Only the candle in the center of the round table was lit, and in the dim candlelight, the surrounding scene could barely be seen, and the bookshelves were embedded in the walls, filled with countless fine books.

On the ornate throne sat a figure, barely able to see the man's perfect chin and bright red lips under the huge hood, vaguely judging that it was a woman's appearance, and her nose was filled with the scent of tobacco.

The pattern of the three silver moons floated on the candles, and there were no windows in the room, so it was difficult to detect the passage of time, and in the mist, a black figure could be faintly seen in every position.

"The puppet doll's induction seal has lost its relevance, I'm afraid it's the suppressive effect of the recycling bin, and the museum is really fast."

A woman's voice rang out in the empty room, a dark shadow illusory, as if someone who wasn't real was speaking.

The woman on the throne remained silent, her fingers tapping the tabletop, their long, straight fingers painted with blood-red.

"The result?"

The man in the other position spoke.

"Soothsayer."

"Yes, sir."

The person who answered took out a transparent crystal ball from under the black robe, and the ball was chaotic, and with a low murmur, it gradually lit up, and the silver moon pattern above the candle was changing, and suddenly became illusory, and there were fragmentary pictures flickering, just shrouded in a layer of hazy mist.

A black pupil opened, and the picture gradually became clear at this moment, as if someone was strolling on the infinitely wide green lawn, and could hear the laughter of children, and in the distance, there was a luxurious mansion, and strangely, blood was constantly dripping from above.

Suddenly, as if the picture was switching, I saw a floor-to-ceiling window, pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and vaguely saw a person's image suspended in the air, a rope connected to the head, and gently shaking.

A gray-white mist rises, and a dark shadow stands at the end of the distant corridor, while the picture is rapidly approaching, approaching...... Finally, attach the bloody pupils.

At this point, there is a white expanse like a thick fog, and nothing can be seen.

The red fingertips tapped on the tabletop, and with a single click, it made a "click" sound, making the already weird atmosphere even more depressing.

"Is there a situation in Ronalque City?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

"The target is missing, someone has been sent to look for it, it's just ......"

"Shut up!"

The woman on the throne finally spoke, and she seemed not to like to hear about the situation in Ronalque, and the man, realizing that he had said the wrong thing, bowed his head in silence.

Returning to chaos, the pattern on the candle changed to the original three-wheeled silver moon.

"You."

The red nails lifted and nodded at someone sitting next to her, and the person who was pointed turned his head and waited for the order.

"To answer the craving."

"Yes, Witch-sama."

She lowered her head in response, and when she looked up again, the round table in front of her was gone, and the room was familiar to her, and the overhead light illuminated the room.

The oppressive atmosphere also disappeared with the end of the meeting, and she suddenly collapsed on the table, lifting her black hood, revealing the summer face of a foreign land.

Chu Dong sat in his position for a long time, rubbed his sore shoulders, and then stood up, stepped over the stiff corpse lying on the ground, and walked directly to the bathroom.

The mirror was hazy with the fog, so I took the towel and wiped it, then looked at the stain on the towel, crumpled it into a ball, a remote parabola, and threw it into the blood-stained trash can with unmistakable accuracy.

She propped up the sink with both hands, staring blankly at herself in the mirror, with no expression on her cold face, only she knew the pain and struggle hidden under the cold mask.

"Who can ...... Come and save me. ”

No one responded, only the reflection in the mirror was still the same expressionless.

If it is useful to pray......

In the early winter, she snorted coldly, raised her hand and took off the black blindfold, because she had worn it all year round, she had already left a shallow trace on her face, turned on the faucet, and washed her face with ice water, the cold of winter made her shiver.

When he raised his head again, in his other eye, there was a white gray pupil, and there was a pattern of three silver moons in the pupil.

Wow.

There was a sound of going upstairs outside the wall, steady and unhurried, and according to her observations, the sound should have come from the detective named Ewell.

"Again...... Arrived home so late. ”

She glanced at the clock and whispered nonchalantly.

Putting the blindfold back on, he tiptoed to the door quietly, heard the sound of the key unlocking from next door, and secretly opened the door in the early winter, only to see the back of Ewell entering the house.

The door was quickly shut.

Looking at the dirty windbreaker and the blood-stained and smelly lining, Jiang Chenchuan could only sigh silently, this is the sorrow of a single social animal, working outside all day, returning from life and death, and having to wash and cook by himself.

Suffering.

I didn't even bother to turn on the light, and as soon as I put things down, I collapsed on the sofa with my muscle memory, although my body was not injured, but today's fight with the beast did consume too much strength, and the feeling of prostration and powerlessness even made him shake a little in the face of "original sin", but soon, the loose emotions were covered by responsibility and anger.

The Control Manager's clown doll is loaded into a recycling bin, and its violent tapping can be heard along the way, until it enters the museum, when the box is silent.

It seems that the control of the welcome silver needle is at the expense of the manager's mental power, and after a burst once, it is impossible to use that trick again.

Yas fell to the ground due to exhaustion, but the people from the medical department said that as long as they recuperated for a while, they were fine, and the innocent spectators, only some of them survived, and they are currently being treated by the medical department.

The most pitiful thing is that only Rena, not only did her good cooperation fail, but she almost took her own life, but she was not afraid to back down at all, but after experiencing the incident, she was full of interest in mysterious alchemy.

Ethan was so entangled by her that he promised to let her go to the alchemy academy to audit a few classes and feel the charm of mechanical alchemy.

If you have to talk about miracles, Tole Claes is one, in the environment where Kevin Koskolin cut his throat and the hellfire burned randomly, he actually survived, Ethan said that he was favored by the god of luck, and he still had his last breath left, until Jiang Chenchuan left, he was still in the operating room to rescue.

The snow is no longer falling, the silver moon hangs in the sky, Jiang Chenchuan slowly closed his eyes, and endless tiredness welled up in his heart, I don't know why, he has an uneasy premonition, everything today, just ......

Just the beginning.