Jill subconsciously let go of his hand, but a pair of eyes stared at him deadly, as if he was afraid of missing something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hopeful light in these eyes was so striking that Follett thought that he had a delusion in his head—and when he reacted, he felt that Jill's face was very different, and I hope his brain didn't have the same problem as Chris's or Sharon's—those paranoid people made Follett unbearable.

"I know what it's worth! So I'll tell you where to find the Continte flowers. Follett said while Jill hadn't "seen" him.

"How do you know it's worth?" said Jill was not carried away by the momentary surprise, but was full of questions after hearing Follett's words.

"Hmm...... I know Fitney...... Well, you probably don't know her. ”

"No, I know her. Jill's calm tone made Follett feel that he had calmed down—and indeed he felt trustworthy when he heard the name "Fitney", because she had indeed inspired him so much.

"Well, come with me—by the way, you'll guide me......," Follett asked expectantly, waving at him, and as soon as he took a few steps forward, he turned his head as if he remembered something.

Jill was expressionless and didn't give him an answer.

It seems that he really can't expect this to be remembered.

Follett sighed and could only continue to walk forward. Jill followed him without saying a word, and it wasn't until the two of them walked out of the room and were about to walk up the stairs of the library that he made a different move.

"Wait a minute!" Gil said vigilantly as he suddenly brought Folletra to a bookcase.

Follett was startled, and almost cried out, but was covered by the quick-eyed Jill—if Follett hadn't reacted sooner, he might have thrown Jill out—the nobles' aversion to direct physical contact did lead to these troubles.

It wasn't until Jill saw that Follett was no longer struggling that he let Follett go—Follett didn't ask the reason in the first place, but looked out through the gap in the bookcase.

There was a silver-haired boy who looked like a sculpture—yes, the sculpture that the Holy See often used to decorate buildings, and it was a sculpture of the Holy See because it was the stiffest face Follett had ever seen, which kept the statue motionless, with perfect features that revealed a divine aura.

Follett had seen this man from a distance not long ago, and had thought he was a walking statue, which was all the more reinforced.

Who else? It could be Clarence Ulliway.

Clarence only passed by as he walked up the stairs, and was only in Follett's sight for a moment.

"Hey, why are you afraid of him?" Follett remembered Jill's reaction just now, and turned his head to look at him meaningfully - only to see that Gil didn't know when he touched a copy of "Crazy and Mysterious Plants", as the first person to pull Follett away, he just stood behind the bookcase and lowered his head to read the book, not Clarence.

The expression is not nervous.

"Are you misunderstanding me? I'm not afraid of Clarence. Hearing his words, Jill frowned, "Go ahead and lead the way." ”

Follett was taken aback again - Jill could barely remember what a man looked like, let alone a name, unless it was someone who had a huge role.

But did he know Clarence?

Follett knew that the surname Uliway was the kind of person he had always considered extremely pitiful—Follett hated the Holy See, and the surname Uliway had been bestowed by the Holy See.

He knew more about it than Fitney, or even many people.

"I'm just curious that you know his name, are you sure you shouldn't tell your new friend about him?" Follett was reluctant to let go of this opportunity, and pursued the question relentlessly, "I told you the location of the Contint Flower to tell you a secret!"

"That's your obligation. Obviously, Jill was reluctant to talk about it.

Follett had no choice but to take him to the flower room.

"You come here often?" said Jill was surprised to learn that her destination was the Flower House.

"Of course. Follett's tone was nonchalant, and he continued to lead him towards a corner of the flower room, where Jill had carefully examined it, but found nothing.

At this time, there were suddenly more Continte flowers.

Did he miss something?

But when he saw the Contint flowers, Jill felt that something was wrong—Follett led him to a hidden but not too difficult to find corner, where some of the Contint flowers grew, and the transparent petals fluttered slightly in the air.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?" said with his arms crossed.

Jill didn't speak, he seemed attracted to the contint flowers, and reached out to pinch one.

"You haven't promised me, Mr. Jill, how about we talk about the Drip Grass experiment?" Follett is a man who doesn't stop until he achieves his goal.

Jill was silent for a moment: "I am free to use these resources?"

"Are you crazy? If it weren't for the fact that no one knew that the Contint flowers were useful, I wouldn't have told you that there were -- and other potions plants? I think you should think about how to write an application to Professor Letta. Follett's eyes widened.

Even if Professor Letta didn't return to Xinghui and Fitney disappeared because of a "disciplinary violation", the resources of the flower room could not be taken away.

"Professor Letta, I'm afraid she won't be back in a few years. Jill said.

"What are you talking about? How is this possible?" Follett was "astonished," and opened his mouth as if it were a shocking secret.

Jill's eyes looked straight at the fountain not far away: "It seems that she is on a mission to perform a Willunton, Alva received this news a few days ago. ”

"Wellronton's mission? I don't remember a place where people could be assigned tasks. Follett was skeptical.

"More than Starlight, Willnton is what the Holy See fears the most—but they've been doing nothing for a long time, and Alva guesses it has something to do with the strange black fog lately. Jill said in a serious manner.

Follett couldn't help frowning: "What do you mean? I don't understand at all -- what does this have to do with the Holy See? Is what Letta is doing is waging war against the Holy See? To that place that only pays attention to the mission every day?"

"It's not just a missionary place. Gilles paused, then frowned, "I'm telling you what you're doing - in short, Letta won't be able to come back for a while." ”

"You're telling me you're going to use the materials as you please?" said Follett after a moment's thought.

"Anyway, no one usually knows about this place, does it?" Jill rightly said, "Don't you want to know about the dropweeds?" ”

Follett's eyes showed that "sudden expression" again: "That's great, my name is Ingrid, it's nice to meet you!"

Jill didn't speak, and when he shook hands with him, there was a hint of mixed emotions in his eyes.