Woo——
With the roar of the whistle, a steam train entered the Backlund train station.
Under the thick haze, passengers of different heights and different clothes walked out of the carriages. It is already dark at this time, and it is not safe to drive late at night, so this is the last train of the day. After that, the station will enter more than 10 hours of rest time to welcome the busy morning of the next day.
A tall and thin staff member held a red pennant and directed the passengers who were walking slowly in the dim lights and yellow fog to the exit. This boring work soon made him yawn, and he looked forward to the off-duty moment after the steam train unloaded passengers and cargo and left the platform.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and out of the mist walked out a woman who was incompatible with the dirty environment around the platform. She was wearing a Intis style dress, with a fluffy shawl covering the exposed parts of her upper body. She looked about 20 years old, her loosely rolled hair was covered by a light-colored cap, and her perfect facial features made her face somewhat unreal.
He couldn't help but greeted him, and with a hint of flattery and a hint of flattery, he asked in a low voice:
"Beautiful lady, may I help you?"
A smile appeared on the dignified and holy face of the lady in the long skirt, and she handed the small suitcase she was carrying to the staff:
"If you want to help, just carry it."
With this staff member who volunteered to carry her luggage, the lady walked forward in the haze. As the night fell, the thicker fog did not block her sight at all.
"I haven't been back to Backlund for a while. Is the smog here always so serious?"
She asked seemingly unintentionally.
"It's getting worse after December, ma'am," the staff member carried the suitcase and followed in small steps. He was surprised at the woman's physical strength and replied, "But don't worry, I saw in the newspaper that a new bill will be passed next year to limit factory emissions and promote the use of Smokeless Coal. The smog will soon be reduced."
He showed off the knowledge he had picked up from a colleague at lunch.
"Really? That's such a pity..."
"Wha, what?"
Hearing the lady's strange response, he looked forward curiously.
At this time, the two of them had walked out of the platform and came to the street. The beautiful lady took the suitcase from the staff, leaned close to his ear, and whispered in a soft and pleasant voice:
"I mean, after helping such a beautiful lady carry her luggage, shouldn't you find a corner, choose a way to die that suits your status, and keep this memory in your heart forever?"
After that, she carried the box and walked towards a four-wheeled carriage with an exquisite and luxurious appearance and the emblem of the Baron Landon family.
The enthusiastic staff member bent down and saluted after a brief moment of astonishment and returned to the train station.
His pace gradually quickened, and he rushed towards the platform with a somewhat rapid breathing.
In two minutes, the last train will leave. Now that we are back on the platform, we still have time to commit suicide by lying on the track.
This was a way of death that suited his identity and the lady's requirements.
"It is said that 'Lady Despair' is not a murderous person. As long as I don't reveal my true identity, she has no reason to hurt me."
Angel took a sip of coffee and said slowly.
"And I am fully prepared. I have a pre-ordered Mystical Item that will be available in a few days. Mr. Fool has promised to give corresponding blessings. Plus my own Anti-Divination, it is enough to cope with this meeting."
Sherlock in front of her still had doubts on his face. After a while, he left the living room and walked around on the second floor. After a few minutes, he returned to Angel, holding a dark gold brooch in the shape of a Sun bird in his hand.
"You wear it. This Sun Brooch has various Beyonder Ability against Wraith and undead. More importantly, when wearing it, the user will be immune to most fears. Even if you have used 'Magician Pocket Watch', it can offset most of the side effects. Of course, the brooch itself also has negative effects. I think you already knew it at the Eye of Wisdom party."
As soon as she took Sun Brooch, Angel felt that the surroundings were getting hotter, as if she had entered midsummer and stepped into the desert. Even the air she breathed into her lungs became hot and dry. She tried to inject Spirituality into the brooch. After quickly understanding its capabilities and usage, she put it back on the table. Only then did she feel that the temperature in the living room where the fireplace was burning was so cool and pleasant.
If I were wearing it, I would probably be sweating profusely when I saw "Lady Despair". I would appear more guilty and frightened, and be more likely to be found to have problems... But its ability can indeed restrain some enemies, not "Demoness", but Ince Zangwill who has jumped to "Sleepless" Pathway.
Of course, even if you bring this Mystical Item, it is too bold to talk about "restraining" Sequence 4's Demigod, which can only increase the cost of escape...
And...
"You gave me such a valuable Mystical Item. If I died, wouldn't it be "Lady Despair" cheaper?"
She smiled and joked, trying to lighten the mood in the room.
"This is not funny at all," Sherlock pursed his lips, his face becoming more serious, "By the way, if you leave Master Key behind, it can only open some locks that do not contain Spirituality, but it may make you get lost when escaping, or even turn around and bump into the enemy."
Angel did not object and obediently handed over the brass key sealed in the bullet box by Wall of Spirituality.
This key helped her track Desire Apostle, but it might also lead her straight to "Lady Despair", so it was really not suitable to keep with her.
"Finally, there is some good news." After exchanging Mystical Item, Sherlock's face finally looked better. "I learned about my teacher from East Borough's informant. He may be in Backlund and may be able to help us, but I heard that he is wanted by the military."
"Wanted by the military? Isn't it also because of the Demoness Sect's cooperation with the royal family?"
Angel guessed that the other party was talking about Mr. Azik, who had seen two people being affected by "0-08". This mysterious teacher probably had the strength of High Sequence.
"Maybe, but it doesn't rule out that someone is trying to interfere with him and force him away from Backlund to prevent him from affecting these people's plans. This actually shows that the people behind the scenes are afraid of his ability."
Sherlock was analyzing, his eyes a little wandering, as if he was recalling the teacher's past.
"I will try to contact him, maybe it will be helpful to you."
This guy... used all the methods at his disposal, except for following me into battle... But taking him to see "Lady Despair" might make the situation even worse...
Angel raised the coffee cup to hide his expression, drank the coffee in one gulp, and stopped Sherlock from continuing to pour the coffee.
"Then let's do it. I'll go back to sleep tonight and continue to make some preparations, so that the people sent by Prince Edessak to monitor you will not think that you are not doing your job every day."
she quipped.
"... Isn't he the same..." Sherlock whispered, standing up quickly under Angel's scrutinizing gaze, "What I mean is that you can move directly to my place. There are quite a lot of empty rooms here. Of course, that will be after I solve Prince's case."
"There are a lot of empty rooms, but are you sure you can use them?"
Angel sneered, picked up Sun Brooch on the table, and shuddered at the sudden burning sensation.
Hearing her almost default answer, Sherlock sent Angel out the door with a smile, then slowly closed the door, looked at the living room that had become deserted again, and sighed.
He slowly came to the study, found a document bag, took out all the pages inside, and spread it out on the table.
That was an unfinished investigation report on the death of Talim.
He planned to stay up late today to complete it and finish the Prince Edessak commission tomorrow.
"Shared renting... is indeed a way to save money, and it is also more convenient and safer..."
Late at night, Angel, who returned to No. Red Rose Street 47, stood in front of the door, looking up at the house she had lived in for three months with a smile on her lips.
"In the room, I don't have to keep wearing the ring to disguise him, he can also show his true face..."
Thinking about all this, Angel made up her mind to go to her landlord, Mrs. Wallis, early tomorrow morning to discuss vacating the lease.
"You can't be like the rude Feysac people in her eyes, disappearing without canceling the lease."
She took out her keys and was about to Door Opening go home when Angel suddenly felt a burning sensation in her chest. The feeling was not strong, but it made her heart sink to the bottom.
That was a warning from the occult stand-in who intercepted the curse directed at her, and in Backlund, there was only one person who could impose a curse on her - "Demoness of Pleasure" Sevillea.
This only means one possibility:
"Lady Despair" is back to Backlund.
Wow, thank you to the leader of Dan Gou for the reward!