law enforcement teams". Xio and Fors also left their original rental place and hid out to conduct a covert investigation.

They don't want to be called back to the police station to assist in the investigation. Whether it's the "Punisher", "Nighthawk", or members of the "Mechanical Heart" team, they are all hostile to Extraordinary People who are not official and regard them as potential criminals.

Therefore, Xio and Fors were not only avoiding the possible pursuit of Qi Lingos, but also avoiding those "law enforcers".

"If it was so easy for us to find out his purpose, Qi Lingos would have been buried in the cemetery long ago, and the tombstone would have been covered with lush weeds." Fors replied calmly, "What we need is patience. As long as this intensive investigation continues, Qi Lingos will inevitably make mistakes. I have to say, a magical item that can change a person's appearance into different ones is really enviable."

Xio hugged his knees with both hands, looked toward the window sill and said:

"I'm just worried that Qilingos will act in a short period of time and escape from Backlund before anyone can react."

"If that happens, I don't know when I can advance to Sequence 8, let alone Sequence 6 or Sequence 5..."

She paused for a few seconds, then whispered absentmindedly:

"I don't even know when I can get back what belongs to our family... I haven't seen my brother for almost a year..."

Fors smiled comfortingly:

"When you have fulfilled your wish, please allow me to write a story about your experience. It will surely be very exciting and interesting."

"Well, in fact, I think that with Miss Audrey's generosity, even if the matter ends like this, she will give us a generous reward. After all, we have been busy for so long, and after all, we made Qi Lingos show up on his own initiative."

"I hope so... Hey, why can't I have any adventures?" Xio scratched his shoulder-length blonde hair.

Fors frowned slightly and said:

"In the extraordinary world, adventures are often accompanied by dangers. I still don't know what the whispers that appear during the full moon mean, and whether they will cause any bad changes. Haha, adventures without danger do exist, but they are very rare. Your wish is really difficult to achieve, unless, unless we can get the favor of the orthodox gods, or the attention of a friendly hidden being. However, it is difficult for us to tell whether this is a disguise of an evil god or a demon."

Xio straightened his back, drew a crimson moon on his chest and said:

"May the goddess protect me!"

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A grand ball is taking place in Duke Negan's mansion in Queen Backlund.

This place is divided into two parts. One is the dance hall, which is located on the ground floor and is paved with gorgeous stone slabs carved with intricate patterns. In the corner, there is an excellent band belonging to the Duke. Going up the stairs in the hall is a circular corridor on the second floor. Guests hold wine glasses, stand in front of the railings, and look down at the dance below, similar to watching fencing activities from the stands. From time to time, gentlemen come up to the ladies or ladies and invite them to dance. If allowed, the two parties will hold hands and walk down the stairs into the hall.

On the other side of the corridor not close to the hall, there are doors one after another, and the backside is basically the guest lounge.

But behind the double doors is a corridor with different plaster statues on both sides, all of which belong to the ancestors of the Negan family.

Walking all the way to the end, you can see another part of the ball. It is also a hall with long tables and various delicacies and fine wines. Another band belonging to the Duke plays melodious and relaxing music for the guests.

In this hall, guests gathered in groups of three or five, sitting or standing, discussing various things. Those who wanted to escape the hustle and bustle for a short while went to the balconies attached to the hall to look out at the scenery in the garden and the red moon in the sky.

Audrey Hall, who had just danced the opening dance, was originally standing on the second floor of the ballroom, staring blankly at the huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling and the candles on it. But when she noticed that many people were eager to come over and invite her to dance, she wisely left the place and stepped onto the corridor leading to the "restaurant".

It was so boring, but I had to join in... Hey, couldn't they just let me sit there and watch quietly? I have to admit, some people have really rich expressions when they dance, which always reminds me of animals courting for mates... Audrey looked down at her toes and walked straight ahead in boredom.

Just then, she saw a figure approaching from the corner of her eye. She hurriedly slowed down her pace, straightened her back, and instantly turned back into the elegant and quiet Miss Hall.

"Hello, Baron Gramire." Audrey greeted with perfect smile and etiquette.

Baron Gramire, who had sparse eyebrows and pale blue eyes, smiled and saluted:

"Hello, Miss Hall, you are the brightest and most dazzling jewel of this ball."

After a few pleasantries, Baron Gramiel walked towards the ballroom, while Audrey continued to approach the "restaurant".

After walking a few steps, she suddenly frowned, her green eyes full of doubts:

"Baron Gramire is a little different than usual..."

"In the past, when he saw ladies and wives who were more beautiful than him, he would look away, not daring to look directly at them, and would constantly steal glances at them... But today, he seemed very confident..."

"Also, the smell of his perfume is wrong. When he attended various parties in the past, he always exuded the base note of the perfume 'Amber', which was pure and light, not ostentatious but noble. In other words, he would spray perfume a few hours in advance so that the top and middle notes could evaporate before the party. But just now, the scent on his body was the middle note of 'Amber', dense, thick and elegant..."

Audrey's pace became slower and slower. As a "spectator" who had completely digested the potion, her keenness to details was unmatched by other extraordinary people.

Suddenly, she thought of a possibility, and her bright green eyes froze:

"Could it be Qi Lingos pretending to be him?"

"'Creeping Hunger' has the ability to change a person's appearance into different forms!"

…

The more Audrey thought about it, the more she felt that this was possible. Her heart suddenly began to beat fast, and she felt nervous and flustered.

"If it really is 'Vice Admiral Hurricane', what does he want to do? It's a pity that I can't bring Susie to this ball, otherwise I can let him secretly observe Baron Gramiel just now... No, I must remind Dad!" Audrey quickened her pace as she thought about it, entered the restaurant, and found Earl Hall who was communicating with the Chief Secretary of the Cabinet and others.

She put on an impeccable smile, walked over, took Earl Hall's arm, and said to the others:

"Gentlemen, can I borrow Lord Hall for a few minutes?"

"Beautiful lady, this is your right." Several gentlemen responded kindly.

Audrey pulled Earl Hall to the nearest balcony, found a secluded corner, and said to her middle-aged, fat father:

"Dad, I have something to tell you."

Earl Hall originally had a doting smile on his face, but when he saw his daughter's serious expression, he also became serious:

"What is it?"

"I just met Baron Gramiel, but he is different from before in some details. For example, the scent of his perfume is the middle note of 'amber', while it used to be the base note. For example..." Audrey said the differences she observed, which can be explained by keenness and carefulness.

After describing what happened just now, she added carefully:

"I heard Viscount Greylint mention that Vice Admiral Hurricane Zillingos has the ability to change into another person's appearance. Isn't he in Backlund recently?"

Count Hall listened quietly, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

But he soon smiled and comforted his slightly flustered daughter:

"I'll take care of it. Go find your mother and stay with her. She's in the lounge in this hall."

"Okay." Audrey nodded obediently.

On the way to the lounge, she looked back at her father and saw Earl Hall whispering something with a noble with a very serious expression.

Audrey's heart was involuntarily hanging in the air again. She felt that she had to do something to prevent her father, mother and brother from getting hurt.

Looking around, she changed direction, left the restaurant, entered a corridor, and found the familiar small prayer room of Duke Negan's house.

She pushed the door open, locked it, looked at the symbol of the Lord of Storms in front of her, and subconsciously found a secluded and dark corner.

Audrey sat down, leaned forward, and clasped her hands against her forehead in a prayer position.

Then she whispered in Hermetic language:

"Fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious master above the gray fog, you are the yellow and black king who controls good luck."

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