"Woo-woo-"

Sissel and Leonard got off the steam train, looked at the station in front of them, and sighed together:

"Ah, it's finally here."

"yes...... It's here. ”

Pales' reluctant voice rang out, it was clear that he didn't like this place with many high-order extraordinaires.

Sissel was laid back, and he expertly walked to a chair that was not yet occupied and sat down, pulled out his book, and looked at his watch.

"When is your pen pal coming?"

Leonard looked around, looking for the pen pal that Sissel had said had come to pick them up, even though he didn't know him.

"Don't worry, there are still 3 minutes, he is usually very punctual."

Sissel opened the bitter and difficult "On Mechanics and Nature" in his hand and read it with relish.

"......'Machines come from nature,' Leonard, do you think that's right or wrong?"

"The god of steam and machinery originates from Mother Earth? Haha, isn't the author of this book afraid of being beaten? ”

Leonard said it without using his mind, causing a slight dissatisfaction among some of the surrounding followers of the God of Steam and Machines and the Mother Earth Goddess.

"Leonard, if you really want to be a poet, then you shouldn't just see the surface of it."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Leonard was perfunctory and ready to sit down, but Sissel closed his book and got up with his suitcase.

"Here we are."

Sissel pointed to a strange man in the crowd who was wearing a black trench coat, a scarf and sunglasses, and wrapped himself tightly.

He walked over unhurriedly, stood in front of the man, and said softly:

"Long time no see, Emlyn."

"Uh, long time no see."

Emlyn White shook Sissel's hand in a hoarse voice, looked at Leonard, and asked:

"That's your adopted son?"

"He's coming to Beckland for the first time and he might be a little bit out of line. Well...... What's wrong with your voice? ”

"Uh...... I accidentally drank the wrong medicine......"

At the same time, Pales in Leonard's mind also paid attention to Emlin, his tone was a little puzzled, and he said slowly:

"Your adoptive father's pen pal...... Doesn't seem to be human? ”

Leonard didn't react for a moment, and Parles added:

"It's supposed to be a vampire."

"Huh? Bloodsucker? ”

Leonard suddenly became vigilant and looked at Emlyn, who was talking to his adoptive father not far away.

"Don't think about it, that vampire has no ill will, maybe it's really your adoptive father's friend. And ......"

Parles smiled disdainfully, a little disdainful of Leonard's recent performance, and said:

"How do you, a Sequence 9 'Sleepless,' catch him without causing casualties?"

He knew that Leonard had been deliberately slowing down the digestion of potions lately, and he was trying to lie to him, hah.

"Leonard, come here."

Sissel smiled and hooked Leonard's hand, looking like he was in a good mood.

Leonard had no choice but to bite the bullet and say hello to Emlyn, trying to forget the horror stories about vampires told by the night watchmen.

"Then let's go, well, let's go to the church of St. Samuel you said...... You're a believer in Him, right? ”

Emlin asked Sissel's opinion in a hoarse voice, and secretly looked at Leonard, who was stiff on the side.

"Well, let's go, I've brought the doll."

Hearing Sissel's words, Emlin's face suddenly became hot, and he said hesitantly:

"Well, let's go! My friend, my friend does need puppets for experiments......"

Is this friend you're talking about...... Leonard complained to Parles in his heart.

……

After the tour of the church, Emlyn felt that he was a little hungry, but it was not good to drink blood in front of the two of them, so he temporarily left the group and let Sissel and the others wander around the neighborhood.

"Hmm...... Leonard," Sissel fiddled with the ghostly and spiritual amethyst necklace from the vendor's stall and turned to look at Leonard, "Do you have anything you want to buy?" ”

Leonard thought for a moment and shook his head hesitantly.

Looking at him like this, Sissel realized that he did have what he wanted, but he was too embarrassed to say it.

"It's okay, I'll buy it for you if you say so."

No...... You can't buy those extraordinary items, so you might as well give me some money, Daddy...... No, I can earn my own money, can my dad not always treat me like a child......

Leonard complained frantically in his heart, still shaking his head reservedly on the surface, and said righteously:

"I have my own salary."

Seeing this, Sissel had no choice but to give up and buy the previous amethyst necklace instead.

"Tsk, your adoptive father has made a lot of money, that is the Starfall Crystal, which is a certain sequence of potion materials for the 'apprentice' path, worth hundreds of pounds......"

Pales evaluated the starfall crystal according to its color, and carefully looked at the items around him to see if there were any good goods.

Of course, even if He had, he wouldn't have told Leonard.

"Huh? A few hundred pounds? It's so expensive......"

Leonard muttered quietly, he really didn't recognize it as a potions material.

Alas, it's not for nothing that Beckland is called the "City of Hope."

There is hope everywhere, but there is also despair everywhere.

Watching Sissel take out the money from his pocket and hand it to the lame little beggar who came to beg, Leonard felt a lot of emotion.

The little beggar winced a little, and after he carefully received the money, a smile fitting his age finally appeared on his gray, lifeless face.

"Thank you! Thank you! ”

He sincerely thanked Sissel, which cemented Sissel's false humanity.

"Well, goodbye."

Sissel smiled and waved his hand at the little beggar, watched him limp away, turned to Leonard, and asked:

"Leonard, what does the world look like?"

"Yes......"

Leonard hesitated, looked up at the gray sky shrouded in smoke, took a deep breath, and muttered:

"It's chaotic and crazy ......"

The Extraordinary is out of control...... The revelry of the evil gods......

“…… But it's also warm and nice. ”

Dad...... Nightwatchers......

Sissel looked at Leonard quietly and suddenly said jokingly:

"You're finally a bit of a poet, much better than your old dead memorization poems."

Parles also sighed heavily, recalling his once arrogant self and his glorious family, half appreciative and half repentant:

"You...... Tsk, your adoptive father is really nice to you......"

Leonard reined in his flying emotions and looked at Sissel, who was no longer young in front of him.

And Sissel also looked at him, and the two laughed inexplicably, the kind of laughter that came from the heart.

A cool breeze swept across Leonard's face, and he thought that perhaps Sissel was a gift from the stars.