On the other side of the battle, the 'witch' has already shown its decline, and it is only a matter of time before it is defeated. They had gradually moved to the location of the Sleeping Charm during the battle.

Seeing his chance, Grandin took a step back and distanced himself while chanting the phrase "Sleep!" again. ”

The sleeping spell that had been in a state of low output instantly erupted under the feet of the three of them. All three were affected, and El used his abilities to quickly awaken himself and Lorota.

The Witch was caught off guard, and as she was able to break her control, she punched Lorota again, and Al shattered the ice armor in her chest with a single shot.

The 'witch', knowing that she had no chance of winning, glanced at everyone around her with resentment. She took a step back, her body suddenly hazy, as if it were about to blend into the shadows of the dimly lit room.

Seeing this, Grandin's eyes flashed. He opened the newsboy's straight stab with a revolver, snapped his fingers with his empty left hand, and said aloud in Hermes:

"Light!"

The preset word triggers the magic. In an instant, the magic circle paved with glowstone powder shone brightly, and it dispelled all the shadows in the room like a flashbang. The 'witch' who was about to melt into the shadows was also revealed.

The sudden attack made her look stunned.

The bright light brought tears to everyone's eyes.

The three night watchmen who had been prepared for a long time squinted their eyes, endured the pain and raised their guns at the same time!

Lorotta and Al shoot the Witch directly, while Grandin turns his gun and shoots at the full-length mirror in the bedroom facing the living room!

As soon as she used her mirror stand-in, the 'witch' who crawled out of the full-length mirror was instantly shot in the shoulder by Grandin.

She snorted in pain, and the full-length mirror shattered into palm-sized pieces.

Just as Grandin was about to continue shooting, the 'witch' suddenly raised her hand, and a bone-like charm in her hand immediately let out a scream of indiscriminate attack.

The whistling made everyone present unsteady on their feet. Grandin's eyes were blood-red, and his head looked like it had been smashed open with a sledgehammer.

Blood oozed from the eyes, nose and corners of the 'witch's mouth, and she barely smashed the bedroom window and disappeared into the night.

"Let's chase! I'll leave the other one to you. ”

The recovered Al and Lorota also jumped out of the window.

Grandin endured a headache and turned to his goal.

The newsboy was less tolerant than they were, and by the time he recovered from rolling all over the ground, Grandin had already raised his revolver to aim at him.

"Don't move! Slowly raise your hands and throw that damn triangular thorn away, and move slowly! ”

As the night wore on, the room was so dark that only a faint figure could be seen, but Grandin was confident that he wouldn't miss.

The newsboy's 'go to the police' just now gave him some good feelings, so he didn't shoot directly.

The newsboy who got up stiffened, but he still obediently put aside the three-edged thorns and raised his hands.

Seeing this, Grandin slowly moved to the wall with his gun in his hand, and fumbled to light the gas lamp.

The light of civilization dispelled the darkness and made the atmosphere in the room less tense. Grandin took a breath and realized that the newsboy seemed to be a little too slim.

"Take your mask off."

The newsboy did as he was told, and his slightly baby-fat face was exposed to the light.

Grandin looked at it - it turned out to be a lady, well, just a little regretful figure.

Her facial features are soft, and her deep emerald eyes are the most distinctive. But her eyebrows and eyes don't seem to have grown yet, and with her height of one and a half meters at most, she looks like a half-old child overall.

Grandin's memories of his past formed an electric current in his brain, letting him know who he had met. The point is that the height of this meter five is really hard to forget.

He suddenly had a headache.

"Name."

"Age."

Grandin asked continuously.

The girl looked at him silently and stubbornly.

"This young lady, communication is the only way to solve problems. If you refuse to communicate, then I can only solve you. ”

The revolver in Grandin's hands is still very intimidating.

"Hugh Dilcha."

Hugh finally spoke, and she cherished her words like gold, and then fell silent after saying this.

"Miss Hugh, why are you here?"

Grandin's tone was gentle, as if he were chatting with an old friend. But when Hugh tried to move his stiff wrist, he raised his revolver again.

"Miss Hugh, please answer the question."

"It's a commission."

Grandin held up his gun and did not speak. Hugh glanced at him hatefully, and could only continue:

"Mr. Beale of Port Enmat entrusted me to look for his wife, a lady named Kaya Stevens, in Beckland...... Half a month ago, they were hit by a terrible fire, and Ms. Kaya's face was badly burned. She took a sum of money and said she was going to Beckland to find a cure for her face...... Eventually, I was able to find this place based on the informant's intelligence. ”

And then unfortunately got involved in this melee.

Hugh finished all the information he knew in one breath.

"Port Enmat, Bill Stevens."

Grandin read it silently several times, remembering the message.

The port of Enmat, north of Beckland, takes about a day by boat, and is faster by steam train.

After asking for the information he wanted, he put away his gun and found a relatively intact chair to sit down.

His relaxed expression made Hugh stare at him again.

"You're not afraid of me?"

"Miss Hugh, why should I be afraid of a person whose combat ability is not as good as my own?"

Grandin sat in his chair, and he exited the revolver nest and exchanged the demon hunting bullets inside for normal ammo.

He had just pointed Hugh at gunpoint just to pressure her to tell the truth.

Now that it was clear, there was no need for him to be rude to an innocent lady. He examined the nest and returned it to its place with a 'click'.

"Miss Hugh, it's a pity that the lady you are looking for is dead. There are her relics in the bedroom, and you can take some back with you. ”

"Will you let me go?"

Hugh didn't expect him to be so talkative.

"Of course...... No. I'm a night watchman, and if you want to leave, you'll have to be my informant.

First, you'll need to go to the Nightwatcher's Residence to register your identity. Then, a mental status assessment is done every six months. Finally, when you go to other cities, you have to report it. ”

Grandin looks like he's joining now, and he's treated well.

"Do I have any other options?"

Hearing these limitations, Hugh was very entangled.

"You can also choose to go to the ground floor of St. Samuel's Church, where you can eat and stay for free."

As soon as Grandin finished speaking, Hugh shrank like a fried cat.

He then continued slowly:

"Having said that, maybe when I become a senior member of the church, I will advise them and let them recruit according to this norm. But now, if you want to become an informant, you don't have to go through so much trouble and don't have so many formalities.

If you don't need an item to prove your identity, it's even simpler. You can leave now, just come back and give me a personal information, and I will contact you later. ”