The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 49 Mantis Catching Cicadas
"Excellent drama?"

Aiwen, who was about to test the other party's price, almost turned his eyes black. After pondering for a while, he reorganized his language and explained slowly:
"Although I can't promise anything yet, I still hope that we will have a good cooperation. Gold pounds, potions, extraordinary items, and mystic knowledge. As long as you complete the corresponding tasks or provide valuable information, I will Pay enough!"

"Besides, I only have one request. I can't kill innocent people indiscriminately. You must know that human resources are the cornerstone of all existence. Living humans can provide a steady stream of fighters, equipment, and food... Even the dead can become gods Nutrients..."

Here, Aiwen is talking about the vision of cooperation.

On the other side, Mrs. Sharon, who was panicked, suddenly covered her cheeks and said in a trembling voice, in a hurried tone:
"I promise you everything, please leave... Get out of here!"

"Uh..." Ai Wen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

He expected that the other party would flatly refuse and fight for it, and he also expected that he might readily accept his proposal, and after some bargaining, he would start a good cooperation on this, even if he agreed on the surface with a ulterior motive.

But she never expected that a Sequence Six witch would show such a weak and deceitful attitude. That expression full of pain, combined with the trembling slender body shrunk at the door, would invisibly bring people a crazy desire to destroy, and complex urges to pamper each other.

This made Aiwen unable to appreciate the "fun" here at all, and began to wonder whether the other party was performing, luring him to take some excessive actions while taking advantage of others' danger, or whether some unknown problems really occurred.

After hesitating for a long time, he could only slightly nod his head, reluctantly thinking that the other party agreed to his request for cooperation.

"If you find valuable information, you can come to me. I think with your ability, it's not too difficult to find me."

After finishing speaking, he packed up his belongings and left Mrs. Sharon's residence step by step until he walked through the garden and came to the empty street.

Turning his head and looking at the single-family villa in the dark with the lights still off, he finally realized that a conflict that should have been very difficult had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Brenes, who had been in a silent state, lay on the edge of his pocket, staring at the mansion in front of him like Ivan, and suddenly sighed:
"While unbelievable, she seems to be showing some signs of losing control!"

"You mean Madam Sharon wasn't just pretending?"

Looking down at the pocket of his coat with a little surprise, he saw Brenes pondering for a while, before seriously asking:

"Have you ever heard the phrase 'Do as you please, but do no harm'?"

In this regard, Ai Wen nodded slightly. He had heard similar explanations from the Tarot Society, and he also knew that potion is a double-edged sword. While bringing extraordinary abilities, it can also bring harm. Potions, or unauthorized use of extraordinary power to link certain evil existences, will distort and degenerate into monsters, that is, out of control.

And a long time ago, in order to fight against madness, the secret-seekers of the Moses Ascetic Order summed up similar maxims, which have been circulated among the secret-seekers for a long time, and it has indeed prevented many people from losing control. To sum up, perfect your acting creed.

At this time, Brenes slowly retracted into the pocket of his jacket, with a trace of melancholy, and said in a tone full of nostalgia:

"The former Rose School, in order to fight against the crazy imitation of Moss Penance, formulated various rules, including but not limited to silence, diet, penance, etc."

"It's a pity that once such a belief collapses, there are only two results. One is to be completely crazy and deformed into an irrational monster under the erosion of the potion."

"The second is to accept the high-ranking person of this path, or the new concept that smashed the original code, and completely transform it from the inside out."

"But for the second type, no matter what, you will never be the same person you were before..."

The other party's sighing tone made Aiwen, who turned and walked towards the other end of the street, suddenly think of Horus, the rebellious Imperial Warmaster, and Lorgar, the Primarch of the No.17 Legion.

"Extraordinary power can cause loss of control, which is the same as being bewitched by the evil god of the subspace after awakening psionic power."

"Perhaps a long time ago, under the instigation of the evil god, they also accepted the new concept of transformation from the inside out..."

On the other side, Mrs. Sharon, who was leaning against the door with a painful expression, waited until Iwen had left for a long time before slowly recovering.

Then she walked step by step to the drawing board placed in the center of the bedroom, raised her slender and tender fingers in a daze, and stroked the painting on the drawing board that had been altered by Ivan but was still unfinished.

It's just that compared to the previous bust with exposed painting style, the protagonist on the drawing board still has brown hair like a waterfall and eyes like a deer you met when you were deep in the forest.

But she was sitting by the window sill, wearing a strangely shaped heavy armor with golden embossing on it, holding a thick classic in one hand, with a subtle smile on her lips, as if she was full of expectations for the future.

"No, it's not me!" Madam Sharon tore off the drawing paper as if to tear it into pieces.

But he stopped abruptly, slowly spread it out slightly tremblingly, and took another look.

In the end, he folded it with a complicated expression, and went to the safe and opened the door.

Looking past the missing confidential documents, she hesitated and put the folded scroll into the bottom layer, and slowly pressed it on top of the black and white photos.

"When we meet next time, I will definitely regain my faith and make you submit to my skirt..."

In front of the safe, she said firmly.

In the middle of the night, the gas street lamps had already been extinguished, and the still bright red moon covered the earth with a hazy veil. The occasional breeze blew the green trees on both sides of the street and the delicate flower beds, making soft rustling sounds from time to time.

Although the investigation was not so perfect due to some accidents, it also achieved the goal that Aiwen had expected at the beginning. He confirmed Mrs. Sharon's true identity and obtained the information he needed.

Returning to the place where he parked his bicycle, he took out his keys and stepped into the flower garden. When he was about to pick up the bicycle and rush back to the station, after searching for a long time, he only found a wheel that was still chained to the lamppost.

The entire brand new frame, together with the rear wheel, disappeared without a trace.

"I TM..."

Ai Wen, who uttered a swear word, jumped directly onto the road, ran back and forth twice but did not find a single figure.

The ups and downs of emotions forced Brenes to climb out of the pocket again with his swollen body, and asked with a confused face: "What's wrong with you?"

But when he saw the lonely wheel in Aiwen's hand, he was slightly taken aback, and then couldn't help laughing on the spot.

After a while, under Ai Wen's ashen-faced gaze, he coughed dryly and said falteringly:

"Actually, in my current state, I'm not very good at tracking rituals, or divination without related items, uh... If you have ghee, candles, silver knives, etc., which are necessary for performing rituals, you can barely try it. ..."

Seeing that Brenes had no choice, and he knew little about ritual spells due to potion restrictions, Ivan took a deep breath, finally suppressed his ups and downs, and said through gritted teeth:
"Forget it, go back to the station first and ask if there is any other way, I hope that bastard didn't dismantle my bicycle into parts to sell scrap iron!"

Picking up the only remaining wheel, he hurried back to the station all the way, and learned from the captain Dick on duty that if he wanted to find the lost things, he had better look for Sariel who peeped into the path of the Mystery Man.

At this point, Aiwen could only carry the front wheel of the bicycle, and once again crossed half of Tingen City, and finally found Salier who was still busy in the guest room of Upton's house before dawn.

But when he aggressively pushed open the door and wanted to seek help from the other party, the colleague who had been "accidentally injured" by him covered his neck in panic and backed away, and even said that if he wanted to drink blood, The outrageous claim that she can go to the hospital right now to get fresh plasma.

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