Chapter 122: Murder
Xia Ye thought for a while, nodded and said, "I know." β
As soon as the words fell, her eyes went black again, and her consciousness was thrown out of the cup by Susha.
When his vision was restored, Xiu Ji next to him also happened to wake up.
The tentacles straightened up from the bed: "Master, what happened just now?" Is there an enemy meow? β
"It's okay anymore, let's go back to being a cat."
Summer Night said and pointed to the flower hair ornament on his head:
"It stuns us. But it's not malicious, right, Susa? β
"Ben...... Of course I don't mean anything, otherwise you'd have been eaten by me at all. Said the flower.
While calling it "Susa" on a summer night, it also tacitly refrains from mentioning itself as a "god".
Xiu Ji turned back into a cat, stared at the flowers on the sideburns of the summer night for a few seconds, and finally reacted:
"It's the demon flower meow!"
"I'm not a demon flower!"
"Ah, you actually went straight through the middle of this cat clone, it's too domineering!"
"Hmph, it's just Xiugus, if you talk more, I'll make your whole body bloom!"
"Stop, stop, stopβ"
Summer Night hurriedly stopped the quarrel between a flower and a cat.
"I still have something to do, and when it's done, don't talk about quarrels, even if they fight, I don't care...... As long as you don't kill anyone...... Uh, no, just cat's life. β
"Why didn't you fight the flowers?" Xiu asked curiously.
"Because I don't think you can beat it."
"Meow ~ Master, this cat has been with you for so long, and you actually favor a flower that just came?!"
"It's not partiality, I'm just stating the facts......"
"Hey, what the hell is going on with you, tell me quickly." Susha interrupted that she had a hunch that the so-called "business" of Summer Night was for her to do.
Sure enough, Summer Night said to her, "Can you help me deliver a message?" β
"To whom?"
"A man from Debussota."
"How fast do you want it to arrive?"
"The sooner the better."
"Yes, but it costs a lot of money...... The power of this flower, after doing this time, I will sleep for a while, and before returning to Debussota, don't bother me anymore if you have nothing to do. β
"That is, you agreed?" Summer Night asked in surprise.
"yes, what's wrong?"
"I was just thinking...... You're too talkative, too. Not only did they not eat me, but they also answered a question and now promised to help me do it. What exactly is your purpose? Or rather, why did you send your doppelganger to me? β
But the flower just laughed softly:
"You must have a lot of guesses in your mind right now, right? All sorts of conjectures. But there's a very simple, but very good reason why I'm helping you. β
"What reason?"
"Because I'm going to fulfill what the contract agreed upon."
"Huh...... What contract?? β
"Of course it's the contract you summoned me, the one you call 'Rift'."
"But where are these clauses in the 'rift'?" Summer Night felt even stranger, "According to the 'Rift' contract, the summoned person can only exist for 1.5 seconds, and then they will be sent back. β
"But I'm not here now, am I? I wasn't sent back. There was still a hint of a smile in Flower's tone, "You must not have looked at the contract carefully. β
"How is that possible?" Xia Ye retorted, "I've read the terms of the rift contract a few times, and I can almost memorize them, as for you, you must have used the power of the ontology to forcibly ignore the constraints of the terms, right?" β
"And what about your little Shogues?"
As Blossom continued to ask, Summer Night suddenly noticed that Susha had called out the name of Xiu's race from the beginning.
"Hasn't it always stayed with you, too? Is it also forcibly ignoring the constraints of the clause? β
"Ah......h
Xia Ye suddenly put the little question of "why can Hua see Xiu's race at a glance" to the back of her mind, and she understood what Susha meant.
The Shogues were a small tentacle of the giant Shogues.
Susa is a grain of pollen from that huge flower.
Xiu Ji stayed by Summer Night's side because of some accidents.
Susa also stayed with Summer Night for some reason.
So far, she's only used Rift twice, and both times she has had an exception, and not only that, but the situation is extremely similar on both occasions.
If you don't see something wrong with this, Summer Night is not just without a head, but also without a brain.
"So I said......" Flower's smile became more and more obvious, "Let's take a closer look at the contents of the contract." But don't be busy now, you can tell me the name and appearance of the person receiving the message, the more details the better, I don't want to send the wrong person. β
β¦β¦
A few minutes later, a crimson light lit up on the portside deck of the Moby Dick, and it pointed straight east, skimming the vast sea of clouds and disappearing into view.
That's the pollen released by the flowers.
According to Susa, because pollen is very light, it can easily be accelerated to extremely high speeds. For its race, pollen can be used for a variety of purposes, either as a weapon or as a doppelganger.
But today, due to its limited power, pollen can only be used as a carrier of information to convey a message.
Immediately after releasing the pollen, the flower yawned profusely.
"I consumed a lot of energy, I was so sleepy, I slept, don't bother me if it's okay."
With that, it shrank back from the head of the summer night, and all the way back to the cup, the petals gradually closed, and the bud lowered its head, and it seemed that it was really dormant.
It will take about 7 days for the Moby-Dick to return to Debussota.
There were too many accidents at sea this time, and although the final harvest was quite fruitful, the time was also too long.
Lillian and Luca may already be worried, right? I can't help but think about it on a summer night.
But the two of them didn't suffer any major problems because they didn't return, and now, if anyone could be put in danger because of this, it would be that person......
β¦β¦
A fireball the size of a basin whistled through the crowd and struck at its target from behind. It was less than 20 meters away from the target.
This is the "Flame Burst" contract in the "Aini" column system. The effect of this contract is that the deed bearer can release this powerful giant fireball.
Compared to its power, the "Flame Burst" contract is not expensive, and its good price/performance ratio makes it the first choice of many witches in the lower city.
The fireball is 10 meters away from the target.
Some passers-by had already reacted and began to duck to the sides, while others remained in place, staring in amazement at the whistling fireballs.
There are 5 meters left.
In Debussota, there is a price to be paid for killing. The Moor net laid by the "Aether Exploration" covers almost all areas of the Upper Midtown and most of the lower city, and most of the murders will be detected by the Moll Net, which has attracted the attention and investigation of the "Aether Exploration" security forces.
The arrested murderers had two options: either pay exorbitant bail to "aether exploration" in order to obtain amnesty; Either they are sentenced to exile, bankruptcy, or the death penalty, depending on the severity of the circumstances, for immediate execution.
For the vast majority of Downtown residents, it is impossible to afford that bail, and as a result, murders are infrequent, despite the chaos in Downtown.
Incidentally, neither the pursuit of the bankrupt by the debt collector nor the counter-killing of the debtor by the bankrupt is considered murder. Because juridically speaking, it is a battle between the "de jure living" and the "de jure dead" β either the living kill the dead, or the dead kill the living.
Murder, on the other hand, is the act of a living person killing a living person.
There are 3 meters left.
The attacker finally sensed the danger. She wanted to fall to the side, but several golden chains suddenly appeared in the space around her, and her body was firmly bound in place!
Boom ββ!!!
The fireball hit the target.
A thunderous roar sounded, and the fireball instantly swelled to a size of 3 meters, engulfing the target entirely.
By the time the fire had dissipated, the subject was on the ground, motionless, his clothes and pants in tatters, his back blackened, and his half-charred hair still had a little bit of fire.
Passers-by who didn't want to get into trouble had long since fled away, and there was no one around, leaving only this unknown person, lying alone in the middle of the street. It was nearly half a minute before an attacker slowly approached his target.
She bent down to check on her target's condition, then picked up the crystal ball and reported, "Target, Chriss, has stopped breathing. β
"Stopping breathing doesn't mean you're dead." The voice in the crystal ball said, "Take her cup out." β
(End of chapter)