"Master Merun, you go slowly!"

In the scorching afternoon sun, an anxious shouting sound sounded in the square in front of the train ticket booth.

The young servant, wearing a newsboy hat and a linen shirt, carrying two black suitcases, hurried after the swift young man walking in the crowd in front of him.

Unfortunately, his voice was drowned out by the sound of a whining train whistle, so that the young man in formal clothes in front of him didn't hear him shouting at all.

But even if she heard, Melen wouldn't slow down.

Because he was in a hurry to go to the ticket booth and queue up to buy a ticket.

Or rather, in a hurry to run.

Although he had not been given more information before, the strange way of death allowed him to be sure that he must have died from a man-made accident and not from his own cause.

That being the case, when will you stay if you don't run?

As for the prediction that he would come into contact with the mysterious realm of the world tonight, Meren didn't take it seriously.

He thought it might have been the Chelsea lady who had been assassinated and thought of his intentional or unintentional reminder to repay something.

It's just that the lady is the focus of Meren's suspicion, and he can't hide yet, but he doesn't want to get close to her, so as not to fall deeper and deeper-

Anyway, there is a golden finger, and Melen is not afraid to miss this opportunity.

There is no major matter in front of life and death, he is still young now, as long as he survives the death calamity, everything is easy to say.

By the way, you can also test whether the gold finger will react if you change your fate.

"But if you can't avoid dying after running to another city, it won't be the cause of last night's incident."

While thinking about it, Mellen had already come to the back of the long line in front of the ticket booth window, and then waited patiently.

……

The city of Graham, where Melen is located, is not a small city.

It is an important transportation hub in the southeast of the kingdom, connecting with overseas trade and serving as a transit point internally.

Therefore, the transportation aspect is much more developed than other cities.

Not only is there a 24-hour train station, but there are also two airship floating ports -

It's like a big hot air balloon, and it's not fast, but it's comfortable, and you can see the vast scenery of the land along the way.

If there is nothing urgent, taking an airship is the first choice of rich people.

It's just that Mellen hasn't forgotten how airships were eliminated in the history of the earth in the previous life, so he never sat on that thing.

However, in these days, taking the train is actually not a good thing.

Not to mention anything else, just in the open-air square in front of the ticket booth, the smell of urine is enough for people to bear.

As you move forward at the end of the line, you can still smell the smell of inferior perfume around you, as well as the smell of foxes coming from all directions.

I don't know who spat on the bricked floor in front of me, and Melun's foot in high-top leather shoes accidentally stepped on it, which was slippery and greasy, making his face darken.

The mood has become very bad, and the surrounding noise is still very noisy and humming.

The most obvious is that on the other side of the square, an emaciated old man in a gray linen robe is shouting something to the people around him.

When passing by after buying the ticket, Melun listened to a few words and found that the other party was promoting some kind of strange remark.

What a child of fate is about to come, and the gospel will hang over everyone.

"What bullshit?"

Mellen, who was not in a good mood, snorted secretly, didn't bother to listen any more, pinched the train ticket that he had finally bought, and came to a bench at the end of the square and sat down.

While waiting for the train to arrive, the young servant with two suitcases next to him was still nagging and queuing up to go, you see that your coat is stained with dust, and it is not decent at all.

"I was wrong."

Mellen apologized sincerely, "I shouldn't have been reckless. ”

The servant was frightened.

This evil old society.

Just as he was sighing, a calm greeting voice with clear words suddenly came from his side.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Gilbert."

The voice sounded familiar, and Mellen turned her head in confusion.

A silver-haired old man dressed in a neat black suit, with a pocket watch buttoned on his chest, and dressed as a servant, stood silently beside him, straight, with a cane and a humble smile on his face.

"Butler Fox?"

Mellen was taken aback.

He had seen the other party yesterday, it was one of Mrs. Chelsea's servants, and it was the other party who had invited him to last night's party.

"Madame is going to invite you to the manor tonight."

Seeing that Melen recognized him, the silver-haired butler respectfully took out an invitation letter from his arms and handed it to Melun, the white gloves reflected the silver-trimmed letter, which looked very formal.

"I hope you will be on time for your appointment."

"This ......"

When Melen heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.

"I was honoured to receive another invitation from Mrs. Chelsea, but my Uncle Kevin suddenly fell ill and I had to hurry up and help take care of him......"

"As far as I know, this uncle of yours died five years ago."

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Died of late syphilis." ”

The corners of Melun's mouth twitched when he heard this, and then he sighed: "Well, I actually accidentally broke my father's favorite statue of the ancient sun god, so I had to run to my aunt's house to take refuge before he came back......"

"Five hundred years ago, Pope Chapman VII organized the Holy Army to destroy the last stronghold of the Helios on the Isle of Thunder, and personally smashed an idol that had been worshipped by the sect for generations. Afterwards, the statue was put back together. ”

The butler said, "It is now in the Madame's estate, and if you need it, I will send a servant to bring it to you." ”

"That's too expensive for me to accept."

Melen hurriedly waved his hand, "I'd better go to my aunt's house, and go to see her by the way, I haven't seen her for a long time, I miss it." ”

"If you insist......"

The butler thought for a moment, turned around and summoned a quietly waiting servant behind him, and whispered something.

So it didn't take long for the hurried whistle and loud bells to suddenly ring on the bell tower not far from the ticket booth.

A group of police officers in blue uniforms quickly broke in, and without saying a word, they began to disperse the surrounding crowd.

The cordon was raised, the ticket booth was closed, and a whining steam train was stopped.

The passengers were either dazed or cursed and driven out of the car, and then were brutally driven out of the police cordon.

In the blink of an eye, the station square, which was originally full of people, has become very empty.

In the silence, only the smell of urine and the residual fox smell still wafted silently.

"Graham's first and second floating ports will also be closed in the next half hour."

"Closing the dock area is a bit more cumbersome, it takes about an hour, but if you just restrict the boats from receiving passengers, it won't take more than 10 minutes."

Under Merlen's stunned gaze, the silver-haired butler said respectfully, "If necessary, we can also cut off the land arteries and prohibit the passage of horses and vehicles. ”

God fucking if necessary.

Mellen didn't know what to say.

I just don't want to see your wife, so you're like this?

Moreover, Graham is an important trade transit point in the kingdom, and the daily cargo throughput is very amazing, which can be said to be the economic lifeline of the eastern kingdom......

You said that it was sealed?

That Mrs. Chelsea has so much energy?

Mellen couldn't have been caught off guard.

He had a deep impression of Mrs. Chelsea, a young woman, but most of them came from her beauty and temperament.

Melen doesn't know much about her family and influence.

I probably only know that the other party is a powerful person in the city, and every once in a while he holds a banquet, and the invited guests go up to the mayor and down to the police detective, and he seems to like to socialize very much.

Last night, because I drew a special skill from the other party, I added the label of a witch in addition to this impression.

But Melen doesn't really have an idea of what level Mrs. Chelsea is at.

And subconsciously, he felt that the other party might not be a very powerful character.

After all, if he is really a very powerful guy, how can he come into contact with it?

So he basically didn't hesitate to run away this time, and he didn't cherish the other party's possible gratitude.

However, what he saw now proved that his judgment was completely wrong.

Although the butler here only shows the power of the lady in the world, who can be sure that the world and the wizarding class are completely separated?

Mellen didn't believe that Lady Chelsea was the only one in the kingdom who was a wizard and could do whatever she wanted.

And since more than one wizard was in the worldly realm, she, or one of her stewards, could still do this, and act so unscrupulously for the sake of trivial things, only one thing can be proven......

"Please tell Madame,"

After taking a deep breath, Melen stood up with a solemn expression and took the invitation from the other party with both hands, "I will go to the appointment on time." ”

"I hope you understand that we weren't threatening you by doing this,"

The butler said apologetically, "Rather, I am proving to you that Madame's invitation is more important to your future than visiting your aunt." ”

"Of course," Merren replied, "I understand your good intentions, butler. ”

"Well, I'm looking forward to seeing you there."

The butler bowed to him, then turned away with his cane.

Along with them were the officers who were in charge of interception and vigilance.

So it didn't take long for the empty station to quietly resume operation.

The train chimney starts up again, the conductor returns to the ticket booth, and the noisy crowd gathers again.

One by one, they were talking in amazement about what had just happened.

Some guessed that they were arresting important criminals, some guessed that they were searching for some dangerous goods, and even speculated that Her Majesty was visiting Graham and was secretly hiding to observe the people's situation.

"Policemen, rich people, nobles, kings! They are like a swarm of maggots, greedily devouring the decaying bodies of the righteous as they are corrupted by lies, and they shout loudly with each chew! ”

The gray-robed old man who preached was reluctant to leave the square before, so he was faced with a very rough encounter, but now he was free, and his words shouted at the top of his voice were full of anger.

"But the maggots don't end well in the future!! Look, righteous people persecuted by lies, the child of destiny has come! He will punish the insatiable ......"

The hysterical roar from behind was getting fainter and fainter, and Mellen had hurried out of the ticket plaza with his servants.

After returning home in a public carriage, he thought about it and took the book that foreshadowed his death with him.

Mellen has already figured out, since there is no way to avoid the problem, let's face the problem head-on!

Since Mrs. Chelsea had to invite him, she would take the book directly in front of him when he had passed.

Look what she has to say!