Under the favor of the wind, Zilingers relied on the ability to "fly" to shake off his pursuers.

He looked around, intending to disguise himself as an escape by diving down the canal into the Tasok River, before turning and running into Hillston, the economic center of Beckland.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and found himself paused, floating in the air, under his feet was the rising dark water, and under the surface of the water was a pale-skinned palm grasping outward.

Immediately after, a huge humanoid skeleton suddenly appeared, this monster was four meters tall, and the eye sockets were burning with pitch-black flames, and the white bones were illusory and hazy.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zilingers' mouth, and then the glove on his left palm bloomed with a brilliant light, becoming as if it was made of pure gold.

A pure, fiery light suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping the huge skeleton inside, and the pale palms beneath the dark water evaporated one by one.

This is the "divine light" of the "priest of light".

The brilliant pillar of light dissipated, and the pitch-black flames of the huge skeleton first in the eye socket were instantly extinguished, and then became transparent, dissipating into the air inch by inch.

But before Zilingers could breathe a sigh of relief, the same skeletal monsters suddenly appeared around him one after another, one, two, three...... That's more than a hundred!

The hundreds of pairs of eyes burning with pitch-black flames turned their gaze on him at the same time.

Seeing this, Ziringus's expression froze suddenly.

When it was all over, a figure with a distinctive wide chin and brown ancient samurai bun was left in place.

It's just that at this moment, the dark green cold eyes of this figure seem extremely empty...... And the gloves he had worn on his left hand were gone.

……

Inside a hotel in the Jowood district of Beckland.

Azik, with a bronzed complexion and moles in his ears, sat under a gaslamp and stared at a glove placed in front of him.

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly showed a painful and distorted expression, and whispered to himself:

"I'm like, like I've worked with them......"

At this time, he stood up suddenly, and asked in a cold tone, "Who is it?" Come out! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a bird clutching the bottle in its claws staggered out of the void, staring at the pained expression on Mr. Azik's face, and with a hint of concern in her eyes, and then flew in front of him, throwing aside her cherished bottle.

But when she came closer, a lot of confusion appeared in her round little head, as if she didn't understand why she was so close to this person she had met for the first time.

Mr. Azik seemed to have a similar feeling in his heart, and the expression on his face subconsciously eased a lot, and when he saw the other party's small body rushing over, he hurriedly stretched out his right hand and let it fall on his fingers.

The bird, Sirika, did not recover from her confusion until she stood on Mr. Azik's fingers, tilted her head, and chirped.

Mr. Azik seemed to understand what she was saying, and after listening quietly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Really? You also think I'm close? Hehe, I feel the same way......"

Speaking of this, he raised his finger and put it in front of his eyes, carefully looked at the little bird with silver-white illusory feathers, and asked with a soft smile, "What's your name?" ”

The silver-feathered bird did not call this time, but gathered a line of Rune words in the mist above its head: "Sirika." ”

This line of words is written in such a distinctly personal style that Mr. Azik can't help but be in a trance when he sees it.

"This is my handwriting!" Mr. Azik said to himself with great certainty.

Sirika the bird tilted her head again, and then chirped.

"Really? Is this line your only memory since you woke up from the underworld? So you took it as a name? ”

Mr. Azik nodded thoughtfully, closed his eyes, and kept muttering the names "Silica" and "Silica" in his mouth, as if trying to recall something.

Soon, the image of a little black-haired girl holding his arm and playing coquettishly flashed in his mind, but when he tried to recall more, his head ached again......

Seeing that the gentleman in front of her, who made her feel extremely close, showed a painful expression again, Silica couldn't help but fly up and grab the bottle containing "Amanda hydrosol" that had fallen to the ground and send it to the other party's nose.

She knew that the potion not only tasted good, but also restored peace and tranquility quickly.

As a delicate and charming fragrance penetrated his nostrils, Mr. Azik quickly broke free from the labyrinth of memory, and he looked down at Celica, who showed a caring look on the bird's face, and his eyebrows softened a lot, and he said in an accentuated tone, "Thank you, Sirika." ”

Celica saw that he was fine, so she plugged the lid of the bottle again, and cherished it under the illusory wings.

This is the apology of the bad guy who bullied the bird, and I don't know what materials and techniques he used to mix it, and the taste is much better than that of Karen.

When Mr. Azk saw her movements, he couldn't help but smile and said, "When I'm free, I'll also prepare some for you as a thank you gift." ”

Hearing this, Sirika nodded her head happily, and then waved her illusory wings and chirped.

"Did I just remember something? Hehe, there are some gains, but I can't be sure ......yet," Mr. Azik smiled and replied vaguely. Then he asked Sirika, "By the way, how did you find me?" ”

Sirika's eyes rolled, and a line of rune text was formed with mist above her head again: "I'm helping someone track down the whereabouts of that 'Wind Favorer'." ”

Even if she felt that Mr. Azik was close, she did not forget the "task" given to her by Abner, after all, the book and the delicious potion were too exciting for the bird.

"Tracking 'Lieutenant General Hurricane' Ziringers...... Is your friend an official extraordinary? Mr. Azik asked, surprised.

Cerica shook her head, using the mist to condense Abner's name.

She didn't do it on her own, but she acted according to one of the plans that Abner had told her before.

"Abner Bryan ...... 'Hero Detective'?" Mr. Azik groaned for a while, and finally made up his mind, and asked Sirika, "Can you take me to meet this friend of yours?" You know, I'm looking for my own memories, maybe he can help me remember something. ”

Hearing this, Celica directly flapped her wings and took off, chirping a few times, signaling the other party to follow.

Mr. Azik didn't expect her to agree so easily, so he shook his head and smiled after a moment, and then followed Silika into the spirit realm.

……

In the lounge of Duke Negan's mansion, Audrey was discussing the assassination with her mother and other noble ladies and ladies about the assassination and the "heroic" act of Detective Bryan who stepped up to save the people on the dance floor at a critical moment.

"Speaking of which, I just saw that 'Hero Detective' leave the Duke's mansion? Did he follow Ziringus? Emma, who was beside her mother, asked as if unintentionally.

She was actually a little depressed in her heart, as a "decryption scholar", she didn't even notice it in advance...... And Abner probably saw through Zilingers's disguise a long time ago and reminded the duke, so the duke would be prepared in advance.

Is it true that the "detective" is so much better than the "decryption scholar" in terms of insight?

Just as Emma was sighing secretly, a noble lady who was not very good with Emma, and who happened to see her leave the second floor of the ball in a rage, covered her face with a fan, and said with a snicker:

"It was Miss Mahert, who was dancing with Detective Bryan at the time of the incident, who seemed to be frightened, and Mr. Detective chose to send her home, with the permission of the Duke and His Excellency the 'Singer of the Gods.'"

"What a gentle gentleman."

"Such a hero personally escorts, I am a little envious of Miss Macht...... Why wasn't it me who was dancing with Detective Brian at the time? ”

……

Listening to the words of the young ladies, Audrey smiled on the surface, but secretly thought with some concern:

"I've heard that Mr. Detective has a close relationship with Miss Hugh...... However, he seems to have some heart...... Should I advise Miss Hugh to keep a certain distance from him?

"Well, there is a suspicion of provocation in direct persuasion...... The next time I see Hugh and Forthth, I can tell them a story about what happened at the ball......"

At this time, Audrey, who had just made up her mind, suddenly saw her father with two beautiful mustaches appear at the door, and she found an excuse to leave the lounge and go to the balcony of the hall outside.

Next, she learns of Chillingus' death from her father and speculates about the identity of his killer.

Audrey guessed almost instantly that it was Mr. Fool's "favorite" and became excited.

Seeing his daughter's expression, Earl Hall couldn't help but solemnly lecture her, and told her not to be curious about the secret organization.

After receiving Audrey's well-behaved assurances, the Earl was in a good mood to inform his daughter that she was about to receive a bounty totalling £30,000 and a personal gift from Duke Negan for a holiday estate in Desey Bay worth more than £10,000.

Audrey was overjoyed, but suddenly thought that if she really took the bounty like that, she was afraid that she would be confirmed by the other members of the Tarot Society, so she begged her father not to reveal her information, so as not to attract danger.

Earl Hall felt that what his daughter said was also very reasonable, he thought for a while, and said with a smile:

"I will tell Duke Negan to hide this matter, and let him find someone else to collect the bounty, and then compensate you privately...... As for why the Duke noticed it in advance...... I'll have someone hint to the reporter to push that 'hero detective' out...... What do you think?

"I guess Duke Negan would agree, after all, the detective helped him save the lives of many of his guests, and he deserves to compensate for his reputation."