At the 'Aphasia' bar, Sylvia walked out of the bar door and saw the beggar sitting and lying next to him. Thinking of her mission, she kicked him awake.
The beggar thought that the bar was cleaning up the garbage and threw it out. He stood up quickly and found that a young man in his twenties was looking at him jokingly. He became angry and punched Sylvia.
Ervia pushed the beggar down with a side kick and said condescendingly:
"Squatting here all day long might starve to death one day, or be driven around like a lost dog. Don't you have anything to say?"
Sylvia saw this man squatting here when he came, but he didn't expect that he was still there now. An almost instinctive thought came to his mind, and he simply instigated a cannon fodder to find a way forward for him.
The beggar said angrily, "None of your business."
"Looking at how thin you are, have you been driven away and suppressed? Or have you been betrayed and deceived by your friends?" Sylvia saw some bruises on the beggar's hands and feet, and the skin under his clothes was relatively fair, maybe from just now.
Fallen soon.
"Don't you want revenge? If you close your eyes, won't those images torture you? If you want revenge, just follow me." After Sylvia left, the beggar sat back, his eyes wandering, thinking about something.
Sylvia didn't pay too much attention to it. If he looked for more people, there would always be a few. Thinking that he had to find the task of escaping the traitor and a special person made him feel big. That special person should be able to kill him casually.
, but he had to do it for subsequent promotions, which was one of the reasons why he wanted to find cannon fodder.
He took out the pocket watch in his pocket. There was only one pointer on the watch, which kept swinging slightly in one direction. "It looks like it's probably over there." Sylvia followed the guidance.
It was a rare occasion for Voss to come to see Celia off to Pulitzer University today, mainly because his uncle asked him to come because the two families live close to each other.
Scattered students were coming in and out of the school gate, and there were some small vendors and coffee shops nearby. A young-looking man in formal attire and a top hat also walked in pushing a bicycle. This made Voss a little strange.
Isn’t it strange that it’s uncomfortable to ride a bike dressed like this?
Celia greeted the man, "Good morning, Professor Aloysius."
"Good morning, Celia, who is this gentleman?"
"Hello, professor, I am..." Voss didn't finish his sentence.
"He is my soon-to-be fiancé, Voss Frederic Brudenell, you can just call him Voss." Celia said quickly, she came back just for this, and she couldn't work harder.
"Are you sure? I'll go in first, and I'll have my class later." Aloysius smiled and walked in quickly.
"This teacher doesn't look like a local, and his accent is a bit unfamiliar," Voss said casually.
"Professor Aloysius seems to be a scholar from Lundberg, the capital of knowledge. There is nothing strange about the exchanges of scholars between universities. Have you suffered from an occupational disease again?"
"It doesn't matter if you pay attention. After all, you are here too."
"Hi Celia, what a coincidence."
The familiar voice, if Celia heard it correctly, should be Pulitzer One and Juris and the others, just in time to knock and stop harassing her. The following Juris and the others chased after them, but the leader Juris was a bit agitated.
Tired, not as radiant as before.
Juris, who came up, saw Voss next to him clearly, and his expression changed. Theo and Otli behind him were also stunned for a moment, but Rick was the only one who didn't understand.
"Good morning! Yuris." Voss said.
"Good morning, Voss, long time no see."
"Didn't we meet at the last dinner? How long has it been?" Voss obviously didn't like the playboy in front of him. He kept coming to pester his sister Mary. It is estimated that Celia was also harassed by him.
"Really..." Yuris was a little embarrassed.
Celia took Vos's hand and said, "Uris, I'm getting engaged to Vos. Remember not to be absent."
"Really? Congratulations." Yuris said as he returned to his usual self.
Celia left here with Voss and walked towards a teaching building. Juris and the others continued walking towards their goal. Theo said, "Juris, it seems that you have little chance."
"I hate him very much. He keeps coming to obstruct me. I just need to stay away from him when I see him in the future." Yuris said a little sadly.
"Even without him, Earl Brudenell would not agree with you and Mary. He knows very well." Theo didn't know who he was talking about.
"Let's go, just wait and see."
The few people walked leisurely, and Rick was still a little confused. He hadn't seen the person just now. That person actually made the men in front of him lose their temper. After hearing about Earl Brudenell, most of his doubts disappeared.
No more, you have to use magic to defeat magic.
Otley on the side saw that Rick had some doubts and took the initiative to say: "That man just now is the nephew of Earl Brudenell. It's normal that you don't know."
"Thank you for your answer, Ottley."
"It's nothing between friends. Is there any news?"
"It should be available tonight. I saw she sent a girl to Chenham Academy this morning."
Oatley patted Rick and said, "It's rare to be so concerned about Juris. We all like you as a friend."
In a room in a shabby bar on East Shik Street, Herminia, wrapped in a white robe, sat on the sofa opposite Sadie, with a few wet drops of water hanging from her blond hair.
"You don't need to do this. It's too dangerous. What if there is a high-sequence expert in their family and they are discovered."
"Don't worry, I know how to proceed step by step. By the time they find out, we won't be able to find us. And I won't go to their homes. If I don't deal with them, some of the preliminary plans will not be implemented. I will use my identity as an employee to enter Pulitzer
It’s easy to find someone from a university, but it’s difficult to get the token back without disturbing people, and we need to know the exact location of the token.”
"Be careful, don't do anything, don't appear in the eyes of their family, they are all watching." Sadie warned.
"I'm not that stupid, and the aura of God is not easily seen." Herminia played with the center pendant and smiled.
After Hermione sent the two sisters to school, she received a task. She came to the single-family building and said to the policeman who was leading the way, "Wait outside first. I'll tell you to come in."
Hermione walked directly to the floor of the room where the accident occurred. Recently, there have been more and more abnormal events. Something important was about to happen. Hermione had a headache thinking about it, so she stopped thinking about it. The end is coming soon, so
It's normal, and I have forgotten what the end of the world will be. It seems that I can't let myself remember it now.
There was indeed an aura of erosion inside. Hermione controlled the spider silk to open the separate door lock on the floor, and condensed a layer of ice wall in front.
"I heard it, I heard God's response. God really does exist in this world."
A shadow appeared in front of the ice wall. There was an evil spirit here. No wonder people outside couldn't open the door. Fortunately, they didn't let it out.
"Of course there are gods in this world! You can rest in peace."
Hermione quickly broke the ice wall and walked towards the evil spirit. The evil spirit kept floating around in the corridor inside. When she heard this answer, she jumped towards Hermione very excitedly.
"Finally someone understands me, come and accompany me!"
A burst of murmurs made Hermione feel dazed for a moment. The evil spirit stopped its urge to approach Hermione and began to become crazy, spinning around on the wall.
"What a beautiful sound!"
Hermione calmed down. She didn't expect that this thing could actually affect her. It seemed that no ordinary evil god responded to him.
"Did that voice come to you from God? What's His name?" Hermione was a little curious and turned into a little expert in committing suicide.
The evil spirit flew back after admiring himself for a while, and his outline in life could still be barely discerned.
"Of course, He is the Voice of God, He is the incarnation of all sounds, He is the listener of all secret words, He is..."
Hermione's scalp was numb at the moment, and she felt that something was about to come to her body, and that occult thread was about to connect to her. Hermione's right hand burned with black flames and slapped the evil spirit away, and the brand in her body lit up.
His own passive protection and the gray mist in front of him finally shielded him, and the danger disappeared immediately.
Chike in the star world somewhere opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura filled the air, blocking out the sounds.
"This evil spirit is really a trap. It specializes in fishing here." Hermione touched her body and almost became a mother, or turned into a puppet of the evil god.
After a simple dispersing ritual, Hermione used black flames to burn it again to ensure that the evil spirit would die again. Opening the door, Hermione walked through the compartment and came inside. A corpse fell on the floor.
It has rotted beyond recognition.
The tables and chairs around him remained as they were, with a few candles pressed against the corpse. Hermione quickly discovered the source of the corrosive aura, a conch carving in her hand.
Hermione took out a transparent glass bottle, engraved a few black symbols on it, pulled the conch into the bottle and sealed it. She sprinkled purple powder in her hand to remove the remaining aura from the body and the surroundings, and ignited a layer of black flame to clear it.
Looking at the small conch inside, if this thing is used well, it can probably kill a lot of mid- to low-sequence Beyonders!
"It's done. I guess it's another unlucky guy who prayed to the evil god. He died and was used to fish here. Fortunately, I'm here, and I'm the only one who listens to what it says." Hermione muttered a few words and walked out.
, why didn’t anyone pray to me? After a few words with the police outside, I went to pick up the child and go home.
