In the morning, Shuiwen Road welcomed a new visitor. When the mother of the No. 25 family was roaring and urging her two children to go to school, she happened to see a man and a woman appear on the lawn of the garden next door.
The men wore neat windbreaker dresses, which looked well-made, but the women only wore simple long skirts, like relatives who came to seek refuge from afar.
At least, that's what passers-by who didn't see their faces guessed.
They knocked on Yager's door.
"Knock knock knock."
Hearing the noise, Yager, who had just returned to reality, held down the Kos parasite that had sneaked into the corridor, brought it to justice, and then put it back into the soul space.
Now maybe it’s time to call it a dream space.
According to the introduction of Miss Doll, he roughly understands the abilities he possesses. The dreamland is a location closely connected to his spirituality, perhaps supported by himself, and all the items were originally stored in the storage cabinets in the workshop.
Inside.
It's just that it can be connected to the cabinet alone and taken out quickly.
After cleaning up the mess in the study caused by drinking the potion, he reopened the curtains everywhere and walked down the stairs to the door.
The dark gold door lock turned, and with the soft sound of the lock cylinder, the door was opened neatly.
"Good morning." At the entrance, Green had his unique smile on his face wearing a monocle.
He is the man among the men and women in the garden.
Behind him was Triss Chick, who looked frightened and was shivering in a physical sense!
Apparently some poor witch was caught.
Even though Yager had already understood Amon's style, the scene before him still exceeded his expectations.
How did these two people get together?
He raised his eyebrows: "Good morning. What do you want?"
"It's an agreement we made before. I've already cured the man we brought back from the East District last time, and I'll wait for you to do what you do next."
Green said with deep meaning, staring straight into the eyes of the black-haired young man in front of him.
'Brought back from the East End.'
Hearing this, Yager was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he remembered that this should be Mr. Lenzer Galbi, who unfortunately took an injection of blood medicine in Capping Mansion a few weeks ago.
.
When this gentleman arrived at the Jowood area, his tentacles were dancing wildly.
I didn't expect that Green could actually be cured.
"I understand, wait a minute, I'll go over and deal with it in a minute." He nodded.
By the way, I had to get back the empty tube of injection that was still in Monocle's hand. If nothing else, Amon had definitely studied the remaining blood thoroughly.
Not only that, Mr. Lunze should have asked repeatedly after he recovered.
But I'm not too anxious about this, because
"Then what happened to her? Why did you bring her here?" Yager looked at Triss behind Green and asked in confusion.
When she was mentioned, Triss, who was hiding in a dusty linen dress at the edge of the entrance, trembled strangely, as if she had been persecuted by someone.
It is clear at a glance who this ‘who’ refers to.
Next to him, Green fiddled with his glasses, making the crystal lenses reflect sharply in the sun: "Actually, she has nothing to do with me."
"Ten minutes ago, this witch somehow got into my yard and was still wandering around furtively. So she was caught by Medici who happened to come over."
"She said she came to Shuiwen Road to find you."
"I think she probably remembered the wrong address."
Under the pitying gazes cast by the two high-sequence extraordinary beings, Triss Chike's delicate cheeks pulled a forced smile, and her superficial nod was in line with their conversation.
In fact, her heart was breaking down and roaring.
Damn it, why does a high-sequence person still live next to a high-sequence!!!
Three on one street? Is this fucking reasonable?!
You are just waiting here for an uprising!!
A few minutes later, with a 'click', the door closed again, and only Triss, who was sitting tremblingly at the dining table, and Yager, who had closed the door, were left in the living room.
The hall is particularly bright after opening the curtains.
Yager took out some pieces of letter paper and pens from the cupboard next to the stairs, sat down on the chair opposite Triss, and while preparing to write a letter, he looked at the witch in surprise.
"Why did you come out?"
"We are obviously talking about issues that will be discussed during the New Year, but there is still..." He turned to look at the calendar, "There is still more than a month."
The young man's words seemed to finally pull Triss out of the feeling of being left behind.
Triss, who was standing in front of the yellow and white tablecloth, raised her head and stared at her slender eyes with anger and dare not speak: "By the time of the New Year, my body will have rotted under the royal roses."
"Due to the Backlund smog incident, Edsac and I have both been imprisoned in the manor. They are definitely still planning their next action."
"Moreover, I once tried to escape, but was stopped by the prince's butler! He is not from Edsac. Now, the manor has been completely taken over by him, and there must be royal approval for this. I can't continue to sit still and wait for death."
"So I can only follow the plan and escape first with the help of Talim who you helped me contact."
"For the sake of our previous deal, please help me?"
Her sweet voice has a hint of resentment, clearly revealing the charm of the witch.
It's a pity that the people listening don't know how to appreciate it.
Yager stopped preparing to write a letter, his expression changed slightly, and he slowly repeated Triss's words: "You escaped with the help of that ordinary person."
Something isn't quite right about this.
According to the information he has obtained in the past few days, Triss Chick, as the Happy Witch with the same name as the original Witch, must be another divine vessel for the cult.
Behind Ms. Despair and 0-08, who originally directly controlled the Great Smog, the angel Adam is controlling them.
George III's plan has not yet succeeded.
With all these factors combined, how could Triss be allowed to escape the manor?
Another plan from the royal family and Adam?
Thinking of his many unpleasant encounters in the past, the black-haired young man's eyes showed a hint of displeasure for the nth time.
But this time, there was more thoughtful calculation.
By now, it is obvious what Adam and the royal family hope to accomplish, which is nothing more than an extraordinary promotion ceremony. The cards of both parties have been laid out clearly, and there are no imminent issues to be resolved to hinder his progress.
You can start dealing with the opponent.
After being cheated so many times, it must be his turn to take revenge, right?!
Yager selectively ignored the past that he had ruined the opponent's plans countless times on the spot.
"Have you told the two people next door your name?" He put on a new piece of letter paper, the corners of his lips slightly raised, looking particularly murderous.
The pen quickly slid across the paper, writing strings of black Rune fonts.
"No." Triss shook her head inexplicably, leaning back on the chair charmingly. She was silent for a few seconds, and then couldn't help but ask again, "What are you writing?"
Since the beginning of their conversation, Yager has written two letters.
"I agree to help you with the follow-up."
The black-haired young man finished writing the last word, put the white paper in the envelope, and wrote the recipient's name on the back.
Church of the Storm, collected by Celt Augustus.
(End of chapter)
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