Fairy’s Box

Time goes by every second...

Although General Hai remained silent, the smell of blood gradually dissipating in the space stimulated their nerves and impacted their wills all the time. Intense emotions were brewing and fermenting in the minds of the three of them, just like an awakened active volcano.

"..."

Krissula glanced at the wall clock on the wall, the time had passed a quarter of an hour unconsciously, sighed inwardly, stood up from the bench, and said insincerely:

"Time is up."

Following these words, he walked to the sea monster, raised his palm expressionlessly, and smashed the other's head just before the remaining two sea generals opened their mouths to block.

In this flash of lightning, the sea monster didn't even have time to notice the pain, so he followed the sea monster to see Julian.

"Do not!!!!!!"

The Sea Witch let out a piercing scream, her eyeballs were flushed red, and the internal capillaries burst with extreme anger, dripping blood directly from her eye sockets.

Perhaps because her cry was too loud and shrill this time, it directly penetrated the courtroom with excellent sound insulation.

"what's the situation!"

Bruno and Kara rushed into the courtroom, and after seeing the tragically dead bodies of the two admirals, they showed a shocked and angry expression as they had been rehearsing in advance.

"Crissula, are you crazy?"

"You go out first!"

The two rushed to Crissula's side like lightning, raised his arms one left and the other behind, and dragged him out involuntarily.

A few minutes later, when Bruno and Cara returned to the courtroom, they were followed by several cleaners in protective suits. After the bodies were taken away, the two checked around and re-detained them.

"Wait a minute!"

This time it was the sea witch who broke the silence.

At this moment, the sea admiral's eyes were bleeding, his nose was open, and the two rows of silver teeth under his pale lips were squeaking strangely, and his expression was indescribably hideous.

"..."

The two looked at each other, kept a vigilant expression, and walked over side by side.

"I want to live."

The sea witch said with difficulty.

...

"So, two more surrendered."

After listening to Bruno's report, Yale nodded thoughtfully, and turned his eyes to the certificate of military membership on the table:

"This man really makes me a little bit impressed."

"A remarkable man indeed."

There was a trace of respect in Kara's eyes, and she said with some admiration.

"He did this to save me a lot of trouble."

The black-haired knight put the military certificates of the four people in the safe, and said to Bruno, "Arrange them in another sanatorium for training. Try not to let these four people meet in a short time."

"I see."

"Do I need to leave some eyeliner?" Kara suggested hesitantly.

"Unless you go out in person, who can watch them, let him go for the time being."

Yale chuckled lightly, closed the copper lock of the safe, and his expression became a little grim:

"These people are already on the same page, especially the sea witch and the devil fish. The purpose of their surrender is probably more revenge than survival. It's okay in a short time, but it will be chaos in the long run."

"What do you mean?" Kara was confused.

"You can't have eyeliner for surveillance on the bright side. Don't interfere with the lives of these four people. Let Beverly send someone to collect their every move during this time. He knows what to do."

The black-haired knight put his hands behind his back, walked to the window, and turned his eyes to the sky in the distance, with a cold light hidden in his calm pupils:

"I can let go of the past, but if they live up to my good intentions again, it will be a dead end."

...

Thrace, west coast.

The drizzle rained in the sky, and countless ripples appeared on the artificial rivers on both sides of the street, as if thousands of water-colored lotus flowers were in full bloom.

The dark city is shrouded in a silver rain curtain, and a black carriage full of goods is driving along the southern bank of the artificial river against the quiet background. The rain made a rustling sound on the roof of the car, and a hand in the cargo compartment pushed aside the curtain and looked at Thrace, who had been missing for a long time.

The scenery looks the same as it did a few years ago.

Sitting in the crowded cargo compartment, Yale silently observed the city he was familiar with, while paying attention to the nameplate number at the corner of the street.

After recruiting a few sea generals, the black-haired knight explained a few words to Charlene vaguely, then hid his whereabouts and rushed to Thrace as soon as possible, trying to solve the mystery that Elena left him.

The line of sight followed the carriage through the endlessly slow street, and the black-haired knight's gaze was fixed in front of the door of a prosperous community. ."

That's it.

Yalei's figure flickered and disappeared into the carriage. At the same time, a phantom that was difficult to discern with the naked eye crossed the street and disappeared into the Witch's Home Community.

"..."

The black-haired knight held up the umbrella he bought from the roadside store, took out the key in his underwear pocket, and walked to a brightly lit villa according to the address recorded above.

After a period of observation, he found that the villa had already had residents, and it seemed that the status was not low. Aristocrats and ladies often came and went, and they had settled here for more than ten years.

That is to say, the address that Elena gave her might not be the address on the spot—the method of the Supreme Witch, which he has personally experienced.

Yale covered his face with an umbrella, glanced at the nameplate outside the villa from a distance, and found what image the polished bronze plate reflected.

As if his heart was touched, the black-haired knight keenly caught something, walked directly opposite the nameplate, and saw a rusty street lamp through the mirror.

He turned around immediately, walked to the street lamp, and carefully observed the things in front of him.

I saw an upwardly curved branch on the left and right of the bare pole top, and a slightly inclined oval light bulb was laboriously sandwiched between the branches. At this moment, the light bulb that was about to run out of fuel was dying, emitting a dim yellow light, and there was an indescribable chill from a distance.

"..."

Yale stared at the light carefully, and through the dirty lampshade, he could vaguely see the pattern of a golden butterfly on the inner wall.

That's it.

The black-haired knight immediately stretched out his hand, wanting to take off the light bulb to see what happened. Who knew that the golden butterfly would break free from its cocoon as soon as his hand touched the light bulb.

"I knew you would come."

With a cold whisper that gradually faded away, the scene in front of Yale's eyes suddenly changed.

The world became quiet in an instant, and the surrounding pictures revolved like a revolving lantern, and the entire community quickly turned into a mess of lines in the rotation. Clouds of fuzzy thick ink rolled down from the sky, and the forest where it passed was wriggling like plasticine, and the light gradually became clearer, gradually illuminating the shaking earth.