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"Packed up? Today the Utopia train station departs, and we leave by afternoon train. ”

Everett opened the envelope sent by the waiter, took out two beautiful tickets from it, and muttered to himself with some confusion:

"But this train doesn't pass through Trier...... It should be driving directly in Rune, right? It's the name of Rune, do we need to get off the bus and change stops, or do we contact the teacher and one of your other students to pick us up? ”

He turned on his vision again, but the ticket remained unchanged.

When the old woman heard this, she couldn't help but smile and shake her head:

"The city has allowed us to come straight from Trier, so it wasn't surprising that we just went back the way we came. We're going to be here until three o'clock in the afternoon, do you have anything else to do? ”

Everett put down his ticket: "I want to go buy some souvenirs to take home." ”

"The most interesting souvenirs of Utopia are the variety of foods, such as a variety of cream cakes, bread rolls and toast...... I really wanted to buy more and take it back to my parents, but I was worried that if I bought it early, I would be unable to resist eating it myself. ”

The old woman nodded: "There is still some time before departure, you can buy it and bring it back, I can do some small spells to keep them in the freshest condition, although this train probably can't be guessed by common sense, but it will take at least a few hours to return to Trier." ”

"Is there anything else you'd like to buy?"

And also?

"The books in the Utopia Municipal Library are very new, but there is no shortage of books in the family, and I would like to read the stories and travel notes from all over the world."

"Ah, if you have a memorable booklet or picture book of Utopia in the library, you can buy one and take it home."

"Local handicrafts and souvenirs? This one is okay, I see hand-carved hourglasses, and beautiful bracelets, I heard that they were made by Orion from the claws and bones of wolf fangs and other beasts of prey, although I don't know how to bring them, but I can keep them as souvenirs. ”

"Why don't you buy a painting from Mr. Anderson? Well...... I haven't asked for the price before. ”

"Oh - and those appliances in the store!"

Everett suddenly thought of something that had nothing to do with souvenirs - the visitors of Rune in the city were actually very good at distinguishing between telling them that there was no church of the god of thunder in the city, and telling them that the kettles, the rail cars, and the lights in the room were all powered by electric energy - and they would be so frightened that they would yell or be speechless, and then pray that the gods would not punish them, not dare to use anything that "steals the authority of the gods", and even take their luggage and go back that night.

But at least they still have to use the heating, and no hotel or B&B wants guests to freeze to death at home in the winter.

For Everett, this is completely understandable, after all, last year the gods were still supreme, but this year there have been many changes in the gods and beliefs. In the past, people who were told about solar energy would be called crazy and even sent to prison, but this year, when it comes to solar energy, people are only curious about whether it is possible to use the power of the sun to boil hot water in the winter.

It is estimated that it will be some time before the solar water heater is available, but it seems that Utopia has already been used? Everett recalled, as if he didn't see any obvious "light plates", and was a little unsure whether the hot water that was supplied around the clock was actually fired with new technology.

I heard that Trier had already planned a tram like Utopia at the beginning of the reconstruction, but I don't know when the construction will begin, and Utopia has already been used, which is really incredible......

Although there are concepts of intellectual property rights and patents, they are not applied to covert existence.

As for small household appliances such as electric kettles and electric toasters, Everett felt that he could buy one and take it home, and these at least had some use value, and they could be strapped to an extraordinary object.

But the telephone, after experiencing the telephone service of the "Iris" hotel, he really wanted to buy one, but Trier did not have a matching telephone line, and he could only use it as a model to admire.

I don't know when the church will be able to start laying tram tracks...... He thought expectantly.

"Then I'm out of the house." Everett put on his coat with great interest, "Teacher, do you have any items that you need to buy?" ”

"Go ahead, I don't have anything to want...... My crystal ball is broken, and there isn't even a mystery shop in Utopia. The old woman muttered, "I didn't say it, and you can't buy occult materials here." The most common essential oils and herbs have to be bought at the pharmacy, and the crystal balls, pendulums, and tarot cards for divination are actually stored in the toy store, and the city is like there are no such things......

Everett didn't pay attention to what the teacher was saying, he happily put on his scarf and hat, buttoned his clothes, and left the hotel.

After a while, he ran into the dessert shop they frequented.

"Hello!" He reached out of his wallet and said to the clerk behind the counter, "Please give me a tiramisu, a small chestnut cream cake...... He reported five types of cakes in a row, even the Orleans chicken sandwich, and finally looked at the cake shop clerk expectantly, "Do you have packed bubble iced tea in your store?" Be bubbly. ”

He really liked the taste.

"No, sparkling iced tea is not convenient to take out, the glass container is too heavy, and a little shaking will make the taste worse." The clerk said regretfully, "Little sir, can you handle so many things?" Do I need to pack it up and have it delivered to my door? ”

The clerk has a relatively obvious Fursak bloodline, with a height of nearly one meter eight, but his facial features are relatively soft, and there are no obvious Fursack characteristics. He used the lingua franca of the continent, and Everett paid in gold louis, and he easily calculated the exchange rate to find money.

Everett saw that there were not only Rune gold pounds and Filkins in the change box in the store, but also gold horn and Southern Continent coins, which made Everett very curious if these changes could really come in handy.

Alas, bubble iced tea can't be taken out...... Everett felt a little sad to say goodbye to this delicious drink. He thought about it, and felt that he really couldn't take five or six boxes and continue shopping, so he nodded:

"Then please send it to the 'Iris' hotel at one o'clock this afternoon."

"By the way, I wonder, is there a handicraft and souvenir shop in Utopia? I want to bring some souvenirs back to my family......"

Ten minutes later, Everett followed the clerk's guidance and came to another shopping street.

He looked left and right and wrote down the route to prevent getting lost.

However, he felt very good in Utopia during this time, the residents here were basically very kind, and there were no poor settlements like the East District and the Lower Street in the city, and there were no beggars and vagrants on the streets. He was always available to ask for directions, and there were better guides and signpostings, making it easy for even a person with a disability like Mr. Anderson to live in the city.

He soon noticed the handicraft shop as told by the clerk.

It's a small antique store, or a grocery store, or a handicraft store. There are no signs, no signs, and there are no signs, and they exist more abruptly in an inconspicuous corner of this shopping street.

A sign hangs on the glass door: "Open".

And there were dark curtains hanging behind the door, so you couldn't see what was going on inside.

Standing outside the store, Everett hesitated for a moment, dispelling his suspicions that this was a pit shop, based on his trust in the people of Utopia and his affection for the clerk who could make the delicious cakes he liked. He first used occult means to convey his location information to the teacher who was no more than a kilometer away from him in a straight line, and then cautiously stepped forward and knocked on the door:

"Excuse me, anyone?"

After knocking on the door three times, there was a click inside the glass door, and it slid open left and right.

Everett appeared in front of a young lady.

The lady was dressed in a classical robe, looked to be in her twenties, had green eyes, and had long flaxen hair. The braided belt hung loosely around her waist, embellished with a few small gemstones, casually outlining the waistline, adding a sense of purity and charm to her.

"You're here to buy something?" The young and beautiful lady glanced at the junior apprentice and smiled, "What do you want to buy?" ”

Trier is the capital of romance, the capital of art, and there is no shortage of handsome and beautiful men and women, and Everett instinctively admired the other person's appearance for a moment, and only blinked after being asked, and then realized that it was not good to stare at the other person like this.

He quickly stood up straight: "I want to buy some souvenirs......"

"I have a lot of souvenirs here." The lady smiled and said, "I'm Tracey, the proprietress here. Come in, lad. ”

Everett answered and followed the other into the door. The proprietress Tracey casually opened the curtain in front of the door, and the light from the outside shone in, making this small shop, which was only five or six square meters, clear in Everett's eyes.

This small shop is like any other small grocery store in the corner of the city, stacked with the owner's goods, but because the owner is a woman, it is not so dirty.

Dusty. On the wooden shelves placed against the wall, there are a lot of large and small handicrafts piled up in an orderly manner, from small crystal balls with villain sculptures and "snowflakes" that fall when shaken, to a hand-embroidered tapestry or tablecloth, and everything that looks like a gift that can be given here.

The staircase in the corner was half-hidden by a curtain, and it was impossible to see clearly in the black hole, presumably leading to the living quarters upstairs.

On the other side of the wall are strange vases, on the table are candlesticks, small sculptures, heraldic and totemic objects of unknown meaning, the walls are plaerticed, there are many knick-knacks, and there are many picture frames hanging in the blank space.

The paintings in these frames intrigued Everett, who was born into the Abrahamic family and had far more knowledge than his peers, and he could see at a glance that one of the paintings depicted the Hornachis Mountains, and that the top of the mountain was not a white snow-capped roof, but the remains of a city with a church and windmills. He opened his eyes wide to take a closer look, but the brushstrokes of the painting itself were very freehand, and he couldn't see anything more.

When I looked closer, I couldn't see any traces of the buildings, and the large shadows that were connected together looked like the head of a wolf.

The painting caught his eye so firmly that he couldn't help but ask Tracey, "How much does that painting cost?" ”

"8 Souler." Tracy returned to her bar and opened a book with her cheeks open, "This is painted by the mute painter in our square, oh, in fact, the whole wall is his work, buy more and discount, I will give it to you with the frame." ”

8 Suller's painting was not expensive to Everett, and he immediately wanted to buy it, but then hesitated to do so—large items were not convenient to carry with him, so he usually left an address to send them. But Utopia is a very magical town, and after leaving here, he may not be able to come back, so can this proprietress really send the goods she bought to herself?

He decided to go back and discuss with his teacher whether he should leave his real address in Utopia.

If you think about it, the painting isn't too big, so it's a big deal to buy a new suitcase to transport these souvenirs back.

The other paintings did not give him such a deep and strange feeling as this one, he looked over one by one, and saw a field full of golden ears of wheat, but a red moon hung high in the sky, making the sea of wheat a bewitching red.

There is a deserted plain with a sea at the end, but the color of the sea is a deep gray with many colors.

There was also a strange painting, which was a rectangle of large and small, compactly attached together, and in the rectangle there were many squares, and there was a sphere in the sky, which he thought was the sun, but it was white. The whole painting is unmeasurable, like a child's drawing with crayons, completely different from Mr. Anderson's brilliant and delicate brushstrokes.

White sun, or white moon?

The white moon is a miracle of the power of the gods, but what are these cuboids inlaid with squares?

Everett looked at it for a long time, but he didn't understand what the painting was meant.

But the painter always had so many whimsical ideas, and he didn't care, and after confirming that he was only interested in the painting "Hornachis Mountains", he began to look at other works.

By this time, he had already vaguely felt the difference in this little shop, and he was vaguely aware of the rumors on the top of the main peak of Honaches, but this was an unknown mystery in the occult world, and Mr. Anderson was able to paint such a painting, and it would be clearly displayed and sold here, and he realized that there seemed to be extraordinary power in this small shop—that the owner might be a hidden extraordinary.

With this suspicion in mind, Everett carefully observed every furnishing in the house, and in the early works published by Roussel the Great, such unobtrusive little shops often concealed many strange things.

But the small objects on the table basically have no spiritual brilliance, and they don't have the amazing feeling that the painting gives them.

He moved cautiously in the narrow aisle, and suddenly kicked something with a "dang" on his toes.

"I'm sorry!"

After blurting out, he lowered his head to see what he had kicked - Everett saw a small wardrobe-like unknown machine in an inconspicuous corner, with a brass surface inlaid with several pieces of glass with no opacity, gears, bearings, rivets, and metal pipes and other parts directly exposed, looking like some kind of artifact or semi-finished product.

The surface of this item is very new in color, and there are no scratches, it should be something that has just been manufactured.

"What is this?" He couldn't see it.

"It's called the 'Automatic Wishing Machine.'" Tracey simply explained, "Simply put, it's a wish-granting gadget that you put money into it and it will make your wish come true. ”

Wish...... Wish-fulfillment? Legend has it that there was an ancient "god of wishes...... Everett, who is very sensitive to the vocabulary in question, asks carefully, "Is this your work?" ”

"No, it's my boss's, it's just here for the time being, and I'm going to send it out later." Tracy said lazily, her lake-green eyes bright and beautiful. She smiled at Everett, "No one has tried to make a wish yet, do you want to try it?" If you want, you're the first user, and it's free. ”

“……”

Everett hesitated.

Wish-fulfillment...... He suddenly recalled the teacher's warning to him:

Some high-order extraordinaries may be in a state of detention and sealing, and they will pretend to be wish-granting magical objects to induce you to help them get out of trouble, such as the magic lamp that can fulfill three wishes and the wishing pool......

Is this a high-sequence extraordinary? Uh, there's a high-order extraordinaire sealed in this little cabinet? …… Everett glanced left and right, pondered for a few seconds, and asked tentatively:

“…… Is it necessary to recite the honorific or true name of a great being to make a wish to it? ”

Tracey laughed out loud, and after laughing, she casually teased: "I'll tell him that this kind of thing will make people misunderstood, don't worry, you don't need anything, if you want to try, just say what you want directly, and then flick the crossbar." ”

He...... Is this the work of an angel? What Rousaille the Great said is true, but if he only says a wish, there should be no occult connection...... Everett bent down tentatively and said in a joking tone:

"I hope to get some extra pocket money when I go back."

With that, he flicked the lever.

"What a simple wish." Tracey also jokingly said, "It seems that the children's wishes are similar? Well, now that you say it, then your wish will be granted. ”

"Very interesting experience." Everett said with a smile, and he was just about to continue his search for souvenirs of interest when he suddenly heard the wind chimes hanging on the door ring, and the glass door opened. He looked over and saw a man standing two meters outside the door.

A young man with long silver-white hair and a strange robe, his expression was indifferent, and he looked even smaller than himself.

Everett felt as if the other party was looking at him, and he moved left and right, realizing that the other party was actually looking at the "fully automatic wishing machine" at his feet.

New guests? He moved out of the way so that the other party could enter the door, but he didn't expect the other party to still stand motionless outside the door. Everett suddenly understood something, he looked at the proprietress out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he found that Tracey, who was still smiling just now, had no expression on her face.

After a moment of silence, the silver-haired boy outside the door raised his arm and pointed to the "automatic wishing machine":

"Please let me make a wish."

"Nope." Tracey rebuffed his words plainly and unquestionably, and for no reason.

The sudden change of momentum and the sudden appearance of the majesty of the other party suddenly made Everett dare not speak, he lowered his head, pretending to be interested in the knick-knacks around him, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, but he didn't want the young man outside the door to look at him.

"I want him to help me."

"Me?" Everett spoke suspiciously.

He looked at Tracy, and this time, the proprietress frowned slightly, and did not directly refuse or allow it. Half a minute later, he heard a long sigh.

"Go ahead." The proprietress waved her hand, "I thought I could...... Oh, even if he doesn't come to me, you'll come to the door. ”

"He will thank you for your help." The silver-haired young man said indifferently but politely.

"I didn't do it out of gratitude." Tracey shrugged and looked at Everett before smiling again, "Do you have anything else to buy?" Let's take a look, that little brother seems to need your help. ”

Everett didn't know why, and he didn't seem to be involved in the conversation.

Just when he was puzzled, the silver-haired young man outside the door slowly walked into the door, he looked at the other party, and his pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

On the other party's chest, a pitch-black inverted cross hung quietly.

“…… What do you need me to help you do? Everett's voice trembled a little, and he looked at the inverted cross, and it was hard to imagine that there were still people in the Aurora Society who still believed in the true Creator, instead of changing the sign to enter the Church of the Creator.

"Just looking for someone." He said.

TBC

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Su Huan's previous life played Assassin's Creed and played the assassin in advance in this life, so there is only one reason for Lao Luo's failure, that is, as a P Club player, he didn't go hunter.