The black card lies quietly on the wooden table, the light of the setting sun shines on the card through the glass window, and the black card seems to suck all the light in, deep and quiet, making people feel a little cold inexplicably.

Joe looked down and looked at the black card quietly.

Of course, it wasn't the first time he had heard of the name of El, and at the beginning of the month, in the claustrophobic place, he learned of the existence of the El Order.

Including the sale of the Wall Chapter to the Delenn Empire, which was sold for a sky-high price.

Including their person in charge of the transaction and Rafa got into a big fight, and both of them were killed.

It's just that Qiao really didn't expect that even Her Majesty the Empress was faintly jealous of the El Organization would invite him to join.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Joe's mind.

He looked up at Sherlock, out of Crimson' instinct, and he didn't feel any malice in Sherlock.

"Why did you invite me?" Joe asked Sherlock very seriously.

"Just like a seed that is sown in your hand, it may bloom into a beautiful flower or grow into a giant tree." Sherlock shrugged his shoulders easily: "Do it casually, maybe there is a surprise?" ”

He clicked on the card on the table and pushed it in Joe's direction: "It just so happens that I still have a disciple place, and it just so happens that I met you, and I just think that you are very suitable for both your potential and the strength you have now." ”

'Potential'!

'The strength you have now'!

Joe snorted.

In terms of potential, the physical strength he now showed was no more than 400,000 pounds, which was already a record-breaking terrifying strength that shocked countless people. And his true raw strength is as high as 4.1 million pounds.

When it comes to potential, Joe is confident.

And the 'strength that I have now'...... Joe glanced out the window at the boundless storm.

To put it bluntly, in the entire southern district of the Delen Empire, Joe belongs to one of the very small groups at the top of the pyramid.

"Without a doubt, I'm certainly a good candidate." Joe looked at Sherlock proudly and confidently, "If I join El, then what do I need to bear?" ”

"You don't have to take any responsibility, let alone any obligation, just be happy." Sherlock smiled lightly: "It's as if I invited you to be my disciple, whether you want to or not, in Donglu's words, follow the fate, don't force it." ”

"Including after you join the El, if there is something you want to accept, you will accept it, and if you are not willing to accept it, you will resign...... If you are satisfied with the reward, you will accept it, and if you are not satisfied with the reward, you can refuse...... You can accept that it is safe and worry-free, and you can ignore it if it is too dangerous. ”

Joe looked at Sherlock puzzled: "In this way, in fact, it doesn't make much difference whether I join or not...... I'm young, I'm rich, my family is powerful, my family loves me very much, I'm carefree, I'm leisurely and happy, what is the point of me joining Al? ”

"There is no point in joining Al." Sherlock looked at Joe steadfastly, "But I suggest that you should join." ”

Sherlock waved his hand to stop Joe's next words, and he said very seriously: "Joining the El, this matter itself has no meaning, many members of the El, they have been first-level disciples all their lives, until they are old, until they die. ”

"But Al, it's a key."

Joe narrowed his eyes: "What is the use of this key?" ”

Sherlock took the pipe in his mouth and gently placed it on the wooden table: "Tulun Harbor is too small, you should see the wider world." ”

"The world you see before your eyes, you think you've seen it for what it is. But perhaps, you have to push open a door before you can see that the world is truly ...... Authentic! ”

Sherlock reached out and pushed the black card all the way to the edge of the table, right under Joe's chin.

"Before I came, I judged that you had a ninety-nine percent chance of becoming my disciple...... When you lift that heavy barbell in public at your bar mitzvah and then can't help but spin it a few times overhead, I know that you have a 99 percent chance of becoming my disciple. ”

"Joe, you're young, you're impulsive, you're full of ......"

Jo waved his hand impatiently, interrupting Sherlock's emotional remarks.

"Don't talk this nonsense, when I was studying...... Ahem, ahem...... Don't mention this. I mean, wouldn't you be happy to be your disciple with someone as good as me? ”

Sherlock was stunned for a moment, then he smiled wryly and nodded, "Of course, I will even feel honored." ”

"So......" Joe put his right hand in front of Sherlock, rubbed his thumb, index finger and middle finger quickly, and then rubbed it again.

Sherlock shook his head with a wry smile, took out two folded pieces of white paper from the hidden pocket on his chest, and gently placed them in front of Joe.

"One is some basic introduction to the El Organization, and I can't reveal much to you because you are only a first-level disciple. Join Al and explore on your own, wishing you success and pleasure. ”

"The second one is a small gift I prepared before I came, and it should fit your mind very well."

"So, leave it at that. I came to Tulun for two months to stay in the port for the sake of the Vol Chapter deal, and now that the deal is complete, it's time for me to leave...... If you need to find me, you can write (^_^) to 221 Baker Street in the royal capital of the Ice Sea Kingdom! ”

Sherlock grabbed the bowler hat that hung from the back of his chair, picked up the small pipe on the wooden table, bowed slightly to Joe, and turned away.

Walking to the door of the private room, Sherlock suddenly turned around: "I forgot one thing...... Vilenya was another disciple of mine. In the entire southern part of the Delen Empire, I am the only one who is a disciple...... My dear Joe, your family is in great power, and you can take care of her if you wish. ”

"Vilenya, what a lovely little girl!"

Sherlock tilted his head, smiled, opened the private room door, and walked out.

"Hell...... Vilenya? Your disciples? She's El's man? Jo's eyes widened, and he remembered Miss Ville, who lived on Palm Tree Street, and the pile of wealth in the secret compartment of her safe, and the crystal balls on the pile of bills!

"Oh, poor Lord Anan...... He was able to leave the port of Tulum safe and sound, which is really the protection of his ancestors! ”

"The largest intelligence organization in Medeland? Your Majesty, if you know, the data of the naval survey has been stored for several days in the hands of the disciples of the largest intelligence organization in Metland...... Dare to ask your feelings......"

Then, Joe grabbed the black card in front of him a little melancholy.

"Well, I believe that Miss Vilenya's moral standards ...... She shouldn't have peeked at those materials, right? It's not the original material, so it's useless to peek at it! ”

"But it's inevitable, perhaps, at this moment, there is a fleet sailing towards those three continents in the wind and waves?" Joe rolled his eyes, covered his heart with his right hand, and whispered, "O merciful Mutes, may you bless the Empire!" But...... Is this the responsibility of the Navy? Ah, the responsibility of Freette and Heniway? ”

"Merciful Mutesthe, I take back what I just said, this time, you don't have to bless the Empire...... Go and bless the enemies of the Imperial Navy! I wish them all the best and all the best! ”

As the sun set outside the window, Joe lit the candle on the wooden table and picked up the first document.

As Sherlock said, it's just some of the most basic information about El. The first-level member disciple, the second-level member craftsman, and the third-level member master, the information introduces the title of the most basic third-level member of the El, and the meaning of this title.

Disciples, ignorant and ignorant children.

A craftsman is a child with a certain knowledge and ability.

Master, more knowledge, but confined to the strange circle of more knowledge and more ignorance, a childish who feels pain and confusion.

"Knowledge ......" Joe's face darkened...... Talk to him about knowledge?

"Huh? Is there a semi-public club of the El organization in Port Tulum? Joe muttered a message on a blank sheet of paper. The most basic three-level member profile, then an address, and that's it.

As for that club...... Joe's face was a little odd.

'Mask Cat Club', which is famous in Tulun Port, is a carnival place infested by all kinds of red men, green women, wild bees and butterflies. Those coquettish writers, promiscuous poets, singers and dancers who can't close their legs, artists who shrug their hips day and night, as long as they have a little spare money in their hands, they will go to the 'Mask Cat Club' to get drunk and dream and squander their lives.

In the 'decent family' of Tulun Port, the elders will warn their juniors - good boys, stay away from the 'mask cat'!

Sending the note to the candle flame and burning the white paper to ashes, Joe opened the second document, and then his eyes widened and he whistled hard.

"Oh, quack, don't dance......" Qiao seriously, read the information on the white paper three times seriously, word by word, and then jumped up suddenly, his right foot touched the ground, and in the private room, light, like a ballerina, lightly turned in place more than a dozen times.

"Dear Kikyo, Kikyo ......," Joe cried out.

'Huh', Lan Kikyo came out of the room directly...... The windows of the private room were closed, the doors were closed, and God knows how he suddenly broke into the private room.

However, Joe was accustomed to the elusiveness of Lan Kikyo, he handed the white paper in his hand to Lan Kikyo, and said in a deep voice: "Dear Kikyo, go here to investigate, I don't think the honorable Lord Sherlock will deceive me...... Go, go, hurry up and see if there's something wrong over there. ”

Lan Bellflower glanced at the smooth and gorgeous flower characters on the white paper, raised his eyebrows, and jumped back slightly, and the whole person disappeared into a shadow cast by the coat rack, and disappeared without a trace in a snap of his fingers.

Joe burned the second piece of white paper to ashes, and he thought for a while, took out a pocket watch from his small pocket and looked at the time.

"Seven hours? In time, in total...... Aha! ”

"Dear Highness, beautiful young lady, let's play a little game!"