From West Grant to South Xinze, the Black Snake needs to continue to devour cities.
How could an evil creature of this level suddenly appear? There must be a process of birth... just like "Bressworm"!
And the spider monster Atla did mention "snakes".
More and more evidence is supporting her suspicion, and now she only needs the final push to nail down this inference!
"According to him, Warren Ford is a doctor."
Speaking of this, Casimir was also a little puzzled.
Because Warren Ford, as described by Karl, is a very normal person and he can't find any fault with him.
"It seems he invented an anesthetic that can assist surgery."
"anaesthetization?"
"Yes." Casimir nodded his chin.
"As a result, many people came to him at that time."
"Oh, yes - there was a woman in a blue dress who left a deep impression on Xiaomila."
"It was also a few days after she found Warren Ford that the doctor had an accident."
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Chapter 68 Trigger
"Tell me more about this woman in the blue dress," Hitzfeld said softly.
The first thing that came to her mind was the Gray Mist Temple.
In the temple, she communicated with a big book whose name she didn't know. The book took her back to the cause of the disaster that the Laceres continent encountered many years ago, and finally confirmed that it was caused by a woman in a blue skirt who tampered with the arrangement of the pages of the Book of Roar.
It's not that she had only seen this woman in a blue dress. But in terms of connection and deep impression, Hitzfeld could only think of this person.
"What's so special about her? She's just pretty..." Casimir's voice sounded a little nonchalant. "For someone as rigid as Xiaomila to have this kind of feeling, she must be very pretty... And the reason why he was so impressed was not only because she was pretty, he also noticed that the woman had lived in Warren Ford's house for three days."
A Flint Knight from the Temple with the potential to become a gold rank, he has nothing to do but pay attention to these things?
Hitzfeld was stunned.
"He accepted the garrison mission? Was he providing protection to Wallenford?"
"That's right... But in the end, Warren Ford is just an ordinary person in their eyes, a doctor with some connections and half a businessman. They only protect him to the extent of sending people to watch the house, and no one knows what happened in the past three days."
"Didn't you just mention... he said something happened to him a few days after that woman found Wallenford? What happened?"
"He became seriously ill and died soon after. Of course, I guess he didn't die, otherwise it would be hard to explain the asylum in Nanxinze."
“You still call this okay?”
"But all this happened after the woman left... After she left, Wallenford also went out on his own for a few days. During this time, he met a lot of people. If you really want to suspect someone, there are at least twenty suspects."
"Well……"
"So I was just making fun of him for paying attention to this." Casimir raised his eyebrows and looked at her, not quite understanding why she cared so much about the woman in the blue dress.
"I'm sure he said more than just that, right?" Hitzfeld sighed, temporarily putting aside this concern, "I want to know what happened to Allwater before it was destroyed."
Although these will definitely be included in the information that Xia Yibing will send later, it is good to know it earlier.
"You should have come to me about this earlier." Casimir narrowed his eyes. "I know something... although it's definitely not as good as Xiao Mi La, but maybe I can give you some inspiration."
"Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly."
"Out of control." Casimir thought for a moment and uttered a description of his own making, "The state before the destruction of Orvot is what I call out of control."
"The source of the loss of control came from the Northern Diocese. I don't know what they wanted to do at the time, and Xiaomila was hesitant and refused to say, but they found a way to control the entire Orvoth - controlled those government officials, and then used them to mine the cryolite mines on a large scale, wanting to turn the entire city into a holy place of ice art carved from cryolite. In the process, the entire city also paid a huge price... All the savings and taxes were used to repair these things."
"The cryolite mine seems to be very valuable." Hitzfeld mentioned.
"That's right, but they didn't sell much. Most of it was used to build houses." Casimir shrugged.
"Move a stool and sit down." Hitzfeld pointed to the side, "Don't stand like this, it's not necessary."
She just found out.
She was neither an official nor Casimir's superior, so she made the other party feel as if he was giving a report to her, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"I don't care about that~"
Having said that, Casimir happily took a stool and sat down, continuing to describe to her everything he knew.
"The above is what I originally knew... After all, I am not from there, and I would not record such useless knowledge if I had nothing to do. But Xiaomila helped me fill in the gaps - he described to me in detail how he felt at the time."
Hitzfeld saw the man clear his throat and deliberately spoke in a voice that was obviously different from his own and more rough: "I feel like everyone in this city is possessed by a demon."
"I don't know why... because I was still in the Knight Academy at that time and didn't have access to many secrets, but I could clearly feel that the people in the entire city, from officials to vendors to grassroots civilians... they were all moved by the future described by His Excellency the Bishop."
"You could even say they were bewildered!" His tone became more serious. "Then they became like a rope twisted together... and began to work wholeheartedly towards this goal!"
This is imitating Carl...
"I don't see what's wrong with this?" Hitzfeld frowned slightly.
"Indeed." Casimir returned to his normal voice, "But if the stingy shop owner responds to the donation and gives away most of his savings..."
"Then this is indeed abnormal." Hitzfeld nodded immediately.
"That's all." Casimir spread his hands, indicating that he had finished. "That useless guy Xiaomila, why didn't he get promoted to a higher position sooner? What happened next was the well-known 'Ice Crystal Mine Disaster' that shocked the whole of Sara... Within a day, the mine collapsed, and endless rubble and dust buried most of Orvot. The crustal vibration also caused the eruption of three nearby volcanoes. In the next few weeks, the area was completely covered in smoke and ash. The rescue team had to wrap themselves up to breathe."
"So Xiaomila doesn't like to drink any drinks with added ingredients." He curled his lips, "I guess he had enough at that time."
"You don't have any grudge against him, do you?" Hitzfeld's eyelids twitched.
Why does this person like to gloat over other people's misfortunes?
"I just think he's funny." Casimir shrugged. "His penchant for asceticism probably stems from that difficult time. He saw so much suffering that he became awakened... I think it's very interesting to study this. You see - he might not have thought so at first... This proves that the path people take in the future is not determined by the education they received from childhood. It only takes one touch in life - a deep enough touch, and they will quickly decide to change direction."
Very philosophical, but irrelevant to our current work.
Hitzfeld also admired him for still having the mind to think about these things.
Especially since she had just told him about the monster that Anthony Placido had turned into.
He is also addicted to fruit now. Isn't he afraid that he will become like that?
"And why did you decide to take this job, Casimir?"
she asked.
“Is it because of education or touching?”
"Of course it's touching." Casimir narrowed his eyes.
"Since I am sitting here facing you as a transcendent, Aisuen, you should understand this."
"...I'm sorry." Hitzfeld frowned slightly.
The source of power for a spiritual-level transcendent is the nightmare within his heart.
With such a nightmare existing, of course... it can only be touching.
"No, no, you don't need to apologize." Casimir waved his hands vigorously, "I have always felt that those who cannot face their inner nightmares are not suitable for this path. I am not laughing at them for being cowards, but - you understand? Some people are indeed not strong enough."
"Humanity is too weak," he emphasized. "Until now, we have not even been able to recover the lands swallowed by the gray fog. We can only rely on the legacy of our ancestors for passive defense. This is because we, as extraordinary beings, are too weak to confront the evil spirits head-on."
“I want to change all that.”
He lowered his head slightly.
“But the reality is…it’s hard.”
The atmosphere became noticeably darker.
Hitzfeld and Casimir both remained silent for a while.
Hitzfeld began to summarize the information he had gained from the conversation.
That said, the state of things before the Allwater disaster was definitely not normal.
It's not just one person who is abnormal, it's the whole city.
Combined with what Atla said in his memories...
Sure enough, my guess was correct.
After clenching his fist, Hitzfeld felt more confident.
As a result, when she looked up, she saw Casimir squatting beside her, flipping through his sketchbook No.... I don't know how many sketchbooks there are.
Is there not a single agent coming out of the library who knows what politeness is?
Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest, and then she remembered that it was a notebook she used to draw scenery, and there was no human body in it.
"You have good skills~ Aisuen."
Casimir watched and marveled.
"I'll come to you when I run out of money. I think you can support yourself by selling paintings."
"It's just a hobby." Hitzfeld said coldly.
"Remember to put it back after reading it."
"I know, I know……"
Casimir waved his hand, looking very impatient.
Then, as he turned another page of the picture, he saw a real-life drawing that occupied both the left and right sides.
Hitzfeld also saw it. She recognized it as the bar she had glimpsed in the memory fruit. It was there that George Lister, the donor of the fruit, told the three guests the secret history of Allwater in his old appearance.
After she came back, she used the evening time to draw it. She tried to restore all the scenes as much as possible, including the spliced tables, the dark shadows, the old man's face full of vicissitudes, and the bartender behind the bar who was wiping the cups and listening attentively.
She herself thought it was nothing special, just a product to pass the time, but it had a terrible impact on Casimir.
Pfft!
His knees went weak and he fell to the ground, his hands pressing on both sides of the notebook, his head lowered almost into the screen, his breathing rapid, and his pupils contracted violently.
"Casimir?"
Hitzfeld was startled.
Because Casimir soon fell to the ground, holding his chest and head, breathing heavily like a dehydrated fish.
Damn it—
Hitzfeld naturally thought he was addicted to fruit.
She immediately rushed out of the room and kicked the door opposite.
"stand up!"
"Lil Hill!"
Chapter 69 Seeds
"You don't even let me sleep peacefully. Is this how you treat your doctor sister~"
Half an hour later, after a lot of trouble, the red-haired nurse Lu Xier stood by the bed with her arms folded across her chest, staring at Hitzfeld with dissatisfaction.
"I'm sorry." Hitzfeld knew he was in the wrong, but -
"I can only look for you."
"Forget it, forget it~" Lu Xier sighed, looking like "I really can't do anything about you", "The doctor sent me to assist you, so I'll just be a bit hard-working and be your babysitter..."
"If I have the chance, I will do my best to compensate you." Hitzfeld solemnly vowed.
"What if I wanted to—"
