Wisps of black mist emerged from the two corpses, and Donald flipped through the looming images on the Dome of Dominion, then shook his head in disappointment.

"It's just two minions, it's really disappointing......"

Recently, he may not have improved enough in terms of talent awakening, but he has spent a lot of time on the familiarization and exploration of his existing abilities, and the demonic power in the Domination Grimome is only a part of it, and more is the ability to dominate the Grimograph itself.

The absence of the demon's name and the clear image showed that the quality of the demonic power fragments was poor, and the corresponding ability to manifest it would be greatly reduced, and Donald could feel what seemed to be a shadow shuttle.

With a wave of his hand, summoning two flames and disposing of the corpses on the ground, Donald turned to pick up Finger running from the side, and turned his attention away from the fragments of demonic power left behind by the two demon contractors and turned it to the event itself.

Donald clearly remembered that the two demon contractors were supposed to be selling tickets in front of the opera house.

Coincidental?

In Donald's opinion, this is not the case, the demon contractor wants to hide his identity, no matter what, he can't choose this kind of role that often needs to face the public, who can guarantee that there will not be apostles of major sects among the people who come to the opera?

The crux of the matter is why these two demon contractors are there.

This was only fully figured out when Donald left the factory and returned to the door of the opera house!

They're not trying to hide their identity, they're trying to think the other way around, they're trying to make someone see their presence.

Naturally, this person could not be Donald.

Who would go to the opera house to find someone?

This range may be a bit broad, and Donald can't determine a direction in a short period of time, but this does not prevent him from telling Xia Ruisi the news, after all, she was chased all the way by the demon contractor in East Germany, and it must be within this range.

At this thought, Donald suddenly thought of something he had never thought about carefully before.

Why did the Demon Contractor hunt down Charis?

Natural opposition to position?

This is certainly a reason, but the crux of the matter is why this demon contractor is so desperate to do it, even at the cost of exposing himself to the witcher's tracking.

Even if the price is to kill the Chosen One, he will be found and killed by the Witcher.

This is undoubtedly an unconscionable choice.

Trying to contact Charis through spiritual communication, and finding that the other party was a little far away from him, Donald could only retreat and return to the place where Barlow had parked to inform him of the news.

"Did you find the Demon Contractor in the Rock Castle, or at the entrance of the Opera House?"

Barlow's expression was stunned when he first learned the news.

That's right, it's just stunned, and it looks a little unbelievable.

This is a little strange, although it is rare for Donald to search for demon contractors, but Charis and Barlow should have seen it, Rock Castle is more or less a medium-sized city, and the possibility of a demon contractor is there.

In fact...... Donald soon discovered that the center of Barlow's discourse seemed to be in the second half of the discourse.

"Is there any special meaning at the entrance of the opera house?"

Donald didn't have much research on the Devil's Contractor, and he couldn't figure out the hidden meaning of the opera house.

"No, this...... It's just a bit of an accident. ”

Barlow obviously wanted to hide something, and realized that he had lost his words, and immediately changed the subject and said,

"I'll tell Lady Charris about this now, and I ask you to wait. ”

Seeing Barlow trotting into the inn room, presumably preparing to contact Charis in some special way, Donald could only find a sofa on the first floor of the inn and sit down first, ask the innkeeper for some snacks, and take Finger to pass the time.

Luckily, Barlow didn't keep Donald waiting long, and he ran down from the second floor about ten minutes later.

"Lady Charis's friends have agreed to meet with you, so if you have time now, I can take you to meet them. ”

Barlow, who had been instructed by Charis, held the whip in his hand, and looked at Donald with a little more warmth in his eyes.

"Of course, go now. ”

For Charis, a friend of the Chosen One, Donald has been looking forward to it for a long time.

However, as soon as he got into Barlow's carriage and began to make his way down the street, a strange sense of familiarity began to flood into Donald's mind.

Familiar cafes, familiar streets, leaflets in the hands of passers-by and colored satin left over from the procession......

Curling his fingers and tapping twice on the side of the carriage, Donald leaned back on the seat inside and said in a loud voice, "Barlow, there's something I need to ask." ”

You ask. ”

Barlow's voice mingled with the cacophony outside.

"Are we going to the opera house at Rock Castle now?"

Donald asked, taking one final look at the situation outside.

Barlow, who was outside the carriage, was silent for a moment before replying, "You were here just now?"

"It's not just ...... been here."

This sentence Donald did not raise his pitch, just a man whispering to himself.

The carriage stopped outside the opera house, and Donald looked at Charis, who was waiting for him at the door, pursed his lips after getting out of the car, and took the initiative to meet him.

"You found a Demon Contractor at Rock Castle?"

There was no one else beside Charis, and Donald glanced left and right without seeing the friend she was talking about.

"That's right, and that's where they appeared. ”

As he spoke, Donald's gaze suddenly stopped on Charis, frowning and thinking for a moment.

His previous suspicion of the motives of the two demon contractors was that they were waiting for a certain target to arrive, and now he saw Sharith appear here.

If she hadn't come here in advance, wouldn't it mean that Charis would have faced those two demon contractors?

Taking a step back, Donald can vaguely guess the strength of Chariss now, except for the extremely strong God-given talent she has as the Chosen One, her own combat power is not strong.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been chased and killed for so long by a demon contractor whose strength was in the middle of the awakening, but her god-given talent was biased towards an auxiliary type of seduction-like ability.

Stephanie still has an emotional talent for fighting, which she obviously doesn't have.

"Here?"

The expression on Charis's face looked even more surprised than Barlow's when she heard the news just now, and then replied almost without thinking,

"No way, there can be no demon contractor here!"

"Why are you so sure?"

Donald was vaguely aware of something at this time, but he didn't say it explicitly.

"Because here...... This is my friend's territory, and if a demon contractor appears, she'll be the first to notice it. ”

After pondering for two seconds, Xia Ruisi still said the reason.

"I'd love to agree with you, but that's not the case, Lady Charis, you should understand that I'm not free enough to joke with you with a demon contractor!"

Donald didn't want to argue with Charis about the existence of the Demon Contractor he was talking about.

In fact, he regretted it a little now, and maybe it would have been a better decision to keep alive before, at least now he could give direct evidence.

For Donald's determination, Chariss also didn't know what to say for a while, she knew that the former had no reason to deceive her in such a thing, but at the same time she was quite confident in her friend.

"There may be some kind of misunderstanding here, you come with me, the concert in the theater is about to start, and I'll tell you when I go inside, it's not convenient to talk about those things outside. ”

After a moment's hesitation, Charis was still ready to tell Donald about the current situation, and the latter had no intention of arguing on the street, nodded and followed her in.

As a former art city, the layout and architectural level of the entire opera house are naturally not low.

Rao is still preserved as a symbol of the city's art boom in the context of the rapid development of the Industrial Revolution.

"I deliberately asked for two places on the second floor, on the second floor, where I could see the whole picture of the opera and not be affected by the people around me. ”

Standing at the end of the corridor at the entrance of the opera house, Charis pointed to the balcony-like structures extending from the left and right sides of the second floor.

"Uh...... Should I say thank you for the invitation?"

Donald spends most of his leisure time reading spell books or non-religious descriptions of the gods, and opera, the most common pastime of modern people, is extremely rare for him, so these arrangements are somewhat new to him.

"Not really, I just hope you can help me more in the future. ”

He walked around the theater from the other side of the theater, and when he reached the second floor, he lifted the curtains and went to the balcony he had seen below.

Perhaps because she had planned to take this opportunity to tell Donald something, Charis chose a more remote location, on the balcony on the right side by the exit of the gate, and there were not many spectators around.

"Don't you have any snacks or drinks or anything like that?"

Donald sat down and glanced left and right, and found a low table with no items, and couldn't help but ask.

"Is it your first time going to an opera?"

Charis glanced at Donald in some surprise, sat down with her skirt on her back, and continued,

"Snacks and drinks are not allowed in the opera house, as they will disturb the rest of the audience, and if you want to eat, you have to leave the opera after watching it. ”

"I see, I take back what I just said, in fact, it was Finger who wanted to eat, and I asked for it. ”

Patting Finger's forehead in his arms, Donald shrugged.

Meow~

Finger opened his mouth and bit Donald's thumb, not too hard, just to express his "indignation".

Bite~~~

The metal rod struck on the triangle, and the clear sound immediately silenced the otherwise noisy atmosphere in the theater.

Opera.

Here we go.