Perfume Alchemist

Chapter 71 The Rain Maiden's Cry
"I've said it before, you have to give me an explanation." The woman in the white dress named Jasmine waved the sign in her hand excitedly.

"Why would my husband suddenly die at work?"

"I'm also very sorry about this matter." The man in the suit said coldly, "As for the compensation for your husband's death, I guarantee that the Agadi City Hall and the Austrian Law Association can give you a satisfactory figure."

"I don't care about compensation!" Jasmine said sharply, "What I want is an explanation."

"Why does my husband work diligently for the Alpha Stargate in the morning, and go to investigate hidden dangers at night! Is this a reasonable work arrangement?"

"If it weren't for this kind of continuous work, my husband, how could he." Speaking of this, the woman couldn't continue.

She began to sob sadly.

As she sobbed, the rain on the square became heavier and heavier.

The man in the suit in front of Jasmine pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

The scene fell into silence for a moment.

Hearing the investigation of hidden dangers, the empty Arcane Association and the prophecy popped up in his mind.

Annie suddenly turned her head and said to him: "I know who she is, Jasmine. She should be a member of the Planting Cooperative of the Arcane Association, and she is called [Rain Girl]."

"[Rain Girl]?" Ah Hao repeated, "It's a title that can be understood at first glance."

"What are we doing now? Can we just stand here?"

"Wait."

"Wait?"

"Yes, wait for an opportunity and wait for their negotiation to end. It would be best if everything goes well."

"What if it doesn't go well?"

"...Then we will live."

Annie didn't speak, but turned her head to look at the center of the square.

After a period of silence, the man in the suit spoke again.

"Your husband, Mr. Lawrence, was also an outstanding arcanist during his lifetime. It is the contributions of thousands of people like him that Agadi can develop better and better.

"In a sense he is Agadhi's hero."

"Mrs. Jasmine, you don't want your husband's heroic reputation to be ruined because of you, do you?"

"Therefore, please stop using your abilities as soon as possible. Your abilities should be used in more appropriate places."

Ah Hao wanted to applaud secretly, the eloquence of this man in a suit is really good, very convincing.

But Jasmine didn't have to follow the train of thought of the man in front of her.

"No!"

Amidst the shrill shouts, she threw down the sign in her hand, and shouted hoarsely

"You don't regard us as heroes at all! You just regard us as tools, as human dry batteries!"

"What kind of noble teleportation school arcanist is actually just a tool man for charging the arcane star gate!"

"You use part of the power to control the star gate to make a big cake, and let my husband squeeze all the energy in front of the arcane star gate every day."

"More than that, let him, who is in such an exhausted state, go to various places overnight to participate in inspections! This is the real cause of my husband's death, the exhaustion of arcane energy caused by overwork! It's not some sudden illness! "

The man in the suit suddenly interrupted Jasmine's words:

"In order to ensure that Ajadi can continue to operate smoothly, it is very necessary to conduct security checks. Your husband also agreed to such an arrangement before."

"Heh, voluntary work to death? I don't believe that!"

Jasmine shouted angrily and continued: "I want to see my husband's boss! And everyone else involved! Let them give an explanation for my husband's death, let them kneel in front of my husband's grave in person! Otherwise, Agadi This city, just wait to be submerged!"

As her high-pitched voice came, the rain became heavier and heavier.

The dense raindrops formed a white rain curtain.

Ahao patted Annie's shoulder in shock: "Drown Agadi? Is she so powerful?"

Annie also hesitated and shook her head: "I don't know, I have the impression that she will only use her ability to help solve some drought problems in the surrounding suburbs."

Ah Hao turned his head to look at the center of the square.

He saw the man in the suit shake his head imperceptibly, then put his hands behind his back.

Where Jasmine couldn't see, he made several gestures.

At the same time, he didn't stop: "Struggle means dreaming and sweating for it. Mr. Lawrence is a struggler. His struggle creates value, and thousands of people enjoy it because of his efforts." The convenience of the Offa Stargate. We will remember Mr. Lawrence's struggle. As for Lawrence's boss, he had nothing to do with Lawrence's death."

Jasmine seemed to be refuting something.

But Ah Hao hadn't paid attention to it.

His attention was drawn away by the scene behind Jasmine.

The rain curtain there is showing an abnormal twist, as if the light and shadow in it have been distorted.

The distorted light and shadow were getting closer and closer to Jasmine who was wearing a white dress.

Ms. Jasmine was yelling at the man in the suit.The veins on her neck were bulging, and in this mood, he couldn't even notice what was going on behind her.

"Swish"

Three people dressed in black suddenly jumped out of it, tore through the rain and rushed towards Jasmine.

Jasmine was subdued in the blink of an eye.

One pressed her shoulder, another held her hand, and another kicked her back knee.

She was caught with both hands and fell to her knees on the ground.

An angry voice came from the side
"Sneak attack!"

"Bah! It's shameless!"

"I think Ms. Jasmine is right! We have to seek justice for Mr. Lawrence!"

"It's not because of Lao Shizi's prophecy. I also work overtime every night now!"

"Now accept this way of working, maybe the next one to die from overwork will be us."

The man in the suit turned a deaf ear to the discussion in the audience, he said coldly.

"Stop it, Ms. Jasmine, or I'll just let them knock you out."

Jasmine raised her head suddenly, biting something in her mouth.

Terrifying black lines spread across her face instantly like a black snake.

"What they said is indeed true." Ms. Jasmine said grimly, "You never cared about us, you were just exploiting our time and freedom...and our lives!"

"Who are they? No, what did you just eat?"

The first time Ahao saw the man in the suit showed a surprised expression, then he took a step back.

"Hahahaha! You are all too dirty, and this city is even dirtier. It's so filthy that you can't breathe. Let my rain help wash away this filthy world!"

Ms. Jasmine's black tears flowed from her eyes, which had already been soaked in black.

Around Ms. Jasmine, black rain began to fall.

"Something's wrong." Annie suddenly grabbed Ahao's hand.

"She actually advanced at this time?! We retreated one after another!"

The two moved away from the center of the square.

The moment before leaving, Ah Hao saw.

The three black-clothed men who were capturing Ms. Jasmine began to seethe.

Yes, boiling is the best way to describe it.

As the black rain fell, it seemed that foam was rolling and bursting on their skin.

"Ahhh!"

A horrible voice sounded.

Billowing thick fog and steam emerged from the bodies of the three men.

"Hahaha!" Ms. Jasmine looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

She stood up.

No one can restrain her anymore.

Because the people behind her evaporated.

There were only three sets of black suits and leather boots scattered all over the place.

　The modification is over, I wish you all a happy 520.

　　But people who can see this article at this point probably won't be able to pass 520.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)