In a small café in the upper-class promenade near the Intramus, Prafda and Sophie sat facing each other, both of them silent, making the atmosphere look a little heavy.

"I'll spare you this time, if you dare to do this to me next time, I'll let you know how flexible the alchemist's fingers are!"

Sophie threatened angrily, and Pravda pretended to be pensive, but in fact she was just dodging the fire from the front. In this case, if you continue to fight against Sophie, it will definitely not end well, Sophie will definitely mess around, but she is reluctant to admit her mistakes, so she adopts evasive tactics, how do you say that escape?

And.......

- The fingers are already clear. Such words were not meant to be spoken in public, so Prafda swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

Sophie's complaints didn't last long, and the two gradually got to the point.

"What the hell is that man?"

Definitely not a normal person, that's for sure. Not only physically, but also psychologically, revealing a morbid weirdness.

In the end, nothing came out of the strange man's mouth, and the only clue was the unclear clue of the man's mouth, 'your master'.

But.......

"The man was talking about Lucia. ”

Because Sophie was so convinced, Plaphda couldn't help but look back at her.

Being able to be called a 'master', and more importantly, being involved in something strange that clearly doesn't look like a human being, combined with the above two points, not only Sophie but even Plaphda thinks that the man is talking about Lucia, but it is more surprising if it is not Luxia.

Although it may be a bit rude for Lucia to say this, as a girl, that eldest lady can really always be associated with some strange things.

"Really...... What is it this time?"

Ever since Pravda met Lucia, all the big things she encountered were beyond common sense, and the 'big' aspect was still steadily escalating, and Praphda began to wonder if there would be a war with the gods if it continued like this.

Even Lucia shouldn't be so exaggerated, and although Einstein always looked eager to try this kind of thing, Praphda really hoped that it wouldn't happen.

"Anyway, what we have to figure out now is what the god in that strange man's mouth is. ”

Judging from the man's words and deeds and that strange physical ability, that so-called god is definitely not a serious thing, at least not the gods that the Holy See has been preaching all along, and what he insists on saying is more like an evil god that deceives people's hearts.

With the information that the two of them currently have, they can only analyze it here, and there is only one way to continue, that is, to capture the strange man just now, and then interrogate him. Of course, Sophie would still prefer to communicate with that guy in a rational way if she could, but from the previous 'communication', it seems that such an idea is difficult to achieve.

"It seems that the only thing to do is to fight....... ”

Sophie let out a long sigh.

"I'm a logistics department, and I'm not good at fighting....... ”

I had said something similar to that strange man before, and it wasn't a pretense, it was a fact. Sophie is an alchemist, but she is also an alchemist, and there is a big difference between the magician who drives the magic to fight, unless you fill the bag with potions and throw it out to smash people, otherwise there is really no way to fight on the premise of the profession of alchemist.

- I didn't intend for you to fight. If she said that, it would be troublesome, so Prafda changed the subject.

"Didn't I ask you and Einstein to prepare my armament before?

After Prafda changed into this body, all the weapons and equipment that were originally contained in the body were gone, or the original mechanical structure was gone, so she could only replenish her combat power in other ways. The most suitable way is to use the permanent mechanism found in the ruins of Macentonia as a power source, and then equip it with an external armament, so that the versatility and firepower are guaranteed.

"That's it. ”

Sophie paused, as if organizing the language.

"Originally, it was already developed, but Instein said that my design was too naïve, so he recycled it and reworked it. ”

How to say it, this passage is really in line with the personalities of these two people, but it is not very accurate to say that the appearance of Sophie's design is childish, it should be said that the appearance of Sophie's design always has a feeling of impracticality, although this statement is a bit general and vague, but it is the most vivid.

"Looks like we'll have to go back to Osorn first. ”

Magic that is too conspicuous in the city will only cause trouble, and Prafda doesn't want to provoke the city guards, so she can only hope for new weapons.

I just hope that while Prafuda and Sophie go back to Dreadshan to get their equipment, the strange man won't cause more trouble.

The two of them who had made a plan were about to leave the café, but at this moment, a man in a black coat walked into the store, the man's facial features and pale skin looked gloomy, he belonged to the type that didn't look like a good person, and after a glance, he walked towards the location of the two.

Sophie noticed the man in the black coat, who didn't look hostile, so she turned her attention to Praflda. Sure enough, just as she thought, Prafuda knew the man.

"Mr. Bat. ”

The bat walked over to the table, bowed slightly to the two of them, and sat down.

"You're making a lot of noise, the monster crashed into the walls of the clinic and ran out of the city. ”

It's a bit of a stretch, but Sophie quickly understands what the bat is talking about.

"You see?"

That's a bit incorrect, so Sophie put it another way.

"You're spying on that guy. ”

The bat nodded.

"I've been watching for a long time, probably since he came to the royal capital. ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the waiter approaching, and the bat closed his mouth, took the menu handed by the waiter, ordered a cup of coffee at random, and waited until the waiter left before continuing.

"As I think you've guessed, there's something wrong with that guy, and he's not alone. ”

There was a similar speculation, and Prafda took over.

He ...... How many of them are there?"

The bat didn't intend to hide it either, and told Praphda bluntly.

"Ten people. ”

There are nine other such monsters, and the mere thought of them gives Prafda a headache.

The bat smiled wryly, he understood Plaphda's feelings, as he had done when he first heard about it.

"I'll wait until I see Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

ps: The chapter name is normal because I am afraid of being scolded for posting cards.