"I think."

Ember glanced thoughtfully at Furth, who was elegantly tasting dessert, and suddenly said, "You don't need her help, do you?" ”

"Huh."

Audrey blinked, "Not very much." ”

The Lady Forth appears to be merely an apprentice in Sequence 9.

For Audrey, who has become extraordinary, it cannot be said that it is completely useless, only that it is better to talk than nothing.

But why did Mr. 'Lover' suddenly ask that?

"So."

Ember suddenly said, "You shouldn't mind if I arrest her, right?" ”

"Catch it?"

Audrey subconsciously covered her mouth to avoid exclaiming, and then couldn't help but whisper, "Why did you arrest her?" Ms. Furth probably didn't do anything bad, right? ”

"Any questions?"

Ember looked at the girl's surprised appearance and said strangely, "For the night watchers, it is our duty to capture the wild extraordinary. ”

"Nightwatch?"

Audrey opened her mouth, "Mr. Ash, are you a night watchman in the Night Church?" ”

"Or else?"

Ember became more and more puzzled, he felt that Miss Audrey seemed to lack of try, but he still strictly played the role of apprentice, and said modestly, "But I'm ashamed to say that I've only been a member of the Night Watch for a week, and I've only been on one mission so far." ”

"So you're trying to take Ms. Forth on a mission?"

Audrey inexplicably came up with such a thought, but still tried to persuade her, "Can you not be caught?" Ms. Forth is not a bad person......"

Although they have only known each other for a long time, after all, they have just reached a cooperation.

If Furth were to be arrested by turning the embers, it would make Audrey feel guilty.

It's as if she's betrayed Furth.

"Audrey."

Instead of answering Audrey's question, Ember asked rhetorically, "Do you know what my only mission was?" ”

Audrey didn't expect Ember to ask such a question, and shook her head hesitantly.

"It's the capture of an out-of-control extraordinary."

Ember looked into the girl's eyes and said word by word, "Together with me, there were a total of seven night watchmen involved in the capture, including two Sequence 7s, but the end result was that we were almost wiped out. ”

"And this Miss Forth may not be a bad person, but in her current state."

Ember paused and said slowly, "I'm afraid she'll be out of control in less than three months." ”

Like old Neil, he smelled human pus in this Furth.

Moreover, it feels even richer than old Neil.

It's just that Old Neil's 'human pus' is growing all the time, but this Lady Falth's 'human pus' seems to have fallen into silence, and may only suddenly grow at a certain time.

But once it grows, the result can be a direct loss of control.

"Annihilation!"

Audrey fell silent suddenly, and those four words slammed into her heart like a hammer.

Although he has become extraordinary, he has also been reminded of the dangers of losing control by Mr. Hanged Man.

But after all, she has never really seen 'out of control', and she has never known how dangerous it can be.

And now listening to Mr. Lover's words, she suddenly realized that the world of the Extraordinary may be more cruel than she imagined.

'Annihilation'.

Mr. Ember sounded four fluttering words in his mouth, but Audrey could feel the weight.

There are a total of seven extraordinary people, even if they are lucky not to be wiped out, they must have paid a huge sacrifice, right?

How many of the seven died?

Is it three or four? Or is it more?

Could it be that only Ember survived first?

Thinking of this, Audrey's heart became a little heavier.

It is obviously an extraordinary person who is out of reach of ordinary people, and it is an extraordinary existence.

The result was just one of the most ordinary missions, and it took a huge toll on it.

Such a tragic sacrifice was only caused by an out-of-control extraordinary.

"I see."

Audrey whispered.

Although Ms. Forth is innocent.

But if she suddenly loses control, I'm afraid more ordinary people will suffer.

If she loses control in this salon, there will be no one present besides her and Mr. Lovers, no, except for Mr. Lovers, there will probably be no one else alive.

After all, the audience itself has neither combat effectiveness nor self-preservation.

Although she was a little sorry for Ms. Folth, Audrey felt that this might be the best outcome.

"As compensation."

Audrey silently added in her heart, "I'll help you rescue that Miss Hugh." ”

Well, and Greinte.

He may still be excitedly counting on Madame Furth to help him find the potion formula.

But now it's definitely going to be in the soup.

If it really doesn't work, she can give her potion recipe to the other party, or she can ask Mr. Lovers.

At the same time, Furth, who didn't know that he had been sold, was squinting his eyes and enjoying the dessert.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Ember paused, and then continued, "I wanted to tell you when we met next time, but since we met in advance, let's just say it." I have a way to get my hands on the 'mind reader' recipe, but it takes 400 pounds to trade. ”

After the last tarot meeting, he went to the Church of the Night to ask about the recipe-

You can give, but you can't give it in vain, you have to give money.

However, Ember has no money.

He was only 200 pounds, half of which was given by the archbishop.

"Four hundred pounds?"

Audrey was thoughtful, she had heard from Mr. Hanged Man that the potion recipe for Sequence 8 was usually around 450 pounds.

"I didn't have any cash with me."

Audrey blinked, "But the day after tomorrow, Viscount Gleilynt will hold another banquet, and I'll bring enough money with me then." Well, how about 600 pounds in total, Mr. Ash? ”

The rich woman who is not bad for money said.

"Yes."

Ember groaned for two seconds, bowing slightly.

……

It's approaching evening.

The salon ended successfully.

The guests left the villa individually.

Audrey also took her personal maid to the carriage back to the mansion after saying goodbye.

Furth also embarked on the journey home, and was in a pretty good mood.

Hugh had only caused a little trouble, and now that two nobles had stepped forward, it would certainly be easy to solve.

Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, you can be 'out of prison'.

At the thought of this, Furth's mood couldn't help but become more and more happy, and his steps became much lighter.

Until she returned to her home address at 114 Birmingham Road in the Hillston district.

Until entering the living room, I noticed the man behind me through the mirror in the living room.

Furth's hair stood on end in an instant, and his hands and feet were cold, as if there were thin needles pierced there.

When?

When was he in the house?

No, it should be said, when did he start tracking himself?

"Bang!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Furth gritted his teeth and smashed the mirror that he was going to use to dress up at the man behind him.

Then he slammed into the wall next to him without looking back.

It's just that the moment she was about to hit the wall, she suddenly turned into an illusion and passed through the wall.

That's how she got the hang of running away!

As an apprentice, she was confident that as long as she was bent on escaping, it would be absolutely difficult for other extraordinary beings to catch her—

Well, except for mid-high sequences.

There was no hesitation.

Passing through the wall, Furth quickly ran towards the wall of the next-door neighbor's house.

Although because her physical fitness is not very good, she does not run away quickly.

But thanks to the fact that she could go straight through walls, she was able to cross the entire street in a short time.

It is at least 500 meters away from the original address in a straight line!

There are many buildings that prevent others from being able to capture her.

So, she has plenty of time to blend in with the crowd and escape!

Well.

It was supposed to be like this.

If it weren't for the fact that she saw a man suddenly 'grow' on the wall she had just walked through.

"Aren't you running?"

Ember politely asked, "I could spend the whole day with you, but you could actually try again." ”

Furth's expression fell, and she simply sat down on the bench next to her.

Like a salted fish that has given up resistance.