Hagia Sophia Hospital is located at the junction of Fifth Avenue and Fourth Avenue in the heart of Dun Lun City.

Because of his superb skills and superior conditions beyond other hospitals, he is well known by the upper echelons of Dunlun.

At this moment, on the third floor of Hagia Sophia Hospital, the tranquility of the early morning was shattered.

"Hurry up!

Inside the hospital.

A group of healthcare workers wearing masks.

is hurriedly chasing a young man with dark circles, pale skin and a hungry face.

The boy's hair was dry and he was in a trance and kept yelling.

"Catch it! Give him ~ a shot!"

Around the corner, the teenager was crushed to the ground by a paramedic who suddenly appeared from the corner.

No matter how much he screamed, he couldn't break free.

Several other paramedics who ran over held him down on the neck and gave him an injection.

A dim yellow liquid had just been injected into the boy's body.

The young man's originally hideous face instantly became quiet and peaceful.

But the pain still appeared on his face from time to time.

"What the hell happened to Byron?"

Not far away, a meticulous middle-aged man in a black tuxedo and his hair was groomed looked at Byron, who was dragged away by the medical staff, with a worried and gloomy expression.

My son started having nightmares every night since three days ago.

At first, Count Ingersoll didn't pay much attention.

It's just a nightmare, and there's nothing wrong with that.

He even said that he felt that it was a sign of cowardice for a man to be worried because of ethereal dreams, so he also reprimanded his son severely.

But then he became more and more aware that something was wrong.

First of all, the son's expression became more and more dazed, and then he began to be aggressive, even biting his hand.

That's when he realized that things weren't as simple as he thought.

He instructed the servants of the house to tie up his son to the hospital.

Hearing Count Ingersoll's inquiry, the director of the hospital looked a little distressed.

He didn't know what was going on.

Originally, when I met Byron and listened to the Count talk about his lightness.

He thought it was just ordinary mania, and that the nightmares he had every night were just mental stress.

For this symptom, Hagia Sophia Hospital is still very experienced.

Unfortunately, neither electrotherapy nor other means could calm Byron, and now it is even said that he can only rely on the effect of tranquilizers to make him less manic.

"I'm sorry, Count. We can't do anything about Master Byron's illness. "

"No way?"

Ingersoll slammed his cane into the floor, the metal sleeve of the cane clattering against the wooden floor.

"When I sent my son in, you all patted Xiongpu and assured me!

He said he would cure my son's illness! Now you're telling me there's no way?

Do you think I'm a bully?"

Ingersoll's voice grew cold.

He was never a kind and generous man.

The dean was stared at by Ingersoll's forehead in a cold sweat.

He knew the count's ruthlessness better than anyone else.

But no matter how much the Count threatens, what's the use?

Illness is not something you can decide.

It's not that he said yes. At this moment, he really regretted his original promise.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine to take in this world.

"Earl......"

The dean spoke again, his voice a little hoarse:

"Earl, Master Byron's illness. I don't think it's like a disease. "

"What do you mean?"

Ingersoll asked with a frown.

The dean hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak his mind:

"Was Master Byron seduced by the devil or possessed by something bad?"

Ingersoll gave him a serious look, then began to laugh out loud in desperation.

"Are you kidding me? Devil? Bad thing? It's not the Middle Ages! Could it be that I'm going to find a priest to exorcise my son?"

But in the face of Ingersoll's ridicule.

The dean didn't have the slightest expression, he was still so serious.

Seeing that the dean did not react, Ingersoll's smile gradually retracted.

"Are you really? How do you tell if my son is evil?"

The dean shook his head:

"I can't judge, sir, but I think it doesn't matter if something is tried?

Even the great Sir Newton studied theology in his later years.

Are we smarter than Sir Newton?"

Ingersoll stared at the dean again.

For Ingersoll's aggressive gaze, the dean did not avoid it in the slightest, and looked at him very calmly.

After a long time, Ingersoll retracted his gaze:

"I'll think about it. For the past two days, take good care of my son. "

The dean breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, don't look at him so calmly just now, in fact, he was very apprehensive in his heart.

As for the idea of finding a priest, he also has the attitude of giving it a try.

"It's going to drag on for a few more days!"

The dean thought to himself.

However, on the surface, he respectfully promised to take good care of Byron.

......

Get in the car.

Ingersoll was thinking about the Dean's words.

It stands to reason that if someone had ever told him to go to the priest for confession.

He's sure to scoff at it.

I think that person must have something wrong with his brain.

He never believed in retribution.

Otherwise, he would have ruined so many competitors.

Retribution has long come.

But he still lives a good life from time to time? (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He even said that he had just wanted to feed the shark to Shen Hai with this dean who was making a lot of nonsense.

Only in the end, I remembered the meeting I attended in the palace.

I saw another strange and mysterious world.

Sorcerer!

There is also a group of people in this world who hold extraordinary powers. []

"Could this have anything to do with wizards? Maybe I should go to the palace!"

......

The skies in Dunlun always seem to be grey.

Constant rain and smog make up everything in the city.

Perhaps it was the weather that made so many strange stories emerge in this city that began the Industrial Revolution.

In a study at Buckingham Palace.

Queen Isa II sat in a rocking chair, taking a sip of the black tea she had in hand from time to time.

Then he closed his eyes again. Listen to the sound of the rain outside.

0 begging for flowers

This is one of her few hobbies.

Whenever it rains.

She would spend the day in the study quietly.

Either just lie down like this, or read a book.

In the sound of the rain, she doesn't have to think about her husband who is out of the house, and she doesn't have to think about her uncompetitive sons and those irritable government affairs.

At this time, she is the only one, and she can do what she wants to do alone.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door outside, shattering the silence that belonged to Isha II.

This made her feel very irritated, but she took a deep breath:

"Come in!"

Of course, the waiter, who wore a red dress and a black belt around his waist, knew the queen's habits, and he didn't want to come in and disturb him unless he had to.

"Your Majesty, Count Ingersoll has asked to see you. "

"Ingersoll, what is he doing here? not trying to find a way to treat his son. Come to me?"

Isha II thought to herself.

The city of Dunlun is not big, and the noble circle is even smaller.

Of course, the matter of Byron, the son of Ingersoll's family, cannot be hidden.

Many aristocrats were secretly discussing what had happened to Byron.

But none of them have a definite answer.

"Take him to the parlor where I will wait for him. "

"Yes......"

The waiter respectfully stepped back.

Isha II stood up. I sighed as I looked at the drizzle outside the window.

I can't enjoy my alone time today.

As a queen, sometimes she can't do what she wants.

In the living room.

The Earl of Ingersoll sat meticulously upright.

After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to go directly to the palace and ask the queen about the wizard in person.

He didn't wait long.

Isha II walked in.

Count Ingersoll hurriedly got up.

"Don't be restrained, sit down Ingersoll. What did you come to me for?"

Isha II was not dressed up like last time.

Instead, they are dressed very plainly.

If you don't know, you might think of her as an ordinary old lady.

Although Isha II said this, Ingersoll did not relax in the slightest.

Respectfully said:

"That's your majesty. My son Byron has been hospitalized for a long time, and even the hospital is helpless. "

"Is it so serious?"

Isha II's eyes were filled with surprise.

Although she heard that Byron was very ill, she did not expect that it was already helpless.

But shouldn't this matter go to the hospital?

Could it be that he is looking for a royal doctor for the royal family?

"Yes, but the dean of Hagia Sophia told me that perhaps my son is not sick.

It's been invaded by some demon, so ......"

Listening to Ingersoll's words, Isha II was a little stunned.

"Are you looking for a wizard?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. I think maybe a wizard can help my son.

But I don't know much about the wizarding world.

So I can only come to you for help. "

Ingersoll said.

Isha II pondered for a moment.

Ingersoll's request was not that difficult.

But you can't say yes so easily.

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