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Her movements were so fast that Felisa only had time to turn her body.

If she didn't turn away, she would be stabbed in the heart with a dagger, and she wouldn't be able to last Idel's arrival.

After Miss Hansmore assassinated Felisa, a puff of black smoke rose from her head, and she fell limply to the ground.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

That black smoke was created by the demons, there is no doubt about it.

Ulysses gritted his teeth: "If I am willing to look, maybe I can see through the traces of dark attribute magic on her body."

Because it was Miss Hansmore, he didn't even want to look at it. It was this little negligence that caused something to happen to Felicia.

"The means of the demons have always been unpredictable," Fred said, "It's not your fault."

There was no need for Ulysses to visit Miss Hansmore specifically, and Miss Hansmore was beyond his scope.

Safi asked, "How is Miss Hansmore doing now?"

Ulysses replied: "Still in a coma."

Miss Hansmore's ability to draw out the dagger must be due to her body being controlled. Ordinary noble ladies are not so quick in their movements, and they can even hit the heart with one blow.

But this kind of magic that controls other people's bodies can be seen to cause great harm to the controlled person. The best explanation is that Miss Hansmore is still in a coma.

"Try to wake her up," Fred ordered, "and ask her all she knows."

This is what I said to Ulysses. After all, Ulysses should be responsible for this kind of thing. He has someone who knows how to dig out the desired information from others.

In other words, torture was used to extract confessions.

Safi asked, "What about Jones Brown?"

Internal and external troubles, because Azalez is here for the time being, there is no need to worry about external troubles, but this internal trouble cannot be let go no matter what.

"Didn't Vincent and Kress go to investigate," Fred said, "Don't act rashly until you find out."

The reason for not acting rashly is that there are many civilians in the Viscount Jones Brown's territory. They may not have anything to do with Jones Brown's incident, so we still have to wait for the specific investigation results.

But the necessary surveillance and letter-writing accountability still need to be done.

After one pile of things is straightened out, everyone has a clue of what to do.

All that's left is to see what's going on with Azalez.

Azalez, it's a little fast.

Their meeting was held in the morning, and at the end of the evening, Fred's personal guards had come to report that someone was waiting outside the barracks.

Fred cursed in a low voice, but got up and walked to the gate of the barracks.

Asalez was dressed in clothes that were convenient for moving at night, and he looked like a suspicious person.

Asalez was not polite when he saw Fred for the first time: "Where is Felisa?"

Fred had a headache: "Why do you think I'll let you in?"

Put the devil in their barracks, does he seem to be out of his mind?

Azalez twitched the corners of his lips, but the smile did not enter his eyes: "You know, if I want to go in, there is more than one way."

This was a threat. Fred knew that although he was not afraid of Azarez's threat, it was better to have one more thing than one thing less. He rushed here because of Felicia.

He sighed, and threw out the rope used to bind the magician: "You know, I can't just let you in."

Of course Asalez understood, he neatly tied the rope around the wrists of his hands.

Seeing his unhesitating actions, Fred admired him somewhat: "You are really brave enough, and you are not afraid that you will not come back after entering."

"Then with Jennifer's method," Azarez replied casually, "Levi Anson will become the Demon King again."

For the human race, it is better for him to be the devil or Levi Anson, he believes that Fred has his judgment.

Sure enough, Fred just snorted coldly, and then led him the way.

"How long can you stay?"

"Nobody knew I was out, so I just took one look and walked away."

It's cruel enough to leave after just one glance.

Fred didn't say anything else, he brought him to the tent where Felisa was recuperating, and then stopped going: "Go in by yourself, remember what you said, don't stay too long, just take a look and leave."

Asalez didn't care to listen to what Fred had to say, and went directly into the tent.

With just one glance, he saw Felisa lying on the bed, breathing very weakly.

He walked over quickly, looking greedily at Felisa's face, subconsciously reaching out to caress her cheek.

But when he came in from the outside, his whole body was covered with the chill from the outside, so after he stretched out his hand in mid-air, he paused for a while, and finally retracted it.

"I'm... sorry," he confessed in a low voice, "I'm sorry for causing you such a serious injury."

He once only wanted to see her relaxed and happy enough, but he still dragged her into a whirlpool of chaos.

Not knowing if she heard his voice, Felisa blinked her eyelashes hard, as if she was about to wake up.

Asalez held his breath subconsciously, and held Felisa's hand through the quilt.

"Please, wake up and have a look at me," he said almost breathlessly, "I really miss you."

Felisa struggled and opened her eyes.

The dim light was not dazzling, but the lethargy for many days made her mind obviously dull, and she only felt that her mind was blank.

What time is it now and what happened again.

Then, in order to get an answer, her gaze slowly moved around the tent.

Azarez...

Why was she able to meet Azarez?

Maybe it's a dream.

Only a dream can allow her to meet Azalez.

But being able to see him in the dream was enough to make her happy.

She smiled slowly at Azarez, wanting to raise her hand to pull him.

But her hands are so heavy that her whole body hurts when she moves them.

Asalez noticed her small movements, and he immediately squeezed Felisa's hand tightly.

"It's okay, go to sleep." He knew that Felicia's brain is not awake now, and she still needs a lot of sleep, so he said softly, "I will be here."

It's a lie, so I won't be here all the time, Felisa thought to herself, after all, this is a dream, and she won't be here when she wakes up.

But Felisa really couldn't hold it anymore, and her heavy eyelids finally closed again.

Azalez watched over her for a while, and after making sure that she was fast asleep, he had to get up, gave her one last memorable look, and strode out of the tent.

Fred was very interesting and kept guarding a few steps away from the door. When he saw him coming out, he led him out.

"I've seen it, are you relieved?"

"Ah."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, she is unlikely to be willing to go back to the Demon Race with you."

"Let's talk about the future."

"Her parents are not likely to accept you."

"I see."

Fred finally gave Azarez a high look: "You know everything, but you still have no hesitation?"

Asalez said indifferently: "If you can't bear it, if you can't let it go, you can only find a way to move forward. Don't you understand this matter better than me?"