Mei wanted to dig deeper, but looking at the peaceful atmosphere at the table now, she chose to talk about something else. Mei pinched a letter in her fingertips and said; "Who is Alice? She said she was now looking after the little prince Adrian, and heard that you had an accident. ”

Francis casually explained what happened in the city of Wales, "Help me write back to her, just say that everything is okay at the moment, and then ask Alice to help with the handover of the Cupid factory." ”

May nodded that it was okay, and added that Solomon was having dinner with them because he wouldn't mention the culprit of everything.

Solomon ignored May's teasing, but stopped swallowing for a moment, and gestured with his hand; "Let me sort it out, so you're the owner of a utopian independent enterprise – so you're a rich man."

Solomon came out of the slums, he had always hated the rich people who exploited the people at the bottom every day, and he would never have dreamed of meeting a somewhat 'special' rich friend - "Not specifically you, Francis, but rich people deserve to die." ”。

May laughed silently, and she showed Solomon the old decoration of the mansion, "It has nothing to do with money, and when I first came here, that stupid brain was a problem even feeding seven children." ”

Solomon was puzzled, with this quaint and noble mansion, he could build the world's top armed airship, an enterprise with independent sovereignty in the Messiah region, he couldn't think of any other explanation.

Mei propped her chin on her hand and knocked down the final conclusion, and said mysteriously; "Dazzling gold coins are not what makes a person here, if you can idealize or try to change this scarred world, you will understand the purpose of this mansion."

Wealth means nothing to the Francis family now, and they really don't have much money, so May took out a money bag and poured out the few Kinrell in it and motioned to Solomon to look at it.

How could Solomon have those literary talents to speak as dignified and profound as Mei, he said to the point;

"So you have it all, but still poor jingle?"

"Who doesn't want to be rich, but it's a pity that when it comes to the Messiah, living is the first priority."

All material wealth is synonymous with uselessness here, and everything must be compromised for the development of the Moon House, only then the Francis family will not have to lose anyone.

You can sell the airship to the church today, and then the church can find any excuse to use your airship to blast your door open or a bunch of monsters break in, and you can hold a bunch of Jinriel and see if you can buy your own life.

It used to be a desperate act of peddling potions and trying to sell airships just to raise money to hide the existence of the Moon House in the factory on the surface, but now that the goal has been achieved, the Moon House can no longer sell any artifacts.

After dinner, Francis was in his room leaning against the bookshelf in contemplation, and he could not forget the mad eye of the Supreme.

He pulled out his large drawing board and began to sort out what had happened recently.

The first time the unexpected began to emerge was the anonymous morning letter from the parade, arrogantly stating his watchman's perspective.

The question of who the watcher is is a headless one, and Francis decides to wait and see.

After that, it seems that the people of the Moon House Project fell into the Forest of Fear with a precise plan. Meet the frescoes and finally purify Elizabeth.

The throne, called Damocles in the frescoes, the blood of the king and the throne constitute the secret that even the supreme is afraid of.

A general vein emerges, but an exclamation point is needed;

Eventually, Francis's brushstrokes fall on the final stroke of the supreme eyeball.

The throne of Damocles, the highest, the blood of the king.

Francis looked up and fell into deep thought.

Go ahead and let the steam make everything visible.

Then Francis suddenly remembered a person, Alice, who, since she was an intelligence monger, would buy the blueprint of the next extraordinary machine at any cost.

He put on his coat and prepared to enter the Moon House and open the Infinity Door to find Alice.

Just as she walked down the hallway, May was sitting in a wheelchair quietly reading, her eyes not looking at Francis but as if she knew everything; "Where are you going?"

Francis told what she was going to find Alice, and May put down the book and began to wonder who this Alice was from.

"The newspaper says that the black feathers in the sky have caught the attention of the church, and with the fact that the second-order hunter team responsible for capturing us has no survivors, now the whole of Wales is thinking, who is Francis? Stay home tonight, and I'll help you get in touch with the meeting. ”

Given that Francis had come close to a catastrophe last time, May decided not to let Francis make risky decisions on her own.

After that, Mei took out a small bag to Francis, opened it and found that it contained a variety of commonly used strengthening potions and sword oil, and Mei smiled; "No matter how well you refine yourself, you will use these - I want to help you as much as I can."

It seems that May heard about it from the monk's robe, and Francis unceremoniously put away the bag. Mei's alchemy potion is very pure, and taking it to the best of its ability is the greatest compliment to Mei.

Persuading Francis to return to the room, May moved her wheelchair to the study to put the book she had just read back in place, but suddenly found that all the base potions that had been lost after the fall of the airship were placed on the table, and a note from Solomon was left next to it; "Sorry to take them in the mess, it was my mistake, you are different from all the people I have met, I sincerely repent and thank you for your acceptance. Francis deserves all my respect, and I'll visit another day. ”

May laughed and scolded the bastard who stole things, but after all the experience, their intention to accept Solomon would not change, and it should be a misunderstanding before they understood each other. Immediately, the monk's robe sealed all the potions in the depths of the Moon House.

Given that Francis forbade the family from touching the Extraordinary Mutation, the potions were reserved for use as catalysts for concoctions and other precious potions.

On the other side, thousands of miles away, in the Chapel of the Holy See in the royal city, a secret report was placed on the table of the archpriest.

"In the first file of the original sin event book, the origin aberration demon "Ruined Angel" is a humanoid creature with a wingspan of six meters and a height of nearly two meters. The ruins of Thebea, which controls it, are a huge underground space of several square kilometers, nestled in the Horror Forest on the outskirts of Wales.

And seven days ago, it was clear that it was the nest of greedy demon birds that were raging in Wales.

The record of the angel is only a few words issued by the black temple, and when he sees the black feather, he meets the god of death.

Sensing the strong activation of the angels in the Black Temple last night, the High Hunter Squad urgently dispatched broke into the underground temple an hour ago, and only collected the twelve corpses of the crown and another hunter team that had strayed into the ruins of Thebia earlier.

However, within half an hour of evacuating the ruins of Tibya, the breach team that was supposed to keep an induction with the Black Temple lost contact.

The third team responsible for the follow-up rescue arrived at the scene and confirmed that the breakthrough team lost contact again half an hour after retreating after winning the crown due to the distortion of the supreme gaze.

In the end, the crown was delivered to the Black Temple in a relay of death, and the operation lost twelve rescue teams that were dispatched in turn, and one broke into the team, with a total of 124 deaths.

After extracting the fragments of memories from the scene, Francis, who was identified as a male civilian, unconsciously inherited the ownership of the crown and refused to take it with him, then purified the angel and left in an unknown airship.

It is reported that Francis once appeared on the streets of Wales with potions of unknown origin and was a worker at Cupid's factory.

As to who this person is, what his purpose is, and whether he will be cleansed, the church is still waiting for instructions from the Black Temple. ”