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

"I am Mads Crest who is in charge of this investigation."

Kleist?

Ella was startled, and she didn't hide her natural surprise. The surname Kleist is too famous, and there should be few people who have been in contact with the mysterious world who don't know about it.

It was only then that she noticed that the man in front of her looked a little familiar. On the night of fighting against the foul blood, this man was among the first executors to arrive at the scene.

After a brief pause, Ella bowed and saluted.

"Hello, Your Excellency Kleist."

Chapter 71 Time stalling

"Hello, Miss Weier, you can sit down now."

Midas pointed to the seat opposite and smiled kindly.

"If you can, please call me Meadows. Generally speaking, the surname Kleist always reminds people of my grandfather. Many people in the family, including me, feel that they are not worthy of that title for the time being. "

grandfather?

Ella looked at the middle-aged man with a dangerous hairline in front of her. She originally thought that the man should be the principal's nephew.But after thinking about it, Albert Kleist has been active for more than 100 years, and Meadows' current appearance can even be said to be properly maintained.

"Okay, Mr. Midas."

Saying that, Ella was sitting on the chair opposite.

Meadows waved his hand.

"Don't be so restrained, you probably haven't had lunch yet, we can chat while eating. This restaurant specializes in some Scottish dishes. People like me who don't go back to my hometown a few times a year will taste them. Felt very kind.”

To be honest, Ella thought so too, but barely touched the food.

"Where is Miss Weier from?"

Ella thought that the other party might have already rummaged through the information related to the name Val Farmini, but she still replied calmly:

"I am from Provence, but I have been away from it for a long time. Paris can be said to be my second home."

This is information obtained through Fitili's channels, and the Alliance has also verified its authenticity. The conclusion is that there are some inconsistencies in it, but it is generally correct.These inconsistent parts just fit the unofficial image of the dark wizard, and Ella can be free to play as she pleases.

The image simulated by the persona has the special appearance of the unknown court mage and Val Farmigny. Even if it is different from the photos in the Paris Home Economics Association, it is easy to explain.

"Melanie once handed over some information about you. In our opinion, you should be a very talented wizard. If possible, I think I can give you a letter of recommendation from Kraft. Where can I Learn everything a wizard needs."

Meadows cut open a piece of smoked salmon with a knife, which is considered a specialty of Scotland. There are also a lot of salmon living in the Crescent Lake in Glamis Castle Manor. Many students will sit by the lake and feed in their spare time.Therefore, they are also regular customers in Kraft's cafeteria.

Ella showed surprise at the right time. For any wizard, it is a very rare opportunity to go to Kraft for further training.In Ella's impression, no more than ten foreign wizards will appear in the school every year, which is indeed a very important promise.

But at this time, the vigilance in her heart was also rising a little bit.There is no need to ask such a condition for an ordinary informant. On the other hand, having a senior executor of the Kleist family as the examiner means that the executor attaches great importance to this investigation.

Midas's friendly tone remained unchanged, but the content of the conversation suddenly became serious.

"Before that, I think you should answer a few trivial questions. Compared with talent, trustworthiness is the quality I value most."

coming.

Ella put down the sweet wine in her hand and concentrated.

"According to the information we have, it was four years after you left the orphanage in Marseilles before you appeared in the Paris Home Economics Association—where were you and what were you doing during these four years?"

Ella replied with a prepared answer,

"I'm studying magic with my teacher, Demetrius Dalton. You know, Mr. Meadows, because Mr. Dalton likes to travel around incognito, so we will hardly keep any records. .”

This is a vague but reasonable answer. If according to Ella's original prediction, the executor will lower the examination standard during a special period, this will be an acceptable explanation.

But Midas Kleist just smiled noncommittally, and continued to taste the food on the table.He didn't say anything for the next few minutes.

The atmosphere in the room became weird and depressing, and the attitude of the other party made Ella a little anxious.

Which link is the problem?

She couldn't help thinking, Meadows didn't directly deny her words, but he didn't say that he passed the test either.The other party seemed calm and calm from the very beginning, not like an inspection but like an ordinary meeting. This process of delaying time does not make any sense.

... procrastinating?

Something flashed through Ayla's thoughts, and grew too large to ignore.In this way, Meadows' actions became reasonable, whether it was a promise or any topic about his hometown, it was just to delay time, as if he was waiting for something.

"Master Midas?"

she asked tentatively.

"Oh... I thought of something else. Where were we talking about?"

Meadows, smiling warmly, had already chopped the piece of smoked salmon into fingernail-sized pieces.

This was indeed delaying time. Ella verified her thoughts. She did not hide too much but showed some anxiety naturally.

"You just asked me what I have been doing in the past few years, and I have been traveling with Mr. Dalton."

"Well, that's true."

Meadows, who seems to share his grandfather's sweet tooth, takes another honey pie.

"Professor Dalton, right? Except for some strange hobbies, he does have a deep knowledge in alchemy. He also taught me many years ago, and I dare say that Kraft has never shown up like this again. A professor of alchemy at the level."

He began to talk about the past one after another.

Ella felt some disobedience from the other party. If Meadows just wanted to delay time from the beginning, there was no need to turn the topic to her doubts so quickly.

It seems that this senior executor was indeed going through a normal examination process at the very beginning.But after getting the answer, he didn't intend to let Ella leave here in a short time.This contradiction makes Ella completely clueless.

Mads followed Dalton and talked about something else.

"Professor Dalton seems to have left Paris recently. You know, most wizards of that level have a premonition of what is going to happen. Perhaps it is for this reason that your teacher left Paris temporarily. It turns out that the people here The form is indeed getting more and more chaotic..."

No sooner had the word chaos been uttered than there was an explosion from the street outside the restaurant, sending glass vibrating ominously.

Ella stood up immediately, she vaguely felt the breath of the dirty blood, those people have already found Nils?

"Your Excellency Meadows, I think this investigation is going to be temporarily suspended?"

The liqueur in the goblet was trembling, with ripples spreading from the middle to the sides, and the amber liquor was undulating on the transparent glass.

"Abort?"

Midas grabbed the glass steadily, and the wine became calm again in his hands.

He took a sip and replied:

"There is no need for this. The current Belleville has gathered more than fifteen executors and outsiders, and they are completely sufficient to deal with one or two filthy blood."

But shocks and gunshots came from the street again, and the aura of more than one filthy blood began to be revealed, one, two, and the number quickly exceeded three!

This is different from the information Ella has, there should only be two hunters left.She quickly noticed something strange, that kind of aura was not as powerful as that of a hunter, or even that of Puzo, who had fully displayed his strength. It should be just low-level filthy blood that had just been transformed.

Ella's face changed. Nils' madness exceeded her expectations. How did he transform so many filthy blood species under the current situation?

"Your Excellency, do you think so now?"

Meadows showed a little surprise, this was the first time he had anything other than a smile on his face, he turned his head and looked out the window, narrowing his eyes slightly.

It was only then that Ella noticed that the side profile of Midas was somewhat similar to that of Kleist. He turned his head, and it seemed that some negligible incidents just happened outside the window.It's like you're sitting in a coffee shop and a stray dog ​​stalks across the wall. It might be worth a glance, but that's about it.

"Yes, I think the examination is a more important matter. They can handle any minor accidents."

-

Tom Miller is one of the three enforcers responsible for the security of the Champs-Elysees. He and a girl named Catherine stayed on the street, and they were the enforcers of the same period.

And another older companion had gone to Belleville.

It is said that hunters may hide in this area, and they are extremely dangerous enemies.

The acting executive officer has gathered quite enough elite personnel there, while novices like him who lack combat ability stay on the street and continue to monitor so as not to miss it.

Catherine is teasing a kitten, which is one thing that makes people feel happy, but when the time has passed for most of the day, it is another thing.

"so boring--"

Catherine complained loudly, and the yellow-and-white spotted cat jumped from the girl's lap.

"We can't do anything at all like this? I originally hoped that I could be more active in this mission, just like Ella Williams or Ling Mephisto!"

The girl with shaggy hair and a little baby fat on her face threw herself into the sofa, her hands and legs swaying wildly, like a fish being thrown onto the shore.

Tom put the "Advanced Ritual Magic" on the table helplessly.

"Chairman Williams was a genius in spell literature back then, and the Mephisto family is also famous for being good at fighting... I think it's better for us not to get into any big trouble, even if there is, it's not us Can handle..."

Only halfway through the sentence, Tom realized that something was wrong. With Catherine's character, he was completely insulting himself by saying this.

But unexpectedly, Catherine didn't get angry or make a fuss, but jumped up from the sofa and rushed to the window in a few steps.

"coming."

"What's coming?"

Tom turned his head in doubt, but suddenly felt multiple filthy smells spreading from the street, like ink spots dripping on pure white paper.

"how so......"

Cold sweat broke out on Tom's brow.

Chapter 72 The more afraid the more lonely

If the city is regarded as a piece of pure white paper, then looking down from a high altitude at this time, you will find dozens or even hundreds of black spots appearing on this huge white paper.

The clouds were low, as if they were about to fall to the ground.Some people say that the amount of water contained in each cumulonimbus cloud is like a lake, so the sky is probably like an upside-down ocean.

The strong wind blew people's eyes open, and the dust, sand, and yellow sycamore leaves were pulled and rotated in the air.

There is no gradual process, and the heavy rain just pours down like this. This may be the biggest rain in Paris after the end of summer.The rain that lasted for just a quarter of an hour may already be comparable to the rainfall of a whole summer in a small town.

The rain connects the sky and the earth, and the magic power and pollution that were originally silent spread in the water.

The black dots quickly smudged on the white paper surface, blooming one after another huge ink flowers.