"The train is about to start, the next stop is the final station of this train, Barton, please keep the passengers off the platform......"

The emotionless voice repeated itself in the dark night, and the passengers on the train made their final adjustments, waiting for the train to start.

"It's finally home, home, home. "I always felt that I had seen a woman of about thirty somewhere, covered in a black cloak, with a strange smile on her face, and said this to her two companions, who were also covered in the cloak.

Cloaks? Don't make a fuss, there are people on the train at this time who are wearing even stranger clothes (Comic Con), cloaks, it's really not an eye-catching thing.

"Did you inform Lydia?" said a man in a cloak, his skin as dry and dull as tree bark, and we couldn't tell his age thanks to this terrible skin, "does your brother know you're going back?"

"Of course not. The woman named Lydia shook her head, "I like surprises. ”

"I don't like surprises. "Some young girl voices, the height looks like eleven or twelve years old, the skin is surprisingly fair, transparent, like a porcelain doll, "Lydia, you should write a letter first, tell your brother that you are back, and you have brought a guest." ”

With a slight vibration, the train started and headed for the terminal, Barton.

"Eve, no one writes now. Lydia still had a smile on her face, "We're calling, you've seen, the kind of square box with handles, the phone." ”

"You mean the kind of thing that has buttons and makes a screeching sound when pressed?" Eve frowned, "I hate that kind of thing, it makes me feel like there are bugs in my ears that keep screaming, it's irritating, I'm too old to get used to that kind of thing." She turned her head to look out the window.

The train leaves Newton Station. The scenery outside quickly darkened, but the faint shapes could still be seen in the night, with square, cold and hard artificial buildings, and towering chimneys...... Accompanied by a dull mechanical sound. It is also within the boundaries of Newton's North End, and its geographical convenience - the Charles and Paising rivers to the north and south make it Newton's industrial area.

"It's changed. Everything has changed. There was a sad expression on the porcelain doll's face, "Since when did the workshop become so big, what are the chairs made in it?"

"Nobody says about the workshop anymore, it's the factory. The man with terrible skin spoke, "Eve, you should come out and take a look, you're too out of place." ”

"Didn't I come out? Eve leaned in on Lydia, "I want to see what Lydia's family looks like." She looked at Lydia. "I'm curious about what kind of home education produces people like you. ”

"Then you're going to be disappointed, my parents, probably just enjoying retirement now, it's boring. Lydia smiled and took Eve's hand, "As for my brother." Lydia raised an eyebrow, then shook her head again, "He's a bit like Toredo you talked about, and you probably won't like him either." ”

Think. Think about it, which one is in Barton. We know guys, like Toredo!!

"I don't hate Toledo. The man pursed his lips, "They are always well-dressed, well-behaved, willing to try new things, and even if they don't apply to the Eyes of Charm, they are very capable." Well, persuasion. And we have a good relationship with humans, and most of our blood magic experiments are done with the help of Toledo. ”

"Hmph. Eve rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't say it was helping. What we do looks to them like a street trick. "You can't remember, that pesky Toledo once invited us to a nobleman's house to perform our dream magic. She shifted her body in disgust, "The magic of a little trick!" is what he called our work, and it was an insult!"

The man tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Speaking of him, is he still alive?"

"Probably dead, it's not a pity to die. Eve said.

"Probably not. Lydia shrugged, "Isn't the new Toredo in the West still active at night? What's his name?"

"Zachary. The man replied, "Toredo's ancestor's favorite 'son'......"

"Don't talk about him!" Eve was actually angry, and tugged Lydia, "Tell me where this is, and how long will it take to get to your house!"

Lydia smiled at the helpless man and patted Eve's hand soothingly, "Come on, out of Newton, we'll enter Barton's West End, and you can see my home from the window." She looked thoughtful, "Let me think about it, I haven't come back for a long time......"

"Well, I think you'll see Barton Manor first, then Quinn, then Bishop. Lydia smiled, "I won't miss it, it's outrageously bigger than Sharp's manor, and then it's my house." ”

Don't think about it, the answer is out, it's Smith.

Lydia Smith, wrong, it's Lydia Reimer, the sister of Mr. Smith we know well. The maker of 'Valmina', a competitor who was brought down by Smith with a state agency, is here.

"Good. Eve frowned, "I can't wait to meet your Toledo-like brother." ”

"Eve. Lydia smiled, "Please don't join in the personal feelings, we lost, you have to admit that in these things, my brother, is more ...... than me" She raised an eyebrow, her expression strange, "Experienced." ”

"Lydia. Eve looked up and looked at Lydia, the porcelain doll became serious, "This is not a family business competition between your brothers and sisters, there is no secret alliance, I have a whole clan to support, and the surname of Remer will not disappear in my hands." ”

"That's why we're here, isn't it. Lydia patted Eve's hand, "Don't worry." ”

Eve didn't seem to be completely appeased, and shook her head with a frown.

A change of topic may be a wiser choice at this point.

"Oh yes. Lydia smiled, "We won't go straight to the manor, the train will go to Becky in the North Side, which is the final stop." I think we could have stayed for one night now in Becky, which has always been the busiest place for Barton's nightlife......"

Evee, who was beside Lydia, stood up from her seat, and Lydia stopped talking and looked at Eve, who was standing no taller than her, "What's wrong?"

"Werewolves. ”

The man with terrible skin also stood up and stared out the dark window. It was getting closer and closer to the border of Newton, and the traces of the factory had disappeared, only the blackened woods.

"I didn't feel anything. Lydia also looked out the window.

"Because you're too young. The man frowned, "Eve, what are we going to do?"

"Go out and have a look. Eve gave the order as she pushed Lydia, who was about to stand up, back into her seat. "You stay here, you're too weak. ”

Lydia pursed her lips as she watched Eve and the man walk around their seats and towards the back of the carriage. Eve was right, she was so weak, until now, she hadn't noticed anything.

The junction where the carriages met shook and the men in their robes frowned and closed the front and rear doors. The hand in the wide-sleeved robe was exposed, and the slightest line of blood poked out from the fingertips as if commanded, and in a moment it became entangled and turned into a net, covering the windows of the front and rear doors.

Maybe things are already weird here, but there's something even weirder.

"Get out. Eve took a look at the seemingly enclosed space and gave the order again. Fingers unbuttoned the collar of the robe.

At the moment when the robe covering the whole body fell off, two pillars of blood that seemed to be entangled and formed by countless blood lines rushed out!

Bright red blood collided with the rocking junction of the train. It's as if it's infiltrating!

"See? The sound appeared on the roof of the train! The white, transparent arm pointed to a spot in the black pressing woods ahead, slightly deflecting as the train moved at full speed.

Flender, the man with terrible skin, knelt in front of Eve in a protective posture. Strange utensils, equipment, tied to Flender. After being uncovered by a robe, it was revealed in the night.

"I saw it. The crimson gaze, as if radiated, Flemish's dry, dull skin was covered in a bright red stream, not at all like Eve's...... Transparent.

Flender looked at where Eve was pointing. There was surprise in his tone, "But, what is that?" As if to confirm it, he looked up and looked at the moon in the east, not the full moon cycle!

"Two alphas. Eve frowned, "a ......" as if she wasn't quite sure what she was seeing, "completely wolf (Benjamin)." She also looked up at the moon, shook her head, and continued to look at where she was pointing, "and the wolf werewolf who has been young (Matthew). ”

"Is it a fight between two wolves?" Flender's tone was full of uncertainty.

Eve didn't answer, she was watching the battle that was completely stalemate.

The side of the wolf body is completely inferior in numbers, but the power brought by the complete wolf body is not something that the other side can suppress with only alpha skin.

"The alpha of the wolf's body, so, is that a human?" Flender found something on the periphery of the werewolf's warband, "In'an wizard?"

"A very bad wizard (Max). Eve apparently saw it too, and she shook her head, "At this time, their Indians' 'Lost Charm' is obviously more appropriate, but he chose to restrict the spell. ”

The train where Eve was standing was moving, and the werewolf warband was also moving, as if it were in the same direction.

Eve turned her head and looked in the direction the train was heading, "We." "We're here, including the werewolves," we're about to enter Barton's West End, and I can already see the manor that Lydia was talking about. ”

"Are we going to do something?" Flender's body seemed to be covered with more bloodlines, flowing against the skin, which was eerie.

Eve didn't answer.

"Shall we do something?" Flender asked again, taking something in front of his chest with his hand, and squeezing it in his hand, as if ready to do something.

"I'm thinking. Eve's face turned impatient, "Let me think." ”

The corners of Flender's mouth tugged at each other, he wanted to help Eve think, "They are also moving towards Barton, we hope that in Barton, there will be two more groups of our world enemies - will there be werewolves led by Alpha?"

"Nope. This was thought of quickly, and Eve immediately gave the answer.

"So, what are we going to do?" Flender had already pulled away from his hand, ready to complete.

"I'll come. Eve bypassed Flender, who was already ready, and raised her hand, pointing at the werewolf warband.

Flender waited for a moment, "Eve?" because Eve didn't do anything.

"I'm thinking. Eve frowned, "Patton is rumored to be Patton's territory, this is already Patton's border, how can I tell if there is Patton's Alpha on the side fighting there?"

Flender opened his mouth, "We don't want anyone to know that we're coming to Patton, we want to be able to hide under Patton's alpha and stealthily control Smith." ”

"Yes. Eve pursed her lips, "That's the plan." So......" she stopped talking.

"If Barton's Alpha is there, this place is about to enter Patton, reinforcements from his territory are coming, and now the balance of the battle is going to be broken, and Patton's Alpha will win. ”

"I know what to do. Eve thought, "If our whereabouts at Barton are discovered by Barton's alpha in the future, and if Barton's alpha is there now, we can say that we are helping him at this time, helping him delay time and wait for reinforcements." If Barton's Alpha isn't there, we can say that this is the time to help him contain new invaders. ”

Bright red threads oozed from Eve's fingertips and gathered in front of her palm.

"Hehe, you sound a lot like that Toledo you hate, deconstruct things......"

"Shut up. Eve, clenching her hand, a small ball of blood in front of her palm rushed into the night, submerging into the black and oppressive woods.

The wind on the roof of the car was very heavy, but Eve didn't seem to have a hair blown, standing quietly on the roof like a ceramic doll, and as the train moved forward, she turned slightly and looked at somewhere in the woods where she had cast blood magic and had been thrown far behind the train.

"It's quiet. The blood lines covering Flender's body gradually faded, and the redness in his eyes disappeared. Relaxed and stood up beside Eve, unlike Eve, whose dry gray hair had been blown even more messy like a bird's nest, "I wish them a good night's sleep." ”

"Let's go back. Eve turned her head and looked in the direction of the train, "Enter Barton." Far away, but as she got closer, Eve saw something, "Is that Sharp's manor, it's really outrageous." ”

Flender looked in that direction too, and in the night, it was pitch black and nothing, "I can't see that far." ”

Eve frowned, "Then find a way to see that far away!"

Flender frowned, and the bright red threads covered his bark-like skin again, and a thin stream of bright red flowed into his eyes, and his gaze radiated red again.

"What's that?!" Flender's tone was a little surprised, and he looked at where Eve was looking, "Well, is that bigger than Sharp Manor?" But, that's, that's ......"

"Fierce spirits. "Eve is done.

Then, without warning, her face suddenly changed, and the porcelain doll's face actually flushed slightly, "What's that!" cried out in a gaffe.

Flender looked there as hard as he could, he didn't see anything more surprising than that huge spirit, "What?"

Oh. It's nothing, it's just that Zach finally drove the Grande van to Bishop Manor, he stopped in front of the gate, pushed the car door with an irritated face, and stared at the dark red manor.

Hell James, he should have been warned yesterday not to go near Bishop Manor.

Zach shook his head and walked to the manor gate. It's too late to think about this now, there was really no kindness to James yesterday, and now I want Zach to save him, as if he deserved it!

Zach stopped abruptly moving forward, turned back, and looked southwest. Looking beyond the thick manor forest, there is only the elevated highway that separates the social classes of the West End, which runs through the West End and leads to the North Side Becky, which is horizontal in mid-air. Nothing but a train approaching.

Zach frowned, he obviously felt that someone was watching him just now.

Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth and stared at the advancing train, until he was completely submerged in the isolation forest that blocked his sight and sound, and still found nothing.

Zach shook his head, delusional. With a gloomy face, he glanced at the manor, which was shrouded in dark red, and stepped inside. (To be continued......)