The people of the guild had actually been on standby for a long time when the fireworks exploded, or rather, they had been on standby since the day Ernacillin met Leloya.

The loud noise woke up almost the whole of Nalto, and most of the residents were a little panicked, but with the comfort of the association's broadcast, the residents had settled down, but it was impossible to fall asleep for a short time.

At this time, Ennacillin had already torn off the camouflage card on his body and was waiting for the guild personnel to come over at the South Docks.

Soon, a small team led by Leloa arrived in a hurry. The first time Leloya saw Ernacillin, he slapped him heavily on the right shoulder, as hard as if he was slapping the enemy.

But anyone with eyes can see how angry he is now:

"Did you put all the explosives in your hands, and when you made such a big noise, you deliberately picked me to be on duty!"

I didn't know you were on duty today...... The corners of Enaxilin's mouth twitched, both helpless and painful.

"Shhh Enacyrin was still holding Ryne, who was wrapped in a white cloth, and the wound on his waist was just blocked.

Leloa tilted his head and brushed the wound, which felt like it had been torn off by something, and it looked very familiar.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the wound carefully, and soon found the reason for the familiarity, he frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"Is it the demon that uses you as an ingredient?"

"Well, that guy's identity is a bit complicated, let's talk about it later. Ernacillin nodded casually, he wanted to go back to the association first to settle Lien's body, and then go home to see his parents after changing his clothes and dealing with his injuries.

"By the way, what is this?" asked Leloa, glancing at the figure wrapped in white cloth in his arms.

Ernacillin sighed and said, "My own person, I went undercover in the organization many years ago. ”

"Undercover?" Leloya was stunned, "In addition to you, the association is organizing an undercover agent?"

"Well, go back and ask Miss Lin to know that the matter is very complicated, and it will be unclear for a while. Ernacillin nodded and motioned for the other party to go back.

Leloya shrugged her shoulders and turned to the team members she had brought behind her, before taking Rian's body from Enercillin's hands.

"Let's go, after so many days of soaking in the sea, my face is as ugly as an aquatic evil. Leloa glanced at her friend with disgust.

Enacillic smiled a little reluctantly, the blood loss and the feeling of being soaked was not pleasant.

"By the way, why don't you go home and have a look first?" Leloya turned his head slightly to look at Enacillicillin.

"I don't dare to go back now, and you don't know what I have to go through every time I go back after completing the commission. Enacillin spread his hands helplessly, and then took out a bottle of potion from the space item.

"Come on, wouldn't it be nice to just say that I'm afraid that Aunt Natis is worried?" Leloya rolled her eyes at him, not walking fast, after all, there was a wounded man behind him who was self-medicating.

Enacillin, who had already drunk the potion, said casually:

"Anyway, you know, I don't need to ......"

He paused suddenly, and a sharp pain came from his waist, and the pain made large drops of cold sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead.

Anaxirin looked down, and the wound that had been soaked to the surface of some whiteness but basically stopped bleeding began to ooze blood again, and even had a tendency to flow more and more.

"Why don't you say anything and ...... half" Leloya waited for a long time without waiting for the second half of the other party's words, he looked back, and what caught his eye was Enacillicillin, who was wrapped in blue fluorescent light and darkness, and the wound on his waist was oozing blood again.

"This ...... Trouble. Are you still conscious?" Leloya immediately sounded the alarm hanging on his waist, and in his senses, the two energies wrapped around Enacillin were extremely powerful, so powerful that they seemed to be unshakable.

"Conscious, but the situation is ...... It's not good......" Ernacillin almost squeezed the sentence out between his teeth, and now he felt not only the pain in his lower back, but also the pain caused by the fight between the two divine forces in the front and back of his neck.

Buzz –

A shrill beep rang out in Enaciillin's ears, his vision blurred, and his internal organs once again felt a fatal feeling of oppression, and the feeling of suffocation and coolness came from the throat at the same time at the back of his neck.

Alas.

A very light and illusory sigh sounded, and Enacillin was suddenly surrounded by a biting cold, and with the appearance of this chill, the feeling of oppression and suffocation on Enacillin's body disappeared.

The two sigils on Enaxiline's neck then fell off and scattered to ashes on the ground.

He could finally see what was in front of him.

Wearing a black and blue dress, Mo Mo stood in front of him, holding two very dim wisps of energy in her hands, and with her fist clenching movements, the two wisps of energy completely dissipated.

"Are you okay?" Mo Mo's tone was as flat as ever, she glanced at the wound on Enacilliclin's waist, frowned slightly, pinched her fingers in the air, and a wisp of black gas immediately floated out of the wound on Enacillin's waist, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you very much, I feel better now. Ernacillin straightened up, the corners of his lips raised, and he made a gentle arc.

Mo Mo looked at him and Leloya, who was holding Rien's body beside him, curling her slender white fingers.

Syllable.

She snapped her fingers, and Enercillin saw the scene around her switch instantly, one moment on the street, and now in the hall of the guild.

Enaxiline handed the pendant that Dawn had given him to Momo, and was about to say something, when he saw her pointing to the bathroom not far away and said:

"I'll talk about it later, let's go change my clothes first. ”

By the time Enacillin came out after changing her clothes, Lynn had already arrived.

She was half-crouching next to Rian's body, her expression gloomy.

"Miss Lin......" Enacyrin said softly.

"Shhhh Leloa, who was on the side, glanced at him and motioned for him not to speak yet.

"Don't be so serious, just say whatever you want. Lynn sniffed and turned to look at them, barely smiling.

Enacylin's lips moved, and he finally decided to repeat Lane's words to her: "Mr. Lane, I asked you to say hello. ”

“...... He's got to say hello to me. Lynn shook her head, her voice low:

"You don't know him, his code name is Gray Crane, he joined the organization as an undercover agent seven years ago, and then he hasn't been heard from since. We always thought he was ......"

Lin choked up, a little unable to control her emotions.

Mo Mo stepped forward, patted her on the back, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Lynn nodded, took her handkerchief from her pocket, and wiped her tears.

Mo Mo looked at the sky outside and said lightly:

"Okay, you two have been busy for a few days, go back and rest, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

............

By the time Enacillrin reached the intersection where his house was, it was already dark.

The alley seems to be exceptionally quiet this morning, didn't Uncle Crean open a stall today...... Thinking so, Ernacillic walked slowly towards home.

Looking at the quiet street, he took out his pocket watch and looked at it, making sure it was five o'clock in the morning and not three in the morning.

I don't know if it was last night's loud noise that disturbed everyone's sleep, but at this time in the past, the vendors were setting up their stalls and preparing for the morning market in more than two hours.

As he walked down the street, Enaxiline felt strangely silent as late at night.

He has lived here since he was a child and knows that the people of this street have a habit of waking up early, which is why the morning market on this street, called Mororiti, opens more than an hour earlier than the others.

Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Ennacyrin continued to walk forward, and the street was unusually quiet in a short time.

Suddenly, he saw a figure walking in front of him, a figure he knew very well.

"Uncle Crean?" Enacyrin tentatively spoke, not knowing if it was a good thing to see someone familiar in this unusual situation.

"Well...... well, it's little Aaron, you've been busy for days. Crean smiled heartily, and continued:

"Uncle still has something to do, so he has to go first. ”

"Ah, Uncle Crean, go get busy first, see you later. ”

"See you later. Crean was still in that cheerful face, and left the streets of Mororiti in a hurry.

Ernacillin half-turned and looked at Crean, who had left in a hurry, with undisguised doubts and suspicions in his eyes.

Just now, he smelled an invisible trace of blood on Crean.

The smell of blood was so faint, but it couldn't hide the enacillrin that had been soaked in the blood-filled sea for so many days.

Before he had time to generate superfluous thoughts, Enacillicillin raised his legs and galloped towards his home. His instincts told him that something was wrong with this street!

............

Boom!

Eneracillin pushed the door of the house hard, but found that the door that should have been locked was only hidden at this time, and a burst of dust rose the moment it was pushed open.

His eyes widened, such a situation would never have happened in his home, his mother was so hardworking and loved cleanliness, how could she let such a thing as opening the door and kicking up dust appear in the house?

Maybe it was a trip with his dad for days?, Ernacillin tried to comfort himself, but the moment he bowed his head, the illusory comfort came to naught.

It was a grayish-white, slightly yellowish solid, with quite a few resemblance to human bones.

There is no doubt that it was a pile of ashes.

Anacyrin almost fell to the ground, and he trembled and stretched out his hand, as if to touch the pile of ashes, but he did not dare to touch them, for fear that one of his actions would scatter the ashes everywhere and never be recovered.

His eyes began to pantothenic, his throat seemed to be clogged by something, and he couldn't speak or cry.

Suddenly, a chill swept across the back of his neck.

Outside, it seems to be windy.

Realizing this, Eneracillin almost crawled to the ground and closed the door tightly.

He slumped on the ground and stared at the pile of ashes, the sourness and breathless despair creeping into his heart, part of it turning into a solid mass of clogging up his throat, part of it rolling down his eyes into tears.

Enacillin buried his face between his knees, large tears soaking the clothes at his knees.

He screamed silently if he had come back sooner, if he hadn't taken the task...... Wouldn't fathers and mothers be what they are now?

Anacyrin thought so.

But the reality couldn't help but regret it, and he suddenly remembered what Azino said at the time: "Maybe something is happening somewhere right now, and you had a chance to stop it, but you missed it." ”

Originally, referring to this matter?

Enercillin's heart was filled with despair and pain, the home he had been missing was gone, the parents he had been missing were gone, and everything had become a pile of ashes in front of him.

For him now, everything in the past is ashes.