Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1243 Audiences, Audiences

"It seems weird no matter how you describe it, please allow me to introduce it first."

It's still the same street as before, but it's obviously more popular.

After looking at each other in silence for a few seconds, Amira sighed and spoke first, motioning to a figure beside her.

It was a man who looked to be in his forties, with steady eyes and a calm demeanor. What was particularly impressive was his pair of pale golden eyebrows.

Compared with Amira, he wore a slightly more complicated and solemn dark robe, but he also had a richly decorated shawl on his shoulders.

The situation just now couldn't be more obvious. These two people have been hiding aside in a special way, serving as spectators.

As for himself, the hostage who was looking at life and death with a smile too much, it was obvious that they were quite shocked. They finally thought that they had reached a conclusion and took action to pull him out.

"This is Your Excellency Reginald. We had an exchange together today."

Quite honest.

Facing Amira's statement, Fu Qian thought to himself.

Of course he knew who the person in front of him was—the third-party listener who never showed his face when he received psychological counseling.

The information about the victims, Mr. and Mrs. Leisen, was revealed by him himself.

The attire and posture looked like that of a civilian member of the religious order, which was in sharp contrast to the hunter.

"Just call me Reginald."

At this moment, facing Fu Qian's inspection, the middle-aged man nodded slightly without saying a word.

"it is good."

Before responding to this, he responded calmly and pointed directly to the distance, which was exactly where the hunter made his initial raid.

"That one just now, are you sure you don't need your help?"

"No, I'm sorry for disturbing you just now."

As expected, it was Amira who answered, and she seemed to have full confidence in the church members. She gestured to the other side before she finished speaking.

"If you don't mind, can we talk while we walk?"

"do not mind."

Faced with this invitation to an unknown destination, Fu Qian agreed more easily than afternoon tea.

As a joke, he plays the role of a patient with severe cognitive impairment along the way in order to receive special diagnosis and treatment.

Now that the two doctors are consulting again, there is no reason to be polite.

"So no matter what the situation is on the inside, everything will be fine on the outside?"

Even when passing by a row of display windows, Fu Qian pointed at it and asked curious questions.

All the decorations that Harriet had smashed into pieces now seemed to be intact.

"In most cases, it is, but that doesn't mean there is no impact."

Amira motioned to Fu Qian to walk beside her.

“The damage accumulates in a special way, and subsequent aging damage is much more efficient.”

This is actually the case.

As I walked around today, I could better understand the traces of time that can be seen everywhere.

"I know this obviously heightens the sense of unreality, but allow me to explain the scene."

Observing Fu Qian's demeanor, this calmness and cooperation seemed to give Amira even more headaches.

"This city is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface. In addition to the dangerous areas on the outside, pollution and evil have been growing secretly. Therefore, the hunters of the sect will also do some targeted cleanup work in the city."

"And in order not to affect the general public to the greatest extent, we will isolate it in the same way just now."

"Completely understand."

Listen carefully before paying.

"So you went to see Leisen?" "Yes, everything you communicated was confirmed."

Amira answered this slightly jumping question quickly, implicitly admitting to the surveillance before the attack.

"Combined with your performance all the way, we are worried about the possible situation. This is why you will become a spectator of this cleanup operation tonight."

"Want to see how I would react if I was trapped in a new nightmare?"

When he asked this question, Fu Qian even smiled.

"So what's the conclusion?"

"The problem is obviously a bit tricky."

Amira didn't seem to feel the slightest inconsistency with her completely opposite personality and attitude during the day, and sighed softly.

"I never thought that there would be deviations in this kind of judgment, and the same is true for Lord Reginald."

"You seem to have had a very special experience in that painted world, which has brought about a unique paranoia."

"That's certainly true."

Fu Qian really recalled his actions in the world of the painting and agreed with the other party's views.

At the same time, he secretly praised the idea of ​​inverting nightmares and reality again.

There is no need to pretend to be encore's words and deeds anymore. Now that you are "exposing your true nature", you can switch back to your own style very naturally.

"I believe that in your perception, everything in front of you is a nightmare, or an extension of a nightmare, including us."

Amira's narration continues.

"What we did to you before was not to rescue but to confuse you."

"I have to say that once such a stereotype is formed, it is really difficult to correct it."

"Yes, I lied to you before."

Faced with the accusation, Fu Qian admitted it openly, showing his ignorance of life and death clearly written on his face.

"So what are you going to do now? Deal with me, the hopeless loser? Like Harriet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Qian sighed that the name Harriet was really unusual, and even when he mentioned it, he unconsciously used a three-part question.

"I believe that there are disappearance cases that occur in this city from time to time. Many of them should be similar, right? I have to say that the method just now is really convenient."

"The cleanup is only for contamination, and I know you're not going to be scared, but that's not going to happen."

However, Amira continued to shake her head with a firm tone.

"The other Harriet is not as innocent as she says."

"When she was first discovered, it was due to the physical deformities of some men, and what they all have in common is that they all had a very weird physical contact experience with a mysterious lady."

I can probably imagine where that weirdness comes from.

Fu Qian didn't feel strange about Amira's straightforward statement, and even recalled the scene he just saw naturally.

"Speaking of which, I'm sorry this is a little unexpected. Let me help you take care of your wounds."

Fu Qian still had a calm expression, Amira sighed and looked at his neck.

Blood still seeped out from the neat cuts, and his coat was stained red.

Before she finished speaking, bright patterns flashed on her hand, caressing the wound.

Under the nourishment, the latter quickly shrinks.

It seems that it is easier for her to heal her body than her mind.

"I think this can prove a little bit what I just said. Can Mr. Anke help me next?"

But after rescuing the injured, Amira stopped the next moment and asked very seriously.

(End of this chapter)