After returning Dino to his lodgings, Delano rode alone in a carriage to the door of the "Lasmod Palace of Forgiveness". The door was ajar as usual, and upon entering the room he saw Caesar sitting in the center of the carpet, as if meditating.

Draenor approached the soothsayer and placed the magnolia flower in front of him.

"Draenor, that Canaanite...... You're not trying to wish me a happy winter, are you? What are you here for? ”

"Prove one thing." He pointed to the magnolia flower on the ground that exuded cold air, "Prove that the owner of this flower is still alive." ”

This time, he took the initiative to push fifty deli in front of Caesar.

"Well, you're already familiar with the steps......" Caesar raised his finger and pressed it lightly against the petals, lost in thought.

"A Ventia ......" Caesar continued, meeting Draenor's expectant eyes, "in a forest, a forest of redwood trees......"

Moran is still alive! Delaeno pounded the ground excitedly and continued to ask the soothsayer, "Is she the only one?" ”

"No, there are two more men, a wandering prince and a dwarf...... The woman seemed to have burn marks on her arms, and was following the dwarf towards the hill......"

It was the Battery family who left it to her...... Draenor thought that he had forgotten Moran's divinity, that she was able to freeze the air around her, and that must have been how she had survived the fire.

It seems that Cooper has gone to the southern mountain road to avoid the blizzard, and he even met Moran and Yakov, who escaped death, and is now taking the two to find Yelena's residence......

"What an incredible coincidence......" Draenor shook his head with a wry smile, and the haze that had been tormenting him in his heart finally dissipated, "That's enough, thank you very much for your help, Happy Winter." ”

With that, Draenor gently pinched the flower and slipped it back into his breast pocket, turning and walking towards the door.

"Wait a minute, there's one more thing, it's about yourself......"

As Draenor turned around, he saw Caesar pull out a shattered metal part from behind him, the thing showing signs of being burned by the flames, and the wooden handle had been charred......

It's the fire gun that I left in the sanatorium!

"That exploding gun...... Where did you get that from!? ”

"Just this morning, a guest came, and like you, he is a foreigner......"

Caesar set the twisted firebolt aside, his withered fingers pointing in front of him.

"Just sit where you were and claim to be looking for you."

Draenor suddenly felt a chill in his back, and his breathing involuntarily became short. Is it the Azra? No, only the Canaanites would be called foreigners...... It was clear that the man had already been to the burned sanatorium and was using the fire as a clue to find his whereabouts......

"Don't worry, I'm not a layman who only recognizes money, and I didn't tell him your specific information when I thought that this might cause you trouble, but I just knew that you were now a member of the Knights."

"Can you describe what he looks like in more detail?" Draenor asked the soothsayer, and the moment he spoke, he suddenly remembered that the other party's eyes couldn't see anything at all, but if his so-called "mind-seeing" ability really worked, at least he could notice that kind of foreigner in the future.

"He was wrapped in a thick fog, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but only a vague image of his clothes...... He wears a dark blue hunting suit and appears to have his left arm wrapped around it...... Thorns? Caesar frowned and remembered carefully, then sighed and gave up, "I can only remember this, that thick fog smells of blood, it should be the blood of beasts, you will understand......"

"I hope it's not the enemy......" Draeno muttered under his breath, saying goodbye to Caesar and walking straight to the carriage.

【Half an hour, Maple Street Apartments】

"I knew it!"

Vicilico, who had just sat on the couch, jumped up again and paced back and forth in the living room excitedly.

"I knew that Moran couldn't just be burned to death, she was a witch, and it was her job to create miracles!"

"Great, Sister Moran is still alive......" Jeanne couldn't help but cover her mouth and cry, she should have been happy to hear that her partner, who had been confirmed dead, was alive again, but she recalled the difficult journey again.

"Wait, you're Cooper and you've met them? Even if it's a script, it's too! That old man named Caesar couldn't be a liar, right? Vicilico suddenly became serious, leaned over to Draenor and asked him.

"No, the script has always had a very strict logic, but the reality is absurd from beginning to end."

Draenor stirred the tea in the cup with a teaspoon, calmly but firmly stating the facts.

"You can't go wrong, he's a soothsayer, and it was because of his news that we were able to find the plague doctor. It is true that this method is a bit far-fetched, but it is true, Cooper is taking them to meet Yelena, and the brother and sister can be reunited again. ”

He felt that everyone, including himself, was like a pawn on a chessboard, with a pair of invisible hands helping him and others to take every step, avoiding all kinds of threats as much as possible, and giving back to them with a relatively desirable result.

As a result, the law of "the facts of what happened cannot be changed" has no place for it. Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with his principles, and good luck did not come down by this, and Moran escaped with Yakov with his own willpower. Draenor thought about it, and the good news also gave him the confidence to move forward.

"Yes, now we have less heart sickness, congratulations!" Vicky finally relented, slumped on the couch and recalled the past with Moran.

"Indeed, great......"

Looking at the swirling tea in the cup, the smile finally returned to Langlano's face, but it was fleeting. He condensed Caesar's words into a single sentence, pondering the implications.

"Another stranger is looking for you......"

The information is very clear, but what is worth pondering is not the surface of this sentence, and the doubts that entangled him are all focused on the three words "foreigner".

The presence of the firearm was enough to prove that the man was also near the sanatorium at the time, at least after the fire had been completely extinguished, and he went in to explore and discover it. But as a Canaaniite, how did he learn about Caesar's power?

There is only one possibility, the stranger who is looking for him must know very well about the divinity, and perhaps he is also the owner of the divinity, and the sign of the "Palace of Forgiveness of Sins" is very conspicuous, and it is possible that he also discovered it by accident.

The first question had just been solved, but the bigger doubts were once again entangled in Pelano's thinking:

"What is he so desperate for finding me......

Draenor looked out the window at the blackened Void, and his instincts told him that he never knew the stranger, and that being able to chase him all the way from Canaan to Nagseus was enough to prove that he was extraordinarily powerful......

Buzz - Buzz -

The vibration from his trouser pocket distracted his thoughts, and Draenor twisted the knob aside, intently waiting for news from the other party.

"Draenor, this is Jet, there's bad news......"

It looks like another anomaly is happening. Draenor subconsciously got up and walked to the door, tapped the pager to his chest and told Vicilico:

"I'm afraid it's a new case, it seems that Kelton is still far from tranquility, so try to go out as little as possible."

Putting on his boots, Draenor slung his sword around his waist and left the room, once again holding the pager to his ear as he left the door.

"Time, address, specific event."

"The specific time is not clear, the location is at No. 62 Lily of the Valley Road, and it is a homicide." Jett's voice was visibly shaky, and after a pause, she added, "Hurry up as fast as you can......