"Prophecy... Time Dragon has the ability to predict. Otherwise, where do you think that prophecy came from?"
Hitzfeld shook his head silently. This information was better than nothing and was not very useful overall.
She felt that Moore had been alone in the attic for too long and had forgotten how to express his needs in a systematic and logical manner.
Fortunately, Russell came to the rescue.
"Mr. Sally has told me that we shall go to Berwynshire at daybreak."
"Berwenshire?"
"Yes, in the southwest, that is the territory of the Hot Spring Territory, the real one. The Undead Party is weaker there, and Copperfield can also take this opportunity to contact his connections."
“Isn’t it just for this consideration?”
"Mr. Sally said he has relatives in Berwyn County." Russell nodded, "Perhaps his relatives will know more."
That's reason enough.
The girl nodded.
She wanted to say something else, but suddenly paused.
"Be careful," Russell continued in a dry tone.
Through the crack in the door, he clearly saw that the window at the back of the room was pushed open.
A huge, insect-like nightmare with sharp limbs squeezed through the iron bars, and several pairs of sparkling little eyes locked onto Hitzfell.
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There will be another chapter later.
Chapter 48: Forest Ridge Epidemic
The unexpected incident happened, but no one panicked.
Moore was born and raised in Talignan, and he knew how chaotic things could be at night.
As for the others, rather than being surprised by what happened... they would rather say that they were lucky to have encountered a nightmare attack at this time.
Before Hitzfeld could raise the white whale, a bright blade gleamed diagonally and cut off the insect nightmare's skull.
"Xia!" Hitzfeld walked through the corridor in surprise and just saw the woman turning over.
"I woke up when you got out of bed." Xia Yibing nodded at her, "Pack your things, something is not right."
It's not normal.
Standing here, without having to concentrate and focus carefully, Hitzfeld could discern panicked screams coming from at least two directions.
There may be changes in Senling City.
Xia Yibing didn't take off too many clothes, just put on long pants and shoes and socks and she was ready to go. Hitzfeld took this opportunity to walk over and look at the nightmare's body, and found that the hideous head and the fat belly hanging outside were turning into pus bit by bit.
"'Jealous Woman.'" A woman's voice came from behind. "The fruit of a jealous person's nightmare... usually appears as a poisonous insect, with a distorted face of its owner printed on its belly."
"Very impressive." The girl said with some envy.
There are too many categories of insect nightmares. She did understand these things from her notes, but she couldn't identify them so accurately and quickly.
"I don't think this skill is worth praising." Xia Yibing stretched out her hand and rubbed her head twice, her brows relaxed: "I also don't think... anyone wants to get the opportunity to consolidate this kind of knowledge."
Her sleep was disturbed, and she was in a bad mood when she woke up. But stroking the girl's fluffy, soft hair gave her a different kind of satisfaction.
If I remember correctly, this gray hair was a bit dry and burnt at first, which fully demonstrated how much the owner lacked nutrition.
But now they have softened so much that they really feel like the soft fur of a small animal.
Xia Yibing couldn't help but touch her twice more, and even grabbed the girl's small pigtail in front and pulled it with a little force.
Hitzfeld was watching the pus evaporating when his thoughts were interrupted by a tug. He began to look at her with his head tilted, his lips pursed rigidly.
"Sorry." Xia Yibing apologized immediately, "It feels so good... The effect of the Nature Orb is good."
Hitzfeld glared at her, put on his boots and went out.
Xia Yibing naturally would not stay alone, so she followed closely, holding her small bag and the Ur rifle tightly.
In the corridor, Hitzfeld heard hurried footsteps coming from behind and began to wonder if he was being too indulgent towards Xia.
She really didn't know how to start and treat a relationship, but she could vaguely sense that if two people wanted to stay together for a long time, one of them would have to give in.
Xia has an overly strong personality, which was developed based on her miserable childhood and work experience. It is difficult and impossible to change it.
She couldn't possibly ask a man who still had to hold the position of director of the Security Bureau to lower his posture and status for the sake of pure love.
And what about herself?
She is actually not as "soft" as she looks.
She knew in her heart that she was a stubborn person. Otherwise, she would not have been able to grow up in an isolated environment in her previous life. She did not tell anyone about her distress, but she knew that she had accumulated dissatisfaction with those people.
She has her pride, and she disdains to let others see her vulnerable side.
Thinking this way, she was also a strong person at heart. When two strong-willed and smart people got together... she felt that she should give in anyway.
In those more critical and important cases, I have performed strongly and prominently enough. I cannot blindly shine too brightly, so I need to appear a little "clumsy" in other aspects - preferably in life.
Hitzfeld thinks so.
She has been carefully maintaining the relationship between herself and women. Sometimes she is willing to play dumb, and when women want to ask for something, she can't help but half-heartedly give in...
But she is indeed a novice.
I have no experience, and I don't know if what I'm doing is wrong. Sometimes I worry that I'm despising myself, and I'm also afraid that the love will gradually deteriorate and become something that is more superficial and relies on desire.
She has sincerely felt the sweetness of completely giving her body and soul to someone, but on the other hand, the anxiety and fear behind the sweetness is more disturbing.
Ever since they confirmed their relationship, she has been plagued by this anxiety, and sometimes she even has illusions... She feels that her thinking reactions have become slow and not as sharp as before the relationship was confirmed.
Just as he was about to reach the entrance of the corridor, Hitzfeld suddenly stopped.
"Aisun?"
Xia Yibing almost bumped into her. She moved closer and stared at the girl's profile: "What's wrong? Are you still angry?"
She couldn't understand what Hitzfeld was struggling with, but she had her own anxieties.
This is the only one she has left to rely on.
She couldn't help but start to reflect on her behavior during this period, and decided to take the initiative to admit her mistakes before the girl got angry.
"I……"
Hitzfeld stuttered.
She didn't know what was wrong with her.
She is not the kind of person who cannot distinguish the important from the unimportant. The current situation is urgent and these things should not be said now.
But she just couldn't help it.
"I... ask you." She was urged by the situation to speak quickly, "If I also want to touch your feet... will you... let me touch them?"
What the hell is this question (what the hell am I talking about)?
The two of them were stunned for a moment at the same time.
Xia Yibing opened her mouth slightly and her face turned a little red.
Hitzfeld's ears turned red and he turned his head away, not daring to look at her.
She didn't want to ask that.
To expand on this question, it should be "Can you respect my efforts and understand my intentions?"
But her thoughts were jumping too fast... In the middle, she thought of deliberately stretching out her feet for the other party to touch, and she said it for some reason!
"Aisun... do you... do you like this?"
Xia Yibing had never seen such a scene before, and she began to stutter when she spoke.
"Well... of course I... well, I mean, if it were you——"
"I am glad to."
She spoke this word by word as if she had made up her mind.
"Yes, I'd love to - as long as it's you, I...I can let you touch my feet!"
Don't say weird things in this swearing tone...
The charming atmosphere was gone, Hitzfeld covered his face with his hands and groaned, wishing he could go back ten seconds and knock himself out for bringing up such a weird topic.
"What are you doing here?"
There was a sound of footsteps coming from below, and half of Sixus's head popped out from the corridor.
"Hurry up and leave - we can't stay in this damn place anymore!"
After looking at each other, the two hurried downstairs.
The third floor was booked so the noise was not obvious, but the situation was completely different starting from the second floor.
Curses, collisions, gunshots, screams...all kinds of noises came roaring in from all directions, like a raging wave sweeping them into another world.
Standing at the window at the top of the stairs and looking down, Hitzfeld saw with his own eyes a group of "people" with white smoke coming out of their bodies. They had stretched out their arms and legs, and a thick layer of flesh had grown between their toes and even from their arms to their waists and abdomens.
They are mutating and going crazy... The few who have not mutated and who are fleeing to the streets in panic will be besieged by them, beaten, torn apart, and have their throats bitten off with their teeth.
"It looks like it's been contaminated by some frost-type evil spirit."
Russell's voice came from behind.
"It might have been Smurf."
"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty!" Moore's voice followed closely.
The Undead Party has been studying the blood power of the Dragon Guard family. If they had betrayed... this result... there would definitely be enough time.
The Kopperfields followed behind them, and Jerry actually took a gun as well - she couldn't always be a burden to the team.
But her condition was not very good.
...It should be said that the situation is very bad, and my mood has reached the lowest point in recent times.
After all, she could see that... Senling City itself had very limited value. Even if someone wanted to get their hands on it, they wouldn't have to do such a vicious and cruel thing.
The city was implicated.
I was implicated by myself and others.
"It seems they don't want to spend time looking for us, so they choose to attack indiscriminately."
Russell's face didn't look good either.
“Change of plans.”
"We have to find a way to break out of here."
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It’s my fault. I forgot that the top floor was going to start renovations in the morning. The noise was so loud that it made my head hurt and I couldn’t utter a word.
They finally took a break at noon and quickly started working to finish it.
By the way, I will probably update three times every other day in the next few days... I have limited energy recently, so I'll leave it this way for now.
Chapter 49: Forest Ridge Epidemic Part 2
"Are you crazy!?"
At the same time, someone was screaming at the top of his lungs in the study of Senling City Lord's Mansion.
He was a tall man with fair skin, but he had a beard that connected to his chin, which made his face, which turned red with blood, look very much like a primate when he was angry.
"You asked me to cooperate, and I did. Now you said that Senling needs to make sacrifices. That's fine!" He shouted while slamming his fist on the table. "But is this how you define sacrifice? You want to destroy this city!"
If Hitzfeld were here, she would immediately recognize the other person's identity. He was the Boss-Lias, the lord of Senling City, whom she defined as a fool.
Bos was probably not a qualified city lord, and he knew it himself. But he didn't think it was his fault, and the root of everything was the Death Party - it was the Death Party that pushed him to power.
He was just an idealistic nobleman at first. He wanted to make Senling better, but due to lack of channels and ability, he could only dream. At this time, the Death Party approached his family, and he naturally agreed to cooperate without hesitation.
