Nese stared at the picture and the people in it. He had hoped to see every one of them again.
Until the dull wood grain emerged from above again, the light disappeared, and the Mirror of the Past suddenly regained its gravity and fell back into the hand.
The smell of blood lingered in the room.
The heart is clenched with heavy pressure, not just because the Mirror of the Past consumes too much energy.
Put away the Mirror of the Past, unlock the set sealing spell, and walk back. The knocked-out Red-faced Club members came to life, emerged from the alley, rushed up with weapons, and were thrown back into the alley.
Boni Street is no different. The muddy streets are sparse, with faces covered, and fast-paced passers-by. Even in the daytime, they are eerily empty.
Nese felt as if she was sinking into the deep sea, and the sounds in her ears were all unreal, as if they were coming from a conch.
He breathed out slowly.
Mr. Ode is indeed dead, killed by Winnie. Mr. Odd is indeed a two-faced man, but Detective Dix's side does exist.
right.
Those small weird parts, the unexplained parts, passed through my mind one by one like meteors falling from the sky.
Winnie did not deny that Mr. Old was her boss, nor did she admit it.
They already knew each other, and given the context of the rumors, he certainly thought she acquiesced.
Now that I think about it, there are many doubts.
Anmeses said that Winnie is Oude's right-hand assistant, but it is entirely possible that their status is the same, and "assistant" is just a description of the management of Feibo Club.
He saw with his own eyes that Wei Ni was indeed helping Fei Bo Club to attack the members of Red Face Club.
Another piece of evidence is even stronger:
Mr. Ode is the same "nine" as the miner. Why is Winnie a "seven"?
The contents of the Mirror of the Past told him the answer:
Wei Ni is actually An Mei Sais' direct subordinate, and the "boss" in Wei Ni's mouth is actually An Mei Sais.
"I want to change my boss." Winnie said.
She believes that Mr. Ode should not be killed, and she respects the work of the boss of Feibao Club, which is all true. It was also true that she didn't want to take on Ann Merces' job anymore.
Anmeses didn't lie in his meeting with him, he was sure.
Nesai suddenly felt a little funny.
They were so sincere to him, and when they spoke of those facts, there was a frankness, a plea, a kindness that could not be concealed.
In these truths, there is actually hidden arrogant neglect, unintentional misdirection, and silence due to shame. Truth is made up of lies.
Is it all because of that unspeakable contract?
"Deterioration".
He thought of the word they repeated over and over again.
"Observing facts is only the first step of research." The devil teacher will say this habitually.
Would it have been better if he had agreed to Winnie's request earlier?
Nesse walked towards the church of the Church of Destruction.
The church was completely black, very small, and full of rotten smell - the source was a few stumps of limbs placed haphazardly on the altar table. The statue of Yin Fomie is obviously filled with many unrealistic fantasies, making it look weird and silly.
After showing the Reality Breaking Strike, the only priest prostrated on the ground and expressed full cooperation with his plan.
"We need enough people. Let's start gathering from the morning." Nese said to him.
"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult..." the priest of destruction muttered.
"Butler Angolo will make a grand appearance. Use this to attract the crowd. All members of the Flying Wave Club will definitely be there. Also, Anmeses will also come."
"Dean?...That should be no problem..."
This is one of the conditions of exchange.
The completion of the transformation of the heart cannot be judged, so Nese invited him to attend the ceremony that had been discussed with Angoro to summon Yin Fomu to come to the world. The original intention was just to attract more people to the venue.
In the evening, Nesse arrived at the "Slice" bathhouse.
He soaked in the white water and waited silently for the miners.
Even though he knew it was impossible, he still imagined Wei Ni suddenly appearing next to him, smiling and smiling.
What should he say to her?
The bathhouse gradually became crowded, and some heat-resistant soap fish were spat out from the four brass faucets. The soap fish had an adsorption spell on them and stuck to everyone's arms affectionately.
Nese moved around and approached several miners gathered together without attracting attention.
The miner is easy to identify - he looks like an East Ender from Lower Semoland, but there is a special sign on the back of his hand that allows him to pass through Upper Semoland, and his face is more or less stained with colorful crystal powder.
"Another section of the tunnel collapsed in the next three eyes. This time it was the Darisi brothers who died." A miner said impatiently as soon as he slipped into the bathing pool.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"Again? I said, what on earth is going on..."
They soon started shouting enthusiastically.
"What's so special about the recent mine collapse?" Nesei listened carefully and grabbed a thinner miner on the edge of the crowd, asking in a low voice.
"This has never happened before." The thin miner said blankly.
Miners are all contractors. The contract cannot be mentioned directly. Anmeses had no explanation for the collapse of the mine and the tragedy at the orphanage, which is becoming more and more suspicious now that he thinks about it.
Nese looked at the wrinkled face of the thin miner. "What did Anmeses say to you?"
The miner hesitated for a moment, did not answer, and glanced aside.
Someone stopped talking, and a casual look came over.
Nese looked back with his peripheral vision and saw a fat, white miner leaning against the wall of the pool, his arms casually hanging on the edge of the pool, like four white radishes laid flat.
More miners noticed this and the crowd fell silent.
They all turned to look at Nesse.
"This is the fighting champion in the academy." The fat miner waved to him to come over.
The miners made an opening and Nese moved forward through the water.
One hand was on his head, and then more hands were on his head, and he was pushed into the bathhouse water full of soap fish.
He punched his stomach several times in the water. Floated up.
"Does it have to start like this?"
"Are you a freshman this year?" The fat miner waved his hand nonchalantly, "You should be familiar with the way of greeting here."
"I'm very familiar with it, I just don't want to use it. If you say one more word, I will break your limbs and stuff them into the water pipe."
"Good command." The fat miner laughed.
Almost instantly, his smile disappeared like an ice cube falling into magma.
A whirlpool surrounded them. The water disappears from the center of the vortex, forming a barrier. Other miners stood around.
The people in the bathhouse didn't seem surprised by this, and the noisy conversation only stopped for a second before returning to normal.
Nese stood on the slippery bottom of the pool, staring at the person opposite. Everyone in Semoran is a spellcaster. Miners are no exception. They are all mages of the elemental realm.
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Thank you for the reward from Little Red Flower and everyone’s recent votes~ I will add another chapter later this evening. I haven’t been free recently, so I’ll try my best to have two chapters a day.
