The first ray of dawn rose from the end of the horizon, penetrated the dense trees, crossed the endless wilderness, fell on the rumbling train, and shone on Boluogo's face through the narrow gap in the curtains.
.
Waves of warmth caressed Boluogo's cheek, causing him to wake up from his deep sleep. He slowly opened his eyes. Boluogo was stunned for a few seconds, then blinked hard, and squeezed his face with both hands, as if
Scrub off the hard ice that has solidified on it.
Boluogo slept in a sitting position all night, and his whole body was stiff. He got up from his seat and stood there and briefly moved his body.
Others are still asleep, or may be awake, but don't want to come out.
After the incident last night, Bologg asked Duva to go to sleep in his room, while Bologg was responsible for keeping vigil... In fact, there was nothing to keep vigil with. With Lebius here, with his powerful etheric perception, few people could
Approach here silently.
Even so, Boluogo stubbornly stayed and sat here all night, meditating.
According to Uriel, for this operation, the Field Service Department dispatched several action teams, and the Crow's Nest cooperated to spread a lot of fraudulent intelligence.
Obviously, last night's attack was the result of successful fraudulent intelligence. It is currently unclear how the Zongge Orchestra knew the movements of the Bureau of Order. At least before arriving at the Free Port, Boluogo and his party should not encounter any other incidents.
Is it really so?
As soon as Boluogo closed his eyes, he thought of the blood-stained and broken window.
After inspecting the entire train, Boluogo found nothing unusual. Even the smell of decay that he smelled before had long since disappeared.
There were no demons, no hostile condensers, and no abnormal information, but Boluoge just couldn't let go.
The fighting broke out concentratedly at the rear of the car, and even the demons died in this area. But in several carriages further away, fighting seemed to have broken out.
A demon who broke away from the team?
There is a certain possibility that the demon is completely dominated by hunger, rarely has moments of sanity, and has difficulty obeying orders. It is not impossible to attack unconscious passengers in order to satisfy its hunger.
And then... someone killed the demon.
The other party must be well aware of the existence of demons and the difference between them and ordinary people. After the battle, he also specially handled the scene.
Boluogo repeatedly inspected and found nothing. Is the opponent's rank higher than his? In this case, it is impossible for Lebius not to notice, so there is only one possibility left.
The other party is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who has the ability to hunt demons.
It may sound surprising to others, but Bologg thinks this is nothing. Before becoming a Sublime Master, Bologg had the ability to hunt demons.
No... the other party may be better than Boluogo. Boluogo has an immortal body, which allows him to give it a try without any scruples, but the other party is only a mortal body. Every time he fights with the devil, there are
Possibility of death.
This requires extraordinary courage.
"Good morning, Borrogo."
Aimu opened the door and greeted Bologg. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat down next to Bologg.
Because he can dream, Aimu likes to sleep very much. For a rational machine, chaotic dreams are a novel experience that he has never had before. No matter how many times he tries, he never gets bored.
After waking up for a few minutes, Aimu then asked, "Are you okay if you haven't slept? I just said you should let that Dua sleep on the chair..."
"It's nothing," Boluogo shook his head, "I'm just thinking about something."
Boluogo's eyes shuttled between the carriages. In addition to Boluogo and the others, there was an ordinary person with the ability to hunt demons on this train. Because the other person was an ordinary person, Boluogo was stunned for a moment.
There is actually no ability to find the other party.
never mind.
Boluogo whispered in his heart that his first priority now was to search for the tenth group and regain the original things. He could not share his energy with these unknown events.
Opening the curtains, bright light shone into his eyes, dispersing the haze in the carriage. Bologna would have to spend a long time on the train.
…
"So who are you anyway?"
Early in the morning, in the restaurant car, the girl's mouth was full of food and her voice was unclear.
"Don't talk while eating."
Irwin whispered, not wanting to break the silence of the restaurant. As soon as he finished speaking, Irwin's expression twitched, he picked up a tissue and sneezed loudly.
The girl sat opposite and laughed endlessly.
Irwin frowned, as soon as he saw the girl, he felt an endless sense of absurdity in his heart.
She had just experienced a life-and-death fight with demons last night. Irwin killed three demons with brutal means in front of her. A normal person's reaction would be to scream, but she just vomited... This is still innocent.
It's a physiological reaction. Psychologically, this guy has no problem at all.
No, only when there is no problem at all can there be a big problem.
The girl's psychological quality was so strong that when he thought of the crucial rescues the girl made during the fight, Irwin felt confused. What on earth had he encountered? Are all young people today like this?
Are you so capable of accepting new things? And your mentality is so great?
After encountering the condenser, the girl covered herself with her coat and fell asleep calmly. The girl's sleep quality was very good, and she woke up in a daze at dawn.
As for Irwin…
Irwin woke up from the cold several times in the middle of the night, tried to get his coat back several times, and thought about it, but now Irwin suspected of having a cold.
Sure enough, I am still getting old. I remember when I was young, I swam in the sea all night, and when I climbed ashore, I was still alive and kicking.
"It's not really what I think, is it?"
The girl swallowed the food and rubbed her hands excitedly, "Retired killer?"
"And those are your enemies? A revenge drama?"
"Shut up." In order to silence the girl, Irwin gave her his share of food. "After finishing my food, we will go our separate ways."
Irwin likes to be alone, no matter what time. He has lived alone for a long time. Even if he meets any interesting people on the journey, Irwin will take the initiative to leave after being together for a period of time.
Irwin doesn't like separation, so he will leave before he has the emotion that is difficult to let go.
"Break up?" The girl shook her head vigorously, "No, no, no, you have also seen the cooperation between us. We are simply a perfect partner."
"I can help you. We have killed enemies together. We are teammates on the same front now, right?"
Irwin looked at the girl expressionlessly, his meaning was very clear.
"You...you're not going to kill me to silence me, are you?"
The girl pretended to be panicked, her eyes wandering around. This could not deceive Irwin.
"Then what should I do? What if a killer comes to kill me? You are the one who killed me. I...I have saved your life!"
The girl hesitated, but in the end she had no choice but to confess.
"Okay, okay, I just ran away from home because I had a conflict with my family."
"Where are you going?"
"Freeport."
"Why go there?"
"Because my sister is there," the girl said with great energy when she mentioned her sister. "My sister is very good to me, better than others. I want to live with my sister."
Irwin understood that this time the girl did not lie, her eyes were full of truth.
"May I have your name."
Irwin felt that he had asked this question many times, but every time the girl would find various ways to escape.
"I won't tell you," the girl said. "My family has told me not to tell my name to strangers."
Irwin's expression briefly twisted and he coughed hard.
This bastard just helped him kill the three-headed demon last night. In the girl's words, they were comrades on the same front and partners for the rest of the journey. But she pretended to be a good kid and said she couldn't tell strangers their names.
Irwin just wanted to get rid of the girl as soon as possible, "After seeing your sister, we will say goodbye."
The girl said unexpectedly, "Ah... I thought you would abandon me when you arrived at the free port."
"Freeport is not a good place. You might be sold to the Kogadel Empire the next day as soon as you get off the train."
Irwin is familiar with Freeport. He spent a lot of time there when he was young and was sold to others several times. Those experiences were terrible.
To make matters worse, those cattle and sheep were worth more than Irwin, which made Irwin doubt his own value.
The girl was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help but said, "Irwin, you are such a good person."
"I just uphold noble principles and work hard for it..."
Irwin's eyes changed mid-sentence, "How do you know my name?"
"Huh? Isn't this your note?"
The girl lifted Irwin's notes from her arms and opened the first page, which was Irwin's signature.
Irwin Fleischer.
Seeing his precious notes in the girl's hands, Irwin immediately became angry. The girl undoubtedly touched Irvin's bottom line, but before the anger was released, the girl said something that Irwin had never thought of.
"So...are you a poet?"
The girl looked at Irwin seriously. She didn't notice that her behavior aroused Irwin's anger. She was just curious, like a deer in the wild who poked its head into a human tent.
"poet?"
For a moment, Irwin's anger disappeared. He took a long breath and affirmed.
"Yes, I am a poet."
"Um……"
The girl nodded as she opened the notes and pointed to one of the pages, "So it's me that's written here, right?"
"Uh-huh!"
Irwin became embarrassed, not to mention angry, and now he was still a little ashamed. The image he imagined about the girl was written in it, as for the girl's actual situation.
Irwin knew nothing about the girl, not even her name.
"If you feel this is an invasion of your privacy, I can tear this page out."
In fact, there is no privacy at all. It is more of Irwin's fantasy. He fantasizes about everyone's image and understands their true side, feeling the gap between fantasy and reality.
"No, I think it's pretty good."
The girl read Irwin's fantasy version of herself with a light voice, as if she was telling an ancient story.
"On the dark platform, she is so bright, like the only color in a black and white movie... I can't understand this girl, she is so weird, like a deer walking out of a fairy tale, you can only see her in the dense forest
The figure shuttles back and forth, but can never catch up with her..."
The girl closed the note and handed it back to Irwin.
Her burgundy eyes stared at Irwin, and her voice was as clear as if she was the only voice left in the world.
"Do you know Cinderella?"
"How could I not know this well-known fairy tale?"
"I love that fairy tale... Cinderella!"
Irwin remembered this name. It was the Cinderella who was favored by fate in the fairy tale.