Endless Debt.

Chapter 537 From a Fairy Tale
The first ray of dawn rose from the end of the horizon, penetrated the dense trees, crossed the endless wilderness, fell on the rumbling train, and shone on Burogo's face through the narrow gap in the curtains .

Bursts of warmth caressed Bologo's cheeks, causing him to wake up from his deep sleep. He slowly opened his eyes. Bologo froze for a few seconds, then blinked vigorously, kneading his face with both hands, as if To rub off the solid ice that has solidified on it.

Bologo sat up and slept all night, his whole body was so stiff, he got up from his seat, stood where he was and moved his body briefly.

Others were still fast asleep, or perhaps awake, but unwilling to come out.

After the incident last night, Bologo asked Dewar to go to sleep in his room, and Bologo was in charge of the night watch... In fact, there is nothing to watch the night. With Lebius, with his powerful ether perception, few people can Approaching here silently.

Even so, Bologo stayed stubbornly and sat here all night, meditating.

According to Uriel, for this operation, the Field Service Department dispatched several action teams, and the Crow's Nest cooperated to spread a lot of fraudulent information.

Obviously, last night's attack was a success in fraudulent intelligence. It is not clear how the Zong Song Orchestra knew the movements of the Bureau of Order. At least before arriving in Freeport, Burlogo and his party should not encounter any other incidents.

Really?
As soon as Burlogo closed his eyes, he thought of the bloody broken window.

After inspecting the entire train, Burlogo found nothing unusual, and even the smell of decay that he had smelled before had disappeared.

There are no demons, no hostile desublimers, no abnormal information, but Burrog just can't let go.

The battle broke out concentratedly at the rear of the car, and even the demons died in this area, but in a few cars farther away, it was suspected that a battle broke out.

A demon who left the team?
There is a certain possibility that the demon is completely dominated by hunger, and it is difficult to obey orders when it is seldom sane. In order to satisfy the hunger, it is not impossible to attack the unconscious passengers.

Then...someone killed the demon.

The other party must be very familiar with the existence of demons and the difference between them and ordinary people. After the battle, he even dealt with the scene specially.

Boluogo inspected repeatedly, but found nothing. Could it be that the other party's rank is higher than his own?In this case, it is impossible for Lebius not to notice, so there is only one possibility left.

The opponent is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who has the ability to hunt demons.

Others may sound surprised, but Bologo thinks it's nothing. Before he became a Sublimator, Bologo had the ability to hunt demons.

No... The opponent may be better than Boluoge. Boluoge has an immortal body, so he can give it a go without any scruples, but the opponent is only a mortal body. The possibility of death.

It takes extraordinary courage.

"Good morning, Bologo."

Amyu opened the door and greeted Bologo. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat down beside him.

Because of being able to dream, Aimiao likes to sleep very much. For a rational machine, a chaotic dream is a novel experience that he has never had before, and he will not feel bored no matter how many times he tries it.

After waking up for a while, Amyu asked, "Didn't sleep well? I said you should let that Dewar sleep on the chair..."

"Nothing," Burrog shook his head, "just thinking about something."

Bologo's eyes shuttled between the compartments. On this train, besides Burlogo and the others, there was also an ordinary person with the ability to hunt demons. Because the other party was an ordinary person, Bologo suddenly Unable to find the other party.

Forget it.

Boluogo whispered in his heart, now his first task is to search for the tenth group and regain the original thing, and he cannot share his energy on these unknown events.

Opening the curtains, bright light came into the eyes, dispelling the haze in the carriage, and Burlogo would spend a long time on the train.

……

"So who are you?"

In the early morning, in the restaurant compartment, the girl's mouth was stuffed with food, and her voice was indistinct.

"Don't talk while eating."

Irwin whispered, unwilling to break the silence of the restaurant. As soon as he finished speaking, Irwin's expression twitched. He picked up a tissue and sneezed loudly.

The girl sat opposite, laughing endlessly.

Irving frowned, as soon as he saw the girl, he felt an endless sense of absurdity in his heart.

I just experienced a life-and-death fight with demons last night. In front of her, Irving brutally killed three demons. The reaction of a normal person should be screaming, but she just vomited... This is so simple It's a physical reaction, psychologically this guy has nothing wrong with it.

No, there is no problem at all, only big problems.

The girl's psychological quality is so strong that it is abnormal. Thinking of the crucial rescues of the girl in the fight, Irving felt a little dazed. What kind of thing did he encounter? Are all young people like this now?

Is the ability to accept new things so strong?And the mentality is still so good?
After encountering the Desublimator, the girl covered her coat and fell asleep calmly. The girl's sleep quality was very good, and she woke up in a daze at dawn.

As for Erwin...

Irwin woke up from the cold several times in the middle of the night, and tried to get the coat back several times, but he had to think about it, and now Irving suspected that he had a cold.

Sure enough, I am still old. I remember when I was young, I swam in the sea all night, and I was still alive and well when I climbed ashore.

"It's not really what I think it is?"

The girl swallowed the food and rubbed her hands excitedly, "Retired killer?"

"Then those people are your enemies? Revenge drama?"

"Shut up," Irwin shared his portion of the food with the girl in order to silence the girl, "we'll go our separate ways after my meal."

Irving likes to be alone, no matter when he is. He has lived alone for a long time. Even if he meets any interesting people on the journey, Irving will take the initiative to leave after a period of time.

Irwin doesn't like parting, so he will leave before he feels hard to let go.

"Parting?" The girl shook her head vigorously, "No, no, you have also seen the cooperation between us, it is a perfect partner."

"I can help you, we have killed the enemy together, we are teammates on the same front now, right?"

Irwin looked at the girl blankly, his meaning was clear.

"You...you don't want to kill me, do you?"

The girl pretended to be panicked, her eyes wandering around.This can't fool Irving.

"Then what should I do? What if a killer comes to kill me? I was linked with you, I... I have saved your life!"

The girl faltered and hawed, and finally had no choice, she confessed.

"Okay, okay, I just ran away from home because I had a conflict with my family."

"Where are you going?"

"Freeport."

"Why did you go there?"

"Because my sister is there," the girl was full of energy when she mentioned her sister. "My sister treats me very well, better than everyone else. I want to live with my sister."

Irwin understood that the girl did not lie this time, her eyes were filled with truth.

"What's your name."

Irwin felt that he had asked this question many times, but each time the girl would try to avoid it in various ways.

"I won't tell you," the girl said, "my family has told me that I can't tell strangers my name."

Irving's expression twisted briefly, and he coughed hard.

This bastard only helped him kill the three demons last night. In the girl's words, they were comrades-in-arms on the same front and partners on the next journey, but she pretended to be a good boy and said that she could not tell the names of strangers.

Irwin just wanted to get rid of the girl as soon as possible, "After seeing your sister, we will say goodbye."

The girl said unexpectedly, "Ah... I thought you would abandon me when you arrived in Freeport."

"Freeport is not a good place. You may be sold to the Kogadel Empire the next day as soon as you get off the train."

Irving knew Freeport very well. He spent a lot of time there when he was young, and he was sold a few times. Those experiences were terrible.

To make matters worse, those cattle and sheep were all worth more than Irwin, which once made Irwin doubt his own value.

The girl was stunned for a few seconds, and couldn't help but said, "Irving, you are really a good person."

"I just uphold the noble and work hard for it..."

In the middle of speaking, Irwin's eyes changed, "How do you know my name?"

"Huh? Isn't this your note?"

The girl lifted Irving's note from her arms, and opened the first page, which was Irving's signature.

Irving Fleischer.

Seeing his precious notes in the girl's hands, Irving immediately became angry. The girl undoubtedly touched Irving's bottom line, but before the anger was released, the girl said something that Irving had never thought of.

"So... are you a poet?"

The girl looked at Irwin seriously. She didn't notice that her behavior aroused Irwin's anger. She was just curious, like a deer poking its head into a human tent in the wild.

"poet?"

For a moment, Irwin's anger disappeared, and he took a long breath, affirming.

"Yes, I am a poet."

"Um……"

The girl nodded while flipping through the notes, pointing to one of the pages, "So it's me, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Irving became uncomfortable, let alone angry, and now he was a little ashamed. It contained the image he fantasized about the girl, as for the actual situation of the girl.

Irving knew nothing about the girl, not even her name.

"If you feel this violates your privacy, I can tear up this page."

In fact, there is no privacy at all, it is more of Irwin's fantasy. He imagines the image of everyone, and understands their real side, feeling the gap between fantasy and reality.

"No, I think it's pretty good."

The girl read Irwin's fantasy self, with a light voice, as if she was telling an old story.

"On the dark platform, she is so bright, like the only color in a black and white movie... I can't understand this girl, she is so weird, like a deer out of a fairy tale, you can only see her in the dense forest The figure that shuttles back and forth, but can never catch up with her..."

The girl closed the note and returned it to Irving.

The wine-red pupils stared at Irwin, and her voice was as clear as if there was only one voice left in the world.

"Do you know Cinderella?"

"It's a well-known fairy tale, how could I not know about it."

"I love that fairy tale... Cinderella!"

Irwin remembered this name, it was the Cinderella who was favored by fate in the fairy tale.

The girl smiled brightly.

"You can call me Cinderella."

(End of this chapter)