Jowood District, inside a house near the Tasok River.

The figure of the "Wraith" Steve jumped out of a mirror, he first condensed into a substance, then straightened his clothes, and then said to the empty room with a little respect, "Your Excellency Zatwin, I have received an important piece of information from a witch. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, not far behind him, on the piano bench, a figure was quickly outlined.

The figure was dressed in black clergy robes, with a black glove on his left palm, a thin face, brown skin, sunken eyes that looked like dried corpses, and a beard that was black and white from the sides of the mouth to the ears, but they were not dense and quite short, appearing dotted.

The man named Zatwin's eyes were close to his complexion, light brown, and he obviously had the temperament of a priest, but he gave people a cold and terrible feeling, and seemed to be perverted in silence, he glanced at Steve coldly, and asked:

"What's the news? What about Sharon and Marić? ”

Obviously it was a resentful spirit, but Steve was still a little chilled by the sight, but fortunately, he still managed to control himself with difficulty, and replied carefully: "It's news from the Storm Church, they may use that 'Level 1' seal in the near future." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Zatwin's mouth were drawn upward, and he sneered, "Heh, it's just a witch's little trick. She wanted me to hold back the Holy One of the Storm Church so that she could do her errand. ”

"Do you want to reject her?" Although Steve asked, he didn't think that the Sage in front of him would refuse, because the seal was unattainable for him.

Sure enough, Steve soon heard Zatwin's grim laugh: "Why refuse? If that seal does appear, I'll snatch it, but I won't hold back the tyrant's demigod as she wants. ”

"But the seal...... Or that the 'cursed thing' should have strong divination and anti-divination abilities, and the witch may not be able to calculate it......" Steve reminded.

"I'm more familiar with the Cursed Thing than you are, and I don't need you to remind me. It's really powerful, but it's not a small price to use! 'Class 1' seals? If you really use all of its abilities, the price you need to pay is to directly set it as '0'. Therefore, the 'substitute punishment' must not dare to break all the seals, and the witch at least has a chance. ”

Zatwin stopped at this point, seemingly reluctant to reveal anything more to Steve.

"There's no urgency in this matter, that witch won't act rashly anytime soon... The most important thing now is to hunt down Sharon and Marić, have you found their whereabouts? Zatwin asked, changing the subject.

"There seems to be a demigod who is good at prophecy behind the Sharon duo to cover their whereabouts, and we can only find it little by little through investigation." Steve replied in embarrassment.

"Demigods who are good at prophecy......," Zatwin groaned for a while, and then said solemnly, "I allow you to pray to the Mother Tree for the ceremony, believing that it will bring you enlightenment." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." Steve replied with a beaming face.

……

Friday, August 3rd.

Abner had just woken up, and before he could get up, his spirit was suddenly touched.

He reached out and pulled out two charms from under his pillow and held them in his hands, turning on his vision to look out. I saw a little bird with silver-white illusory feathers standing on the windowsill with a letter in its mouth, tilting its head and looking at him with red eyes.

Abner breathed a sigh of relief, for he recognized the bird, the messenger of the Viscount Karen of the Blood.

"Sirika." Abner beckoned to it, took out a previously prepared bottle of "Amanda" hydrosol from the bedside cabinet, unscrewed the cap, and a quiet and charming fragrance immediately wafted away.

He remembered that Viscount Karen had said before that his messenger "Sirika" liked this taste the most.

The bird moved the moment the cap was opened, it flapped its wings, and its figure immediately appeared directly above the "Amanda" hydrosol, and then the fragrance that filled the air suddenly disappeared, and all of it was concentrated around the bird's body.

Ignoring the "messenger's" enjoyment, Abner took the letter, and after confirming with his "white eyes" that there were no traps, he opened the envelope and began to read it.

The letter was not very much, but it was to inform him that Judy had met with Talim, and that the request to meet with Lina the 'witch' had been passed on to the big man behind the other party. The two sides had agreed to meet on Sunday afternoon in a hunting ground in the northern suburbs. Eventually, Cullen asked him if he would like to go with him.

Abner put down the letter, looked down and thought for a moment, but decided not to go. Although Prince Edsak behind Talim is still upright, there is no guarantee that he will not lustfully help the witch in an ambush......

Let the "desolate" take this risk, and just wait for the news later......

With that in mind, Abner took out a pen and paper and wrote back a letter to Karen, and after stating that he would not be able to go on Sunday, he described in detail what he had seen at yesterday's funeral.

After he folded the letter and put it in a new envelope, the bird "Sirika" jumped off the mouth of the bottle of "Amanda" hydrosol. It nodded happily at Abner's little head to signal that it was satisfied, and then picked up the letter in its mouth, and with a flick of its illusory silver-white wings, it vanished.

……

Northside, Hugh and Falls rented a single-family house.

Hugh watched his friend put on the beige stand-up collar dress with ruffles again, and couldn't help but stroke his forehead, and said:

"Folth, you're going to wear this to the Daily Observer's ball? You need to have at least one dress! ”

As a former aristocratic lady, Hugh knew a lot more about the etiquette of all occasions than Firth.

Furth looked down at himself and said suspiciously, "There's nothing wrong with that, right?" I've been to a few proms before and I didn't feel anything wrong. ”

"But this time there will be a big man at the ball, and you will probably be strictly interrogated by MI9 security officers...... I guess you don't want to be the focus of the prom for being censored either. Hugh said, pointing to his security uniform.

"What then? It's too late to buy it now...... Why don't I go at all? Well, that's a really good idea. Furth frowned, then his eyes lit up.

"I can't help you......," Hugh shook his head helplessly, then turned back to his room, and pulled out a beautiful blue and white gown with intricate lace from the box.

"You try this one?" Hugh said as he handed the gown to Forth.

Foirth tried it on and found that although it was a little tight, it fit well, and couldn't help but ask strangely, "Why do you have such a dress that fits my size?" ”

Hugh glanced at his friend with some complications, and said, "It was originally a gift that my father prepared for my coming-of-age ceremony when I was a child...... "Unfortunately, I didn't grow to the height that my father expected."