"No problem! I'll warn them not to come up here!"
After forcing the store manager away with violence, Xia Yibing let out a sigh of relief, turned around, and looked carefully at the girl's face that was vaguely visible in the candlelight.
Hitzfeld continued the topic. She explained everything that happened during the solo operation today, from interrogating Bunoriel to prying into the memories of the temple. Finally, she gave her guess: "The Hundred Years of Blood War was a war between the Imael family and the Nine Knights' descendants against the main body. They represent two forces. The Imael family is the agent of the Blood King, the Queen of the Mimics, Zachariah. Their goal is to guard Elsa and resist the invasion of the awakened evil god. The Nine Knights' descendants were deceived and manipulated by the awakened corpses of their ancestors. They and the Church of the Mother of Savior can be regarded as the minions of the evil god. It can be confirmed that the Oujin City at that time cast the 'Star Lighthouse' under their control."
"But the 'Star Lighthouse' was not built successfully in the end. The remains of the Oujin City are exactly the same as what I saw in my dream at that time, which shows that something happened afterwards. I think it should be some kind of seal. Someone stopped this plan and exiled the giant eye."
"The most crucial factor here is that none of them won. The plan of the Nine Knights' descendants failed. Although Imaar snatched the corpse of the evil god, he was forced to flee. I think there is another force hiding and lurking. Combined with the information we have so far, I think it is most likely the Undead Fleet, in other words, the Eclipse Church..."
After talking a lot, Hitzfeld realized that Xia Yibing had been staring at him.
"……what."
She shrugged her shoulders uncomfortably.
"Keep staring at me like that."
"I only cared about other things about you before, but I didn't expect your gray eyelashes would look so good under this light."
Xia Yibing praised from the bottom of her heart.
It’s not her fault for not talking about business, but… there are some emotions that she can’t help.
She herself couldn't understand why she was so horny and thirsty even though she had only been apart from the girl for less than a day. It was like two magnets attracting each other...
"Are you trying to make me angry on purpose?"
Hitzfeld was unhappy.
She had gone to so much trouble to arrange this meeting before dealing with Black Owl. For whom?
It’s you, Xia Yibing.
But this idiot came up and started teasing me after just a few words. Was I too indulgent towards her before?
"Don't worry... I'm always listening."
Xia Yibing knew when to stop, she was just expressing her feelings.
In fact, she had always taken Hitzfeld's information seriously. She had thought about each piece of information at least three times and compared it with what she had learned about Eric.
It was roughly confirmed that she was substituted for Alain Emaar and I was substituted for Eric Emaar.
How strange, is this a coincidence?
There is also the Blood Bone Tree King, which is said to have been transformed from the ancestral land of the Posha family. What is the relationship between this family and the old man?
After thinking for a while, Xia Yibing began to tell Hitzfeld in a slow tone what she had seen, understood, and some trends she had observed, which also caused the latter to think deeply.
"There is something wrong with the Posa family." Hitzfeld said affirmatively.
"But luckily we can check it out."
She's right.
Xia Yibing immediately understood what she meant - because only the Posa family was different. Today, when the Kingdom of God implemented a ban, only this family retained those historical records because of a mechanical rebellion.
They can study those books carefully to find out whether this family has any connection with the ancient head and the Imaar family.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. We are very busy tonight."
Hitzfeld glanced down, then walked over and sat in Xia Yibing's arms as she was staring in astonishment.
This, this, this...what are you trying to do?
So direct...
Throw yourself into your arms?
"What are you thinking?"
Hitzfeld was furious.
"I said - I feel the Black Owl!"
"You are also connected to it, can't you feel it?"
"I'm going to try to 'descend' here. Is there any place safer than by your side? Think about it carefully."
"…I was stupid."
Xia Yibing quickly calmed down, allowing the girl to squeeze in and leaning against her inner side.
"Can I come along?"
she asked suddenly.
Can?
Hitzfeld was a little hesitant. She didn't know if two people could come together.
But you can try.
"If it's okay that I tried, you can come."
After saying this, the girl closed her eyes silently.
Her consciousness sank into a dream. At the same time, inside a submarine in the deep sea, a Borean sea eagle suddenly opened its eyes.
Chapter 145 I'm Sorry for Being Born a Bird
Black Owl's consciousness was immersed in a dream, and at this moment it was easily squeezed to the deepest part, with the girl controlling his body.
Theoretically she could have done this in Wayne, but Namiya didn't have a mature mystical network, and she had always been restrained, so this was the first time Hitzfeld used the full "Advent".
It was a very novel experience. What she saw when she opened her eyes was a little too clear, so much so that she felt a little dizzy at first.
After all, the bodies of birds are different from those of humans. She raised her step out of habit and then remembered that she should be on the horizontal bar. She was hanging upside down in the air with only one foot firmly hooked on the horizontal bar.
It flapped its wings and rolled to the ground in a somewhat awkward manner. It looked around and saw metal railings all around.
That’s right… I am now in the body of a black owl. A black owl is smaller than a human anyway, and this metal railing is actually a cage for it…
There was nothing to see outside the cage, because the space was really small, similar to the employee locker room of a small fast food restaurant, or the changing cubicles in a department store. There were only a few clothes hanging on the opposite wall, and the rest of the walls were bare.
Hitzfeld adjusted to this body for a while, then flapped his wings a few times, wondering if he could actually fly into the sky in this form.
Like many people, she also hopes to be a versatile person. However, judging from her current progress, she has no talent for role-playing.
The eighth attempt to fly onto the horizontal bar failed, and Hitzfeld gave up temporarily. She remembered that her real body was still on the second floor of the venue, and she concentrated carefully, trying to sense both bodies at the same time.
I really felt it.
Her body had originally leaned on Xia Yibing's shoulder due to exhaustion. When she regained consciousness, she just felt it - Xia Yibing deliberately twisted her shoulders, allowing her body to slide softly into her arms.
"..." Hitzfeld paused and waited to see what she would do next.
Fortunately, Xia Yibing was still relatively sensible. She laid the girl's body down flat so that Hitzfeld's head could rest on her thighs, and then she kept staring at her face without doing anything inappropriate.
Well, even if you pass...
Making sure that he could interrupt his descent at any time, that is, awaken his consciousness in his real body, Hitzfeld drew out some of his mental energy, and with some difficulty, controlled his real body to speak: "Connect with my spirit, and try to come with me."
"Huh?" Xia Yibing glared, "Can you still speak?"
"I'm not dead!"
"That was not what I meant……"
"Stop talking so much and hurry up... Haven't you done something similar on Dongquan Island? Just do it according to that feeling! Hurry!"
Unable to resist Hitzfeld's constant urging, Xia Yibing had no choice but to do as he said.
She calmed down, her consciousness sank, and she vaguely found the dissipated soul of the body in her arms.
Before she could do anything, the spirit hooked her like a little snake, and her thoughts instantly crossed the infinite distance and descended into the body of Black Owl.
"Ga!" The Borean Sea Eagle cried out, and the Black Owl's original consciousness was forcibly awakened.
"Shut up!" A distorted human voice came out of its throat. "I'm just borrowing you for a while, go back to sleep!"
The black owl was extremely frightened. It had never encountered such a situation before, so it retreated consciously without any warning.
"Hey... this is... this is the feeling of truly controlling the body..."
There were two voices, the one in front was Hitzfeld, and the one expressing emotion in the back was Xia Yibing.
It is true that there has never been an example of a Borean sea eagle speaking human language, but some people have studied the body structure of this large bird and insist that its brain is large enough compared to its peers, and it is entirely possible to use its throat to imitate the pronunciation of Sara.
So far, they seem to be right.
Hitzfeld was wary of the Black Owl's original will being rebellious, while Xia Yibing became a little excited as if he had obtained a new toy.
She first took a few steps to adjust herself, then flapped her wings and leaped into the air, completing on her first try what Hitzfeld had failed to do eight times before - standing on the horizontal bar of the birdcage again.
"..." Hitzfeld's emotions calmed down as he felt Xia Yibing using Black Owl's body to leap back and forth, as smoothly as if she were a bird.
Really...why?
It was obviously me, I was here first!
Fortunately, they were not here to play. Just as she was about to urge the woman to open the cage, she suddenly heard the sound of a door opening in front of her.
Xia Yibing subconsciously tensed her nerves, looked over there like an eagle, and began to disguise herself with a stiff body.
There was a sound of footsteps, and then a big face rose up from under the birdcage.
Um...it's Cybertron.
"Do you feel better?" Cybert stared at the Borean Sea Eagle in the cage and said, "I'm sorry... I don't think they did it on purpose. It's just that you carry too much hope, and we really need this hope."
She came up and apologized, which made the two people in the bird helpless.
Hitzfeld quickly looked at the bottom of the cage and found some fallen feathers.
Cybert seemed to be under great mental pressure. She obviously treated Black Owl as someone to confide in, and talked non-stop.
"It was Maps who first suggested it. He said, 'There must be a way in Esun. I've seen something. Maybe they can contact us through this bird.'"
"But many people didn't believe it. At first, they just thought it was a joke. But as time went by, we couldn't find a way out after diving down, and everyone realized that we were trapped here."
"People's pressure suddenly increased, and Xiluo... that is, Torres once let slip that there is indeed a way to communicate across space... It is a secret method called 'Blood Spirit Technique'. We have been secretly using this spell to communicate with the White Shadow Palace, but the problem is that since we came to this sealed space, this communication has been cut off."
"He thinks that even the blood spirit technique doesn't work. Even if you have a special relationship with Miss Hitzfeld, you can't rely on this method."
So someone argued with Torres, saying that there was no point in keeping the bird and it would be better to stew it as a snack for everyone. The cage overturned during the scramble, and the feather must have been left behind at that time.
Cybert was not elaborating on what had happened, but Hitzfeld and the other man were very good at extracting the key information from the nonsense. They quickly deduced the cause and effect and felt relieved.
Fortunately, it was just an argument.
The Pierre and most of his companions were fine, but they were suffering from being trapped and their mental state was not very good... This was much better than the expected results.
It also explains why Black Owl was imprisoned here.
It turns out that this is not about closing, but hiding.
"I don't think they really want to eat you." Saibot took down the cage, placed it on a low table and looked at the big bird. "Their resentment is more directed at Shiro and me... They are blaming us... why they didn't ask for help from the White Shadow Palace when they had the chance before."
"Haven't they already prepared themselves for death?" Xia Yibing asked while controlling Black Owl.
"Maybe it's because some people want to die in the process of fighting against evil rather than being trapped and dying in boredom like this."
Cybert answered seriously one second ago, but the next second his body suddenly shook and he bounced away as if he had been electrocuted.
"What are you?" she screamed. "Why can you speak???"
"How bizarre." Xia Yibing sneered, "I thought that after coming to this place, you would no longer be shocked by the fact that animals can talk."
As Cybertron stared in amazement, she opened her beak, grabbed the door of the cage and pulled it up, then jumped out and landed on the table, stretching her wings.
Cybert had already reacted. Without saying a word, she took a coat off the wall, stretched it out, and tiptoed over.
"You and Torres had a fight, didn't you?"
"Eh...how did you know?"
"You just said something that was indirect and slanderous to him 12 times. Based on your usual relationship, I can only make this guess."
"You still know about our past? Wait... who are you?"
Cyberte was no longer frightened but terrified. But after the fright, she suddenly remembered that vague possibility.
...It can't be true, right?
But how could it be...
