Prafda jumped up and down the wall, but it wasn't pleasant.

It's not that the act of climbing and jumping is inherently difficult, but that the side effects of climbing and jumping are terrible.

Every time I moved my stomach, it was uncomfortable, and my body responded with a situation similar to vomiting, but fortunately, it didn't exceed the limits of Plaphda's tolerance, and as long as she was able to survive this period and didn't wait to get out of the city, she was able to free up time to deal with these foreign bodies.

However, it was a big deal, because she had never tried it before, so it was the first time that Plaphda knew that the so-called 'food' could be so dangerous.

"Whew!"

The churning in her stomach nearly caused Plaphda to vomit, and she quickly increased her control over her organs, pressing back the foreign objects that had almost squeezed from her stomach.

The feeling of not being able to fully control her body was so bad that Praphda even began to feel that time was becoming surprisingly difficult with every minute and every second.

At this critical moment, Praphda noticed a flash of electric light in the lower right corner of her vision.

Unable to find the point of focus when her body was in the air, Praphda stretched out her hands and quickly rotated her upper body, relying on the power generated by the whirlwind to tear her body away from the attack path of the electric light.

But that's not all, after the first electric light, there are multiple electric lights added in succession.

When the second lightning came, Prafda had just landed on the roof, and she was in a stage where she could not exert her power effectively, and if she hesitated a little, she would definitely be hit by the lightning, so she fell backwards the moment she landed, and then fell sharply.

As she was about to land, Praphda turned her body again and adjusted to a position suitable for landing.

Bang bang.

Slow, powerful applause came over her, as if the danger had been nothing more than a pre-agreed performance, and that this unpleasant style had caused Praphda's plan, but there was no change in her expressionless face.

And now is not the time to be touched by this little thing, Praphda mentally calculates whether she should hide before the other person appears in sight, or whether she should spend her time hiding more effectively on guard.

The answer is obvious, instead of hiding with a focus on personal feelings, Praphda chooses to be on guard.

As the applause fell, a deep, hoarse moan rang out like a worn music box, a voice that was more recognizable than the timbre while making it inaudible.

Nicolas Fleme, this is the great alchemist who appeared in the words of the guards, that is, Lucia's nicotine who is always called the wrong name.

"Long time no see, Pravda, how are you doing?"

As if expressing concern for relatives and friends who had not been seen for a long time, a figure shrouded in a black robe walked out of the corner.

"I'm very worried, a well-behaved child like you will run away from home without saying a word, is it really my failure as a parent?"

Prafda didn't respond, not because she didn't want to respond, but because she didn't dare to respond, even a small flaw was enough to kill this guy who was not a human or a ghost.

When was it discovered? When did it enter the city, or after that? Why didn't the trick work, and why did it come so quickly?

There are many questions to solve, but Plaphda does not have time to explore them all, and she must be fully prepared for Nikolai's attack.

Seeing Plafuda's intentions, Nikolai laughed, a laugh worse than his voice, like the cacophony of rusty old windmills as they turned.

"Don't you talk to me, you're really an inconsiderate child. But anyway, I'm not here to talk to you leisurely. ”

Nikolai grabbed the edge of the hood with both hands, pulled it back slightly, revealing the true face that few people had ever seen.

Many people have guessed what the great alchemist who never shows his true face in front of people looks like, because of the mystery and unknown, the diversity of this topic is also very rich, some people guess that it is an old man, some people guess that it is a handsome young man, and some even guess that it is a woman.

As it turned out, these people were all wrong, and they couldn't have been more wrong.

Nikolai grows ...... This is a bit inappropriate, but it is accurate to say that Nikolai has a face that is as recognizable as his voice, which is difficult to describe and easy to describe.

It's hard to describe because you can hardly find the words to describe Nikolai's appearance, and it's easy to describe because Nikolai's appearance can be summed up in just one sentence.

A messy assemblage of mechanical parts.

Nikolai's eyes were only bare metal plates, but his left eye was fitted with a huge glass bead, the glass bead was raised high, looking like an exposed eyeball, the whole face was wrapped with copper wire, and the jaw to the throat was wrapped in a white cloth band round and round, the cloth band was raised high, as if something was installed in it, and as the only place where Nikolai's entire head showed skin, Nikolai's ears were connected with a lot of copper wires, and the copper wires extended upwards, and the street Nikolai's head was covered in metal。

This gesture that will make people reject it from the bottom of their hearts just by seeing it is none other than the most brilliant alchemist of Heberis, Nicolas Freme.

Weird, abnormal, these words are not suitable for Nikolai, and the only words that are suitable for Nikolai are terrible and disgusting.

"Why are you running away, Pravda, because you don't think I'm good enough?"

Nikolai's special voice and this gesture did not have the same sense of disobedience as before, but it was still painful to listen to his voice.

"You can't escape from the palm of my hand, no one knows you better than me as a father, and no one cares about you more than I do as a mother, come back, Plaphda, come back to me, the world of these common people will only make you dirty. ”

Nikolai opened his arms, perhaps trying to make a gesture of hugging, but the chilling gesture only made people retreat.

Prafuda took a deep breath, and there was only one sentence, which must be said clearly.

"Absolutely not. ”

"Yes, it's a pity. ”

Nikolai lowered her hands, but this did not make Plaphda let her guard down at all, but only made her more alert.

As Nikolai said, no one knows Pravda better than Nikolai, and no one knows Nicola better than Prafda.

Nikolai was able to call the world a 'layman' while he was able to enjoy honorable treatment in Heberis with his ability and proper human sophistication, but this is not to say that Nikolai was very reasonable, he was quite stubborn in what he had identified, stubborn to the point of paranoia.

Sighing, Nikolai said in that oozing voice.

"There's no way, then I can only take you away by force. (To be continued.) )