Chapter 473: Agatha Christie
Today is unexpectedly normal.
And business is surprisingly good.
So good that the glow hourglass thought that the scene he saw the other day was wrong.
Although he always felt that something was wrong, he couldn't see it.
The market was full of people, and the vendors were shouting and shouting.
But the glow hourglass doesn't need to be shouted.
What he sells, even if it doesn't need to be advertised, people will come to buy it.
There were as many people gathered around his booth as ever today.
He felt like he was going to make a lot of money again.
Yes, it's business as usual, he welcomes a group of customers and sends them off.
The people who came, both fresh and familiar, all chatted and laughed with each other, adding a joyful color to his vision.
The scene that day may have really been his imagination.
He began to forget about the anomaly of that day and began to devote himself to the task at hand.
And the trace of something that made him feel wrong just now gradually faded out of his mind at this moment.
However.
The slightest hint of something wrong was like the remnants of a broken thread, and no matter what, it couldn't completely disappear from his mind.
"It still doesn't feel right." The glow hourglass put out a stack of freeze charms again, and the pile of freezers just now had been snapped up by enthusiastic buyers, "What the hell is wrong?" ”
He still couldn't find the real problem with things.
But just then, a subtle sound of metal crashing reached his ears.
Yes, in the midst of this noisy street market, a subtle metallic sound reached his ears impartially.
It was quieter than the flapping of mosquitoes or the sucking of flies, but he heard it.
It was as if he was destined to hear it.
It's like no one in the room can hear him but him.
"Time Stops!"
In an instant, the air in the entire street market fell silent.
The length of the market was about thirty meters, and at this moment, the glow hourglass extended his time stop range to thirty meters.
But at the cost of this, his time-out this time only lasted less than two seconds.
But for him, it was enough.
In the moment of unfolding, his body was already next to a customer dressed in black outside his stall.
From just now, the abnormality that he constantly perceived in his heart was caused by this person.
If it weren't for the existence of this person, he might not have the inexplicable weirdness he had just now.
However, the reason why the glow hourglass found this person was entirely because of the clanging of metal just now.
It was the subtle metallic sound that allowed the glow hourglass to lock onto the man.
Now, he had to lift this man's black robe to see what he was hiding under the robe.
However, when the glow hourglass actually opened the man's robes, he was stunned.
Hidden under the black robe was the emblem of the Halo Church.
This man is a clergyman!
The glow hourglass immediately lowered the man's robes, and quickly sat back in his seat.
The time stop is lifted.
"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......" Glow Hourglass coughed violently.
Just now, in order to see the badge clearly, he could only forcibly extend the time for a second, which made him feel a little overloaded for a while.
But the second was worth it.
The black-robed man didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary, and continued to pace away from the glow hourglass booth.
The glow hourglass was now sitting on his horse and thinking.
Why did the clergy come to this place?
When he joined the Halo Guild, he also learned about some of the rules and regulations of the Halo Church by the way.
For example, clergy are not allowed to enter secular entertainment places unless they have permission to do so.
And the market is also under the restrictions of this article.
Well, that is, either the clergyman just now came by stealthily evading the canon, or he was approved.
In the eyes of the glowing hourglass, it was clear that this person was the latter.
But why would the church specifically approve a clergy to hang out in the market?
There is no particularly definite answer to this question for the glow hourglass yet.
However, he understood that this must have something to do with the anomaly two days ago.
Looking at the clergy pacing around, a smile hung over the corner of Glow Hourglass's mouth.
He knew that he was going to close the stall early today.
……
"Head, head!" Sepheus finally mustered up the courage to shout it.
He understands that if he says that he is dead anyway, and if he doesn't say it, he will die, and it is better to submit a confession before death is more in line with his life creed.
Although his creed in life is to survive, but he is going to die anyway, in fact, it is not bad.
"Tell me, what else do you have?" Mokan nodded, and the broadsword in his hand looked at Syphus and asked.
Syphus's eyes were fixed on the machete, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his throat.
Sure enough, he was still afraid of death.
But he was more afraid of Mokan's gaze than death.
"Head, I said." Syphus said tremblingly, "Or...... Why don't we ...... Let's ......"
"If you fart, let it go!" Mokan spat to the side.
"Otherwise, let's not fight this battle, the other side is too strong, they have everything, there are spells, cannons, and a bunch of messy and strange things, our brother will die as soon as he shows up, our strength this time is not as good as the last time, or let's withdraw this time first, and then go up next time, big brother, please, please, you are taking our brother to death, irrational, big brother!"
Sephus told Mokan everything he wanted to say without taking a breath.
Because he was afraid that once he paused, he would be beheaded by Mokan.
After his words stopped, all that was left was a long silence.
"How...... What's wrong? Sepheus closed his eyes, not daring to look at Mokan.
He didn't want to die with his head still visible to his body.
"Is everything you just said true?" Mokan's tone calmed down.
"Yes...... It's true, it's true. Sephes nodded vigorously.
"Do you really think we don't have any chance of winning this time?" Mokan asked, sitting down, looking at Syphus.
"Don't say a little, there's no zero." Saifus still lowered his head and closed his eyes, and said tremblingly.
"Okay then." Mokan sighed, "Maybe my father was right at the time. ”
"What?" Somewhat incredulous, Sypheus finally opened his eyes and looked up at Mokan.
"Get up." Mokan reached out to Syphus, ready to pull him up.
And Syphus tentatively stretched out his trembling hand to Mokan at this moment.
"Thank you, thank you, Chief." Tears welled up in Sephes's eyes.
However, at this moment, a small sound that only a machine can produce suddenly sounded. [.]