In the silence of the library, Joyce sat at the table and couldn't help but panic, always feeling like she was being watched.

"Wow!"

Joyce flipped over a page of archival paper and made a sound to ease the tension.

"Goo!"

Elena sat on the stone stand, her stomach grumbling slightly.

"Are you hungry?"

Joyce turned to look at the blonde girl, looking calm.

"I don't know if it's night. ”

Elena nodded embarrassedly, making her very uncomfortable in such a quiet environment as the volume library.

Joyce did look at the task file for a long time, and he got up from his desk with Elena in mind.

"Let's go, go up and get some food. ”

If Elena wasn't there, Joyce wouldn't even go out without eating.

"Shall we go home?"

Elena asked Joyce in anticipation.

"Old Bolton said let's stay here, I guess we won't have a rest to sleep tonight. Joyce replied, sighing that it was good to be able to build a floor in the volume vault.

Exiting the library and closing the heavy metal door, Joyce first cautiously walked towards the arsenal.

"Mr. Cliff, are you alright?"

Joyce knocked on the window of the heavy iron door of the arsenal, making a clanging sound.

"Click!"

The window opened, revealing the face of a man with a heavy beard.

"Praise be to the God of Artisans, Joyce, you are finally here. "Even the bearded man seemed to hold back for a long time, but he didn't come out.

Smelling the not-so-good smell in the mouth of the bearded man, Joyce even wondered if there was a toilet in the arsenal.

"Mr. Cliff, do you need help?"

Joyce was the first to ask the bearded man, showing her kindness.

"Working meals, Joyce, I haven't eaten or drunk for a day. The bearded man hurriedly said.

"Mr. Cliff Colby is a very dedicated man!"

These words were uttered silently in Joyce's mind as she left the arsenal.

In Joyce's mind, if he had been Cliff, he would have been out several times.

On the right-hand side of the aisle, in addition to the arsenal and the scroll vault, there was a thick darkness at the end, as if it would swallow people, Joyce had never been there, and he guessed that it might be the location of the vault.

When he went up to the guard room in the aisle and noticed that Carvi Anthony, who had a large chin, everything was normal, and Joyce was sure that nothing had happened at the Traveler's Bar.

"Joyce, it's not a good day. ”

Helping Joyce open three doors, Anthony complained.

"It's the first time that Mr. Cliff has been so enthusiastic about me!" Joyce said without a smile on his face.

"Enthusiasm? I think he's going crazy with hunger. ”

The man with the big chin was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand what was going on.

"Mr. Anthony, is there any news coming back?"

Joyce was worried about the elder Bolton and the squad, and hoped that everyone would return safely.

And Joyce also knew that once a steam train derailed during its journey, it was a very terrible thing and could cause a lot of casualties.

"The messenger has returned, saying that some people have been killed and wounded, and some have been tied up in the Notting Forest, and the damn Restoration League are all crazy guys. The middle-aged man with a big chin whispered later, revealing indignation.

"Chief, they're going to be fine, right?"

Joyce paused slightly, feeling that the situation was more serious than he had imagined.

"I can't come back tonight, but tomorrow is about the same. Anthony shook his head and sighed.

"I've heard that the Notting Forest is terrifying. ”

Arriving at the bar on the first floor of the bar, Elena couldn't help but say to Joyce.

"Even if it is a search and rescue, it will not go too deep, not to mention the harsh environment of the Notting Great Forest, and those members of the Fortuna Alliance who have a plan are even more threatening. Joyce just said in her heart.

Outside the bar, it was dark, and the purple moonlight was clear.

"Nelly, please take three working meals, and Mr. Cliff hasn't eaten either. Joyce smiled at the skinny waitress on the night shift.

"Okay. ”

Nellie Novia has a good personality and agrees quite happily.

"There are a lot of customers at the bar!"

Looking at the cast-iron tables on the first floor of the bar almost full, Joyce silently remained cautious.

"Is that Arrin White?"

Elena looked at a young man in a brown suit, chatting with some drinkers, and whispered to Joyce.

"Hmm. ”

Joyce had only met the typists on the day shift in the contract room on the second floor, and he hadn't crossed paths too much, at least Angela didn't have a very good attitude towards him.

"Jingle bell!"

Before the working meal was ready, the door of the bar was pushed open, and a woman in a tunic hurriedly entered.

"I am the housekeeper of the Gerald family, Miss Caroline has been captured in Knight Frank, and the Gerald family needs the help of MIA. The woman in the tunic skirt came to the bar with no grace and said anxiously to the thin girl Nelly.

"The Gerald family is very rich in the city of Rensu. ”

As far as Joyce knew, Svanco Gerald was not only a wealthy businessman, but also a baron, and that several relatively large factories in Knight Frank belonged to the Gerald family.

When Nellie Novia heard the woman's butler's request, she was a little unsure of what to do, and then looked at Elena, and then at Arrin White in the bar.

"What's going on?"

Arrlyn White had apparently noticed the woman's butler hurrying in the door, and came over to inquire about Nelly.

The housekeeper felt that Arlin, who was dressed in a brown suit, could call the shots, and hurriedly explained the situation again, and did not forget to add a sentence when he was leaving: "Lord Svanko Gerod said that if Miss Caroline can be rescued, he is willing to support the MIA for three hundred gold luo." ”

"Three hundred?"

Despite feeling that the situation was not good, Joyce was surprised by the price quoted by the woman's housekeeper.

"This lady, I'm sorry, the operation team in the department has an emergency field service, except for the guard post, there are no official members to be dispatched, maybe you can issue a mission to mercenaries and adventurers. The young man's direct decision was completely unexpected by Joyce.

Before Arrlin White made a decision, Joyce was a little worried that the other party would get involved with him and Elena.

"Whoever can rescue Miss Caroline, the three hundred gold Luo promised by the lord is valid. The woman and the housekeeper were even more anxious after being rebuffed.

"Please come with me upstairs, and I'll get a contract for the mission. Arrin White smiled appeasefully, then turned and led the housekeeper to the second floor of the bar.

"It's a pity that I don't have the strength to earn this money!"

Joyce sighed secretly, remembering the disappearance of the street girl before, and wondered if it had anything to do with Miss Caroline's arrest.

The derailment of the steam train bound for Dominburg and the dispatch of the military and police department in Rensu will inevitably leave the city garrison empty, and Joyce guesses that the night will not be peaceful.

"The Gerald family's 300 gold robe quest bounty should stir up the circle of mercenaries, adventurers, and hunters!" Joyce could already feel the gaze of some drinkers at the bar while he waited for the working meal.

"Eat fast. ”

Seeing that Nellie brought the working meal, Joyce did not rush to deliver it to Cliff Colby, and hurriedly signaled to Elena.

"Joyce!"

Even though Elena was hungry, Joyce was constantly pouring food into her mouth, and she looked strange.

"Bang!"

Before Elena could take two bites of roast beef, the door of the bar was slammed open, and a man in a trench coat ran straight to the bar.

"Rossi Asylum has patients out of control. ”

The man in the trench coat covered his flank, and there was faint blood flowing out.

"How much is going on this night?"

Joyce moved out of the way, still plucking food into her mouth.

Rosie's Asylum, the Rose and Sword Fighting Hall, the Rensu Prison, and the Traveler's Bar all had MI personnel, which Joyce knew, but he hadn't been to the other three.

The man in the trench coat mentions that the patient is out of control, which makes Joyce wonder if it could be a mysterious trait backlash.

Before Arrin White could make a decision, Joyce brought another plate and motioned for Elena to go underground with him.

"Mr. Anthony, an injured man just came, and he said that there were patients in Rossi Asylum who were out of control. Joyce asked the big-chin man in the watchroom to open the door to the underground and informed the other of the situation.

"It's terrible!"

Carvi Anthony couldn't help but mutter, and didn't leave his post.

Arriving at the underground arsenal, Joyce knocked on the window of the heavy iron door, and while giving Cliff Colby a working meal, he told him what he had learned from above.

"Joyce, have you ever thought about leaving here, leaving Rensu City?" asked Elena to Joyce before Joyce could enter the Library.

"Don't scare me, I'm most afraid that you will come so suddenly. Joyce said helplessly in her heart.

"I was thinking about a futon, but depending on the situation above, don't make a mess, Elena, I may have to settle in the library tonight. Joyce slurred as she ate the rest of her plate.

"Did old Rupert tell you anything?"

Elena asked Joyce in the right tone, and the whole person felt weird.

"Maybe she's the most terrifying variable!"

Joyce wanted to cry out for help now, but not for himself.

Even if Joyce didn't have the ability to activate his eyes, he saw it at this time, and there were mirror-like ripples expanding behind Elena.

A vague figure covered in roots rippled, wrapping their roots around Elena, some of which had even burrowed into her body.

"Elena is in control!"

Joyce shuddered at the face of the small sarcoma on the roots.

"Old Rupert only said that he would enter the Gate of Radiance, and when he finally saw him go out, he did not leave me a bronze burun. Joyce was unmoved on the surface, hoping that Elena's strange appearance would recover in a short period of time, as before.

However, Elena's condition did not improve as Joyce had imagined, and as the dense roots burrowed into her, her expression had become painfully distorted, and there were green veins spreading under her skin.

"Boom!"

Just as Joyce was about to shout, the darkness at the end of the underground poured out like smoke.