"Why don't you send it yourself." Carrying the crumpled envelope that Anderson had stuffed, Douglas lifted it up and shook it slightly, feeling that there was nothing special in it, just ordinary stationery.

Anderson stretched out his arms and gestured to the desolate scenery around him: "Does this seem like a place where the postman can find it?" ”

For some reason, although Medici has been sending teams to various places, he has never set foot in the town, causing the Red of War base camp to stay put.

That can also be delivered to other teams that go to town...... Douglas glanced at him, and Anderson sighed, half-seriously, half-jokingly: "How many of them are literate, and how many of them have the quality of not opening other people's letters and peeking at them?" ”

The strongest hunter's green eyes rolled, and he smiled: "Anyway, if I change it, I will definitely take it apart and see it." ”

"If you say that, I'll suspect it's a love letter." Douglas read the addressee's address and name again, habitually tugging at the hunter.

Daniz. Dibois doesn't look like a woman's name.

Anderson puffed up his chest and admitted calmly: "Half of it." ”

It's true? So why only half? The remaining half was eaten by you? Douglas stared at Anderson wordlessly for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and touched his chin, and said seriously: "I don't believe it." If it were me, I would never give a love letter to another man along with the address of the sympathizer. ”

As we all know, asking others to help deliver love letters is often the beginning of broken love, misunderstandings, and blood.

"But if this man is yours, there's nothing to worry about." Anderson said, deliberately brushing aside the broken hair on his forehead, revealing his ordinary and handsome face, very confident, "As for Daniz, hehe...... Give him a chance to send a letter and talk, and he will have to thank me. ”

Douglas straightened the relationship and said, "Uh": "You, write a love letter to the person you like, but you want to send it to the person who likes that girl and ask him to pass it on?" ”

Anderson's smile was still bright, as if to say, "What does it matter?"

If you really don't have a chance, you have to create an opportunity to make a mistake...... This fits my stereotype of a hunter very well!

I just don't know what the poor recipient, Mr. Daniz, will think. Douglas didn't ask any more questions, for fear of hearing more twists and turns, and stuffed the letter into his pocket with his backhand: "You saved me once, and you won't be charged for postage." ”

"Dude," Anderson said with a solemn expression on his face, putting his hand on Douglas's shoulder, and said earnestly, "value your life, after all, you go to the Red Theater to sell your butt for a night is worth more than that." ”

After that, he instantly regained his hippie smiling face, jumped to the side like a fox to avoid Douglas's flying kick, and ran to the side, only then raised his voice and shouted: "Thank me for the unfortunate pregnancy of the 'devil', he is the one who dragged you out, and told you 'see you again' before leaving." ”

Douglas was stunned when he heard this, and he missed the opportunity to catch Anderson back and ask for an understanding, so he had to scratch his hair and whisper to himself: "Aven. Townsend, ah......"

He remembered the name of the "devil", remembered the other person's appearance, remembered that Evan seemed to be very disgusted with the existence of the church or the gods, and acted as he pleased, belonging to the most dangerous kind of wild extraordinary. However, Douglas was not too worried, after all, after returning to Beckland, the sky fell and there were two major churches and reclusive blood clans, whether it was seals or personnel, they were several times stronger than Yetonaev City.

It's not like here, it's the God of War Church that takes the lead.

He turned back to his tent, said hello to Medici, and followed Amon into the spirit realm, returning to Beckland in a few minutes.

When he stepped into reality again, Douglas couldn't help but feel the sight of the air and misty sky that made his nose itch slightly. Unlike the still somewhat steep spring breeze in Fursak, the drizzling Beckland was damp and warm, with the rush and bustle of a big city, with dark umbrellas and the wide brims of the ladies waving down the street in all directions.

After a two-week absence, Beckland looked the same as before. Douglas looked back from the window and found himself back in the room where he had been staying before, and found a strange man in scruffy clothes lying on the bed, who was flipping through a magazine with relish, completely oblivious to the sudden addition of two more people in the room.

This made Douglas couldn't help but look at the card in front of the hospital bed to confirm that he had not entered the wrong room, and then looked at Amon and boldly guessed: "This is why the others didn't find out that I left Bakeland?" ”

Amon promised that his departure from Bakeland would not be discovered by the church, but Douglas didn't expect Amon to really change a living person to come out and top the bag.

The problem is that as long as you are not blind, you can see that the man in the hospital bed and Douglas are very different from each other in terms of appearance and figure.

Shi Angel said calmly: "I exchanged your fate. As long as he bears your fate in the occult, then he will be you during this time, and no one will find out. ”

Exchange Fate...... Douglas was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Then who was he originally?" ”

"He? A homeless man passing by. ”

Hearing this answer, Douglas exhaled silently, stepped forward and gently nudged the scruffy man. The latter seemed to have been awakened from a sweet dream, shivered, and suddenly confused, no longer in that leisurely posture, but returned to the numbness and cringe that a homeless man should have.

The man's head was spinning around, and he couldn't figure out where he was, but when he saw the white sheets, the magazine with the words printed on it, and the Douglas staring at him, he instinctively feared these things, felt that he was out of place with his environment, and immediately nervously shrunk his shoulders and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

The magazine slipped out of his hand and fell silently on the hospital bed.

Then, two large, plump apples were stuffed into his hands. The man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Douglas say, "You went to the wrong room, I don't know you, let's go." ”

He still couldn't react to what was happening, he just felt that his mind was in a mess, and the only thing he could confirm was that there were two apples in his hand. The man swallowed in his throat, hurriedly shoved the apple into the pocket deep in his coat, nodded his head indiscriminately to indicate that he had heard Douglas's words, and hurried out of the hospital bed to the door, for fear that the former would suddenly regret and take back the food.

When he ran out of the ward and out of the corridor, to the stairwell where no one could see, the homeless man touched his bulging pocket, took out the apple and sniffed it close to his face, smelling the aroma of fresh fruits and vegetables. He finally couldn't help it, opened his mouth and took a bite on the apple with his somewhat loose teeth, scraped off a small piece of the skin with the flesh, and chewed it carefully until he squeezed out every drop of sweet juice before swallowing the pomace seriously.

This gave his originally dull and dazed eyes a little more light and a little more satisfaction.

In the original hospital room, Douglas picked up the magazines and put them on the bedside table, and dusted the crumpled sheets flat.

Is it a good thing or a bad thing for a homeless man to be swapped for fate and inexplicably lie in the hospital for two weeks?

Before Douglas could come up with a reason, Amon tapped the window frame, summoned him to his senses, and pulled out a piece of paper from the pocket of his dark robe, and said bluntly, "The 'astrologer' potion recipe." ”

Douglas took the potion formula with both hands and glanced at it roughly, and did not feel embarrassed, because low-order extraordinary materials would not be too scarce, and there would be no problem in finding materials through the channel of the Aurora Society.

The main thing is that I don't want to experience the feeling of drinking potions at the door of the church in the dark again.

Amon waited patiently for him to memorize the recipe and burn the paper before pinching the edge of the monocle and smiling, "What's the next plan?" ”

"In addition to playing and digesting in advance, and establishing ......contact with other 'traversers,' Douglas paused at this point, and then spat out the second half of his sentence uncertainly, "Think about how to leave the church safely." ”

In the future, whether he is looking for other possible traversers or related clues, it is impossible for him to operate only in the city of Beckland, or even in Rune. Every time I ask Amon to cover himself, not to mention whether Amon is happy or not, Douglas himself is not very happy, even if he owes favors, he has to owe it to the blade.

The most desperate way to avoid being discovered by the Church is, of course, to break away from the Church and become a wild extraordinary. After all, Douglas chose to become an official extraordinary, that is, to pursue promotion and occult knowledge, and now that there is no shortage of both, the rules of the church seem to be constrained to him.

However, the ways and means of disengagement need to be considered in the long term. Running away without a brain is possible, but it will inevitably affect Veretti. After all, he is still the guardian of the other party, and he doesn't want to hinder Veretti's future because of himself, and there are not many ways for women to get a decent life in this era.

At least, it will take about half a year to a year for the little girl to be admitted to university, which is enough for him to take care of all kinds of details and leave the little girl a sum of money that is enough to spend. Douglas thinks that even if he fulfills his responsibilities, he will feel less psychologically indebted.

It's the same with the church, it's true that you want to get out of it, and you don't want to owe it to your friends.

He could only try to find a balance in it, a shaky balance.

Seeing his hesitation, Amon laughed, without commenting or urging: "Then do it." ”

With that, He took a slight step back and disappeared in place, as if it had never existed.

Douglas, accustomed to his elusiveness, raised his hand and pinched his brow without much care, then pushed the window open, letting the breeze carry the drizzle and the smell of earth to his face, and his brain was empty, staring at the rain without thinking.

It wasn't until a long time later that there was a knock on the door of the ward, and Douglas closed his eyes, pulled himself out of his more detached state, and turned his head to look at the door with a smile while closing the window: "Please come in." ”

The first to enter the door was Veretti, a little girl with long pale blonde hair tied up and light green eyes smiling. However, when she saw Douglas standing in front of the window, her hair and shoulders soaked in the rain, she immediately frowned, and her face was full of condemnation: "The window is not closed tightly? Why don't you find something to wipe ......"

As she spoke, she stepped forward quickly, and before she could find a towel, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and straightened her arm to help him wipe his wet forehead.

So Antonia, who was the second to enter the door, saw Douglas with his hands on his knees, his head down, and he was happily being pressed by the little girl to wipe his hair.

"......" Antonia felt that both of them were enjoying it, and her emotional intelligence was so high that she did not make a sound, but waited with her arms crossed.

Of course, a small handkerchief could not wipe the water clean, but with a few tricks to quietly assist, Douglas was already very dry when he straightened his waist again. He shook his hair like a large dog shaking his hair: "It's okay, it's okay, it's bald if you wipe it again." ”

Veretti touched his hair with her hand to confirm that it was dry, and complained, "The patient who has just recovered is still very weak and can't catch a cold." By the way, I brought a jacket with me before, and you'll put it on when you go out. ”

Looking at the coat she took out of the wardrobe, Douglas complained in his heart about where someone still wore such a thick one in the spring, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said relaxedly, "Listen to you." ”

Because he had to leave the ward to pack his things, Veretti brought a suitcase, and the two of them packed up the daily necessities they had brought during their hospitalization, and after saying hello to Douglas, they went back to the lobby to settle the bill, and then called for a rental carriage, and the three of them returned to Douglas's residence on Covent Street in the North Side.

In keeping with Rune's social customs, it was no surprise that Antonia was left behind to enjoy afternoon tea with the family. The landlords, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas, also took the opportunity to discuss something with Douglas.

"Settle in Desey Bay?" Holding the black teacup in his hand, Douglas was a little surprised, but considering the age and physical condition of the homeowner, it was not an unimaginable decision.

Although he was not yet 60 years old, Mr. Thomas had been a soldier in his early years, and his legs and feet were somewhat inconvenient, while Mrs. Thomas had fallen ill when giving birth to children, and the two were not in good health. They were originally accompanied by their youngest son, who was an army officer, but the war two years ago also cost them their son, leaving them with only the eldest daughter who married far away to the Gulf of Diece.

At the beginning of the new year, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas went to visit their daughter in Desey Bay, and the daughter proposed to let the two old people settle in the south, where the environment and the climate were very helpful for their health. What finally made the Thomas couple determined was that their daughter was pregnant. The elderly are always full of anticipation for the birth of their grandchildren, and they always want to see and hug them with their own eyes, so that the regret of leaving the city where they have lived for decades is also diluted by the joy.

"Of course, you don't have to worry about moving," Mr. Thomas, who had gray hair, took a sip of tea, and had already thought about the corresponding things, and could even take out the contract that Douglas had come to rent from the drawer on the spot, "This house will not be transferred, hehe, when the grandchildren grow up, they will still get a better education from Beckland." The contract between us was only for half a year at the time, and now, I want to make it a long-term contract. ”

A property in Beckland is wasted and has to be rented out. Douglas was appreciated by Mr. Thomas, who had been a soldier, for half a month in the hospital because of his "righteousness and bravery", and the two families lived in harmony and there was no conflict in the months since they lived in the house. What's more, Antonia is here today, and as a colleague, Douglas will also be promoted in the church, and there is nothing to fault with in this part of decency.

Although Mother Earth God has little influence in Beckland, it is also the church of the righteous God, and the clergy is still a relatively high-end profession recognized by this society.

Naturally, Douglas had no opinion on this. The whole rent was financially stressful for him, but he was able to afford his previous savings and rising wages. Besides, he still has the potion recipes of "audience" and "psychiatrist" in his hand, although he can't exchange it from the church for a successful medal, but it is very easy to go to the underground market to exchange it for gold pounds.

The details of the contract will need to be discussed by a lawyer, but the matter has been decided, and the Thomas couple will be able to pack up their things and prepare to leave, of course, before a banquet that is in line with Rune's social etiquette.

Douglas, who didn't like to participate in this kind of banquet very much, is now looking forward to being in the crowd and talking about the most vulgar stock investment and parental shortcomings. Listening to the nagging arrangements of the Thomas, listening to the subtle hissing of the gas lamp burning, and listening to the small crumbling sound of the teacup and the tray touching, he felt a sense of security as if he was in a different world.

It may not be home, but it already has the taste of home and an atmosphere that allows him to relax.

Well...... Douglas glanced sideways at his good colleague Antonia. If he didn't sit next to a Bloodliner, then he could pretend to forget about the things of the extraordinary world.

Antonia noticed his gaze and didn't know where to learn to wink at him, I don't know what I wanted to say, anyway, Douglas frowned.

Taking advantage of the fact that the attention of others was not here, he leaned a little towards Antonia's side, raised the teacup to block his mouth and whispered, "Can you blood clan drink tea to taste?" ”

His voice was close to whispering, but it wasn't difficult for the Bloods with keen senses to catch.

"We just prefer blood food, not a loss of taste." Antonia also replied quietly, "I came here to tell you that I have time to go to my house this weekend to celebrate your becoming a full member...... It looks like you're not available. ”

"Next weekend." Douglas sincerely assures.

The Bloodclan nodded casually, and shoved him with a cold hand to give him something cold. As soon as Douglas touched the familiar shape, he knew that it was a pendulum, exactly the same as the one he had received the first time, which made him suspect that the church's pendulums were all wholesaled from unknown formats.

"Rest well, tomorrow you need time to go to church, Schultz has a new assignment for you."