"You will understand what you have to pay at this time..."
The dim candlelight disperses the darkness.
The breeze was blowing on the terrace, exquisite pastries were placed on the round table, and Claire, who was wearing a new bandage, was sitting at the table.
Lu Li sat on a wooden chair piled high with several books and let Claire tie a black bow similar to the color of his fur around his neck.
The scene in front of me was like a tea party carefully arranged by a little girl for her pet.
The good news is that these foods are not made from gravel and soil. The bad news is that Lu Li is not a real cat.
"Is it?"
The lizard maid who brought the pastries exited the terrace, and Claire looked at its back.
What finally made Lu Li acquiesce was Claire's excuse that it would help her regain her humanity. She had contacted the Swamp Mother and became a new reserve member of "Afternoon Tea".
Wait until you return to the land of light and become a regular person.
And the true-seeing eyes were hidden under the bow, close to the hair, allowing Lu Li to spy on weird souls at any time.
"no."
This lizard maid has no soul inside her body.
"The thirty-seventh one, one-third of my maids... only two have souls." Claire put the cut pieces of pastry on the dinner plate and handed it to Lu Li's mouth: "Does it mean that the late night in ordinary weirdness
Are there not many survivors in the city?”
"There is another possibility." The black cat raised its beard and bit into a piece of pastry to prevent the hair from being stained with butter.
For example, their souls have died...
It is not difficult to confirm, as long as they find the survivors of Midnight City whose souls are dissipating.
"About them...how are you going to treat them?" Claire enjoyed the process of feeding Lu Li.
"They are already weird without their souls."
According to the agreement, Lu Li would let these soulless bodies rest in peace.
"What I want to ask is... what about the weird ones with souls?" Claire tied up a small piece of sausage and handed it to Lu Li: "Not everyone has many common memories and imprints with you like me. How do you convince those strangers?
soul?"
"Crossing the river while throwing stones forward." Lu Li answered.
Lu Li has no way. But if the gardener can restore his memory, maybe he can. If the gardener can't, let the farmer restore his memory...
Throwing stones into the river one after another will always reveal a stone path above the river that can be barely crossed.
As breakfast time, or rather Claire's feeding time came to an end, the merchant brought today's morning newspaper.
"The Exorcist Lu Li Falls in Midnight City"
Today's news from the Diju Ren Commercial Daily is eye-catching enough, and the efficiency will increase by dozens of percentage points.
The content is the investigation results of the Earth-dweller Trading Company: they traced Lu Li's whereabouts from the old sewer to Midnight City, and found that Lu Li came to the viscount's territory just like in "The Sunken Land", and was eaten by one of the lord's gardeners.
"Did they believe it?"
"That's not important. What's important is that the Dijuren Commercial Bank has an explanation: To the public, my "death" has nothing to do with them. To Toad Weird, there is someone else who "killed" me."
Moreover, the Viscount and his subordinates are considered potential allies of Lu Li. Regardless of whether they are harboring Lu Li or not, they are looking for trouble in a strange way: take Lu Li away, and the Dijuren Trading Company will renounce their relationship. After confirming that Lu Li is dead, the Dijuren Trading Company will also renounce their relationship.
The stupid Dijuren Trading Company rarely did something that couldn't find any flaws.
Now they are still waiting and watching. The evidence is that the merchant Anthony is still detained in the Earthly Resident Trading Company.
Swamp Mother is trying to exchange for Trader Anthony at a price. Currently, the Earth-dwelling Commercial Bank has not completely relented: they are offering a redemption price of 500,000 strange currencies for Trader Anthony.
The Swamp Mother rejected them, and this was the only trade volume in the Gavina Underground City in the Land of Light in the past six months.
The price entanglement will continue for a while, and Swamp Mother is using other methods to force the Dweller Trading Company to submit, such as encroaching on the Dweller Trading Company's power in trade points or allies' territories through price wars.
For example, the weird meat produced in the Land of Light is really one pound per pound, with no water, no gravel, no shell, and no freezing. For example, the fluorescent fruit, a practical product that is both edible and usable, is widely praised by humans and alien species.
The news from the Weiner Underground City is that the Earth dweller newspapers have driven up the sales of "The Sunken Land", but the old sewers that were withdrawn from the trade points have long been monopolized by the Earth dweller trading companies, including pirated copies of "The Sunken Land"
print.
You can hardly expect a weird being to respect copyright.
"Should we remind the gardener?" Claire wiped the corners of Lu Li's mouth with a tissue.
"Well, and it's best to let the Viscount know about it."
The power of weirdness is always difficult to measure, so Lu Li can only simply rank them: the Earth-dwelling Trading Company does not want to provoke the strange force of the toad, and the strange force of the Toad may be stronger than the trading bank. The Earth-dwelling Trading Company does not dare to provoke the Viscount, who may also be stronger than the trading bank.
So the Viscount and Toad's weird powers are barely equal.
In this case, the gun theory will become extremely important: just like Claire once easily killed the chef in an instant, victory usually belongs to the one who pulls the trigger first.
If you don't want to suffer heavy losses due to the surprise attack by the strange toad forces, it's best for the Viscount to be prepared.
"What do you want to do?" Claire asked.
"Do you have any ideas?" Lu Li asked.
"My wisdom has been lost with my memory. Little Lemi's cat head is smarter than mine."
Lu Li gave up and forced Claire, who didn't want to think, "Make some moves around the bloody farmland to alert the farmer. As long as it's not slow, it will tell the Viscount the situation."
"Wouldn't it be better if I just tell my mother directly?"
"The farmer is at the outermost edge of the territory and has no connection with us. His discovery will not be doubted and the effect will be better."
"I will... no, go now."
No one is more suitable to do it than Claire. She can avoid prying eyes from the ground and at the same time know the distribution of the Viscount's power.
After leaving, Claire quickly returned to the terrace and told Lu Li to leave enough traces on the edge of the farm, so all that was left was to wait.
In the evening, temporarily named "One" and "Two" by Claire, the lizard maids with souls brought news from the castle: the farmer's servants came to the castle not long ago and reported that they found sneaky traces on the edge of the farmland, which seemed to be the same as the previous visit.
The local people have the same origin
This was just the farmer's guess, but it happened to help Lu Li.
The bat monster left the castle in the gloomy night. Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Li and Claire quietly came to the cemetery and met the gardener and the soul huddled deep in the deformed body.
The good news is that the gardener is indeed one of his own, the bad news is that Lu Li doesn't recognize this soul.
Not the Ole Lorenzo you imagined.
With doubts, Lu Li and Claire returned to the mansion.
"I will use my dreams to look back on my memories to find."