"So, what about you?" Ella looked at the falling snow outside and asked calmly,

"What is your purpose?"

"Me?"

The man was dumbfounded, "Do you believe me when I say I have no purpose?" ”

Ella didn't answer the question, but asked, "So, you're the scheming, playful rat?" Or the bird that peeks into everything in the dark? ”

"Hey, it's too much, what a bird, that's an eagle, an ancient condor!" The man has some itchy teeth.

This woman is really infuriating to speak.

"That is the first eagle in the world, the great prophet, the guide of all things!" The man's eyes were sacred, as if they were gilded with a layer of divine radiance.

"Oh? Is it? Ella turned to look at the man.

When she turned, she squeezed her palm slightly.

The entire café suddenly burst into bright light, dyeing the snow outside golden.

Ella grabbed the golden scepter, pulled it out of nothingness, and dropped it towards the man.

The man didn't seem to expect Ella to make a sudden move, but he didn't know when there was an extra branch in his hand.

The branch went up against the golden scepter.

Rumble!

Sound waves, invisible to the human ear, spread, and invisible ripples raged in all directions.

In the entire café, a gust of wind and turbulence suddenly set off.

Outside the café, the snow fell all over the ground, as if it was instantly held up by an invisible force.

The speed of time in the whole world seems to slow down at this moment.

Ella looked at the man calmly, and the hair on her head was also scattered as she made a move, flowing like a milky way, swaying in the wind and snow.

The man could even see the long eyelashes on her eyes.

The eyelashes reflected the light in the house, but the light was as cold as snow.

"You—" The branch in the man's hand swiped slightly, separating Ella's golden scepter as he took a step back.

"Aren't you a prophet?" Ella didn't make any more moves, just glanced at him, "Then you should have known about this scene in advance." ”

Hearing this, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, "I can only see some key images." ”

"It is impossible for a prophet to see everything."

He's really looking at history, right.

Just because he knows everything doesn't mean he's omniscient.

"Oh." Ella didn't do it again.

Retracting the scepter, Ella pushed the door open and walked out.

She took a hair tie out of her pocket, recoiled the long hair that had fallen behind her, and walked into the snowstorm.

At the same time, her voice came from the wind and snow, "Your prophet doesn't seem to be very useful. ”

The wind and snow outside poured in, and the temperature inside suddenly dropped a lot.

The man just looked at Ella's back as she entered the snowstorm and said, "Nidhogg is about to return, and no one knows how she will return, or what kind of disaster she will bring when she returns." ”

The man's voice entered the wind and snow, and quickly died down.

He didn't care if Ella could hear it or not, and continued, "I think the only way to do it may be that girl named Chen Motong. ”

"She is Niedhogg's eyes on the world, and she can at least drag Nidhogg's return and interfere with it."

Ella's voice didn't ring out again.

I don't know if she can hear it.

Everything around them calmed down again, as if what had just happened was just a small episode.

"What would that guy do? Will you ban that person named Chen Motong? A woman came out of the back kitchen and began to clean the tables and chairs that had been messed up by the two of them.

"Actually, the best way is to erase Chen Motong, along with the Black King bloodline in her body." The man sighed, "But the white priest, with her pride and nobility, would not allow her to do that." ”

That kind of pride and nobility has long been engraved in her bones and genes.

The woman stopped her movements and looked at the man with some puzzlement, "Store Manager, haven't you always ignored these things?" ”

The woman's eyes were bright, and she wore a maid's headdress on her head.

The man gently touched the woman's head, "No one can hide this time." ”

"Dragons are creatures that have been running wild on the road of power and power since they were born."

"As long as the final throne remains empty, this slaughter of desire and ambition will go on forever."

"This has been the case for thousands of years, until the final victor sits in that position on the ground full of thorns and bathed in blood and fire, and this long slaughter will not cease."

As for whether it will be more brutal times after that, who knows?

"Isn't Odin's Ragnarok over?" The woman asked softly.

"Odin?" The man's tone was mocking, "The goddess of fate, Nidhogg, and even the annoying guy who likes to play with people's hearts, sow discord, and facilitate the theft of power, Ratatosk, which one is not better than Odin?" ”

"Odin wanted to create Ragnarok, but he was a little bit off after all."

"And the one who helped steal power has always wanted to find me."

"The end of the world is coming, and no one can escape it." The man sighed, "If it's the same as ever, I won't let her notice me." ”

The woman was stunned and asked, "What do you see?" ”

The man shook his head, didn't answer her question, just waved his hand and said, "Pack your things, it's time for us to leave." ”

"What about this shop?"

"It's going out of business, and the boss is going to run away with his girl." The man shrugged.

"Why don't we open another one somewhere else?" In the heavy snow, the soft voice of a woman can be heard from the café, which still exudes warm colors.

...

...

"Meyer and α are in hiding, what are you going to do next?" In the living room, Nono took out a carton of milk and drank it.

"I guess Ella is going back to the academy unless I find clues about Meyer and α."

Caesar was silent for a moment, "I'll first make clear all the influence of that old guy in the family, and at the same time find out all his people." ”

Caesar paused, "I need a Gattuso in my control. ”

Pompeii's influence in Gattuso was almost nil.

Ever since Frost's death, Gattuso has almost alone the final say as long as the old guys don't show up.

"Didn't you hate the family before?" Nono was slightly surprised.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be the person I used to hate? Even to strengthen the position of the heir, not to hesitate to exclude all those who oppose me? Caesar didn't mind revealing his heart in front of Nono,

"I have to do it for myself and for my mom."

In this way, it is the best revenge for this family.

"You always have to grow up, don't you?" Caesar looked at Nono, "We used to be naïve and naïve. ”

"Hey, you say, don't take me!" Nuno raised his eyebrows, "It's true that you're naïve and secondary two, but I've always been rational!" ”

When Caesar heard this, he tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Reason?

I don't know who drove a sports car downstairs when school started.

"Drink?" Nono tossed a box of drinks to Caesar.

Caesar took the drink and had just inserted the straw when the phone vibrate.

He looked at the number, there was no note, he didn't recognize.

"Who?" Confused, Caesar answered the phone.

"It's me, son."