Moira sat opposite Quins: "You are here because of Gloria's affairs, right?"
Quins nodded: "How is the witch you secretly protected Gloria doing now?"
There was a hint of sadness in Moira's eyes, and she immediately cheered up and said: "She's dead. If you want to ask her how she died, I can tell you directly that it was exactly the same as Darlene's death."
Quins nodded slowly, Moira's words did not surprise him.
Quince: "Are there any other clues from the Coven?"
Moira shook her head: "No, it's a very weird secret technique. Although there are many secret techniques that can cause the heart to break, the strange aura contained in the heart cannot be deceived."
Quins lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "I want a batch of mysterious materials. Can you get them to me in a short time? Be quick."
Moira: "As long as the witches have it, I can help you transfer it."
Moira didn't ask Quins what he wanted these materials for, it was just about alchemy.
It's just that Moira guessed wrong this time. Quins needed this batch of mysterious materials in order to upgrade the level 5 witchcraft cards in his hand.
The reason for doing this is to improve the desire pointer, and everything else is incidental.
Now that the clues have been cut off, Quines still has two ways to find the murderer, divination and desire pointers.
As for divination, there is interference from anti-divination. Quins doesn't have much hope. As for capturing destiny fragments, this kind of thing is too random.
So he put his hope on the Desire Pointer. However, given that the murderer of Darlene was too powerful and was probably a 7th-level legendary transcendent, even if the Desire Pointer was promoted to the 6th level, the hope that could be pointed out was too small.
It was slim, so Quins set the pointer on Gloria.
Of course, to be on the safe side, Quins still wants to upgrade the desire pointer to level 6 first. After all, the mind pointer ability only exists once a month. If it is interfered with, he will have to wait another month, and he can't wait.
It took such a long time.
Soon, at night when Quines returned to the Baron's Mansion, he received mysterious materials given to him by the witch.
Without stopping, Quins ignored anything else and directly promoted the Desire Pointer to level 6. When the Desire Pointer was promoted to the middle level, although it did not add other abilities and characteristics, there were gains and losses. The psychic pointer was obtained.
High intensity reinforcement.
A witchcraft card that has been promoted to the pinnacle of the intermediate level is just one step away from being promoted to a legendary card. You can expect its powerful abilities.
Quins looked at the Level 6 Desire Pointer card in his hand. Fortunately, he had already drawn this witchcraft card before.
With a slight shake of the wrist, the exquisite witchcraft card turned into a compass with the injection of six spiritual crystals, and small white fish swam in it.
Powers that have been promoted to the intermediate level can already directly specify the pointer's mental direction.
As Quines' thoughts started, the shallow water in the compass suddenly changed.
Quins was walking in the alleys of the city. The neglect skill on his body prevented pedestrians from disturbing him, allowing Quins to concentrate on following the direction pointed by the pointer.
After coming out of the Baron's Palace, Quince had been walking for more than half an hour, and then he arrived at the slums of Saint-Dres-Fez.
The slums of Saint-Dres-Fes are no different from the slums of cities in other countries. They are just as dirty and messy. This is the darkest place in the city. The evils caused by poverty are everywhere here. In order to survive, everyone must
There is no truth, goodness or beauty here, even if there is, it will be polluted and assimilated in this place where evil breeds endlessly.
In the end, Quines stood in front of a simple hut. In the area surrounding this hut, it was rare that there were no other buildings. This made Quines slightly surprised. After all, the land in the slums, to a certain extent,
, is the same as the aristocratic area, every inch of land is precious.
Quins discovered that the surrounding residents did not pay much attention to this unique hut, which made Quins secretly wary.
What surprised Quinsnian even more was that he didn't pay much attention to the existence of this cabin before following the pointer to find it. Undoubtedly, this already involved the category of mystery.
Standing at the door, Quins didn't receive many reminders of his spiritual power and inspiration, but he still exercised extreme caution. After thinking for a moment, Quins put away the pointer and struck the key gently.
The door of the hut.
Boom, boom, boom!
After knocking on the door of the cabin and waiting for a long time, there was no reply from inside.
Quins knocked on the door again. Just when he thought there was no response from the cabin and wanted to break in directly, the door of the cabin creaked and slowly opened a gap.
What Quins saw through the crack in the door was an old female face full of wrinkles. "Who are you looking for?" The old woman's voice was slow and hoarse.
"I'm looking for the owner of this cabin." Quins narrowed his eyes and said quietly.
Until then, after the old woman looked Quins up and down with her cloudy eyes, she opened the door directly and said: "Come in."
Quins didn't hesitate much. While secretly on guard, he ducked into the door that could only be entered by one person.
Entering the hut, Quins quickly took a look at the furnishings inside the hut. It was very simple. There was a small bed, a cabinet, and some leftovers on the cabinet. There was a muddy wetland under his feet, and there were many things on the wall panels of the hut.
The scratches and gaps for air leakage made the cabin cold and damp. Quins felt that living here alone would shorten his life.
The old woman slowly walked to the small bed and sat down: "I am the owner of this house. Young man, have you taken a fancy to my house?"
Quins looked at the old woman intently for more than ten seconds. His eyes of the void were fully opened, but he didn't notice anything strange about the old woman. He couldn't help but doubt his own inner opinions.
Is the desire pointer invalid?
Quins: "I don't know the old man's name?"
"Just call me Mrs. Leighton."
"Mrs. Leighton?" Quins thought for a moment, making sure that there was no impression of this name in his memory: "I'm looking for someone."
Quines gets right to the point.
"Looking for someone?" Mrs. Leighton covered her mouth and coughed for a while and said, "As you can see, I don't have the person you are looking for here."
"That's a little girl, her name is Gloria." Quins stared at the other person closely, hoping to see some clues from the old woman.
"Gloria?!" Mrs. Leighton thought blankly for a long time before saying, "I've never heard of it."
Everything was flawless, and Quins felt discouraged. For a moment, he even wanted to arrest the old woman in front of him regardless, but the bottom line in his heart made him give up this idea.
"Well, if you know the whereabouts of this little girl, please tell me."
Quins did not leave his address and walked out of the cabin directly. The last words were just polite remarks. He did not think Mrs. Leighton could know the whereabouts of Gloria, if she really had no problem.
After walking out of the hut, Quins walked in the dirty alley, thinking about everything that had just happened, but still had no answer.
until……
"Quinnes, look at this pattern." Constance's words appeared in his heart, followed by a picture.
"This... Heart Light Council!" Quines said with surprise.