Chapter XXIII: The Fugitive from Tartarus

After getting off work at noon, because they were going to Galatea College the day after tomorrow, Nifia and Maciola had a half-day holiday in the afternoon to prepare in advance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nefia invited Marciola to dinner, and happened to see Voglia in the garage, so she greeted her and said, "Voglia, how about we go to dinner together." ”

Voglia didn't refuse, so she smiled and nodded.

As Nifia drives her red sports car down the highway, Marciora warns her not to drive too fast, but Nifia listens to her.

The three of them drove to Ileka's most famous restaurant, the Etoile Restaurant, which even Princess Tiffany loved to frequent.

A lavishly decorated blue building with a magic monitor sign for the Etoile Restaurant, and a verdant potted plant outside the restaurant, is flocked to the restaurant.

The three of them came to a position near the window and sat down.

"I've heard that the food at this restaurant is delicious, and even Princess Tiffany loves the food." Nifia said happily.

"You know how to eat, I tell you, you have to be careful next, or Hydira won't let you go." Maciola said, patting her on the shoulder.

"I'm not afraid, I know Hydira is angry today, but I'm so lucky every time." Nefia said mischievously.

On the other side, Phoria looked at the two people who were close to each other and couldn't help but smile.

"The two of you are really close, and you don't look like ordinary friends." Voglia said softly.

"Voglia, you think too much, I have a relationship with her as a senior and a junior, and besides, I definitely don't like a naughty ghost like her who always causes trouble every day." Marciola said earnestly.

"What, I'm a naughty devil, Maciola, you look down on me Nephia too much, I'm the daughter of Viscount Guilfoyle, and there are many people who want to pursue me." Nifia said unconvinced.

provoked the opposite Voglia to hide her mouth and smile secretly.

Waiters in black vests and white shirts come up to order. Nifia took the recipe, looked at it, and ordered a lot of dishes. As a result, Maciola saw it, and crossed out a lot of what Nifia ordered, it was too much, not to mention the waste of money, is this finished eating?

Then Voglia ordered a few things, and the waitress set the dishes for them.

The waiter quickly served the order, first of all red wine, but Nifia didn't like red wine and ordered a glass of sweet orange juice.

Snorting the orange juice, Nifia said, "I don't think I would have wanted to stay here if I hadn't vowed to be the best in the organization, and I would have been exposed to Hydira's designs all day long. ”

"I don't think the colonel is deliberately getting along with you, if you behave well, why should she bother with you, she just wants to establish her prestige." Maciola said, sipping red wine.

"Today I heard that Mansha fell into the water and almost put her life in danger, what is going on?" Phoria asked.

"It's strange that Mansa didn't remind me that she couldn't swim, and if she did, how could I lead her into the lake." Nifia said angrily.

"Where can you put the responsibility on Mansha, if you settle down, I advise you, don't be impulsive in everything, you don't listen." Maciola said.

"I think Nifia is a child, childlike words, in fact, it's nothing, I remember when I first came, Hydira often pointed out that I was not." Voglia said softly.

"It's better to have Friglia, in our organization, there are actually a lot of people I don't like, but I like Lady Belliel and Friglia." Nifia finished her orange juice and said mischievously.

Maciola gave her a helpless look.

Nifia ordered a fried rice, a lobster, and a steak. Then I ate it with relish and ordered a raisin pudding.

Marciora ordered a vanilla steak, a creamy mushroom soup, and a cheeseburger.

Friglia ordered a creamy bacon noodle and a matcha cheesecake.

While eating rice, Nifia said, "By the way, why is Mansha only twenty-four years old, that is, a lieutenant, I see that she is not very capable of doing things." ”

"Actually, I came in at the same time as her, I am a year older than her, she is the daughter of Deputy Director Greenhill of the Ileka Intelligence Bureau, plus she was promoted to lieutenant because of her meritorious service in Iffira a year ago." Phoria said.

"Voglia, where are you from?" Nifia finished her rice and said as she cut the steak.

"Nifia, you eat slowly, why are the three of us, you eat the most." Maciola said jokingly.

"I'm a long-growing body, so eat more." Nifia said unconvinced.

Floria snickered at their amusement, and then said, "I'm from Bruga, but I lived in Elika ten years ago, and my father was a magician teacher at the Aglaia Wizarding Academy. ”

"Maybe it's one of my magic teachers, Mr. Salomons, I heard that he knows a lot of magic and is kind to people, but I haven't taken his class." Nifia said as she ate the steak with relish.

"It's a good thing he didn't teach you, otherwise he would have been by you, a naughty little wild cat." Maciola said.

"No, maybe you like me very much." Nephia looked at Phoria and smiled.

After eating, Marciola was about to pay, but was stopped by Nephia, and then said, "You invite me again the next day, and today I have a treat, so don't rob me." ”

After checking out, Nifia went to the Eleventh Heaven convenience store next door and bought a yogurt, ice cream and a dozen donuts.

As a result, he was beaten by Maciola.

The three are ready to be separated.

In front of them, a group of soldiers was chasing a man in a white hooded jacket, and although the man walked like the wind, there were bright red blood dripping from the place he passed.

Pedestrians on the road avoided it, some children were so frightened that they cried, and the streets were in chaos.

In order to chase the man, a figure of a captain shouted: "Everyone urgently avoid, we are chasing the prisoner who escaped from Tartarus." ”

Because the man in white was injured in the abdomen, his pace gradually slowed down, but he still did not give up and ran with difficulty.

"What's up ahead, how are those soldiers, chasing a bleeding man." Nifia said curiously.

"You hurry home, or you're sure you'll get into trouble again." Maciola hurried to stop her.

"I don't want it, how do I think this man is dying, he is covered in blood, hurry up and take a look." Nifia immediately walked over and watched.

Marciola and Phoglia followed.

Nifia asked a man selling fruit next to her, "What are these soldiers doing, why is that man covered in blood and refusing to be arrested?" ”

"They are soldiers of the Marina White Legion, and it is said that this man is a prisoner who escaped from the royal capital prison and has been escaped from prison for a month, and now he has finally been captured." The man said.

"Maciola, the royal capital prison, I heard that some heinous criminals are imprisoned there, but Tartarus is heavily guarded and guarded, and not even an ant can climb out." Nefia said, eating a doughnut.

"Yes, Tartarus is said to be tightly organized, it can be said that it is difficult to fly, and the person who can escape must be an extraordinary master." Maciola sighed.

"It's a pity, no matter how extraordinary his skills are, he is now bleeding everywhere, and I am afraid that he will be arrested and returned." Phoria said.

"It is said that it is the killer of the Black Rose Organization, this organization is a criminal organization against the royal government, so the king has ordered a reward of one million gold coins as long as they can report their deeds." The fruit merchant continued.

"So soon, I only talked about the Black Rose Organization in the morning, and it turned out that I had already been caught." Nifia said in surprise.

"Be quiet, Nephia." Maciola was afraid of being recognized, because they usually went out in civilian clothes, except for some officials of the royal capital, in fact, the common people did not know the existence of the wind of ruling.

"By the way, since it's from the Black Rose Organization, I'm going to help those soldiers." Nifia said as she prepared to make a move.

Marciola hurriedly grabbed her and said, "I told you, be careful in everything, why are you so impulsive." ”

Phoria looked at the man covered in blood and couldn't help but feel very worried.