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

If in the past, even if Hyde was not good at physical skills, he would definitely be able to pick up the glass bottle before it fell to the ground with the reflexes brought by the spirit far beyond ordinary human beings.The side effect of the Ascension Ritual did not weaken his reaction power, but what the hell is, his arm is more than ten centimeters shorter than the impression - the distance is the devil.

Before the wine bottle shattered and made a noise, a slender and powerful hand picked it up in the air and pushed it back along the table.

"I'm looking for you."

Ling moved a stool and sat across from him, speaking bluntly.

"what's up."

Hyde swallowed, the accident just now made him break out in a cold sweat, and his clothes were sticky to his body, making him uncomfortable.

"You've already heard about what happened in the morning, about the batch of goods purchased by Lucien."

The short-haired girl was originally quite tall, but now she was a head taller than him. Hyde had to raise his head to meet her murderous eyes.

Yes, murderous.

Hyde bit the bullet and replied:

"I know, it seems that the fifteen scaled horses brought by the mercenary leader were stolen by the mob."

"This will delay the departure of the mission. Ella can't wait that long, so this matter can't be left alone."

Hyde's eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and it was not like he had never thought about this problem.If we only look at their strength on paper, as long as there is no Wendigo among the group of people, the two of them can easily deal with hundreds of beast-shaped armed mobs.

But the shadow had already told them the result of being alone, not to mention those who could kill the dirty blood of the slave hunters in the wilderness were obviously not ordinary small groups of refugees.Although there is no reason to prove that this is the same thing as the disappearance of the shadow, but his current power is not complete, and he has to look at things more carefully.

"You mean the two of us...Maybe we also count Fiennes, Captain Lucien, do they know about this?"

Ling thinks no less than Hyde,

"Not yet, maybe he'll stop us, but it's not something we can compromise on. We'll probably only get a bunch of horse bones if we get there late."

"But I mentioned this to Schiff. Afra has him and the griffin, plus the wizard group is completely enough to protect himself."

It seemed unintentional, but Ling really didn't count the two filthy bloods and Wei'er Farmini with an unknown attitude in the combat power.

"The thought of you makes me so sad."

A voice came from outside the room,

"I'm also very concerned about the safety of the members of the group. Things can no longer be considered a success at this point. If there is another downsizing, it may damage my evaluation in the family."

Lucien lifted the curtain, followed by Schiff and Fittilly.

"I have better ideas."

Ling was a little surprised by his appearance, but just nodded for Lucien to continue talking.

"Even if you get to the mob camp, I personally think there won't be many Linma left there."

"I just negotiated with the slave hunting group through Mr. Walkley. They are willing to accept twice the original price to improvise ten horses. The transportation route is still the same as last time... The difference is that they do not serve as guards this time. .”

Speaking of this, Lucien's dark gray eyes flashed.

Hyde caught the hidden meaning in the other words,

"You mean let's make bait?"

"No, the bait is still the cargo, and you are the fish—a shark that will drag the boat overboard."

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Zhang Tui "Girls Frontline Directed Collapse"

Chapter 61 The Bloody Past (Ask for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month

Fifty miles to the east of Afra is another large-scale gathering place. Although it does not have natural mines and relatively rich food resources like Afra, it is even richer than the former. .

However, this phenomenon is due to a relatively reasonable reason. As the stronghold of the slave hunting group, the wilderness gathering place named "Jhoshaphat" is also a hub for all surrounding towns to exchange materials.Except for a small number of commodities that clearly challenge the rules of Enoch City, you can buy minerals, food, fresh water, weapons and even slaves-including anything you want, and you can get it in the wilderness.

The black land was covered with smoke and grass ash, and a dozen carriages, which were very simple in terms of the material world, were driving on the wilderness between the two cities.

Although crude, but according to Nord's standards, this kind of car shed does not have many patches, and the horses are of the same size and appear to be quite neat. It is no longer a luxury that small forces can afford.

In fact, these scaled horses are one of the most valuable items in a caravan.

In one of the carriages mixed in, there were four people sitting in two rows at the moment whose clothes were incompatible with the wilderness.Each carriage was covered with a wide black sackcloth, and it did not look any different from the outside.

Ling sat upright in the carriage, maintaining an unchanging balance on the bumpy road.Her sitting posture is elegant, impeccable from an etiquette or artistic point of view, but this is not to show curves on purpose.

If you look carefully, you will find that her body is trembling at an invisible frequency, which means that Ling's power is in the most perfect state of accumulation. In this case, she It can deliver a fatal blow to the enemy from any angle at any time.

Hyde leaned against the corner of the carriage seemingly casually, playing with the iron ring on his thumb. In this position, his spiritual vision can cover the entire convoy. As long as any abnormal situation occurs, his mental shock will immediately Cause a lot of trouble to the enemy.

Walkley, the mercenary leader, is also sitting in the carriage of this carriage, and Victoria is silent as if asleep in the end.

Apart from Walkley, not many people knew the location of the last attack on the cargo, and at the same time, including him in this operation was a kind of surveillance in a sense.Although this possibility is unlikely, if Walkley is an internal agent in collusion with the mob, then he will definitely die in this operation.Judging from his expression before he set off, this person who has lived in the wilderness for a long time and has valuable experience and wisdom certainly understands this relationship.

"Don't be so nervous, gentlemen and ladies, we still have at least three more hours to reach Afra, and the mob may not be so close to the gathering place."

Although the straight-line distance from the Jehoshaphat gathering place to the town of Aphra is only fifty miles, the terrain within it does not allow the convoy to pass the shortest route, and the terrain such as swamps contains incalculable curses Breath, even a wizard can hardly stay in that environment for a long time.

"Don't worry, I can maintain this state for at least five hours. This distance is not a problem for me."

Ling said calmly.

Although she obviously hasn't slept well in the past few days, but with her physique, she only needs one to two hours of rest to adjust back to the ideal state.

Hyde subconsciously calculated the mental and physical energy required to maintain this state of accumulation, and then couldn't help shivering.If he were to fight Ling head-on now, the odds of winning might not be even [-]%.

"If I am in a perfect state without using the Ascension Ritual..."

He quickly calculated again, and came to the conclusion that the odds of winning were less than [-]%. Even so, he was still adding Mitterstin to the calculated data.He had to admit that he was far inferior to the lunatic of the Mephisto family in frontal battles.

He recalled the conversation he had with Straw before. The current Patriarch of Belusay admitted frankly that if he confronted Fred head-on, he might not even have a [-]% chance of winning.This comparison made Hyde's heart quickly become balanced, and his mood became much more comfortable.

After all, [-]% to [-]% is an intuitive figure that is clear at a glance, but what Hyde did not consider is that this gap in frontal combat power will only continue to widen in the future, and there is no possibility of narrowing it.

Half an hour passed, the carriage passed a relatively smooth section of road, and there was no movement outside.

Ling opened her slightly closed eyes, and glanced towards the direction outside the carport. Although there was only a little gap between the curtains and the wooden boards, she could also recognize that the driver was the filthy old man who owned a tavern in the town of Afra.

"Speaking of which, it's really fortunate that you can find additional combat power at this time."

Schiff and his griffin were too conspicuous to use as bait, and he and Fitili were left to protect Ayla and the non-combatants of the embassy.Fittili has recently shown obvious abnormalities, and Schiff even had to pay some attention to her.But what is surprising is that Fittili took the initiative to arrange for Victoria to participate in this operation, which greatly relieved Schiff's pressure, but her actions also made Ling feel more puzzling.

Now relying on twenty elite wizards and griffins, the second son of Mephisto can completely stabilize the situation in Afra Town.

But in this case, the only people who can use it are Ling, Hyde, Fiennes, Victoria and the ten alliance wizards.Enoch's agent, Maer, could not leave Aphra casually, so in order to make up for the lack of combat power, Lucien successfully hired an old filthy blood who could move freely in the town through some unknown means, and Bill also accepted the proposal silently with a gloomy face.

"Bill was very powerful when he was young, and he was quite famous in the towns near Aphra. Many people believed that although he did not belong to a clan, he would not lose to the nobles of Enoch."

Walker said in a nostalgic tone, ignoring the driver's increasingly gloomy expression.

"What is the strength of the dirty blood species based on? Is it just the strength of the bloodline?"

Hyde asked a little curiously. He still remembered the situation when he encountered Victoria on the 29th Champs Elysees in Paris. The girl at that time should not have awakened in the true sense.Speaking of which, he couldn't help but glanced at the latter, while Victoria was still holding the heavy multi-barreled repeating rifle in his arms, and buried her small face in the shadow of the hood.

"In most cases it is, at least the original blood race is--a large part of the blood blood pariahs were originally ordinary humans, so various skills are their housekeeping skills. Bill seems to be a man before he became blood blood Sharpshooter."

Dance under the Moon

That was more than a month before Fred's second visit.

"Ling, what are you doing?"

Ella looked curiously at Ling who was busy in the kitchen. The latter drove the resentful Annai and Farmini out of the kitchen early this morning, which seemed very abnormal.

Not only today, Ella has seen empty back tubes and pillows around her more than once in the morning for more than a week.

You know, this guy is quite lethargic most of the time, and Ella doesn't understand why a person can sleep from ten o'clock the first night to two o'clock the next afternoon.Especially wizards often don't need too much rest because of their own mental strength, but this common sense is broken time and time again in front of her eyes, setting new time records again and again.

But this lazy guy has been getting up earlier than himself almost every day recently. Thinking of this, Ella's face becomes a little unnatural.

Shadow was lying not far from the table, she was not kicked out or managed to sneak in when Ling was not paying attention, she was resting her elbows on the back of the chair with great interest, observing the situation on the chopping board. A soft light yellow dough.

Ella twitched her small nose, and she seemed to smell the delicious mixture of cream, butter, and sucrose in the air.

"moon cake!"

Ling re-tightened her loose apron, and wiped her face with her hand. The flour mixed with sweat turned her into a big tabby cat.

"YUE...what's that thing?"

Ella felt that she didn't hear clearly, or didn't understand these two words with strange rhythms. They sounded a bit like the uncommon incantations used in the "Seven Chapters of the Secret Sutra of Xuanjun".

"It seems to be a kind of food in Ling's hometown. It probably means moon pie... But obviously, what she cooks is not authentic."

Shadow interjected, and conveniently took a piece of melted chocolate from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. At the same time, he still didn't forget to tease the tabby cat beside him who didn't intend to wash his face.

“The mad woman got rid of the old lady in the bakery and baked it for me once when I was a kid, just once – I’ve never had anything that tasted so good.”

Ling seemed to be reminiscing about something that impressed her deeply, and even her eyes lit up.

At this time, Hyde opened the door and walked in, throwing several bags of dark nuts of different shapes on the table.

"Damn—you know how much work it takes me to crack these nuts?"

Ella fetched a towel casually, moistened it with water and wiped Ling's painted face.

"So what the hell is going on here?"

Ling sat back on the stool, took a piece of dough, kneaded chocolate sauce and nuts into the dough with a spoon, then took a clean knife from the shelf and started carving.

"I'm not particularly clear—but the madwoman told me before that my hometown uses a different calendar from the Gregorian calendar. According to the calculation method of that calendar, today should be August NO.15, which is the first day of autumn. The middle of the second month is also the 'Mid-Autumn Festival' in my hometown."

At first, she read the name of the festival in Chinese with substandard pronunciation, then after thinking about it, she changed it to a word that was easier for Ella and the others to understand.

"A festival in the middle of autumn?"

Ella repeated it, growing interested in it.

Hyde nodded and added:

"I've heard a little bit about it. People in the Far East believe that this is the day when the moon is the biggest and brightest in a year. Although this is not necessarily accurate, for wizards, the magic tide on the moon tonight will indeed be much stronger than usual. The chef at White Rose Manor has made moon pies like this before, but—"

He pinched an oval-shaped piece of dough from the table, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.