"Oh, oh, we meet again. Speaking of which, this is the second or third time we meet."
Malcolm teased while taking off his tall hat as a gentleman's salute.
Until then, Quins had really seen Malcolm's appearance. Underneath his gentleman's attire, there was a bohemian temperament. This temperament was particularly prominent when he spoke, and it suddenly destroyed the rest of the world.
Gentleman appearance.
Of course, this kind of temperament is very lethal to those little girls.
However, Malcolm directly expressed the wrong feelings. To the three people in front of him, Malcolm was like a clown.
Quins slowly took out a homemade cigarette and gave himself one, which made him feel much better.
Smelling the smell of cigarettes, Malcolm exclaimed exaggeratedly: "You actually have Bolognese cigarettes. They are in short supply. Shouldn't you give me one too?"
Quins picked up the cigarette at his lips and looked at it for a moment. When did his cigarettes have names?
Without any nonsense, Quins threw the entire box in his arms over.
"Thank you for your generosity." After Malcolm took off his hat and saluted again, he couldn't wait to take out one and started smoking.
"Stop talking nonsense, what do you want?" Olivia's eyes looked fierce. Although the four of them were talking, the police officers surrounding them who were blocking and assisting did not notice anything strange about Malcolm.
"Would you like to make a deal?" Malcolm took a deep breath of cigarette with a look of intoxication on his face.
"Deal?" Olivia stared at Malcolm, but her expression was deeply suspicious.
"No need to wonder, it's just a deal." Malcolm shrugged.
"If the deal is completed, we can pass it?" Olivia continued.
"No, no, no, to show my sincerity, no matter whether the deal is concluded or not, you can pass by me." Malcolm shrugged and stared at Quins, as if he knew that Quines was the one who made the decision.
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After Quins was silent for a moment, he said directly: "Contents of the transaction."
Malcolm took another drag on his cigarette and then said slowly: "Do one thing for me. Of course, this thing will not touch your bottom line, and you can retreat at any time when you feel mortal danger."
Malcolm wiped his sweat secretly, really afraid that Quines would refuse without waiting for him to finish.
"Okay." Quins paused for a second and agreed directly.
"Don't you think... hmm? You agreed." Malcolm opened his mouth wide. He really didn't expect Quines to agree so simply, so that the next words he thought of were swallowed back.
"Let's go." Quins said to Olivia in a low voice.
Immediately, the three of them walked past Malcolm as if nothing had happened.
In the distance, Quince's words came from a distance, "You can come to my Baron's Mansion."
Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Malcolm chuckled, his bohemian temperament suddenly faded away: "Quince Dodd, you didn't see through me this time."
After saying that, he laughed nervously again.
After leaving the blockade area, Olivia couldn't help but asked strangely: "You agreed so easily?"
Quins twitched his lips and said, "It's interesting, isn't it?"
"Is it interesting?" Olivia didn't see what was interesting at all.
After leaving the blockade area, things became easier to handle, and the three of them returned to the baron's house in a short time.
The three of them had just sat down and rested in the hall for ten minutes when a huge black beam of light suddenly shot straight into the sky from the direction of the main square, and finally broke into a deep black hole.
The three Quins walked out of the hall. At this time, people everywhere in Saint Dresfes could see an illusory figure being pulled out of the black hole above the sky, and then slowly descending in the black light pillar.
Some familiar people instantly recognized who the illusory figure was.
"Osman 44." Olivia whispered, "Is that colleague of yours really right? Is the reborn really the reborn?"
Quins looked at everything happening in the sky with a solemn expression. He could clearly feel the aura of the spiritual world on the other side of the black hole. He would not be wrong about this.
"I really came back from the sea of collective subconscious." Quins murmured.
The soul returns, and the magic surname Boyle comes into play at this moment.
The entire Saint Dresfes seemed to have stagnated with the appearance of the black light pillar. The thinking of ordinary people was extremely stretched at this moment, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
There was silence in Saint-Dres-Fès.
But just when the soul of Osman 44th descended halfway into the black light pillar, something unexpected happened.
hold head high!
A huge snake with wings that covered the sky burst out of the black hole, opened its mouth wide, and ate straight towards Osman 44 in the black light pillar.
The sky cracked, and in the crack like a broken mirror, Quines's running pupil of the void suddenly shrank. In the reflection of his pupil, there was a familiar voice, standing proudly in the void of the spiritual world.
It is Fanny Fanti Cecil, the third princess of Saruna.
Around her, six figures could be seen not far away, with a chain of light extending out from each hand, intertwining around Fanny in the center to form a cage of light, firmly enveloping Fanny.
Confined within a cage of light.
It's just that the two sides seem to have reached a stalemate, unable to advance or retreat.
And the giant snake with two wings suddenly emerged from a ribbon in Fanny's hand that spiraled up and was filled with divine light.
"Chaos divinity, the incarnation of Quetzalcoatl." Quince murmured.
No one expected that such a turn of events would occur at the funeral of Osman 44th.
Looking at such a situation, Quins didn't think that as a destiny warlock, she just made a temporary move. This was more like a premeditated action.
Count more and you will win, count less and you will win, it is not impossible to win.
And obviously, Fanny Fanti Cecil calculated one step more than others, or even several steps. One step that even the fate observers did not calculate.
The wings of Quetzalcoatl covered the sky of Saint Dresfes. At a moment that no one expected, before anyone had time to react, a single blow swept the soul of Osman 44 into the sky.
In the mouth.
Suddenly, with a rotation, it returned to where it came from. During the expansion and contraction, Quetzalcoatl suddenly retracted into the black hole and returned to the spiritual world.
"Be bold!"
"Release the emperor's soul."
"Grrrr!"
Chaotic sounds came from one end of the spiritual world, and then gradually faded away.
The people on the ground looked at each other in confusion. A good funeral, a long-awaited plan, ended up in vain?!