HP Approaches the Magic World

As someone who used a false identity to sneak in, Jon wasn't worried that he would have any big problems.

Unless it is a very big etiquette issue, it will not be noticed by others. Just find your position before getting off the car. After all, there are three levels of nobles, so if you find your position correctly, you will be less likely to be seen through.

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He wasn't too worried about this issue.

Being able to successfully sneak in means that someone has opened the back door for him, and the person who can open the back door at this time must not be ordinary. There is a high probability that he is the god Osiris, but opening the back door at this time is detrimental to himself.

An act unless he is not the ultimate beneficiary of the entire action.

Then Osiris is not the profiteer, so who is the final instigator?

There is no answer to this question yet, but this final instigator should be very close to Osiris, so much so that Osiris became his proxy.

But it seems that Osiris himself doesn't agree with some of the plans.

The dark atmosphere around him became heavier and heavier, and Jon began to hear voices coming from all directions. These voices were passed around him, and they should come from other carriages and horses.

Originally, the carriage could provide some protection for him, but now it's no longer possible in a place like this.

Especially when the car has stopped.

Those dark auras are peeking out from all directions, and I don't know what kind of terrifying monster the source is.

When the car stopped again, Jon knew he had to get off.

Having already arrived at a place like this means that it is not too far away from the final destination, and the final place they want to go is in the palace. It would be rude to not get off the car when they get here.

If you do something disrespectful in a place like this, there is only one word for it: death.

He took a deep breath, and after the monster driver opened the curtain for a few breaths, he stepped out of the car.

In such an environment, the gloves on his hands naturally emerged, but they were not in the style of gloves.

But some kind of... cloth wrapped around the hand?

The red rope tied around his wrist was silently blended into the strips of cloth, and several precious gems appeared on his neck and head the moment he got out of the car.

He looked like a real young nobleman. Under the influence of these gems, no one could see his face clearly.

The waiter who had been waiting in front of the carriage did not show any signs of impatience. He seemed to be welcoming a real nobleman and showed a charming smile when Jon came down.

"Master Priest, please come with me."

In just one sentence, Jon quickly identified where he was now and his identity.

He glanced back, looked at the number of carriages behind him and the number of carriages in front of him, did some calculations, and then made a summary based on his current identity as a priest, and quickly came to a conclusion.

He is about a mid-level nobleman, not a high priest.

The standard for classifying nobles in ancient Egypt is very strange. They were a country ruled by the Pharaoh, and then there were many ministers and nobles of the country... They did not show much power and status, but they were governed by these ministers.

It evolves based on their status. If their position is good, then the corresponding status will rise with the tide.

In this small world, it is obviously the same. After all, gods are in the minority. Although other beings in the world have magical powers, they also have to be restricted in the kingdom of gods.

This is the divine kingdom of the ancient Egyptian pantheon.

At this point, the danger has just begun.

As Jon moved forward, he gradually met other nobles.

There were men and women among these nobles, and everyone was dressed very exquisitely, but Jon could see that beneath their exquisite appearance, there was a very strong dark aura hidden.

There are also many people like Jon who use special means to cover their faces.

At this point, their path stopped temporarily.

Because there are guards in the palace who are checking people's identities.

Although he knew that he had a pass from Osiris, Jon still couldn't help but become nervous.

Fortunately, the investigation was much simpler than he thought.

He also ignored his current status. With his status as a priest in ancient Egypt, he would never be treated too rudely.

After all, no matter which temple the priest is, he has the ability to reach heaven. If this ability is used well, he will soon be appreciated by the superiors. What's more, the gloves on Jon's hands have already shown that

his identity.

A temple dedicated to the hands of Osiris during his lifetime is definitely not something to be underestimated. This is the underworld.

And that king is Pluto.

It's just that after the interrogation, it's not the most important thing. He needs to get into his proper position. But this is the first time Jon has come here, so he doesn't know what his position is.

The waiter who had led him before had no idea where he was going after he came in.

"Sir, are you lost?"

The woman's charming voice rang from his ears. Jon turned his head and saw that she was a very beautiful woman with a strange aroma, like rosin.

"Thank you for your concern. I just suddenly wanted to stop here."

Jon felt that the position he was standing in was not in the way of others, so he didn't think that the woman was just simply concerned.

Faced with such sudden kindness, the biggest solution is to ignore her.

The woman obviously saw Jon's rejection and didn't bother her too much. She just smiled and walked forward.

Jon was still waiting where he was, and when there were suddenly fewer people coming in, he waved a waiter over and explained what he meant.

The waiter is a little strange, but there are often people like this among nobles, and it is not particularly unusual to deliberately find ways to make things difficult for the waiter for fun.

Besides, it's just leading the way. It's not appropriate to say it's making things difficult.

Jon followed the waiter, shuttled through the darkness, and reached his final destination, an extremely spacious hall.

Many of the nobles who had been interrogated with him outside had already found their own seats to sit down, and some had already begun to eat meat.

The posture is quite elegant.

Jon searched around, but did not find the noblewoman who just spoke to him. He did not deliberately look for anyone, but quietly found a less noticeable location and sat down.

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Now, it's time to wait.