The Port of Angel in the Yellin region is gradually immersed in the tide of dusk, followed by a calm night.

While the hustle and bustle of the street was silent, a small building located directly east of the Sage Square was still dimly lit. On the white lamppost carved into a narrow lily in front of the colonnade, a magic crystal lamp in the shape of a ball is as bright as the moon, illuminating the golden lettering on the eaves of the Angel Harbor Magic Alliance Office.

Aisha lay silently beside the slightly lifted silk curtains, looking out the window at the deserted street. She changed her clothes, and the dress was covered with a warm soft leather top, so that even if she woke up in the middle of the night to enjoy the scenery, she shouldn't feel cold. But her attention was not at all on the peaceful night view of the harbor. The Siren's attack on the passenger ship has caused an uproar in the Port of Angels, and even the Yellin Church, which is in charge of the entire Yellin region, has been shocked, and all kinds of rumors have spread all kinds of rumors.

Compared to this, the news of the appearance of the Demon Crystal Thieves on Messiah Island is insignificant.

It is said that in the past, the complex mutant monster known as the "Kraken" often haunted the area of Muen Bay, not far from the port of Angel, but it has never been so brazen as it is today. Monsters don't usually go to crowded places. Perhaps, is it really like Sister Xiulin said that this is a man-made event, or, with the participation of demons?

Suddenly, a ghostly black shadow suddenly flashed behind Aisha.

"You shouldn't let him live in the office. Without warning, an indifferent male voice sounded behind him. Aisha immediately turned around.

"Carlo?" she whispered, slightly startled.

The young man named Carlo was thin and tall, Yan Sù's face never seemed to smile, his short black hair was a little messy, he should have just returned from outside, he had not yet changed his black coat like a robe, and in his right hand, he held a silver cane more than twenty centimeters long, with a fist-sized golden ball at the top. The collar of his coat was raised to cover his chin, and his thin lips were pursed, and from his dark blue eyes there was a very alert light.

"That person, it's an illegal magician. Carlo said without the slightest emotion.

"No!" Aisha involuntarily stood up, but before her open mouth could utter words of explanation, another figure appeared next to Carlo.

"Alright, Carlo, it's a special situation. ”

A slender, dark-skinned hand pressed against Carlo's shoulder, and Aisha immediately cast a pleading glance at its owner.

"Sister Xiulin......"

"Go and rest, Carlo, you've worked hard today. ”

The young woman called Sister Xiulin raised the fingers of her other hand and tapped them on her slightly upturned plump red lips, a posture that had a charming charm. But Carlo just gave her a faint look, and turned away without responding.

"Okay, you haven't slept yet, my little girl?"

Walking briskly to Aixia's side, Xiulin hugged Aisha like she was hugging a doll. Completely different from Aisha, twenty-year-old Xiulin has a tall height and an extremely proud figure. Her light, almost pale red hair was tied into a high ponytail, and her collarless dark purple tight tunic was wrapped around her as if it was about to be stretched out. Although it is late autumn, her dress is quite distinctive.

The dark and slender neck wore a necklace of animal teeth, the white sleeves were edged with brass circles, and the white fur was wrapped around the graceful waist like a skirt, not even covering the navel. She also wore two crisscrossed dark brown belts with gun pouches hanging from either side, and in the center of the belt was a turquoise two-wheeled pentagram badge.

"I ...... I don't worry about Ivan, I, I know he has used the magic magic weapon, but, but...... For example, if it weren't for him, I would have died!

"Don't say anything. Xiu Lin put her finger between her lips again, and her composure, as if she was in control, made Ai Xia instantly quiet, "I understand, little girl." Don't pay attention to Carlo's nerd, he's more rigid than those old antiques, with your sister Xiulin, what are you worried about?"

Aisha turned her head away, glanced apprehensively at the window, and then, unconsciously, shifted her gaze to the hallway on the other side of the room.

The hallway connected the studio's guest rooms, and at this moment, Ivan slept in the room closest to the end of the hallway.

He slowly opened his eyes from a deep slumber that seemed to never wake up, and all he saw was a distant, faint light in the darkness.

The temperature is a little cold, and you can't tell what time it is. In fact, he didn't feel anything about how long he had been asleep, and he didn't even know why he was unconscious.

At the end of his memory, there was a bright light, but he could vaguely make out the shocked expression on the face of Etha - the magician girl he had just met.

His head felt as if he had a fever, and he looked up to find that his clothes had been changed, and now he was wearing a loose sailor's suit, perhaps from the sailors on the Sea Angel. Not far from the head of the bed, he noticed what appeared to be a normal mechanical clockwork alarm clock reflecting the light. He stretched out his hand, but his feeble fingers couldn't grasp the alarm clock, which flickered and fell with a thud.

In the silence of the room, the sound was terrifying.

The door suddenly opened, and Ivan's heart rose to his throat again. Through the light outside the door, a completely unfamiliar young man walked in. He wore a black coat like a robe, and a pair of dark blue eyes looked at Ivan coldly.

"What for?" the man asked in a cold voice.

After a moment's pause, Ivan remembered to ask.

"Uh, may I ask who you are?"

The man saw the alarm clock on the ground, paused for a second, and then walked over, picked up the alarm clock and put it back in its place without saying a word. Then, with a sharp turn, he looked at the door.

There was a rush of footsteps in the hallway.

"Ivan!"

The slightly familiar crisp voice actually made Ivan's hanging heart fall suddenly, but then, Aisha, who was shaking his long orange hair, unexpectedly rushed to his bedside and hugged him with lightning speed.

"Ivan, you're awake!

"Uh......"

Ivan, who was suddenly hugged, was stunned, he was stunned, and he didn't know what to do. My head seems to be even more dizzy than it was just now. Feeling Aisha's soft body, Ivan's face was hot, and even breathing began to be difficult.

"Ivan...... How are you doing?Do you have a headache?Why don't you speak?Hey...... Ivan, do you remember me?" Aisha let go of the stunned Ivan slightly, but still hugged Ivan's shoulders tightly, "How is it!

"You, whatever!"

Although Ivan had no strength at this time, he still tried his best to shout. The fever seemed to be getting worse, and Ivan lowered his head and shouted angrily, "What do you remember, what are you doing!

Hearing this, Aisha was visibly startled and let go of her hand, her bright purple eyes widened, and she looked at Ivan's face with a look of great surprise.

"Do you remember everything? Do you know who I am?"

"What's the matter, aren't you Aisha?" Ivan was puzzled.

At this moment, another person suddenly walked into the room, the young man didn't know when he went out, and it was a sister with a very good figure. As soon as Ivan saw her, she stepped forward in a few steps and reached out to hold the door of Ivan's head.

Ivan gasped. I was just hugged by Ai Xia and touched by an older sister with an amazing bust...... What's going on here?

"Sure enough, I still have a fever. The strange sister exhaled slowly, and said in a sweet and mellow tone, "But this situation is already quite remarkable." Aixia, don't worry, it seems that his head is not broken, and he will not lose his memory. ”

"What?" said Ivan, who was even more confused.

"Don't you know what's going on?" the sister was surprised for a second, and soon smiled charmingly, "Don't you know about you being unconscious due to demonic exhaustion?"

Ivan looked at her stunned, and the word "magic exhaustion" gradually came into his mind.

"Huh?"

Suddenly I understood something. Ivan raised his hand, only to find that his wrist was empty.

The last memories before the coma finally surfaced at this moment.