Of course, it was also because of Talignan that he encountered all the bad things that happened later.
"I thought the old man had mistaken me for a student he knew in his early years," Wright continued. "So I ignored the letter... but soon he wrote me a second letter, a third letter, and it never stopped!"
"He wants your help with something," Hitzfeld said. "Archaeology? He wants you to unravel some mechanism?"
"!?"
Looking at her in surprise, Wright nodded slowly: "Yes... That's what happened later... He tried to build a good relationship with me, and then he kept sending me some weird questions and drawings, asking me what I thought about it."
"You helped?"
"Yes, I helped. After all, I didn't expect that there would be so much trouble later. He wrote me 34 letters in total involving issues. I solved some of them. The process was quite interesting."
"Did he give you money?"
"What do I need the money for?" Wright laughed. "I have deposited more than 6 Sera in different gold banks using 17 identities. The little money he gave me... Hey!"
"Then you've been working for nothing."
"No, no!" Wright shook his head. "How can this be in vain? The secret behind this matter...finding out this secret and understanding why he came to me to ask questions will make me feel more satisfied than any reward~"
"..." Hitzfeld licked her lips. She thought she probably guessed why he was being hunted by the Undead Party.
The facts were just as she had guessed... Light began to take the initiative, trying his best to help Professor Barn solve the problems in the structure of the mechanism, fully demonstrating his talent in mechanical dynamics in the process, while speeding up the pace of writing letters to ask about his well-being and constantly exploring the purpose of his research.
"Actually, he didn't say anything." Wright shook his head. "The old man is very tight-lipped and can't say anything, but he asked too many questions... I copied every schematic diagram. I guess they may have noticed this hidden danger and planned to move against me."
"Two months ago?"
"Yes, they wanted to kill me, but they obviously didn't know what I was capable of... After I escaped, they took out their anger on my friends."
Wright shrugged. "It's like I really care."
Even if this person is not a madman or a pervert, he is not far from that line.
Hitzfeld frowned slightly.
Fortunately, he still retained his last bit of conscience.
He also knew that he had been staying there, just waiting to persuade Moore-Sally, who "might come to visit", to leave.
Chapter 65 Return
After everything that needed to be said was said, nothing special happened except that Xia Yibing couldn't help but interrupt, causing the resonance to be transmitted to Hitzfeld, which led to her plan being exposed.
Wright temporarily placed them in the guest room on the second floor of the shop, which was next to Moore's room. He assured them that he would find a way to contact their companions as soon as possible.
Inside the room, a gray-haired girl had just finished a shower. She was wearing a dark blue suit with a longer skirt. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with the window slightly opened. She was enjoying the fresh air while thinking about the case.
After all, they had walked around in such a horrible mansion, and even though she had been careful not to get anything disgusting on her, the foul smell was still lingering, and she had to scrub it vigorously with soap to get rid of it.
Besides, she hadn't washed her face for a long time and it was a bit unbearable for her.
Looking at Xia Yibing who was sitting next to her, Hitzfeld curled his lips. This was the outdoor common sense that she had learned from him.
People who often spend time outdoors will not wash their faces if they can avoid it.
There is no reason, just to protect the skin.
There are no skin creams, body lotions, or things like that here... Living in the wild, if you really care about cleanliness and wash your face every day, your skin will be seriously damaged... At this time, you have to use the oils naturally secreted by the human body and leave them to provide protection.
"Russell is right." Xia Yibing whispered beside him, "We should just buy the tickets."
The train ticket to Tarignan is different from Sarah's.
Sarah's ticket is based on the time. No matter where you want to go, you should arrive at the station and get on the train according to the train number shown on the ticket within the specified time. Trains after the time limit will not be accepted.
The ticket for Tarignan is for the train itself. For example, there are two trains from Berwyn to Kerger. As long as you buy the ticket, they can leave today if there is a train today. If they really don't want to leave, they can wait for the next train, and they can get on the next train.
As long as the time limit is met - no more than one month from the time of ticket purchase, they can ride any of these trains, and they have much greater freedom.
This topic is awkward because the woman is really just trying to find something to talk about.
She had previously plotted against Hitzfeld by pressing her close to herself, inducing the chest vibrations produced when she spoke to be transmitted to herself, and using this behavior to gain pleasure... but she was discovered after she couldn't help but interrupt.
The force is mutual. If the vibration can be transmitted over there, it can naturally be transmitted over here. At first, Hitzfeld didn't understand why she kept hugging her close to his chest. After being shocked twice, he immediately realized it and was not very willing to pay attention to her.
This was a huge loss. Xia Yibing hated herself for not being able to hold it back. She had no choice but to sit stiffly with the girl on the bed, thinking bitterly about how to make amends.
"I wonder if we really need to go to Kerg." Hitzfeld said suddenly.
"Huh?" Xia Yibing was stunned for a moment, then she realized that she felt there was a huge danger behind this case.
It is obvious that Professor Barn has been controlled by the Necromancer.
Under normal circumstances, the Undead Party is indeed not interested in him, but don't forget that they have been digging ancient tombs for several years... In the process, they will inevitably encounter various tomb mechanisms, and a large part of the key to solving the mechanism puzzle lies in whether they can guess the identity of the tomb owner.
The Necromancers didn't have the ability to do this, so they had to find professionals. Professor Barn might be powerless against most of the tomb mechanisms, but he happened to meet Wright Sully at that banquet and learned that it was he who improved and invented the automatic shoe repair machine.
So he began to test the waters... He wrote to him with a try-it mentality, hoping to complete the task assigned by the Necromancer with the help of this man.
In this way, all the clues were connected. Wright's efforts during this period may have secretly helped them open the Dragon God's Tomb, and then they felt that Wright was no longer useful. In order to prevent the matter from being exposed, they chose to kill him to silence him.
However, they never expected that this playboy would actually be the descendant of the Time Dragon, and their initial raid was directly thwarted.
At this point, the woman suddenly recalled the fight between the Sally brothers and the enemy after they came out of the secret passage.
Old man Moore easily dealt with more than a hundred people, but at that time they did not use their abilities, but instead forced themselves to escape through hand-to-hand combat.
This is probably to conceal their identities... They are all shrewd people.
But to be honest, in her opinion, there is not much difference between concealing one's identity and not concealing one's identity.
The Undead Party in Berwen County and even the entire Hot Spring Territory may have been alarmed. This is directly related to the secrets of the Dragon God's Tomb mechanism. They must have been investigating their identities.
It was almost time. The epidemic in Senling City should have spread to Bowen. They could no longer hide their identities and what they had done from the Dead Spirits. If they couldn't leave by train today, it would be more difficult to leave later.
Unless they get help from outside.
She thought of Eugenie.
I don’t know if the Deka family can really be trusted…
"Xia." With a call, a small hand in black silk suddenly came up from the side and gently covered the back of her hand.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then looked up and found that Hitzfeld's face was slightly flushed.
"If you are really restraining yourself and enduring... then it is actually... um... unnecessary."
"Uh-huh?"
Xia Yibing didn't react at first, but after savoring it, she couldn't help but raise her voice and stared at the girl with wide eyes.
She...what is she talking about?
Did she really understand what this meant?
Oh...I mean, does she really understand what might happen to her if she said that?
"I understand, I understand." Hitzfeld nodded seriously.
"But after all... I have an obligation."
"There's not much I can do for you...if you really like--"
"Stop talking." Xia Yibing interrupted her unhappily, "...I really want to, but I'm not going to degenerate into a beast for something like this!"
Did I misunderstand her?
Hitzfeld opened his mouth.
Her limited knowledge was not enough for her to understand how women really think.
"Don't let your imagination run wild, okay?"
Thinking she was sad, Xia Yibing came up to her and hugged her gently, rubbing her hair slowly with her nose and lips, carefully sniffing the fragrance.
"You don't understand... how much it means to me to be able to be out here with you."
"I do covet some things, but Aisuen..."
"I can see you."
"I can see you in front of me every day when I wake up and open my eyes."
"As long as I think that this is a reality, that it is happening, that it is continuing... I am very happy."
"That's enough..." She couldn't help but hug the girl tightly.
"That's enough..."
"summer……"
Hitzfeld let out a low cry, then snuggled into the woman's arms and gently closed his blue eye.
She could feel that the beastly nature that was forced to merge with the Nature Orb was receding.
When she regained her senses, her inner world was split into two. On one side was her love for the woman, which was as thick as honey, and on the other side was the cold sea water. She was like a third party, staring at the undercurrent in it, thinking about what to do next.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door at this moment.
Standing up and tidying up his appearance in the mirror, Hitzfeld went to open the door and saw Wright-Sally standing at the door with a large stack of paper rolls in his hand.
"Your friends have been found, and my people are trying to guide them here," he said, and handed her the scroll.
"This is……"
"These are the mechanical drawings I copied."
"I heard from that idiot Moore what happened during this period... the Dragon God's Tomb and the Dragon God's Treasure."
"Very interesting, isn't it?" he grinned.
"I thought you would need this information."
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There is one more chapter during the day.
Chapter 66: Shield Emblem
Hitzfeld was indeed very interested in the information. She temporarily put aside her worries about the Nature Orb, sat down after getting her things back, and began to browse through it carefully in the sunlight coming through the gaps.
The wind from outside blew in through the window, slightly lifting her gray hair. Her face, which had been hidden by her hair and had just been washed, was now fully revealed.
The curtains were originally closed - for fear of being peeped, they only left a small gap for borrowing light - and at this moment, the wind blew the curtains open, briefly, stunningly... casting a ray of light on the girl.
Xia Yibing, who was standing aside, originally wanted to say something, but was stunned by this scene.
Even summer covets her mystery.
Instinctively, these words came to her mind.
"It's so dazzling..." Hitzfeld had no idea how charming she was just now. She raised her hand to block the sunlight and saw the fluttering curtains fall back down.
This is normal. It should have been the draft caused by opening the door just now. Now that the door is closed, there should be no more nasty hot air blowing in.
She found a clothespin to hold the curtain in place, then sat on the windowsill, put one foot on it, and continued to read the documents in the light.
Xia Yibing looked at the foot.
Because she had just bathed, the girl was not wearing socks. Her white and tender instep was like a porcelain sculpture, but it had a delicate texture like fine snow that a sculpture could not have.
As if possessed by a ghost, the woman moved closer and reached out to grab the slender ankle.
Hitzfeld was startled and looked up, only to see Xia Yibing sitting there holding her right foot and putting it in her arms.
At first, her face turned red.
But soon, she curled the corners of her lips, took off her left shoe, and raised it to the woman.
"I'm a little tired after all this traveling and not sleeping for so many days."
"Can you give me a massage?"
So, when Sixus was led to this room in confusion, as soon as she opened the door, she saw this quiet and harmonious scene.
The gray-haired girl leaned sideways, with one button of her white shirt unbuttoned. She casually stretched both feet into the arms of the woman opposite her, letting her dark blue skirt slide down, and letting the other person give her feet a foot massage with a serious face...
"Ah! You guys really know how to enjoy it!" She didn't understand the special meaning of this behavior to the two of them, and she rolled up her sleeves to join in the fun, "Did you learn it from Dreyerman? You must not know that I taught her massage techniques. Let me show you again..."
She couldn't speak anymore.
