On Sunday, in a cafe in West Borough Belloto Street, Angel, who had disguised herself to look like an inconspicuous young woman, found a seat by the window, ordered a cup of Southville coffee and a portion of Cream Small Ring Cake, tasted it slowly, and seemed to plan to spend a lazy afternoon here.
Of course, her eyes flicker from time to time when no one is paying attention. The nearby glass, mirrors and even inconspicuous puddles have become the eyes of this "Unaging" Demoness, observing everything around her.
These "cameras" focused on a high-end restaurant diagonally across the street. A carriage with Flower Ring Combination Crest just passed by its door. A middle-aged man got out of the car and entered the restaurant surrounded by two bodyguards.
That is Viscount Stratford who has mastered certain secrets of the royal family.
Today, Angel and Klein will carry out operations in two locations at the same time. One person is responsible for Stratford, who has been targeted for a long time, and the other is responsible for MI9, the deputy director, Qonas Kilgor, who was invited to the Meige Manor to participate in hunting activities in the suburbs.
Both of them were involved in the clues that George III created "Great Smog", although Angel already knew that the real intention of this King was to board "Black Emperor" and become Fifth Epoch The first God, but Chunas has mastered the method of entering those ruins, and Viscount Stratford is likely to have evidence that George III violated the contract. They are all targets that need to be solved before Hvin Rambis's death is exposed.
Become a god...
Thinking of this, Angel's hand holding the cream cake stopped in the air.
Even though she went to Mr. Fool's country early this morning, discussed with Klein what to do next, and confirmed their thoughts, she was still a little confused at this time.
She didn't know the role Evernight Goddess, or even the seven God, played in this matter, as well as their true purpose.
Judging from the response of "Servant of Concealment" Arianna, the church should be opposed to the occurrence of "Great Smog" and to George III breaking the contract and trying to become a god, but just like As Katarina said, the attitude of the church and believers does not necessarily represent the attitude of God. The church is opposed to George III, but Goddess may have acquiesced in this incident.
But if Goddess really acquiesced, then why did he help me and save Klein in "Great Smog"?
Thinking of "Mother of the Sky" who appeared next to him when he was about to die, Angel's firm thoughts were somewhat shaken.
Could it be that, due to the attitudes of other God, He himself was unable to personally lower Divine Revelation to stop George III, but he hoped that the church and His favored ones could do this?
That's why Arianna actively participated in her and Klein's actions, and even agreed to provide assistance today with a "secret" ability so that the actions of both parties can go smoothly?
Angel looked up to the northwest direction blocked by the building. That was the location Meige Manor bought by Klein. The guests he invited were holding a hunting event.
According to the plan, soon Qonas Kilgor will become Marionette of Klein under the "secretness" of Arianna, and reveal all the information in his mind. At the same time, Viscount Stratford will also be attacked and disappear from under the nose of MI9.
Thinking of this, Angel's eyes flickered, reflecting the scene in the private room of the high-end restaurant opposite.
"Shermane, after so many days, I still can't prove my attitude?"
In the private room with two bodyguards guarding the door, Viscount Stratford, who was wearing a white wig and meticulously dressed clothes, had a look of confusion on his face. He looked at the woman across the table who was wearing a conservative dress and a Obsidian Necklace hanging on her chest, with a sad and determined expression.
"Sorry, Stratford, I have discovered that it is impossible between us... You are a viscount, and I am just a commoner. Many people are trying to persuade me not to have illusions, and I have already recognized the reality..."
Shermane, who had her long brown hair tied back and her fair neck exposed between her hair and collar, tilted her head slightly and moved away her eyes full of tears. Stratford was stunned by her sad and fragile look that made people want to hold her in her arms for care. She murmured:
"Commoner... no, I already have a plan. When the current tense situation in Backlund passes, I can find a businessman or a branch of the noble family with a not so good family background to make you an adopted daughter, and then..."
He rambled on about his plan, and doubts kept rising in his mind. He couldn't figure out why Shermane, who was tired of being with him not long ago, suddenly changed his attitude and said he wanted to break up with him?
Although he knew that the other party had an intention to approach him and was what Emperor Roselle called a "sugar-coated cannonball," he was dating Shermane with the intention of eating the sugar-coated stuff. He was at least 30% sincere!
After more than two months of interaction, he could be sure that the spy Miss also had certain feelings for him, and they were definitely no less affectionate than him.
Seeing that the almost-cooked duck was about to fly away, he ignored the noble restraint and walked around the table in a few steps. He came to Shermane who bowed his head and said nothing. He half-knelt down, held her soft hand and said sincerely:
"Shermane, believe me, I am dating you with the intention of entering Holy Matrimony with you. For this reason, I am willing to overcome all obstacles, whether it is identity or the perspective of outsiders... If you don't believe me, touch my heart!"
As he spoke, he pressed Shermane's hand on his heart, trying to transmit his body temperature and heartbeat to the other party.
At this moment, he felt like he was the love saint in a literary masterpiece.
Outside the private room, two MI9 bodyguards listened to the love words coming from the room, looked at each other, and saw smiles in each other's eyes.
Unexpectedly, that young woman, who was not from a good background and did not meet the standards of aristocratic spouse selection, was fascinated by Palace Guard Captain, a noble nobleman who was a viscount, and even made a promise to "get married across all obstacles."
Of course, the bodyguard who has seen too many dirty things among the nobles can predict that when Viscount Stratford really gets started and "eats" this innocent girl, he will probably forget about his current commitment and abandon her with an irresponsible attitude.
But what does this have to do with the ruthless bodyguards?
At this time, at the end of the corridor inside the restaurant, a girl wearing Knight Practice Uniform and a cloak came over. She was short in stature, and her cloak almost dragged on the ground, but she exuded a sense of majesty that was hard to look at.
Both bodyguards knew this person and knew that she was one of the bodyguards on duty. Although she did not belong to MI9, she was still a peripheral member and was very active in the task, so they just nodded to her and did not stop her from approaching.
"The target has been in for a long time and hasn't come out. What's going on now?"
Xio Derecha came to the door, raised his head and asked the bodyguards.
"The woman named Shermane is breaking up, and Viscount Your Excellency is trying to save her."
One of the bodyguards replied briefly, with a smile on his lips and a very casual posture.
Breaking up... Xiu knew that Shermane had his own purpose in approaching Viscount Stratford, so he kept swinging between his mission and his attitude towards his friends. He was very entangled, but he didn't expect that this Demoness would actually leave on his own initiative?
Will there be any problems... She kept thinking in her mind and chatted perfunctorily with the bodyguards. She was about to return along the original route and continue to hide in the dark to protect and monitor the target. However, she suddenly heard a subtle sound from the room, like a wine glass breaking on the ground, and she stopped immediately.
"If something is wrong, go in and have a look!"
She held her breath and listened for a few more seconds, then raised her head suddenly and said to the two bodyguards who were unaware. Then without waiting for the other party to react, she kicked open the locked door, exposing the scene inside to the three of them.
The sumptuous food on the table remained untouched, the windows and the small door serving the food on the other side were locked, and most of the chairs were placed in good order. Only one high-backed chair fell to the side, and there was a small pool of blood on the ground.
Apart from this, no one was seen in the room, Shermane and Stratford were missing!
The two bodyguards finally recovered from their casual attitude. One quickly entered the room and searched every corner. The other looked at the doors and windows and found that they were locked from the inside. He took out a small test tube and carefully collected the blood that had not yet dried on the ground.
They didn't expect that just on the street where MI9's headquarters is located, under their own protection, Viscount Stratford, who was talking about love a second ago, would just disappear into the airtight room!
"Go to the headquarters, they have a way to find the target based on blood!"
The two quickly left the private room with the collected blood, leaving Xio standing there like an outsider, looking around with a frown.
As "Arbiter" Pathway's "Interrogator", she had a vague feeling that there was some kind of Beyonder Ability at work in this private room not long ago, which was probably the power that took Shermane and Stratford away.
Or, Shermane took Stratford away?
An idea appeared in her mind that she was not willing to believe, but was probably close to the truth. She looked at the bodyguards hurriedly leaving outside the window and made a decision in her heart.
East Borough In a dilapidated small building near the suburbs.
A full-length mirror placed diagonally on the wall of the living room suddenly became dark and illusory, with water-like patterns appearing on the surface, as if leading to an unknown world.
After a while, a gray passage seemed to connect inside the mirror, and three figures gradually emerged.
The next second, the outlines of two women and one man were outlined in the living room. The shorter one was Shermane, who looked a little tired. She pushed the taller man next to her to the ground, made him roll on the floor a few times, and leaned against the sofa.
The latter seemed to have just woken up. His body trembled, and just as he was about to get up from the ground, countless spider threads appeared around him and bound him tightly, making his limbs quickly feel numb. He was unable to break free and fell to the ground again.
At this time, the figure of the last woman was completely clear. She was wearing a black skirt and standing in the center of the living room with bare feet, looking at Viscount Stratford with cold eyes.
"Trissy... It is indeed you. When William Sykes died, I felt something was wrong, so I asked MI9 to strengthen my defense. When Shermane approached me, I also wondered whether she could be you..."
Stratford said bitterly, his white wig tilted to one side, revealing messy short black hair with a high hairline. His eyes briefly stayed on Shermane, but he couldn't help but be attracted by Trissy, who had bare feet and white calves close at hand.
"So it's good that you admit that your previous emotions were all fake, so that our little Demoness won't be sad for what happens next..."
Trissy chuckled lightly, stepped out, and was about to continue saying something. Suddenly Spirituality became alert and suddenly stepped back, pulling the gloomy-looking Shermane back. At the same time, a handful of dark flames shot out, pointing directly at Viscount Stratford, who was lying on his back.
The latter's hands hidden under his body had been freed from the shackles of the spider silk at some point. He held a black cufflink in his left hand and a bronze-green cross ornament in his right hand. It had spikes of different lengths protruding from different positions as if it was deliberately used to torture the wearer.
At this time, one of the spikes had pierced Stratford's finger, and gurgling blood flowed out, was absorbed by the spikes, and seeped into the cross.
The mottled copper-green traces on the surface of this strange jewelry instantly peeled off and disintegrated, revealing an entity made of dazzling gold underneath. The pure Pure Light light it emitted instantly burned out the spider silk in the room, swallowing up the Black Flame thrown by Trissy, and caught up with the two Demoness who were avoiding it, as if to completely "Purification" them.
"Darkness envelopes this place, and the light is temporarily extinguished."
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Stratford, which made him involuntarily startled, and he looked back as if he was attracted.
But before he had time to see clearly the figure outlined by the curtained window, the Radiant Cross in his hand dimmed as if it had run out of fuel. Although it still emitted a trace of golden light, it was only half a meter away from Stratford, feeling depressed and desperate.