The witch ladies want me to confess my love

When Hei Zhen was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.Fourier made a questioning gesture, and the owner of the room nodded. He stood up and opened the door. The silhouette of a middle-aged woman came into view, holding a pot in her hand.

After seeing Fourier, the woman took a step back with a frightened expression on her face, and even wanted to turn around and leave.

"If you are looking for Miss Alt, you are not looking for the wrong person. If you are looking for me... maybe you are not looking for the wrong person either."

Fourier stepped out of the way. He felt that this lady looked like someone he was destined to have. He was deeply impressed by the Sword Witch's fat but still flexible figure, so he looked at the lady's wrist and found that there was a Sleeves securely guard.

"Hello, Mrs. Foer. Ah, this is not an outsider. He is my lawyer. He is helping me handle some procedures. You should have heard what Phoenix said."

Heizhen poked her head out, and when she mentioned the name Foul, Fourier knew that she was the wife next door, the biological mother of Osh and Phoenix.

He stretched out his hand to take the pot. Mrs. Foer lowered her head and retracted her hand quickly.Fourier's face was calm, and he watched the woman go back after saying nothing to Heizhen.

The young man opened the pot and took a look. There was half a pot of stew inside.Hei Zhen wiped her hands and said, "I said I didn't need to send it, but I sent it anyway."

"Ok?"

"It's not a big deal. It's just that when I first moved here, the mother and daughter next door helped me a little, and I also shared the safe ingredients I bought with them. I couldn't eat them all by myself. , the neighbor next door is sometimes so hungry that he drinks crow soup to get a false sense of fullness, and his poor appearance makes people unhappy.

Then, we developed this relationship, where I would share ingredients with my neighbor from time to time, and my neighbor would give me meals in return.

Ah, don't get me wrong when I say this, it's just because I accidentally heard about you in the afternoon and I'm back now.If you dare to have any evil thoughts, be careful, I will burn you. "

Fourier smiled. He already had a bold idea about the wife next door, and he would look for opportunities to verify it in the future.When he fought with the Sword Witch, he left three wounds on the opponent: two intersecting wounds on the right wrist holding the sword, and a third one on the collarbone...

During the fight, he could feel that the Sword Witch had suffered serious injuries in the past. It was these injuries and her age that caused her to suffer more injuries when she fought with him in his prime.

As a price, the back of his left hand was also hit by the opponent's sword, leaving a purple mark.

The quality of Fourier's weapons is not as good as Kane Gerrard's sword that can fire light cannons. However, it is of the type that is marketable and priceless on the market. It is left behind after being scratched by pairs of sharp crystal blades. The wound was so identifiable that one could easily tell whether Mrs. Foer was the Sword Witch or not just by looking at it.

If you think about it this way, Mrs. Foer's evasive attitude after seeing him became more suspicious. He was in disguise during the battle. The Sword Witch may have seen through it on the spot, or she may have shared information with Toby Gerrard. That's why he accurately positioned the opponent he was fighting as Baptiste Fourier, so that he had a reaction the moment he saw him in reality.

However, the opportunity for identification is not that easy to find. If you get too close to the neighbor's house, you will be misunderstood as to what you think of Phoenix next door, and the client will really burn him in a physical sense.

Fortunately, he had a plan B.

Starting from the appearance of a figure who was suspected of being a sword witch, Fourier thought about what chain reactions this breakthrough would have on others. He remained silent at the dinner table, which made Hei Zhen sitting opposite have a little... ...anxious?

She has become accustomed to the chatter of her cohabitant. She feels that just answering his questions or complaining about some flaws in his words makes her feel that time flies by. And when the young man is silent, time suddenly becomes dull in her feelings. It's been a long time.

She was used to being alone, but Fourier's arrival made her feel uncomfortable with loneliness... although only a little bit.

This nasty man!

Fourier didn't know that he was angered. After he felt the client's eyes falling on him, he raised his head and smiled.

"What are you doing? You laughed suddenly. It's so disgusting." Hei Zhen turned his head slightly.

"In the store where I work, what should I say about my colleagues? Both of them are very self-centered individualists. If the needle is pointed at the enemy, the store will be demolished. My boss is also I like to support the fire, so I stepped forward to mediate.

Just now, it was a conditioned reflex. "

"It's not easy for you either." Hei Zhen sighed.

"After all, I get the maximum salary in the store, and I always do things worthy of the maximum salary. For the sake of salary, my problematic colleagues and bosses have forgiven me."

"Are you sure you're not the one to forgive them?"

"I think so too," Fourier lowered his head, "a monster who claims to be a swordsman even though he doesn't use a sword, a monster who is immortal, a monster who alone is a legion, a monster who always persecutes the witch system No. 3 for no reason. .

I'm a human, how can a human defeat monsters? "

Are you human?Heizhen thought, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard since I met you. Maybe you were too into the joke, so you really took it seriously.

When Fourier was fighting with the sword witch, Ouch was too far away to appreciate the majesty of the battle between the two top swordsmen, but Hei Zhen, who had already burned the special forces to death, saw something different.

What gathered on the broken ancient sword of the Sword Witch was sadness, but what gathered on Fourier's swords was something more powerful and dangerous. She even had the illusion that Fourier's swords were alive. When the weapon was drawn, the crystal blades of different colors sang the same old song.

"I have a bold idea, Miss Alt."

When Fourier raised his head after finishing his self-isolation, Hei Zhen hugged her arms as if reflexively, thinking that she hadn't taken a shower yet, so there might be a smell... Wait, what does taking a shower have to do with it?

"Well, well, you say."

She turned her face away so that Fourier could not see her expression.

"I may know who the Sword Witch is. To prove this idea, I may do something that crosses the bottom line in your opinion..."

When he said this, he heard the quarrel next door.

"Phoenix!" Mrs. Foer's angry voice penetrated the wall, "Look what you have done!"

Chapter 15 Human Comedy · Cheng

Heizhen and Fourier initially paid little attention to the family disputes next door. The Balkan powder keg next door exploded every day, so that the positions of the grotesque and the everyday were reversed.

However, this time the object of the quarrel and the intensity of the quarrel were beyond imagination. The resident and the hostess looked at each other, opened the door, walked outside, and knocked on the door of the next room.

"You're here just in time, take her around to relax."

Osh's embarrassed look was reflected in Fourier's eyes. He pushed Phoenix out, who was covering his face, and Hei Zhen caught him easily.Through the crack in the door, Fourier saw Mrs. Foer rolling up her sleeves. Her right wrist had become bloody.

If this is accidental, then it is a misfortune; if this is deliberate, then it is a sacrifice...Fourier respects sacrifice, and a mother can do this for her son, even as an opponent Respect should also be given.

This is something only the most poetic remnants of the old era would do. In the new era, the relationship that makes up a family is money.

Heizhen accompanied Phoenix, the two girls walked in front, and Fourier stayed behind at a suitable distance, so that it would not be offensive and could hear what they said clearly.

Phoenix kept crying, and Heizhen was not a considerate person. The awkward atmosphere lasted until Phoenix shed all his tears.In the girl's intermittent and unclear narration, Fourier restored this scene:

Kane and Phoenix are master-servants and underground lovers. The eldest son of the Gerrard family has been a little messed up by a series of things recently. The one that hurt him the most was the swordsman wearing a My Little Pony mask who severely wounded him with a single sword blow.

Kane was originally a child with low self-esteem, sensitive and fragile. He finally gained some self-confidence by bullying prostitutes with krypton gold. After being hung up and beaten by krypton gold players, he realized the fact that he was a waste——

All thanks to Fourier!

Waste will only run away when faced with problems. Kane had the idea of ​​"the city is too busy, I want to go back to the countryside." He had lived in the countryside before, and it was far away from his family's three pillar industries: krypton gold, selling silver and smelting copper. Very recently, using the excuse of managing an industry, Phoenix and I moved to a country villa to live a happy and carefree life, wouldn't it be wonderful?

That was his plan, but somehow the news leaked out and Mrs. Gerald found out.The gloomy Portuguese woman looked sickly and frail, but her temper was frightening.She bypassed her stepson and the second-class maid, and directly sent someone to notify Mrs. Foer, informing her of Phoenix and Kane's relationship, and asked Mrs. Foer to take him back.

Phoenix was fired, and Kane was introspecting behind closed doors at home, but neither of them gave up on their relationship.Mrs. Foer had a headache about this. She quarreled excitedly with her daughter and accidentally scratched her wrist with a kitchen utensil.

For Fourier, Phoenix's dismissal is a good thing and a bad thing: from a good point of view, Phoenix has always been a hostage in Gerrard's hands when it comes to letting Osh or Heizhen act. They were all afraid, and now it was easier for them to protect her;

From a bad point of view, Phoenix is ​​a very stable intelligence point for Heizhen and other resistance organizations. She has served Mrs. Gerald for a long time and can witness many secrets inside the Gerald family and inform the outside world. Now this channel does not exist. .

However, judging from the client's expression, she did not think of this, but was simply worried about the other party and did not know what to do.When she saw Fourier, her eyes lit up. The young operator understood what she wanted to do, but he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, so he raised his hand and said, "I'll buy some oranges. You guys are here." Don’t move around here.”

"Oh, you just came here and you are not familiar with the place." Heizhen blocked Fourier's retreat and lowered his voice and said, "You understand what I mean, hurry up."

"Ok?"

"I suspect you are pretending to be stupid, and I don't need evidence." The girl sighed, "Just...do me a favor, and I will repay the favor."

She left Fourier and ran away, as naive and rogue as a child, making people laugh.

Fourier looked at Phoenix. She was standing under the streetlight. The darkness covered her face like a veil. She probably didn't want outsiders to see her ineffective appearance and maintained the last trace of dignity.

Fourier could see it, but he chose not to see it.

"I'm fine, Mr. Strife, don't force yourself to comfort me." Phoenix laughed, "You can forget about some things after crying. I'm fine, Kane is fine, and we will all be fine. My mother, master, and wife will eventually understand us. As long as people do enough good deeds and continue to be patient, they will definitely live a good life in the future, right?"

But Fourier only felt sad for a while. The reason why Phoenix cheered up was because she felt that she still had hope, that she could get through hard times with patience, and that true love could overcome all obstacles.

This girl played the role of a tragic woman who falls in love with a man she cannot fall in love with in "Thunderstorm" rehearsed by the drama department of a girls' school, and in reality it is similar.Mrs. Foer's fierce opposition to this relationship was a preview of tragedy. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Fourier glanced at Phoenix's belly and sighed slightly.

"Yes, a girl like you will definitely be happy. You are hard-working, literate and arithmetic, kind and gentle. Whoever marries you is really lucky. It makes onlookers look as sour and full of lemons. Jealousy."

Fourier made a gesture of covering his mouth, imitating the scene of being sour after eating a lemon, which reasonably explained why his words were full of bitterness and also made Phoenix laugh.

"You can't say these words in front of Joan of Arc, otherwise our friendship will come to an end."

"She won't care if I say it to my face. We are not the kind of relationship you imagine."

"You like her very much, and she also cares about you. Kane and I were like this at first," Phoenix looked at the shadow on the road tenderly, "We both had a vague feeling that we liked each other, but neither of us wanted to speak first, so we were in a stalemate. We waited for a long time, hoping to use our brains to think of a way to lure the other person to confess first. Finally, he spoke first and we got together.

Therefore, I feel that you are the same way, so I don’t want you to stage a similar plot.If you like someone, you must say it properly, otherwise you will lose many opportunities to create precious memories. If Kane and I could have done it earlier..."

She kept her mouth shut to avoid recreating her grief after the tears had run out.

Fourier solemnly replied: "I will keep your matters a secret. If there is anything I can do for you, please contact me."

"But you and Joan of Arc went to the capital at that time. It was so easy to contact her, but you always felt a little lonely. Mr. Strife, please be nice to her."

Fourier nodded, and soon the client came back. Judging from the speed at which the ice cubes melted on the edge of the glass of the refreshing drink she bought, she had been waiting nearby for a while.

After that, the three of them walked around the neighborhood twice. By the time they returned to Phoenix's house, Mrs. Foer had calmed down. She looked at her daughter with a cold face and said nothing, while Phoenix lowered his head and pursed his lips. His mouth was silent.

"Do you have time?"

Osh stopped Fourier, and Heizhen returned to his home. He handed Fourier a cigarette he had rolled, and he lit it after being rejected by the latter.

"The Gerrards need a lesson," Ouch told Fourier. "My sister said that when my mother went to the Gerrards' house, she met Toby Gerrard. When she came out, her face turned pale and her mood changed. To the extreme, she must have been humiliated... Rich people are always like this, they always put all the blame on us because we are poor."

"Is Mrs. Foer okay?"

"Her wounds have been treated, but she can't do heavy work for the time being. I will ask my friends to help when they are free. In addition, thank you and Miss Alt for taking care of my sister. There are some things that are inconvenient to tell my family. "

"She is emotionally stable now and full of hope." Fourier organized his lines carefully, "If you fight with your sister's sweetheart, she will definitely be in trouble."

"I know, that's why I found you. You were sent by the big shots in the capital to deal with Toby Gerrard, and Miss Alt is your facilitator, helper, and guide, so you pretended Came here as a lawyer.”

The fragmented information led Osh to make a completely wrong judgment, and Fourier deliberately condoned this wrong judgment and asked: "I probably understand what you mean, if I can solve Toby Gerrard, Kay En will also suffer disaster, then your sister's love affair will naturally end, and the sky will be clear again after a brief period of clouds, and your father will no longer be troubled by this forbidden relationship."

"Whether it's personal grudges, righteousness or anything else, we all have reasons to deal with Gerald, so why not join forces?" Osh stretched out his hand, "Mr. Strife, I think we can become friends."

"I already consider you a 'friend', Mr. Foer."

In the next two days, Oush called some friends to help his mother with an injured wrist do heavy work. They originally had a plan to renovate their home. Mrs. Foer could do the work of two people by herself, so the loss of her valuable labor force could only Called someone else to help.

Osh was well-known in his circle, and there were many people who were willing to serve him. A group of young people worked happily together during the day, repairing and filling up the dilapidated Foer house, making it look brand new.

Phoenix slept in Heizhen's bedroom for the past two days, and Fourier wisely went to sleep in the bathtub.When it was completed two days later, they hosted the helpers at a nearby restaurant. Only Mrs. Foer, who had an injured wrist, did not attend.

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity to go to the toilet, Fourier arrived at Mrs. Foer's house first and knocked on the door——

"Madam, open the door quickly, the bottled water you ordered has arrived."

So said Fourier.

No.16 Chapter Human Comedy·Revolution

Fourier was holding a large wooden bucket in his hand, wearing a hat and sun protection clothing, as if he was really a porter delivering barrels of mineral water.Unlike the lawyers from the law firm who carefully disguised themselves as "contrasting black and white", this was just the result of a temporary combination of illusions.

What was in his barrel was not mineral water, but a pistol and a dagger. Two of the crystal blades in the weapon box had exhausted their energy in the previous battle with the Sword Witch. The high-energy crystal he bought was to recharge the crystal blades. can.

"Or would it be better if I go talk to your son about his relationship with Toby Gerrard?"

These words made the silent room stir, and the door opened silently. When Fourier moved one foot from the light to the shade, his illusion was lifted, and the pistol and dagger were held in his left and right hands respectively.

Mrs. Foer, or the Sword Witch, cast a disdainful look at Fourier's weapons. She belonged to the old times. People in the old times often attributed great power to themselves and believed that the older they were, the more mysterious they were, and the more mysterious they were, the more powerful they were. rules.

Then, a new era arrived, the violence of steel and fire exposed lies, and the four fundamental forces redefined the world.Trample tradition, sneer at decay, observe everything under a microscope or analyze it with formulas, and reverse the rules. The older you get, the more ignorant you become, and the more ignorant you are, the weaker you are. You can only look back at history to paralyze yourself... .These people who are gradually eliminated by the times are called the remnants of the old era by the people of the new era.

Deep down in his heart, Fourier retained respect for the Sword Witch, so while considering her a remnant of the old era, he added the "most poetic and picturesque" description to her.

Mrs. Foer sat in a chair at the end of the room, with a toolbox at her feet.After Fourier completely entered the room and closed the door, the sword light burst out from the tool box, passed through Fourier's body, and then returned to the tool box.

"My real body is still eating frankfurters and drinking ale with everyone in the beer hall. Madam, please stop doing useless work."

"You think this little mortal toy can deal with me?"

"It's precisely because I was holding a toy that I allowed you to open the door, madam." Fourier put the dagger and pistol back in their holsters. "If I had come to the door with the crystal blade, you and I would have probably fought by now."

"I won't fight you here, and I know you won't fight me here either." The Sword Witch made a sign of invitation, "In that case, everything around here will be destroyed. Do you care about the child next door? And I care about my family and would never make a choice that would destroy my family."

Besides, you are no match for me now.Fourier thought to himself.

The Sword Witch's physical fitness has passed its peak, and the weapons are at least 200 years behind Fourier from a technical perspective.The bruise she had given Fourier on the back of his hand had almost faded now, while the three wounds Fourier had given her had worsened, especially on the wrist of her dominant hand, which had just been wrapped with herbs and bandages, if Holding the sword hard at this time will definitely cause the wound to burst, and the pain will cause her moves to deform, and deformation means flaws.

"I respect your wrist injury, it's a great sacrifice," Fourier said.

The Sword Witch shook her head: "You guys always like to sublimate things to a high-level perspective, but the truth is much more vulgar than fantasy. This wound is really just an accident. Even if I want to do it, it must be for me. For myself and for my children.”

"I will treat you as telling the truth. You are not a pawn that Gerald put on the chessboard, but I came to help for your son. Once I understand this problem, I understand that you are not my enemy, but a destiny." swordsman."

“Are people in the new era always so spontaneous?”

"No, it's not grudges that bind me, but desires. After I came to Orleans, I heard rumors about the love story between Toby Gerald and the Sword Witch, and in the library, a man named Alonso Someone from Jihada wrote about the details of this love story. Apart from the author’s own bias, I can roughly restore the scene like this:

This generation of sword witches was abandoned by the previous generation of sword witches for unknown reasons. Instead of receiving education as a transcendent, she entered the Gerald family and lived as a maid.