It is such a beautiful body and intelligence, but she is suppressing something to the utmost.
She felt that this sense of separation and contrast, as well as the transcendent maturity reflected in his age, was the most fascinating and intoxicating thing about Hitzfeld.
On the contrary, this kind of silly, somewhat bored, and even 'indifferent' daze is not suitable for her. Xia Yibing couldn't help but wonder... if she had done something to make her angry.
"I'm fine."
Hitzfeld was slightly awakened by the woman approaching him from behind and touching his forehead, and then returned to the calm appearance in her memory, "I just can't get over something... It's not your fault."
That's good.
Xia Yibing felt relieved.
The book says - you should listen to girls' words in reverse, especially when you suspect you have done something wrong and ask her, but she answers like 'it has nothing to do with you', you must sound the alarm - this is usually a precursor to a powder keg exploding.
However, Xia Yibing had great confidence in Hitzfeld. She knew her too well and knew that if she said no, it really meant no.
"Whose responsibility is that?" But she would not give up and insisted on getting to the bottom of it. "Do I have the honor to know?"
Hitzfeld glared at her, feeling that her strange habits were all his fault.
You really are such a lazy person...You use your unique talent for languages in these two lifetimes for these things.
She was determined not to teach Xia Yibing the Earth language, lest she innovate on the original language and embarrass her in her native language one day.
But then again, the information that Alvin revealed could be told to her.
"Blood and Bone Mage Society? There was such a thing two epochs ago?"
As expected, Xia Yibing was also surprised.
If Alwin hadn't said it, she might not have believed it... The concept is to turn everything into flesh and blood. This thing sounds even more evil than evil... There are such bad seeds among the local gods two eras ago?
At the same time, she also understood why Hitzfeld was in a daze. The girl probably couldn't figure out the reason behind it.
"There's nothing to think about." She suddenly reached out and pinched Hitzfeld's nose.
"Just like the mother tree, Namiya... is a world."
"Don't think too highly of this thing. I mean, if - if this thing doesn't have intelligence, that is to say, it may only have a little bit of consciousness, the kind of instinctive consciousness... then it is no different from a wild beast, right?"
"In order to survive, wild animals need to eat and reproduce. This process can be very bloody, and their shapes and appearances can become extremely strange in the process... But you don't think these things are 'cruel', do you?"
"It's the same principle. The beast itself certainly doesn't think so. If the 'world' has consciousness, it certainly doesn't think its actions are bloody."
“It just wants to survive.”
“The process and means are not important.”
After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand and tilted her head slightly, looking forward to the girl's subsequent reaction.
Hitzfeld stared at her in a daze.
"Sometimes I'm really curious, are you from this world..."
The statement is secondary; the key is the perspective from which you look at things.
What a broad perspective... It is to directly jump out of the human identity and look at the birth and death of a world, its destiny, joys and sorrows from the perspective of the macro universe.
Hitzfeld would not be surprised if these words were spoken by a modern person who had been baptized by natural science, or if they were spoken by a god in Namibia.
It happened to be Xia Yibing.
What to say, does she have a vivid imagination or something else?
"I'm not~" Xia Yibing reached out to pinch her face.
"I come from the 'Aisun-Hitzfell Great Secret Realm'. I'm hungry now and I want the owner of the secret realm to cook for me~"
She even learned how to act like a spoiled child.
Hitzfeld raised his head to avoid her hand, feeling that Director Xia had been spoiled these days.
She looks so charming and mature on the outside, but when she acts coquettishly, it's so natural.
Well, she couldn't bear it.
I can only cook for her.
……
On the way into the kitchen, I glanced at the living room and, as expected, no one was there.
I saw it when I came out to boil water in the morning. Everyone else ran away faster than the other, leaving only Lu Xier lying on the sofa and snoring.
I guess I should feel embarrassed - the piles of garbage are gone too.
They also left her a note apologizing for disturbing her the night before and saying they would visit again tonight, but this time without the wine.
Hitzfeld agreed very much and started to boil water while humming a tune.
Xia Yibing was in a hurry to eat, and there was no time for complicated dishes, so she planned to cook her some vegetable porridge, and some meat and eggs to get by.
These ingredients did not require much preparation. She had nothing to do while boiling water, and when she saw a few gift boxes placed in the corner of the stove, she suddenly became curious about what was inside.
Without saying anything, start unpacking.
The gift Ethan gave her was a holster that could be unbuttoned to change the combination, and could be carried under the armpit or tied around the leg.
It's quite old-fashioned, which fits the impression Ethan gives.
Darent's gift was a bit more inhumane. He gave her a book called "The Encyclopedia of Cuisine". Hitzfeld could easily guess that he wanted her to learn more dishes and cook them for him.
Torres’ gift... was actually money, but not just any money. Inside the box was a leather bag containing a bunch of yellow and white coins. The surface of the coins was very dirty and covered with black spots. They were probably antiques dug out from somewhere.
Cybert's gift was a dagger, a palm long. Hitzfeld remembered the holster from before and took it for comparison, and found that there was a slot specifically reserved for the knife.
Li Ang gave her an exquisite pocket watch.
In Baliu's box was a rattan bracelet and a note saying that it was woven from "bitterleaf vine" and that this bracelet would bring good luck to the wearer.
Hitzfeld happily put the bracelet directly on his left hand and then opened the next package.
This thing is...
A pair of shoes?
It looks a bit like those high-heeled sandals that you tie around your ankles, but the middle is actually hollow. If someone wants to wear this pair of shoes, they can only stand by relying on the forefoot and heel for support.
This thing is actually a mechanical structure, with a gear set dragging the brush underneath.
The top of the brush was facing upward, and after studying it for a while, Hitzfeld understood how it worked.
"You are indeed worthy of me, Dreyerman..."
The tone was a bit gnashing of teeth.
Interesting?
She didn't think anyone would be interested in this kind of thing, did she?
Chapter 29 Professional Arrangements
Xia Yibing was shocked when she saw this. Hitzfeld looked back and made sure that the woman had not sneaked in. He quickly put the strange shoes back into the box like a thief, then opened the cabinet door and hid them inside.
As soon as she finished, the woman rubbed her eyes and went into the kitchen. She hadn't realized what she had missed yet, and she sniffed in confusion: "I smell the aroma of meat strips... Well, I think I can eat something spicy this morning."
Then she saw the boxes piled up on the stove table and perked up: "Oh? Are these what they sent yesterday?"
Since I am Hitzfeld's partner, I am also half his master and should enjoy some rights.
So she came over to check the gifts and commented on what each person had given.
"Alfred... Old Crow actually gave you a razor? He must be crazy. What girl needs something like that?"
"The things Connie gave me are the most practical. This is actually a battlefield medical kit. It's light, small and easy to carry. This is a truly useful gift."
"Hey, didn't Lu Xier bring any presents?"
After checking and finding that one copy was missing, Xia Yibing looked up at the girl.
Hitzfeld's face turned slightly red, and he suppressed his nervousness and said, "It's probably mixed in with this."
Xia Yibing narrowed her eyes immediately - she was a professional after all, and most importantly, Hitzfeld was not good at lying about such small matters.
Considering that it was Lu Xier, a well-known pervert in the bureau... Xia Yibing could guess what the other party would give her, even if she couldn't guess it. So she probably understood why Hitzfeld deliberately concealed it.
It doesn't matter.
She looked at the water that was about to boil, then at the girl who was pretending to be calm while preparing food for her, but whose blush had spread to her ears, and she curled the corners of her mouth unconsciously.
I've gotten enough, and I don't think Lu Xier understands my taste.
After breakfast, Xia Yibing said that she had to go out again during the day.
"A few small cases," she said. "They shouldn't be a big deal... They're just ordinary nightmare attacks. Compared to the past, they're much less common. I just need to supervise them until they find the things. It's not my responsibility whether they capture them alive or kill them."
"The Tree People want living specimens?" Hitzfeld stood at the door and helped her tie her tie. "Come back early in the evening. I want to buy you some clothes."
The two of them lived together, and Xia Yibing knew exactly how many clothes she had. If I remembered correctly, a suitcase could be filled with just a few pieces.
"No matter how many clothes you buy for me, I can only wear those." Xia Yibing shook her head.
There is no other way, it is my job. The Shadow Lion leader cannot spend too much time on dressing up every day, as it will give others a frivolous feeling.
You know, since she was promoted to director, she has been wearing trousers most of the time, and she doesn't even wear stockings often.
"It's you on the contrary." She pinched the girl's shoulders and gave her a gentle massage. "We're leaving soon, don't you plan to buy something nice?"
Hitzfeld didn't use "dislike" as an excuse this time. She rolled her eyes at the charming woman and said something that made her face change: "You're not thinking about making me wear a swimsuit, are you?"
After all, we are about to go out to sea, so swimsuits, diving suits, etc. are essential.
"If only you could come back earlier." Hitzfeld didn't care about her reaction. He tied her tie and pulled it hard, forcing the woman to lower her head and look at her: "It's not that I can't wear it for you to see."
"Then I'll try." Xia Yibing winked at her and smiled, "I'm motivated now that you say that."
"I have another question."
She looked up and tried to leave, but Hitzfeld pulled her back by her tie: "With so many of us gathered together...would the enemy not know who has infiltrated?"
If it weren't for the Tenize incident, she wouldn't be so worried, but look at it - the guy who looks like a blood mage has been sneaking in quietly for half a year. How can she be at ease?
"The party is held in the name of celebrating your recovery." Xia Yibing lowered her voice, "Not everyone knows the mysterious Lord... Most merchants and small nobles just think that you are closed because you are sick, including Tenize. Although he is qualified to know, but... You know he is not the kind of person who would take the initiative to care about these things."
"Don't underestimate us." She pulled closer and kissed the girl's tense face, "... Trust the professionals."
Hitzfeld felt the professionalism of the Security Bureau before noon.
"Hello! Miss Hitzfeld!"
A dashing female police officer dressed in standard black uniform, with a belt, holster and peaked cap stood at attention and saluted her.
"According to your request, we will help you handle and take over the relocation of the office."
Hitzfeld took the document she handed over and found that it was a "House Deed Transfer".
The general content is that she, Aisuen Hitzfeld, plans to give up the property at 221 Iris Street and exchange it for a two-story building in the downtown area of Blackwood City.
The properties in Wayne are more expensive, so the replacement properties also have storefronts and can provide a considerable rent every week for ordinary people.
The only problem was, she hadn't asked anyone to do so.
Look at the signature again.
ho-
Is the alphabetical order messed up?
Pierye... I've never heard of such a surname. The closest surname in Hei Mu should be 'Pierre' or 'Pierre', so this should be a cover... a play on words.
Looking around, Hitzfeld knew why the other party asked her to come downstairs to discuss this matter.
He took the pen from the other party and quickly signed the name "Elsu Hilfitz" at the end of the document. Hitzfeld handed the document back and asked, "Did others arrange it this way?"
"I don't know the arrangements of the cult, but several agents will be sent out to carry out their missions separately." said the policewoman.
"These will become semi-public secrets. We will not disclose them proactively, but as long as someone is willing to investigate, they will be able to find out where they are."
"It seems I don't have to worry about this aspect."
Hitzfeld smiled and reached out his hand.
"What do you call it?"
"Madeleine." The policewoman shook her hand. "Madeleine Bakinsa."
