miss mist go with the flow

As soon as the voice came out, Avna felt a little regretful.

What kind of people are Amy and Sirin, how could they joke with her about this kind of thing, she quickly remedied, and said quickly: "I'm going to make people stare at him!"

"He is an advanced spellcaster with strong vigilance. I suggest you do it yourself," Sirin said.

Sirin has seen Avna's stealth technology before, and she judges with conscience that Miss Cat's combat ability is actually not strong, but her stealth is really powerful. In extreme cases, she can even hide from Sirin's perception for a short time.

In fact, Sirin's stealth is not weak, but she achieves it through magic, and she is not as professional as Avna.

"In this case, I won't be able to stay by your side as a guide." Avna was a little confused.

The selection ceremony of the saintess in Twin Springs and matters related to Discord are actually not within the scope of Afna's responsibilities, she just came here to join in the fun.

The contradiction is that her main task now is to obey the orders of Amy and Sirin and serve these two big bosses well, but Sirin and Amy happen to be interested in Dissonance and want to pay her to follow...

"Focus on this person first. If he meets and talks with people, he will probably be a member of Discord. Then you will notify us as soon as possible and catch these cultists. It will be a great achievement. Even if you fail to catch the mastermind, catch a few A little shrimp can also write down a few notes in the military merit book." Sirin saw through Avna's thoughts and continued: "As for our safety, you don't have to worry, we are not that delicate."

Afna pursed her lips and thought for a moment. She took out a pocket watch and looked at it. The hour hand pointed to one o'clock in the afternoon. Meet at the East City Gate."

After finishing speaking, Afna planned to enter the stealth state, but was held back by Sirin.

Sirin said in a deep voice: "Avna, you have to remember that a stalker is not just acting alone. If you encounter a special situation, you should make a big noise and ask for help, and we will rush over immediately. Your own life is in greater danger than Credit for arresting cult members, no risk!"

Afna nodded, looking at Sirin with a trace of respect in her eyes.

At this moment, Lukes suddenly turned into a fabric shop on the side of the street.

Covered by walls and crowds, Sirin was not sure about Lux's movements for a while, nor was she sure whether Lux had discovered the existence of them.

Avna's figure had disappeared, and Sirin concentrated her attention on perceiving it carefully, and finally captured the almost blurred figure of Miss Kitty on the roof of the single-storey building on the street.

It was the flowing wind that sent the message to Sirin. If she was in the quiet room, she would not have locked on to Afna so quickly.

"Let's take a stroll around here, don't be too far away from Avna." Sirin said.

Naturally, Amy and Rosa would not refuse.

Amy held Sirin's hand, tilted her head slightly, and said softly: "If you don't consider that person's contact with his accomplices, just take him down, maybe the best way to deal with it."

There is a difference between members of Discord and members of the Black Arts Association. Although they are equally addicted to evil forces, the former still retain normal thinking and reason, are more cunning, and harder to catch.

This method of fishing with a line may cause the fish to escape directly and end up with nothing.

On the contrary, if you really catch a fish, it will be a big harvest.

In the following period of time, the three of them walked around the shopping street, and Sirin helped Amy eat half of the dried fruit, half of the vegetarian pie, and drank a bowl of so-called black tea that was almost full...

Lukes may also have noticed that someone was following him. He changed his clothes and attire in the fabric store and left through the back door, but he still couldn't escape the sight of Amy and Sirin. Avna had already followed Luke. A few meters behind Max, she gave full play to the characteristics of the cat family in her blood, her steps were light and agile, her body was vigorous, and there was no unnecessary sound at all.

Amy and the others followed from a distance, and after Lukes left the commercial street and entered a relatively empty residential street, they stopped and handed over the rest to Afna.

The direction of crowd flow was opposite to the direction Lukes was leaving. Amy was considering where to go when she saw a familiar face in the crowd on the street.

It was the convict named Sharina, and her companion seemed to be named Beatrice.

The dressing style of the purple-haired Convict still upholds the subtle sense of astringency. The light-colored long skirt is slightly transparent, and the inside is a small white shirt, which brings out the beautiful curves of the front chest and waist.

While walking, the hem of the skirt was staggered, and the tight black stockings outlined the slender legs. The thighs were slightly plump, but they were just right.

She didn't notice Amy and Sirin, walking on the street with a long stick, looking around, as if looking for something.

The flaxen-haired Beatrice tugged at Sharina's arm, as if having an argument with her, with a slightly unhappy expression on her face.

Amy is about to go up to say hello. She and Sharina are no strangers to each other, and her magic eye [Eye of Conviction (Pupil of Conviction)] was drawn from Sharina. Greetings are also understandable.

When she took Sirin and walked over, Sharina, who was scanning left and right along the road, also noticed the two of them.The light in Condemnation's eyes shone slightly, and he immediately reached out and pressed the center of his brows, pressing hard.

"Sarina, and Miss Beatrice, I didn't expect to meet the two of you here." Amy took the initiative to say hello, "Are you here to participate in the selection of the saintess?"

Beatrice took Sharina's arm and responded to the greeting: "What a coincidence, Miss Amy, Miss Sirin, and this one?"

"You can just call me Rosa, sister." Rosa stepped back and put herself in the position where the attendants and guards should be.

"Well, Sister Rosa." Beatrice said, "We are indeed here to participate in the selection of the saintess. To be precise, the archbishop notified Sharina to participate in the election, and I accompanied her to join in the fun."

It wasn't until then that Sharina suppressed her eager eyes of guilt, and with an embarrassed smile on her face, she greeted Amy and Sirin again, and said, "The archbishop insisted on asking me to come here. I don’t have much desire for a seat, after all, she is no longer a girl in her teens or 20s. But the old man told me that this ceremony is very noisy, and there may be people with discordant voices to make trouble, so I still come here.”

Amy shrugged and said, "The archbishop is right. Before we met the two of you, we had already found a person with a dissonant voice."

"Is that true? Where is he?" Sharina became excited in an instant and asked quickly.

"I've asked my friends to keep an eye on it." Amy said, "See if you can catch a few big fish. You don't have to act in a hurry, don't startle the snake."

Sharina took a breath and said, "I understand. If there is something that can be of use to me, Miss Amy can explain it."

"Let's talk about it depending on the situation." Amy gave a sloppy look and didn't give a specific answer.

Sharina can barely reach the combat power of a platinum-level professional without opening the eye of guilt. If the magic eye is opened, her combat power will be greatly improved, but with Amy present, she may not be able to fight. able to hold on to one's own consciousness...

So, if it's really a fight with a master in Discord, Amy doesn't want Sarina to be there.

Amy thought for a while, then changed the subject, and said, "I think you were looking for something just now, do you need our help?"

Sharina shook her head with a complex expression, and her voice sank: "I saw a girl who looked very similar to my sister, but in the blink of an eye, the girl disappeared, and I didn't see it after searching for half a circle."

Beatrice on the side said helplessly: "My little sister, the selection of the saintess will start soon. As a candidate, you have to arrive early. There is no time to delay here!"

"Miss Amy, Miss Sirin, I'll go now, see you next time!" Sharina had no choice but to bid farewell to the two of them quickly.

Amy pursed her lips. Sharina did say that she had a younger sister, but she was taken away by bad guys when she was very young. In that incident, Sharina also lost her parents, which became her awakening The opportunity of the eyes of guilt.

"If we meet a girl who looks like you, we will pay attention." Amy said to Sarina's back.

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The Traveler's Song: Chapter 145 An Abnormal Sin

Sharina had already been dragged away by Beatrice, and she didn't know if she heard what Amy said.

After parting with the two, Ami decided to move closer to the house that Afna had left. It should not be too close, so as not to overwhelm the enemy, but it should not be too far away, otherwise they might not be able to arrive in time when Afna asked for help.

"Dong dong dong."

The sound of the bell tower struck rhythmically, and Amy was too lazy to listen to the number of knocks, so she took out her pocket watch and took a look.

The pointer reached two o'clock in the afternoon, and it had been an hour since Avna left them to follow Lukes.

The crowd on the shopping street was much thinner than before, and most of them had gathered in the square in the west of the city, which was the official venue for the selection ceremony of the saint.

Although today is only the first round of selection, there are many members of the Gospel Church, and the overall atmosphere is still very lively.

Ami checked her watch and decided to wait for news from Avna first.

Sharina also participated in the selection of the saint. This girl is considered to be the half-adopted daughter of the archbishop. She is well-known within the church. It should be no problem to pass the first round of selection.

The other candidates, Amy, were not very interested. What she was interested in was the legendary first saint, but she might not show up today.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ceremony at Shuangquan Square will start at three o'clock."

The store owner looked at the three of Amy and reminded in a low voice: "If you want to watch the selection of the saintess, you have to leave now."

The store that Amy is currently visiting is a handmade jewelry store.

This shop occupies a small area, and the decoration is very warm. The owner is an old man in his sixties with a gray beard and a slightly stooped figure. His left hand is habitually behind his back, and his eyes are always squinted.

"Not in a hurry." Amy was playing with a metal hairpin in her hand, with admiration in her eyes.

This hairpin is like a branch, the top is dotted with plum blossom petals, the material is not high-end, but the craftsmanship is top-notch, the overall shape is like a winter plum in the snow, quite beautiful, it can be called a fine product.

Amy usually uses headbands to tie her hair, and occasionally she just let it loose. She didn't choose this hairpin for herself, but for Xilin.

After turning the hairpin around between her fingers like a pen, Amy patted Sirin's arm and said, "Squat down a little, and try to see if this hairpin fits well!"

There are no extra chairs in the shop, if Sirin stands upright, it will be difficult for Amy to fiddle with her hair because of the height difference.

With a doting and helpless smile on Sirin's face, she squatted down in front of Amy.

Amy pulled up Sirin's long dark blue hair, made a comb with her fingers, roughly tied it into a bun, and then fixed it with a hairpin.

She is not very good at braiding hairstyles, so after a few random moves, she got a rough shape, then let go of her hands and took two steps back, admiring her "masterpiece".

Sirin's eyebrows were drooping, and her long hair was rolled up to reveal her neck. The curve of her shoulders and neck was perfect, and the classic bun added a touch of elegance.

"Pretty good!"

Amy looked at the shop owner, "How much is this hairpin? I bought it!"

"I'm just a small shop here, and the materials used for the things are not expensive, and I rely on handicrafts." The shop owner said, "You can give me three silver coins and five silver coins. The total price will not exceed one gold coin."

Having said that, in fact, the material used for this hairpin is only about one silver coin, and the extra price is considered as processing fee.

Ami fell in love with this hairpin, so naturally she was not stingy with the little money, and put out five silver coins, piled them on the counter, and pushed them in front of the boss.

The shop owner made a deal, and he also smiled happily, even saying that the customer was generous.

Sirin accepted the hairpin, scanned the shelves in the store, and picked out a gift for Amy.

What she was looking for was a small top hat with a black base and silver thread for stitching. The blend of silver and black was done very well. There was also a small red flower embroidered on the outside of the brim of the hat. Do embellishment.

This little top hat can't cover the moon elf's pointed ears, and its function is not much different from that of a hair accessory. It probably can't be worn in public, but its shape is cute and playful, and Amy will look good wearing it on her head.

During this time, Sirin also saved some private money, bought a hat with the money, handed it to Amy, and whispered: "Let's go back and try again at night."

She knowingly whispered in Ami's ear again, and Ami rolled her eyes, because there were outsiders present, and she didn't bother to teach this disobedient bad woman any more.

The three were about to leave the jewelry store when two people walked quickly outside the street.

Walking in front was a girl who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with smooth waist-length black hair, a cute face, and a pale pink dress. She walked very fast, so as not to let the skirt catch her feet , and reached out to pick up one side of the skirt.

Behind the girl was a maid in her thirties. The maid outfit on her body was a classic black and white long skirt. Her figure was a little plump, but she was classy and considered a beauty.

The girl with black hair and pink skirt was obviously coming towards Amy. She stopped in front of Amy, stared at Amy's face with big watery eyes, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Amy was taken aback by the little girl who rushed over suddenly, she leaned back slightly, took Sirin's arm, and frowned at the girl.

The girl's face has not yet fully grown, and her face is a little immature. She is a little taller than Amy, only two or three inches, not very obvious, not to the extent that you need to look down or look up.

Amy felt that this face seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but when she really recalled it, she had no clue.

The girl didn't speak, so she could only speak first: "Little girl, do we know each other? Why are you staring at me like this?"

The girl in the pink skirt shook her head, sniffed, and poked her head forward, getting closer to Amy.

Amy turned her head to look at the maid, and said, "Your lady troubles me..."

The maid also had a somewhat helpless expression on her face. She bowed and said, "Ma'am, our Miss Shaye has a weird temper. It may be that she has found something of interest in you. She didn't have any malicious intentions. She didn't mean to offend you." Please forgive me!"

"I still have things to do, can you ask your lady to step back?" Amy pointed to the girl in the pink skirt who was about to hit her face, and said.

This little girl looks very cute, but her behavior pattern is a bit weird, and Amy doesn't want to have too much contact with her.

The maid put her arms around the girl's waist and tried to hug her away, but the girl who hadn't said anything struggled to break away from the maid's hand, leaned in front of Amy, and said, "Sister, you are beautiful, and you smell good too. , can you be my friend?"

The girl seemed to be a little stuttering, speaking intermittently, which seemed quite difficult.

What kind of hardcore dating is this?

Amy frowned and said, "Sorry, I don't plan to make friends right now, and I don't know you too well, so I'm leaving now!"

After that, she dragged Sirin to the side.

The little girl named Shaye tried to chase, but was hugged by the maid behind her. Rosa also leaned over to block her view.

"Really, no, can you be my friend?"

Sha Ye shouted as if struggling, her voice was very pitiful.

Amy couldn't help but looked back, only to see that the girl in the pink dress seemed to be glowing, and those dark and deep eyes were inexplicably attractive, making her subconsciously want to get closer.

Shine——

The sound of the sword sounded, bringing back Amy's consciousness.

Xilin looked at the girl in the pink skirt and the maid with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what your identities are, if you use this method to confuse people, don't blame me for being rude!"

The cold aura on Xilin's body seemed to frighten Shaye, she struggled a bit, then retracted into the arms of the maid, turned her head and said nothing.

"I'm very sorry!" The maid bowed again and apologized, "Just now that was Miss Shaye's innate ability, she still can't control this power very well, and often loses control, but she just wants to make friends with a few ladies, really no offence!"

Sirin ignored it, sheathed her sword, hummed, and walked away quickly, holding Amy's hand.

As the distance between the two sides drew away, Amy breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly an inspiration flashed in her heart. She looked at the girl named Sha Ye from a distance, and opened the [Eye of Conviction].

With just one glance, Amy was shocked and gasped.