Aside from some unnecessary hassles, such as a grudge coming to Kelly for an explanation, or other poor creatures who haven't experienced the real performance of the enhanced mechanism, the process of making the jamming transmitter went well. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Kelly survived the whole night, and all night, she locked herself in that filthy room. By the time Freya and Carl arrived the next day to retrieve the jamming transmitter, the guy had fallen asleep on the table.

The arrival of the two eventually woke her up, and she wiped her eyes with a lazy smile. "It's earlier than I thought, and it looks like you're really pressed for time. ”

"So, what was the result?" asked Carl.

Kelly didn't bother to clean up the messy table, and limped into the room with the waste on the floor. In a moment, she walked out with a tightly fastened pouch. "Take it, there are four of them, I did my best. ”

"Four? Are you kidding?" Carl looked at Kelly with incredulous eyes, though he took the pouch.

"I wish I was joking, but alas, there are only enough materials to make four. Kelly shrugged her shoulders indifferently.

"Let's go, Carl. Freya gestured that she didn't want to dwell too much on the fait accompli. "Thank you, Kelly. ”

"Let's go, let's go, I'll have to figure out how to attach my mind to the bullet. Kelly urged the two of them, and under her slightly teasing gaze, they left the filthy house and set out on their way back to the West Coast.

Compared to the busy two, the people on the West Coast are more relaxed. But it's not so much an easy thing to do as it is a day of waiting for the jamming transmitter to be made. The only thing that came to fruition was Camille, who traveled frequently between the Celestial Behemoth and the West Coast, and she found the journal of Marcel, the Blue Truth Inquisitor and a blood-red strange crest.

When Lotus descended on the Celestial Veil, Marcel the Inquisitor made up his mind to fight Lotus to the death, and left a clue. That's what Ophelia has been looking for, so when Camille delivers Marcel's diary to Ophelia, she doesn't know how to thank Camilla, and she is even a little incoherent.

Once Ophelia had calmed down her excitement, she began to use her diary to try to find Marcel's whereabouts. "Lord Marcel used a forbidden spell?" she said in surprise and surprise.

"What's wrong, Ophelia?" asked Camilli, concerned, as Ophelia's expression was clearly amiss.

"I think Lord Marcel may have used the forbidden spell to escape the spirit attack of Rotes. But the key question is, where did Master Marcel hide after using the forbidden spell?" Ophelia thought grimly, and before she knew it, her attention was focused on the blood-red sigil that had been found along with Marcel's diary in Camilli's hand. "Camilli, can you show me that coat of arms?"

"No problem. Camilli handed Ophelia the coat of arms, which she had always cared about. Because when she held it, she always had the feeling that her palm was about to burn, so she was sure that there was some kind of power in this coat of arms.

After looking at it for a moment, Ophelia looked slightly disappointed. "While I'm sure this coat of arms has something to do with the Blue Shinrikyo cult, I've never seen anything like it. I think Camillie should feel it, right? This coat of arms ...... There is a burning sensation when you hold it in your hand. ”

"You feel it, too? I suspect there must be some kind of power in this coat of arms that we don't know about, I'll go to Mirna and Uma and ask them, maybe they'll know something. Camille took the coat of arms and walked towards Warehouse 13.

If it weren't for the fact that the mental qi flowing in her body sensed the danger in advance, maybe Camilli would have been hit on the head by a sponge flying in front of her. She reached out and grabbed the sponge that was flying in the air along the orbit towards her—from the hand of the Warhammer. "What are you doing, Warhammer?"

"Look at this, I don't know which drunken bastard broke my great "incompetent robot"!" Warhammer angrily pointed at the miniature humanoid robot with a sad face on the table, one of its arms had been broken. The ornamental robot that was originally created by Warhammer to pass the time out of boredom seems to have become Warhammer's "spiritual sustenance".

"Stop making any more noise, Warhammer. Camilli reluctantly threw the sponge back onto the couch, ignoring Warhammer's every move.

"I will, until that stupid bastard gets me out!" Warhammer slammed a few punches at the table in annoyance, though his fist didn't touch the table at all.

Camilli found Uma in the middle of the warehouse, sitting alone in his room, staring at the crystal ball in his hand. If it weren't for Camille's arrival, he might have continued to watch. Camilli could see that his eyes were filled with all sorts of words she could think of—anxiety, doubt, surprise, and so on—and she asked. "What's on your mind?"

"No, did you come to me for something?" Uma replied, tucking the crystal ball into her pocket.

Camilli didn't continue to ask, she took out the blood crest and handed it to Uma. "I'd like to ask you to take a look at this crest, which I found on the Celestial Veil Behemoth. ”

Uma took the coat of arms, and his familiar expression had already made Camilli know the answer. "You found this on the Celestial Veil Behemoth?"

"Yes. ”

"This coat of arms is a vehicle for storing information, and it is made of a rare ore known as "Bloody Ian", which I saw that Mr. Gillens had studied when I was at the Academy of Magic. What is certain is that if human blood is smeared on the surface of this ore and heated at high temperatures, it will become what it is now, which is what you see as heraldry. Uma explained.

Camilli nodded thoughtfully and asked. "So is there any way to get the information hidden in the coat of arms?"

"Well, it's not that hard, just let Mirna "work on" it a little. He poked his head out and shouted out the door. "Mirna!"

Milna, still stealing a bag of bread, walked in, even with a hint of breadcrumbs on the corner of her mouth. "What's wrong? Oops, Camilie is back?" she quickly wiped the corners of her mouth, as if she didn't want to expose her appearance to Camille for a long time.

"Heat this coat of arms a little, okay?" Uma handed over the coat of arms.

Milna put down the bag of baguettes, took the coat of arms, and frowned. "The smell of blood...... Isn't this the coat of arms created by Bloody Ian?"

"That's right, this is what Camilli found on the Celestial Veil, and she needs to get the information hidden in the coat of arms. ”

"I don't really like this ore, but it's just a piece of cake. Mirna stuck out her tongue and placed the coat of arms on a brazier in the corner of the room that had not been lit.

Mirna never lacked ideas in her head, and she certainly wouldn't miss such an open "arson" opportunity. In fact, she had always had an idea in her mind to use fire magic to light cigarettes for Marcos and Carl. Although the two of them immediately rejected this suggestion when she made it, and for a long time they avoided Mirna like the plague. Well, now it's just a simple heating, so Mirna didn't think that much.

She made a simple gesture and uttered a brief incantation from her mouth, and a flame soon burst into flames under the brazier. As the temperature rose rapidly, a line of handwriting gradually appeared on the coat of arms, and that was the hidden message in the coat of arms - I ...... In the belly of the mainland...... Revenge......

"The information contained in this coat of arms has been partially damaged, but what do I mean in the belly of the mainland?" Mirna looked at the coat of arms, frowning.

"Maybe it's the inside of the Celestial Veil Behemoth's body?" Camilli guessed.

"Possibly, go and bring this message to Ophelia, this coat of arms has lost its value after the second heat, and Mirna and I will dispose of it. Uma gestured.

"I'm sorry for you. ”