The carriage stopped in front of the huge palace building. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because after entering the federal system, in order to reduce the finances, the Central Palace was no longer as lit up all night as it was in the Imperial Age, which was enough to illuminate the entire Central Palace.

A few magic gas lamps developed with the latest technology were lit up, and they were shrouded in the stone cover of the old imperial era, and the not-so-bright lights pulled the entire sprawling complex like a group of monsters hiding in the shadows.

"Well, I'll go back. Olivia gathered her black dress, pulled her hair, and bowed to Su Junyan and the others in an extremely ladylike manner.

Only then did she look like a noble princess, with a detached expression, her blue eyes reflecting her long silver hair, and in the trance light, like some kind of empty flower hanging high in the sky.

"Good night. Su Junyan looked at her, a little distracted.

Olivia's back paused and said, "Good night." ”

Then she leaned on to the window lattice and went down.

Su Junyan didn't leave immediately, he opened the window in the car, and watched her figure fade away in the trance light, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

"Doesn't that feel a little far away?" Winnington lit another cigarette, puffing out rising smoke in the dim light of the carriage.

"Let's go. Su Junyan didn't answer and closed the window.

The carriage started slowly, and there was a slight tapping sound in the streets as the night wore on.

"After tonight, you're going to be in trouble. Winnington did not mean to stop his conversation, smoking a cigarette, hiding his face in the smoke cloud, and continued.

"Then what do you have a good idea?" Su Junyan closed his eyes and leaned back in the carriage, not intending to look at Wen Nington.

"Let it go. Winnington's words were a bit of a pun.

"But I'm already out. Su Junyan replied.

He had come out, and from the darkness, he had seen the sun, he had already felt the warmth of the sun, the sun, the wind, and the temperature between the girl's fingers.

How is it possible, how can you want to go back?

There are not many things that Su Junyan wants to hold firmly in his life.

His materialism is very weak, and with the money he earns from killing, he can live without worrying about food and clothing for several lifetimes.

But he took all the money and scattered it, and went deep into the north alone to make some money on his sword.

Before this, what he wanted to hold on to most was the knife in his hand.

And now, what he wants to grab most seems to be those hands?

There are very few things that he can't give up in his life.

Before the age of eighteen, he was most reluctant to have his family, and he always hoped that the family could stay together for a longer time.

After the age of eighteen, the most reluctant thing for him is death.

Now, he suddenly felt that he was a little reluctant to bear the residual warmth in his palm.

"Then walk back again. Wen Nington smiled, "It's still too late, and I can help you." ”

He smiled and told Su Junyan that this is a very deep pool of water, I have already shown you its deep undercurrent, and it is still too late for you to withdraw now.

After all, no matter how good your killing skills are, how well you manipulate the magic power weapons, and how thoroughly you study the magic spells, you are just one person.

An unknown foreigner.

Outland boys were never welcome in Central Castle.

Some people are born only to stay in the dark.

The sun outside is too strong to tan the camouflage they thought they were strong.

At this moment, Winnington has a bargaining chip.

He was no longer the dying Winnington, he was the Winnington of Central Glory again, the Winnington of Resfield.

People who stand in the sun.

"What if I refuse?" Su Junyan still didn't open his eyes, and even a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then wait and see?" Winnington didn't care, he flicked the ash of his cigarette, and the silvery-white ash made a chaotic arc in the dim air.

"Well, I'm out of the car. Su Junyan said suddenly.

He opened his eyes and looked at Winnington, dark as night.

"Oh, by the way, you calculate my business tonight, minus an antidote. When Su Junyan got out of the car, he suddenly said again.

Wen Nington, who was calmly preparing to light a second cigarette, suddenly the corners of his eyes jumped violently.

Reducing the dosage of one pill is enough to tear the heart and lungs in pain.

He suddenly felt that he had made a stupid mistake, Su Junyan was not a cowardly person, he might really be able to drag him to hell for Olivia's sake.

"Hey......" He was about to say something more, but found that Su Junyan had disappeared into the night.

And in the dark night, the only thing that shines brightly is the Central Wangcheng Demon Warlock Association, which operates 24 hours a day.

What is he doing here?

Su Junyan came here, of course, for his intentions.

Tonight, or what happened today, made him realize the seriousness of the matter.

He was severely lacking in a strong enough force.

It can only be said that he really doesn't pay attention to the gossip news of the Central Royal City, otherwise, he will definitely not miss even the details of Lucifer's liking for Olivia.

He's in an extremely disadvantageous position right now, so he needs to put together all the forces that can work for him.

Winnington, for example, and so on.

Hawk.

This is a maverick master of the Thunder Pattern in the entire Magician Association.

In addition to his unparalleled thunder strength, he is also famous for one thing, that is, to protect his shortcomings.

All who come out of his door will be extremely upheld by him.

About his shortcomings.

The most famous incident is probably the Rogue Warlock Atst incident.

The rogue Warlock Artist is also a celebrity, or rather a disgrace, in the world of magic warlocks.

He is a gifted thunder magician, who worships under Hawke's door, but he is also a lazy and lazy rotten man, and one of his favorite things is to drink flower wine with all kinds of beauties in the gold cave, and to flirt with beautiful beautiful sorcerers.

This vice caused him to almost miss the most important raid during the Eleventh Purge War because he was busy reading poems to a young woman who had just been transferred to the Warlock Battalion, so that he caused a massive rout on the frontal battlefield, and in the end, if Lucifer had not stepped forward, he might have died.

He was court-martialed afterwards, but was saved by his teacher, Hawke.

Now he is still living in the Central Castle.

Su Junyan, now, what he needs is such a person who is enough to protect his shortcomings. ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― ask for recommendations and collections. I watched a movie today, so it's late.