It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Chapter 37 Executor’s intervention

"You mean, that person is Miss Victoria?"

Fittili was slightly taken aback. According to the information they obtained, Victoria should be the one who is not suspected.

Ella recalled some of the information in the information, Victoria Milusel, who lived in the church since she was a child, was a religious fanatic.The reason for her shooting may be related to religion, but these details were ignored by Ella intentionally or unintentionally.

Until she took the shot, Ella thought that the fifth person who shot was a hunter or a wizard with a considerable level. In this case, it was impossible for Ella to keep her hand.

But the other party was indeed nailed to death on the tombstone without any resistance, which made her feel very complicated.

Of course, this was not Ella's first murder, and Victoria was not much of a friend to her, but she still felt a little uncomfortable killing a life that was not extremely evil, and she had been with her day and night for a period of time.

Ella was unsure whether the previous killings were connected to Victoria, and several attempts to kill Fitilli had failed.

In this way, Victoria is actually quite innocent, at least she should not have been directly killed by her.

As for the sanctification bullets or holy water, it can actually be explained, even if the sanctification ceremony is not performed by a wizard.In the special environment of the church, objects will also unconsciously be contaminated with some sacred atmosphere.

On the other hand, if Victoria is not a wizard, then Famini's identity becomes even more suspicious. She is a wizard but not the prisoner who shot Fetili.She used anti-divination techniques to conceal her identity and sneaked into Champs Elysees NO.30, but she seemed to have done nothing.

"I hope it's not her, but it's highly unlikely."

Ella replied.

After drinking a sufficient amount of blood, Fitili's condition has gradually stabilized, his body shape and appearance have become more neutral, and his hair color has gradually turned black.In this case, she who restrained her breath was almost no different from ordinary people.

Although it would be safer to choose to stay at the Ayres Manor, the executors will undoubtedly expand the search area tonight. Ella doesn't want to find out that the residents there "miraculously disappeared" when they searched for No. 30 of the Champs Elysees.This was nothing in the past, but most of the guys who disappeared tonight will appear on the list of the executor's desk, and they need to be taken care of later.

After confirming that Fittili's condition had basically recovered, Ella opened the "door" connecting the manor and the No.30 study room in the Champs Elysees.

Before leaving here, she had already considered this situation and prepared for it in advance, and the magic fluctuations in the study were strictly isolated.Even if there are executors passing through this street, it is difficult to find anything abnormal.

"Go back today, the hunters are unlikely to do anything at night, or whether they escaped successfully is a problem."

Fittili nodded, but Ella was still a little worried.

She took out a silver ceremonial bell from the drawer and handed it to Fittili.

"I think you can hide in the city for so long, you should know how to deal with the enforcer, but if something unexpected happens, just ring it, and I will be there within... within ten seconds."

"I can still delay this time, even if there is no holy object."

"So much the better."

Ella didn't say anything more, and Fitili quietly left the house and returned to her own residence.

After Fittili left, Ella's consciousness swept across the entire building. Annai and Farmine were sleeping peacefully in their respective rooms, but Victoria's room was already empty.

Feeling the sacred atmosphere in Victoria's room, maybe Victoria also noticed this strange atmosphere before.Ella couldn't help sighing, her original intention was to want the girl to stay in the room on the most dangerous night, but this was very likely to be the cause of her death.

Ella released the power of the ritual, and took a deep look into the room.

It was a very simple room, which looked very different in this kind of mansion. The beds there were very tidy, and the girl took care of the room meticulously before she left.Apart from the necessary daily necessities, Ella could hardly find any personal belongings here.

She returns to the bedroom after showering and puts on the persona for herself.As a recent resident who moved to Paris, the name Yusef Bell should have been noticed by the executors regardless of other suspicions.But this level is negligible.

Ella now regrets giving her false identity such a name. Her teacher, the executive officer, is so famous in the mysterious world. Maybe there will be a few sensitive executives who will feel uncomfortable about this. care.

Before Ella fell asleep, she noticed an unnatural rattling of the bedroom window.

coming.

She recited a sentence silently, her gentle breathing rate did not change, and she seemed to have entered a deep sleep.

Then she heard the sound of flames beating, and a strange fragrance began to permeate the room.

Ella felt a faint shake of consciousness, and she recalled what she had learned in the actual combat class.Professor Adolph once set fire to a certain powder in one of the indoor classes. It was a spice mixture of grapefruit, moonflower, rosemary and ground crystal powder.Although Ella has not used it in the execution of the mission, this magic powder called "Nightmare" is indeed a common method used by the executors.

Because she had personally experienced the effect of "Nightmare", Ella showed the corresponding reactions of some ordinary people in a timely manner.

She sat up from the bed unsteadily, seemingly not surprised by the sudden appearance of the executor in her bedroom.

The executor seemed to be very young, he dragged a bench quite casually, and sat in front of Ella's bed.Due to the effect of nightmare, the caster will have a vague memory of this question and regard it as a dream.

Ella noticed that the other person looked familiar. It should be a student who was a class lower than her when she was still in Kraft.What is it called...? It doesn't matter, anyway, I probably can't remember it.Ayla was a little relieved, this is obviously a novice executor, relatively easy to fool.

Although he thought a lot in an instant, all the young executor saw was Mr. Bell with a confused face.

"You are Mr. Yusuf Bell?"

"Yes."

"I am Tom Miller, the second-class detective of the Paris Police Department. Don't be nervous. I just need to ask a few simple questions."

This is the usual identity of the executor. If Ella guessed correctly, someone will use this identity to come to Champs Elysees No. 30 again tomorrow morning.

"Of course, Mr Inspector."

After answering a few questions about her identity, Ella noticed that the other person was visibly relaxed.

"I know Sir Dreyfus, Captain of the Royal Navy, and he can prove that I am not lying."

This statement obviously made the other party let down more vigilance.

"So, one last question, have you been at home tonight, have you seen anything different than usual?"

"Nothing, I've been in the study before bed, and my maid can attest to that."

Tom Miller nodded, saluted the gentleman, and his figure gradually disappeared near the window sill.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation. Sorry for bothering you."

After the other party left, Ella maintained her sitting position for a while, and then lay back on the bed after the strange scent gradually dissipated.

In her perception, there was at least one executor team in action on the street, most of them were temporarily mobilized from Glamis.

She couldn't help but frown slightly. If there were three executioners on just one street, how many people would come to Paris tonight?Reason tells Ella that this situation cannot last long. According to Ling, the frequency of mysterious events around the world is soaring at an unexplainable speed.The enforcers' manpower was limited, and they could not keep a team of more than ten people in Paris for long.

In other words, Kleist should attach great importance to the news of the appearance of the foul blood, and he decided to resolve the incident in the near future.

After waiting for another two hours, after making sure that the aura on the street was gone, she still didn't wait for the possible ringing of the bell.Ayla has buried a strand of magic in the ritual bell, and when it is rung, she responds.

It seems that Fittili's suspicion has also been lifted.

The current time is [-]:[-] in the morning, and there are only about three hours before dawn.Until now, the girl could barely sleep peacefully.

How long has it been since you had a normal sleep?Ella smiled bitterly, becoming a little nostalgic for her days in Kraft.

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Tom Miller followed his executor team back to the contact point. The person he needed to report to was one year younger than himself in terms of seniority, but Tom did not despise the other party because of this.

In fact, no executor would belittle the young woman sitting behind the long table.This is not only because of the identity of the other party, but also because of her great strength.

In the battle to hunt down the three dirty blood hunters, the new student council president, Miss Kleist's appointed heir, killed one of the high-ranking dirty blood on the spot.

Although Tom had not participated in the battle, even a blind man could feel the great residual magic power in the blackened corpse.

"Nothing unusual, sir."

Tom reported it truthfully.

The still young blond girl sat upright behind the long table, and she tapped the table with her fingers, which made Tom's eyelids twitch slightly.

Because of the special magical talent, Tom's memory is far superior to that of ordinary people, so he remembers that this is a little habit of the principal Kleist. If he compares it with his memory in detail, Tom will find that the frequency of the girl tapping on the desktop is the same as that of the principal. Exactly the same, without the slightest difference.

A feeling of emptiness came from Tom's body. Just by comparing it with his memory, his magic power disappeared strangely, and cold sweat fell from Tom's face.

The girl's eyes stayed on the information of "Yosef Bell" for a few seconds, and then summoned the next executor.

Chapter 38 Ongoing Daily

Farminie walked into a small stone house. It looked different from the outside world. The space inside the stone house was quite open, giving people a strange sense of dislocation.

In the fairly spacious stone house, there was simply a bed and a few clothes folded on the chair, but this rather tidy space was filled with a rotten wood-like, disgusting old man's smell.

A stooped old man was sitting in a wheelchair, and the mask was already too big for his face.

He looked up,

"You finally know you're back?"

Farmini stuck out her tongue and put a dirty cloth bag on the ground.

"Isn't this busy helping you choose materials, teacher, I think the food this time should be enough to last your life for two years."

The old man opened the cloth bag with a cane, and a bloody human head rolled out of it, and the bulging cloth bag should contain many other things.

These are all important organs belonging to wizards or dangerous creatures, containing huge life and magic power.

The old man shook his head and sighed, but the smiley mask didn't change his expression.

"Only enough for a year at most."

"No way?"

Farmini froze for a moment, and weighed the cloth bag in disbelief.

"I brought a lot back specially!"

"The food of life is just to prolong life... The effect of this spell will weaken with the number of times it is used, otherwise, wouldn't the wizard who invented this black magic at that time live forever?"

Ulysses Philip patiently explained that at this time, he really looked like a Kraft professor of black arts.

As he spoke, he pulled out the rapier from his crutches, picked up the head, and lifted a corner of the mask with his other hand.

As before, Farmine turned away consciously, ignoring the chilling sound of chewing and sucking behind her.

When all the sound disappeared, Farminie turned back to her body, and the cloth bag on the ground had already deflated.And the old man's exposed skin regained some luster and blood.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with a square towel, and put the mask down again.

"Okay, at least I won't die for the time being... What have you gained recently?"

Upon hearing this topic, Farmine's eyes lit up,

"A lot, let me think about it...First of all, I should have been exposed to Ella Williams."

"Your talent is special, it's not surprising to find her."