"Generally speaking, it's the most appropriate path for people who give me similar feelings, but it's possible that some people will have sudden ideas... Anyway, if you change your mind, you can go to the capital and take a look."
Leaving the noisy Governor's Palace and walking on the main street, the captain and others were still very excited.
Around 9 o'clock, there will no longer be so many lights on in Port Inian. This has nothing to do with lamp oil. You have to know that they are close to the sea of blood. Although the sea of blood smells bad, it can almost extract unlimited fat, which is an excellent material for making lamp oil or candles.
The main reason is that too much light will attract blood beasts, and humans have basically no defense against blood beasts. If you want to kill anything that can get over the city wall, you must rely on the city defense team composed of blood killers.
But tonight was different - the pressure brought by the "Purple Aurora" was too great, and the other party was naturally afraid of fire, so Inian Port was forced to do the opposite, waking up people from house to house, and trying to light up every light in every house.
Jebby and other sailors couldn't understand it, they thought it was a suicidal act. But Hitzfeld thought Agor was smart, he was going to win by numbers.
The gathered flames not only scare off the "Purple Aurora" and make it leave, but also put hunters attracted by the light into a dilemma because the light is too bright and there are too many prey.
But there are disadvantages after all...
It's like a dark forest. Torches can scare away monsters that are afraid of the light, but they may also attract things that are not afraid of the light, or even more terrifying than the ones that retreated.
So in essence, this behavior is gambling with your life.
It would be too dangerous to rush back to the ship, so the captain simply booked a room in a nearby hotel and invited Hitzfeld and the other two to stay there.
Hitzfeld had long been dissatisfied with this cumbersome dress, so he took off all his clothes as soon as he entered the room, changed back into the black robe he bought on the first day, tied a dark brown corset around his waist, and twisted his body with satisfaction.
Most people hate corsets and feel uncomfortable with them. But Hitzfeld has a perfect body proportion. Even though he has grown a little recently, he hasn't gained much fat around his waist. Instead, he feels more comfortable with the corset.
Otherwise the dress would seem empty, and the fabric would rub against her body when she walked, just like someone gently caressing her skin, and she couldn't stand that feeling.
Insomnia was no longer a problem, and she should have washed up and gone to bed. But Hitzfeld knew that the play tonight was not over yet, so she sat in front of the mirror, combing her hair, braiding part of the side hair into a small braid, and waiting for someone to come find her.
"Knock knock knock" As expected, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
In fact, the door opened before she opened her mouth. Xia Yibing was in a hurry to talk to her and didn't care about etiquette at all.
Madeline followed behind. She really had nowhere to go, and she didn't dare sleep alone after the shock she had just experienced.
"Madeline, please go outside for a while." But Xia Yibing didn't intend to bring her in for the discussion.
After all, it is a rather private matter...her relationship with this subordinate is not that close.
Madeline's face turned pale. The woman was afraid that she would be sad, so she comforted her and said, "Don't worry... I don't dislike you. Come in and sleep with me later."
After sending the person out and closing the door, Xia Yibing turned around and caught a glimpse of the girl's slightly sarcastic smile.
I was stunned at first, and then naturally thought of the "hotel promise".
I slapped my forehead - how could I forget such an important thing?
Madeleine Bakinsa, you are really a nuisance... Is it too late for me to silence you now?
"Is your hand feeling better?" Xia Yibing went up to her with a shameless face and without saying a word, she picked up the girl's right arm and gently stroked it.
"Much better." Hitzfeld felt a stinging pain, but said nothing. "There's something wrong with the feng shui of this place... The recovery speed of fractures is at least 10 times faster than over there."
"Is it about the medicine?"
"No... I think it has something to do with the mystery."
To some extent, the mysterious factor is also a kind of energy. The mystery of this ghost place is far more active than outside. Maybe her body spontaneously absorbed a lot of it during the recovery process.
"Aisun." After a brief chat, Xia Yibing couldn't wait to get to the point: "Shall we go?"
"That's up to you." Hitzfeld looked her straight in the eye and said, "I respect your opinion here."
"Then I'll go!" Xia Yibing pursed her lips, "Forget about the lack of opportunity... Now the opportunity is so good... And that 'Improl', isn't this just the right opportunity to investigate the Holy Stone Tablet?"
Neither of them explained, but both knew what they were talking about.
That was Xia Yibing's background.
"Charuni said that my parents were high-ranking officials in the Eclipse!" Xia Yibing said, "I have thought of many possibilities... If they were high-ranking officials, why did they run to Aisha Continent and were so poorly identified... Now it is obvious that they are desperate. They are double traitors! They also betrayed the Eclipse Church!"
This is what I’m most worried about.
Hitzfeld frowned inwardly.
Xia's life experience is a mess, and the best outcome is to let it rot there, so that all her enemies in theory will die, and she will continue to work for Sarah out of justice and morality - this is the best outcome for everyone.
If there was even the slightest change, she would have to think deeply about “Are they innocent? Are they misunderstood?” No matter how things were handled afterwards, she would never be able to face the work at hand with ease.
Because if it was a misunderstanding, then it would be completely wrong to deal with them...
The justice factor here is not that high. As an eyewitness to the tragedy, how could it be possible for her not to think too much and feel resentful?
Hitzfeld couldn't do it herself, so she didn't expect Xia to do it.
She knew how painful this feeling was... When justice and righteousness conflict, the denial of self and the torture of the soul are no less than pouring poison into the garden of the heart, so she decided to handle this matter with caution and take good care of Xia's emotions, lest she be stimulated beyond the limit and fall from being a powerful transcendent and corrupted.
She has a criminal record...
Hitzfeld takes it very seriously.
So naturally, it was not surprising that she would do the following - walk over and gently hug the woman, trying her best to comfort her with her body temperature and body movements.
It was a bit difficult because Xia Yibing was indeed taller than her. The height difference between them was more than 20 centimeters. They had to stand on tiptoe when kissing. It was basically impossible for her to touch a woman's head, so she could only stroke her back through the hard cloth.
"I'm fine..." Feeling the sincerity conveyed by the gentle gesture, Xia Yibing quickly calmed down.
"I got a little excited... It doesn't matter, I know what I'm doing."
She secretly told herself that some things were already in the past - just like what she had said to the girl in Wayne Port before, compared to what she had lost, she cared more about what she had now and in the future.
Isn’t that the person in my arms?
There won't be anything better... She regarded this as fate's greatest gift to her and no longer dared to hope for more.
Her huge reaction to the information about her background was mostly due to her obsession. This obsession had accumulated for too long, so it was normal for her to be unable to control it.
"I've thought about this possibility." She hugged Hitzfeld in her arms, dragged her to sit on the bed, and began to tell her her true feelings. "I thought that they were traitors to Eclipse, and they were actually misunderstood by Sarah."
"I thought... if it was a misunderstanding, then maybe we shouldn't deal with them, but I soon realized that this was nonsense... because no matter what they planned to do later, they had killed people before. According to ordinary people, they are villains..."
Hitzfeld didn't say anything either. She knew that all she had to do now was listen.
Xia Yibing said a lot of things and was really relaxed emotionally. Her face gradually regained its rosy color and she looked completely normal.
"But I really didn't expect that they would be involved in another secret." She sighed, "Gravekeepers... So the Imaar family is a family of gravekeepers. Our backgrounds are similar, right?"
Is this something to joke about?
Hitzfeld hit her, but the woman grabbed his wrist with a laugh.
Fortunately, that was the extent of it. Xia Yibing's smile faded, and as he let her go, he spoke: "I think this is what they are planning."
"I think so too." Hitzfeld was still leaning in her arms, his head resting on the woman's chest, his eyes looking at the thick curtains.
Tomb of the Nine Knights.
This is what the Eclipse Church in Aisha Continent is planning now.
"So it's settled." Xia Yibing held her and rocked her, "No matter what... we'll be together."
Hitzfeld grinned.
She thought Xia Yibing was so cute. This was something that didn't even need to be said, but she was so anxious and worried, repeatedly confirming... Excluding the factors of body shape and age, she was just a little girl.
"You look down on me, don't you?"
But the perceptive woman noticed it at the speed of light, and the atmosphere began to become dangerous.
Fortunately, Madeline was there as a second light bulb, so Xia Yibing didn't dare to go too far. She just pinched the girl's black silk feet and tickled them twice, forcing her to collapse and beg for mercy.
"call……"
After finishing, she leaned on the pillow and looked at the curtains, and suddenly asked, "Will the old man go with us?"
She said Luca.
"Maybe."
Hitzfeld sat in front of the mirror with his back to her, and used both hands to lift his hair and fix it.
The fight just now made her hair messy. If she didn't deal with it, Madeline would come in and think of something wrong.
"Then can we take a floating fortress?" Xia Yibing's eyes lit up. "Isn't he a very powerful blood mage? He should be able to build a floating fortress, right?"
"If Blood and Bone Technology's floating fortress really exists, would you like to live there?"
"Forget it..."
Xia Yibing thought about it and pursed her lips into a wavy line.
It can’t really be a giant squirming tumor…
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Xia Yibing stared at the girl in a daze.
There was no time to braid her hair, so Hitzfeld simply tied it into a ponytail, straightened his waist, and put his hands behind his head to tie his hair.
Xia Yibing felt that she was extremely charming at this moment.
Whether it's the swing of the braids or the arc of the waist when straightening, it's like a painting, so intoxicating.
"In the drawer...the letter Luca gave me."
Hitzfeld woke her up.
"Take it out and let's see it."
"See what's written inside."
Getting down from the bed and walking over to take out the letter, Xia Yibing first noticed a seal on the back of the letter.
The ring was blood red from the outline to the content. Inside the ring was a vague human silhouette, and behind the silhouette was a small ring that emitted radial rays, with several rays of light extending outward from the feet of the human silhouette.
Strange seal.
What does it mean?
After counting, there were less than nine light and shadows. Xia Yibing ruled out some speculations and began to open the letter.
"This is... um... it looks like a map."
Hitzfeld heard her muttering in the background.
"map?"
This was almost the information she wanted most right now. The girl immediately turned around to take a look, and sure enough, she saw that what Xia Yibing unfolded in her hand was a hand-drawn map.
The terrain is…incomprehensible, including the sea surface. A lot of places are hidden in the gray fog. From the game perspective, many places are still shrouded in the "fog of war".
But this is precious enough. You know, there are no maps in those books. This gift is of great friendship.
But what exactly does Luca mean?
Continuing to concentrate, they all saw a winding road extending from Inian Port - the lower left corner marked on the map.
Following its path to the upper right corner, they saw another mark.
Oujin City.
brackets.
The capital of the Kingdom of God.
Chapter 104 Blood Contract
"Didn't this city disappear?" Xia Yibing was the first to express doubt.
Although, right? Aisha Continent itself was in a "missing" state, and almost all of its territory was submerged in gray fog, but according to the information they had read on the Pierre before, the disappearance of Oujin City had been confirmed from a very long time ago.
It actually disappeared before Aishazhou disappeared, so this is very strange.
"No, look at the map carefully." Hitzfeld frowned slightly, reminding her to look at it carefully again.
Xia Yibing concentrated and looked carefully at the map from top to bottom and left to right, and quickly found something wrong.
The hand-painted patterns and styles of Oujin City are different from those of other towns. No matter whether other cities have castle peaks or not, or how many castle peaks they have, they always have an open bottom, which means they are rooted in the ground.
But Wang Chengou Jincheng is different. Not only is this thing sealed at the bottom, but if you look closely you can find that there are deliberately sharp protrusions carved on the base of the seal.
This immediately reminded people of the legends of the floating city. Xia Yibing slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, so Oujin City is also a floating city? It disappeared from Elsa a few years ago because it flew away, right?"
This is the only reasonable explanation.
"Great." The woman tossed the map to Hitzfeld and took two steps back to sit on the bed. "So what does he want to do?"
