The witch ladies want me to confess my love

At that time, Toby Gerrard was the young master of the Gerrard family. His youth happened to be stuck in a time when the old era was coming to an end and the new era had not yet arrived. He was confused and hesitant. The blending of the old and new eras created his complex character. .That's why it was possible to break through the shackles of morality and fall in love with the maid, but because of the rules of the old era, he abandoned the maid and went to study abroad.

The Sword Witch gave birth to two children for him. The eldest son was legalized by Gerald, while the second son stayed with her. More than 20 years later, when the stranger came to Orleans, this secret relationship was unearthed by chance. "

"It's just a story," Mrs. Foer said calmly.

"Yes, this is just a story. All tragedies can be downplayed with this excuse. Madam, the story of more than 20 years ago is repeating itself... Whenever a person with strong desires puts it into practice, the first to be sacrificed is It’s always the innocent.”

Fourier took out the medicine bottle from his arms and moved it over. Mrs. Foer hesitated for a moment. She could feel the life energy sealed in the medicine bottle. It was exactly what she needed right now.

"You have suffered a serious injury. According to my guess, it was probably an injury suffered in your youth, which has had a long-term impact on your body. The price of this bottle of medicine on the market is approximately equivalent to the annuity of twenty engineers.

It's very precious even to me, so I thought I'd be able to trade it for your secrets, all the secrets about Toby Gerrard. "

"You want to buy and sell by force?"

"No, ma'am, you have a choice, but tragedy has no choice."

"I......."

If the Sword Witch was 20 years younger, she would definitely refuse given her temper.Time made her sword become dilapidated, and her energy declined, turning her into a vulgar little woman who just wanted to keep her peaceful life.

"Just write everything you know in your notebook." Fourier's figure disappeared in the sun, "I look forward to a battle with you."

Fourier's wish to realize the client's miss will inevitably have an impact on Kane Gerrard, and as Kane's biological mother, the Sword Witch will not sit idly by and ignore this conflict. This conflict cannot be resolved, so they finally There is a battle.

From a profit point of view, it seems more cost-effective to kill the Sword Witch directly. Then it would be better to frame the blame on Gerald. However, Fourier is not based on rational thinking all the time. He still has some naivety. thinking, hoping to compete with the swordsman witch who is in the best condition——

In order to pay tribute to the most poetic and picturesque residue of the old era, in order to practice the most powerful swordsmanship.

When Fourier returned to consciousness, he returned the gray crystal blade in his hand to the weapon box. The weapon box was also hidden in the palm of his hand. When he returned to the party, he found that Joan of Arc was surrounded by alcohol and smoke. ·Alter sat in the corner, not participating or talking, pursed his lips, and slightly arched his body in a defensive posture, like a cat abandoned in a strange environment.

Her eyes searched the surroundings until she met Fourier's gaze through the crowd, and her stiff expression softened again.

"You're so slow, are you a middle-aged uncle?"

"No, I just met a colleague and chatted with her for a while. I talked about a story written by an author named Alonso Quijada, about the grievances and hatreds between two generations."

"Who did you meet?"

"The Sword Witch."

"You should have spoken out sooner, Fourier."

"It's not too late to know now, Miss Alt."

Heizhen is simple but not stupid. From Fourier's words, combined with the information she had previously obtained, and the abnormalities she observed, she already understands the true identity of the Sword Witch.

She clenched her fists, and the skin on her finger joints turned pale due to excessive force, and blue veins emerged.She glanced at Phoenix, who was talking to her brother, and slowly stretched her curled fingers. Her nails were filled with the lovely peach color again, and her green-white fingers became red.

It's ridiculous, but it's also true.People who hide their identities from each other coexist peacefully in a small world, until Fourier, a despicable foreigner, arrives. By chance, the fragile balance collapses, and the warm appearance flips, revealing the bloody side underneath.

"Humph, boring, take your sympathy back Fourier, this is a shame." The girl took two deep breaths, and her beautiful pale golden eyes rolled, reflecting the outline of the young operator, "Now that things have happened, what do you think? Can I still retreat?"

"From the time you made your wish, from the time I came here, we have no other choice but to win." Fourier raised his glass, "But at least, we can choose a less bad ending and let the bad guys fall. Hell, and leave good people in the world. Miss Alter, you protect your wishes, and I protect you."

The young man picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, some of the amber liquid overflowing from the corner of his mouth.Hei Zhen was touched, the man's eyes were dancing with flames, and his bright eyes made her heart beat a beat faster - based on Fourier's appearance.

Just imagine, if Fourier was a greasy, middle-aged bald man with an embarrassing odor, when he grinned and smiled at the girl with his yellow teeth, Heizhen would probably be incinerated in the physical sense in response to him. .

When the client was infected by the atmosphere and raised her glass, Fourier stretched out his arm to stop her and said with a serious face: "You can't drink this glass of wine."

"Has someone been poisoned?" The girl suddenly became alert.

"No, you are still a minor, and Sufayela is now a new bee. If you instigate underage drinking, you have to go to the police station and register. I am still innocent on the surface. I have a clean and pure body, and I don’t want to add an extra sum to my file because of such a trivial matter, which is related to the year-end bonus."

Who are you? !

Hei Zhen felt a huge sense of powerlessness and just wanted to get back the emotion she felt five seconds ago.Seeing the man's careless look, she rolled her eyes and pressed her elbow against Fourier's ribs with just the right amount of force.

No.17 Chapter Human Comedy · Together

At night, Fourier saw Hei Zhen watering the flowers with a watering can. From this action, he realized that she had also raised flowers.He stretched out his head to take a look and saw a pot of plant that was past its flowering stage.

Botany was Fourier's weakness. He didn't see the reason. He just saw that the other party was in a good mood and asked casually: "What is this?"

"Anemone, the kind with white flowers." The client replied: "It was given by Phoenix next door, saying it looks like me."

She approached the plant with water droplets on its stems and leaves, turned her face sideways, and pointed at herself at Fourier, meaning "is it really similar?" Fourier imagined the appearance of anemone in bloom, and took a look. I glanced at Hei Zhen's gravity-defying hair. The tenacious growth reminded me of some kind of plant. In addition, the color of the flower and hair were similar, so the anemone sent by Phoenix was a good match.

"I didn't ask for your opinion. Considering that this is the kind of person you are, I have already forgiven you." Heizhen turned away and continued to serve the flowers.

Is it obviously you who came to ask me? !

Fourier sighed and lamented that this underage girl was really willful.

But because she was beautiful, he forgave her.

His attention returned to the notebook. This extraordinary prop was exclusively supplied to the Wang family in the old days, and later circulated in the market. It was mass-produced 30 years ago. While the quality of handmade products was high, the price was also lowered. So much so that the handicraftsmen of the old days had no choice but to make things with large machines without any background or craftsman spirit.

It is known as an extraordinary object, but even poor students do not need to take out naked loans. They can buy just one copy by squeezing out their living expenses. Fourier brought ten copies during this trip, and they were beaten in the imaginary number space. One of them was rotten, so I gave another one to the Sword Witch. I activated another one myself, and there are seven copies left.

Its principle is based on an algorithm that converts the user's magic signal into a limited number of overlapping sinusoidal functions on a plane, thereby generating unique accounts and links, and restoring the relationship between signal input and output to the maximum extent——

After all, we all know that the amplitude and phase of a sinusoid may change, but the frequency and waveform do not change before and after input and output.

Taking advantage of this, activating multiple notebooks with the same account can share information between different users. Of course, it is not suitable for recording important things because its confidentiality is very poor.

Fourier did know several items based on more advanced and complex magic signaling algorithms, but the only drawback of good things was that they were expensive. No matter how willing he was to help others, he was still restricted by the power of money.

Mrs. Foer next door was cooperative, but a trivial matter unexpectedly disrupted Fourier's progress: the Sword Witch worked as a maid when she was young, and after being abandoned, she found a successor to become a housewife - probably the one next door. The reason why Mr. Foer gave up on himself.

If you can make a difference, who would want to live with a woman who carries an oil bottle?

In short, she read too few books and didn't know the importance of learning, so her writing was like ghost characters and full of spelling errors.

But he and Mrs. Foer could only convey information in this way: Imagine if a strong young man knocked on his wife's door while the family next door was away, and after staying there for a long time, he looked satisfied. I was sent out by my wife with tears of humiliation in her eyes...

He explained to the police that he was just here to deliver water, and then he couldn't help but learn a bit. The police would not believe his lies, and they would also say disdainfully, "Sir, I didn't expect you would want to get into a second-hand rustic car that has been in service for many years." The water tank acts as the driver.

Let me reiterate that he is still clean on the outside and has no intention of leaving any stain on the file.

Mrs. Foer added a few details in her notebook:

1° Different from the novel "Old Times", she first fell in love with Toby Gerrard, and after falling in love, she awakened her abilities, and then entered his house as a maid to make it easier to get around and protect him;

2° Her memory had been tampered with, either by Gerald himself or by members of Gerald's family. When she recalled it, a second ago she and Gerald were holding their two sons with a smile on their face. The next second she and Osh were pushed into the river by someone. They drifted downstream and were picked up by the current Mr. Foer. She was in a bad mental state but still young and beautiful. Mr. Foer was an old bachelor. The two of them That’s how we got by;

3° Mr. Foer became the concierge at the Shinra Group headquarters five years ago. He was the reason why she moved back to Orleans. She has always been confused about this, and suspected that Gerald wanted to include her in his family. A strategy carried out to control the scope;

4°Toby Gerald holds two ancient manuscripts. One is full of blasphemous power and is suspected of being a magic book, while the other is densely written with something. The Sword Witch is not very educated and only saw Fáfnir. , La Pucelled'Orléans, Francois Prelati, Abyss and other words, and Fourier could understand that these words corresponded to Fafnir, Les Demoiselles d'Orléans, Francois Prelati and the Abyss (Abyss);

5° On the basis of 3 and 4, she guessed that Toby Gerrard had an ambitious plan, and her encounter with him and the birth of the twins were all part of this plan.

At the end of this long narrative, the sword witch said that the life essence potion Fourier gave her was very useful. The only regret was that the potion smelled like purslane and cheese mixed with a lot of raw garlic, even if they were mixed. So many.After so many beatings from society, Mrs. Foer was still a little overwhelmed.

As a swordsman, she also looks forward to the battle with Fourier, and hopes that Fourier can kill Toby Gerald... without harming her son Kane.

How deep I loved you at the beginning, how fiercely I hate you now, this is human nature.

Fourier raised his head and found Hei Zhen looking at her.

"Ok?"

"Nothing." She responded stiffly.

Fourier wanted to do something, but the time and the occasion were not right, so he asked instead: "Do you know Fafnir?"

"what is that?"

"Where is the Maiden of Orleans?"

"Who?"

"Francois Prelaty?"

"do not know."

"Where's Aweiz?"

"I don't know, ah... that's enough." Miss Client rubbed her head, "These things you mentioned give me a headache. Why did the original process of defeating the bad guys and saving the city turn into solving a puzzle? ah."

Hei Zhen's expression didn't seem to be fake, and there was no need for her to lie to Fourier.Obviously, there is already multiple evidence that, like Sword Witch, Jeanne d'Arc Alter is also a part of Toby Gerald's plan.

The Sword Witch fell in love with Gerard, and it was the latter who wanted to use her body to give birth to Kane and Osh. From the supernatural realm, the twins have special significance and can be used for many black magic such as living sacrifices. As well as materials for subjugation-level spells that must not be touched, mentioned, or known, and have never existed.

So, what role does Heizhen play in Gerald's plan?There is no doubt that it is more important than the Sword Witch.Mrs. Foer was just a useful tool, and the way Gerald looked at Heizhen could be described as passionate.

She was most likely the finished product of this plan.

When he thought this, the way he looked at Hei Zhen changed, and his probing eyes seemed to want to dig out all the secrets hidden in the body wrapped in her silk pajamas.

"You can be in heat for someone like me...you must be a virgin."

The girl subtly misunderstood Fourier's meaning and distanced herself a little. Her eyes were filled with disgust and a hint of wavering.

This misunderstanding came just in time. Fourier smiled and blurred the solemn atmosphere and replied: "He is a virgin."

"You seem...proud?"

"We are both virgins, so let's not hurt each other."

Hei Zhen felt as if her throat was being choked, with a large blush on her face but unable to utter a word. Finally, her eyes were filled with hazy mist, she glared at Fourier fiercely and ran away.

This was intuitively reflected in Fourier's breakfast the next day. The client only prepared hard baguette bread for her. In the end, she couldn't stand the sound of the young operator's teeth rubbing against hard objects and muttered. "I'm so stupid" and pushed her meal over.

"Miss Alt, I thought about it. You were right last night. Your wish should not become a puzzle game. When will "Thunderstorm" start?"

"Next Wednesday."

"Then next Thursday I will grant your wish."

"Is four days enough?"

"That's enough. The pieces of the puzzle are complete. All that needs to be done now is to put them in the right place."

Fourier swept away the food on the table, and his stomach seemed to be connected to another dimension, causing the Engel coefficient of the Kurosada family to explode directly.

After eating and drinking, he and the client parted at a fork in the road. The operator went to the library, while the students went to school. Each of them had their own mission to complete.

In the library, JoJo fulfilled the agreement he made three days ago. He handed an ancient manuscript to Fourier, turned the first page, and a report slipped out.

"This is?"

"A report on the Hundred Years' War." Jota answered.

The Hundred Years' War?

Fourier was stunned for a moment. The Hundred Years War is an interesting topic. From a human perspective, it is the history of two kingdoms fighting each other. It just so happened that one of his colleagues had an eyewitness to the Hundred Years War. told him about another hundred years of war.

"That document involves a girl from Orleans. Her name is Jehane, but according to current custom, she is translated as Jeanne. In this report, she is a hero of France. However, in her father's notebook, the recorder claims that she is The Wang family of the old era used their power to erase her existence. She was forgotten by the world.

Perhaps the exception is my father, who collected a lot of intelligence.The Girl of Orleans has only a first name but no surname in the literature, so in our time, when studying her, her father's surname was added, so people called her Jeanne'dArc, which translates to Jeanne d'Arc or Jeanne. Virtue.

Now, my father is paying attention to the girl named Jeanne d'Arc Alter. Senior, do you think this is a coincidence? "

"No, this is inevitable," said Fourier.

He glanced at the document briefly, then opened the page. The signature on the title page danced wildly into Fourier's eyes. Gilles de Rais, this person's name has remained in history... .As a senior general and dark wizard in the Hundred Years War.

"So, dear junior, what should I pay for this codex?"

Ruota raised his fingers to his lips and blinked. Fourier's hand touched the edge of the weapon box. A cold feeling came from behind, dominating the space. The air became extremely solemn, and the whispers turned into words. Crawling on the floor, on the walls, on the bookshelves and on Jota's face.

Approximately equal to the combat power of 1.7 Mrs. Foer.

Fourier had a prediction in his mind. He turned around and raised his eyebrows. Behind him, Mrs. Gerald, who had been forcibly imprisoned by Gerald and given sedatives, appeared behind him. Her hands and feet were He was restrained by shackles, and the blindfold that blocked his vision was engraved with the image of a broken sword, and his hair danced like a snake.

The bound woman opened her mouth, and a long, forked purple tongue stuck out from her vermilion lips. She said in a strange but clear accent: "Stranger, tell me where the Sword Witch is?"

Chapter 18 Reality and Illusion·Start

Fourier looked at Mrs. Gerard. He had met her once before in a girls' school. At that time, he was too concerned about Gerald and the Portuguese woman's disguise, so he regarded her as an ordinary person. Afterwards, Ruota The narration with Phoenix reinforced this impression, making him think that the other person was just a poor man driven into psychosis.

And now, he felt that it made sense for Gerald to restrain his wife, and it also made sense to give her sedatives... Just replacing a maid led to the liberation of Mrs. Gerald .

"You were so angry at Phoenix and forced Mrs. Foer to take her away that you were preparing to escape from your husband's restraints." Fourier said, "You and Ruota are each other's helpers, and he helped you escape. , led me here, and you are responsible for providing the bait and helping him get Phoenix."

Fourier felt the suppressed sigh of the young man behind him, and knew that his guess was correct.

"In order to attract me as prey, the bait you prepared should be real. In your imagination, it was the gift prepared to drive me to defeat Gerald. It will be the same whenever you give it... After all, these things only make sense while Toby Gerrard is alive, and are dispensable to those of you in the know.

In other words, this is a bad debt, and what you are doing now is to transfer it out under clever names.Of course, I can collect as many bad debts as there are. Collecting rags is also one of the professional skills of an operator. "

"Very good, a young man like you is really lovable." Mrs. Gerald licked her lips, "As for my question, you must never answer I don't know. Mr. Fourier, just look at it from the outside. You are here to fulfill someone's wish, but in Gerald's plan, you, or the outsider element you represent, is also an indispensable part.