After letting a few guards escort the Helis siblings back, Lorain Hill continued to ride back in the carriage.

Hopland at night is a little more lively than during the day, after a tiring day of work, everyone likes to go out for a walk, there is no 996 work system in this world, plus there is no convenient bright electric light, so generally after dark will get off work to rest.

There are lanterns hanging from the street stalls, and there are those who sell trinkets, snacks, and even music tin boxes, which are alchemical props that can record sound and then play it, and after several improvements, the price is not too expensive.

The orange light circulating outside the window shone into the dark carriage, and as the carriage advanced, the light and shadow of the light turned and recedered on the small table. Listening to the noisy sound of the night market outside, Lorain Hill remembered the scene when he got off work in his previous life, and it was the same.

In the lightless bus, the high-rise buildings next to the road, as many as the starry neon lights, reflect the night, the orange light sprinkles on the tired face, very quiet, only hear the roar of the bus and the sound of the station, everyone sits together, but silent, can only occasionally see a face illuminated by the light of the mobile phone screen. In the face of this quiet carriage, she used to feel lonely occasionally, but occasionally she enjoyed it.

Loneliness is due to working in a big city, it is difficult to meet familiar relatives and friends in the past, and the little feelings in life can only be savored slowly. Enjoyment is because she will not be disturbed by the people around her, go to dinners that are not interesting, relatives gatherings, entertain guests, etc., after work, she can enjoy the free and comfortable time when she is alone, do whatever she wants, and the free heart is like running in the wilderness under the starlight, washing away the dust and troubles of the day.

Loren Hill leaned on the armrest of the sofa, looking at the sparkling lights outside the car window, and couldn't help but feel a kind of disgust at the conspiracy of assassination, why everyone didn't want to be sincere and diligent with their hands to get everything, but always wanted to take shortcuts. Once upon a time, the word diligence has become unpopular, and countless people promote all kinds of anxiety through various channels, and overwhelming advertisements tell you that only in this way can you be considered a 'senior' and a successful life. You have to make a lot of money, you have to get rich overnight, you have to live as an example to others, you have to care more about your future than your parents, and then sell their courses and products to show you how to be more successful.

In order to be on top, for the sake of competition, everyone no longer thinks about how to polish products, but on the contrary, they are extremely in-depth in advertising and publicity, bringing goods, touching opponents, making stumbling blocks, etc., and the hypocritical face under the glamorous coat makes it difficult to believe.

The carriage slowly drove into the courtyard of the chamber of commerce, allowing Lorain Hill to slowly wake up from the deep memories, step out of the carriage, and then start the dinner, the main course of the day is grilled cod, accompanied by vegetable soup, bacon bread, and a few coconut milk puddings at the end.

Watching the maids set the dinner by candlelight, the girl's brow furrowed slightly, and then she stretched out again, as if nothing had happened, and when the dinner was over, she went back to the bedroom to get ready to rest.

In front of the candlelit dresser, Lorain Hill looked at himself in the mirror and blinked her blue transparent eyes. Am I so easy to bully, assassinate myself again and again, aren't you afraid of my revenge?

The candle burns with a faint fragrance, and a feeling of sleepiness begins to strike, but it is not very strong, very subtle and imperceptible. She looked at the candle and didn't blow it out, usually she does light a candle in her bedroom, sometimes she reads a book in her bedroom and sees it late.

If she hadn't known all this, some of the food in the supper would have reacted wonderfully with the scent of the candles, and she would have slept forever tonight, never to wake up again.

Looking at this long-planned candle, she slowly stood up, thinking to herself what a normal person would do at this moment? Immediately called the guards of the courtyard, closed the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce, conducted a large-scale search, and then tortured and reasoned one by one to find out the murderer behind the scenes?

It's like walking through a labyrinth of fog, and everything is full of confusion and incomprehension.

These days, Chelsea's investigation has found that Seres is actually connected to the Helis family, and he does know about Mrs. Mera's past and does not fully investigate it. The crossbow, the carriage and the coachman belonged to the family of Nissos. The guards beside Meilu suddenly made a move, did the Helis family really not know, or did they think about it on purpose, making people think that someone else had framed it. Is the Tisiphone family the mastermind behind the scenes or just a thug? And the blue poison on the guard's sword came from a rare flower cultivated by the Animiyi family, and the Animiyi family was involved in it.

All these thoughts just make Loren Hill feel a visceral disgust and anger, and is it so interesting to sow discord and play with people's hearts?

Thinking that he was safe to hide in the shadows, he teased others with all kinds of schemes, and then shouted to show how clever he was, how skillful his means were, and how good he was to solve all the situations by stratagem, as if everyone was just a pawn in his hands to play. It's ridiculous to easily kill people invisibly, and then make the victims thank the murderer in turn.

The girl opened the curtains and looked at the moonless starry sky, standing still for a long time.

Then her hair faded from blonde to a translucent cyan, and her supple strands and skirt fluttered in the evening breeze, and her eyes continued to flow like emerald stars.

"You don't know anything about true power."

As the words fell, she jumped lightly from the windowsill, and then her figure flew up in the night like a rising star.

The wind whistled in her ears, her hair fluttered rapidly, her speed became faster and faster, breaking through the layers of airflow, the earth growing smaller and smaller in her vision, and the vast sky getting closer and closer.

Hopland at night is dotted with lights, and the lighthouse on the harbor occasionally passes by.

The earth is like a huge, dark canvas, the mountains and forests in the north are dark and dark, the cities built along the coast embrace the deep blue sea like a crescent moon, the crescent moon is lit like the stars on the ground, and the occasional ship entering the harbor is as small as ants.

Looking back at this land, the countless atmospheres around Lorain Hill began to flow, the light breeze within a radius of dozens of kilometers began to surround continuously, and countless emerald green natural magic began to flow with the breeze like fireflies. The horror of the mythical talent began to unfold, and the raging wind became incredibly docile and obedient in her hands, as if everything was meant to be.

"Let's put an end to this dumb obsession."

Lorain Hill's right hand pressed slightly, and the wind that stretched for several kilometers carried the natural magic that gradually became transparent, slowly falling from the sky.

The weather vane on the coast suddenly turned, the street trees on the street swayed in the wind, the leaves rattled, the charcoal fire on the street stall suddenly burned brighter and brighter, and the whole city was slowly filled with the night wind, and countless scenes, the locations of the characters, and the sounds of conversation were constantly fed back into Lorain's mind and consciousness through the night breeze.

There seemed to be an endless flow of information in her dreamy and emerald green eyes, the breeze swept everything, everything in the city was presented to her in detail, and there were no more secrets to hide.

In the face of the enemy's intrigue and intrigue chess game, she directly kicked over, so simple and rude, yet powerful and efficient.

"It's you."