She isn't dead yet?Did she escape?She actually wanted to help Prince Edsack revenge?The moment he saw Tris, Klein, who was standing behind the curtains of the master bedroom, almost couldn't control his expression.
Although he had vaguely guessed based on the previous conversation, when the facts came to his eyes, he still felt that this was beyond his imagination.
Even without dream divination, he could still recall some of the conversation between Tris and herself before the Beckland smog incident. At that time, she couldn't wait to get rid of Prince Edsack's control and get rid of the manipulation of her fate by the mastermind behind the scenes, and felt that daily life was full of pain.
Such a witch who was originally a man would sell her soul to the evil god in order to help Prince Edsack revenge?
What kind of scene is this third-rate romance novel!
Klein's mouth twitched, and saw the butler Walter throwing a bag of food to Tris, and heard him give him a few words, then turned around and walked out of the hidden passage.
At this moment, from Klein's own perspective, a figure was drawn out from the house of Macht's MP, and quickly approached the sewer entrance along the shadow of the street. It was Heroul, who possessed the thief's magical items.
This will meet Walter's... This is not like the entrance to the sewer, it is obviously the main entrance to the lively market!Klein looked down and almost raised his right hand to cover his face.
When he arrived at the entrance of the sewer, Heroul observed left and right for a few seconds vigilantly, then moved the manhole cover and climbed down. The whole process was completed in one go without any sluggishness.
Stepping on the slightly slippery ground, she moved forward quickly along the rusty iron pipes and the slowly flowing sewage river with clear purpose.
Suddenly, she felt cold behind her back, her spine became cold, and hairs stood up.
Immediately afterwards, Heroul seemed to fall into a river with frozen surface, and felt a large amount of coldness quickly occupying his body.
She saw in horror that she took the initiative to take the other direction and walked straight to the wall with iron pipes, and all this had nothing to do with her will!
Fear quickly filled Hayroul's mind. She finally got rid of the stiffness of her thoughts and poured all the spirituality she could control into the necklace on her neck.
The necklace is strung with seven green and transparent stones, and is located at the same distance from each other. A circle of tiny diamonds are inlaid around it. In an absolutely dark environment, there are still subtle fluorescence.
Suddenly, one of the stones lit up, and the emerald green light reflected Hairoul's beautiful face gloomy.
She paused her movements against the wall, her feet moved forward awkwardly, and then took them back one after another.
At this moment, Hairoul felt the coldness in his body appearing briefly dull.
Without hesitation, she lit up another transparent green stone with her spirituality, raised her right hand, aimed it at herself, and twisted her wrist suddenly.
At the same time, there were some mysterious symbols and patterns in her mind, and her spirituality and vocal cords also had some temporary changes.
She stole the resentful soul roaring this very ability!
Heroul was about to open her mouth and made a sound desperately, but she felt her hands lose control again, covering her mouth hard, hard, and quickly.
Her scream turned into a whimper that only existed in her mouth. Her feet took light steps and came to the wall in a few strokes, turned into a fork in the road, and then squatted into the pure darkness.
She struggled hard, but it was useless, and even the necklace around her neck was difficult to do.
Hairoul's dark brown eyes were wide open, full of fear and unwillingness, and two crystal tears began to slowly slide down the corners of her eyes.
At this time, Walter groped out of another fork, returned to the entrance of the sewer, and climbed up quickly.
When he quietly flipped into the Dawn Dances mansion at 160 Berklund Street, Heller suddenly regained control of his body, and felt that the terrible coldness disappeared.
She first raised her hands in surprise, took a look with her night vision ability, and then looked around in horror, as if there were unknown and countless monsters hidden in the darkness of the sewer.
Heroul then touched the necklace in front of him with his right hand, stood up carefully, and approached the entrance.
She ran without panic, always on guard against attacks from the depths of the darkness.
Finally, she returned to Berklund Street and saw the light radiating from the iron-black gas street lamp poles, illuminating the road with traces of rain.
Only then did Hairoul speed up and run towards her home. Halfway through, she suddenly turned back and moved the manhole cover to a closed state nervously and panic.
After doing all this, she followed the shadow of the street and returned to her own garden, using the gas and tap water pipes to enter the balcony of the bedroom.
It was not until this time that she truly had the ability to think. She opened her eyes wide and subconsciously watched left and right, and her body gradually showed obvious tremors.
She raised her left arm and wanted to wipe her face with clothes, but there was a pause on the way, so she took out a handkerchief from her pocket.
…………
Heroul still has basic coping ability, not a pure rookie... In the sewer, Seniore, wearing a triangle hat and a dark infrared jacket, showed his figure and said silently.
Then, under Klein's control, he disappeared again and entered the hidden fork where Tris was.
Resentful Soul As soon as he approached there, Tris in a black long skirt raised his head and outlined a smile that coexisted with weakness and stubbornness:
It seems you have no malice.
The lady was lucky.
She actually noticed what happened to Hairoul and discovered the resentful soul!
Seniore's figure instantly emerged, and he laughed:
Maybe it would be even more trouble to just kill her.
To be honest, he wanted to report Triss because he knew what evil things the other party had done, how she instigated the passengers and crew of the Alfalfa to kill each other at sea, and how she made innocent lives die ahead of time. However, after discovering that Tris was investigating the mystery of Prince Edsack's death, Klein had a new plan, which was to drive the witch to cooperate with her in this matter.
The mystery of Prince Edsack's death is almost equal to the truth of the Beckland smog incident!
Investigating this matter must be very dangerous. It will make me feel guilty about getting others involved and afraid that they will be hurt or even die. If Tris does it, there will be no such psychological burden. The crime she committed should have brought her to hell!
The only problem is that she might be planning her own affairs by investigating the mystery of Prince Edsack's death, and she must beware of this so as not to be exploited and cause disaster... Crane thought about it while allowing Seniore to move forward two more steps.
Tris looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a faint look, and chuckled:
Since you have malicious intentions, then do it, Mr. Seniore.
At this moment, in the secret doll's senses, there were countless invisible silk threads floating and showing off around Triss, while she sat in the middle with a pale face and dark dress, like a spider lying on the core of the silk screen, but it was full of the temptation that made people cherish and get close.
Do you know me?The secret stopped at the right time.
Tris responded with a dazed and confused expression:
I once spent an unforgettable period on the sea.
At that time, you were still a man... Klein complained in his heart and smiled:
Why do you investigate Prince Edsack's death?Didn’t he commit suicide?
Tris raised his head suddenly, and a little anger appeared on his face:
Suicide is different from suicide. Some people are voluntary and some are forced.
No, she really seems to care about Prince Edsack’s death… Miss, have you forgotten that you were once a man?
Have you forgotten the pain mentioned before?
Could it be that the so-called Stockholm syndrome, after being forced for a long time, will the little kindness shown by the other party get several times or dozens of times more grateful and attachment?
Well, I'm not an audience, I can't tell if her performance was disguised... Cline made Seneol laugh:
So, do you think Prince Edsack was forced to commit suicide?
You are looking for William Sykes to investigate this matter?
The anger on Triss's face disappeared, outlining a sad smile:
right.
It was him who forced Edsack to commit suicide, using bullets that could destroy spirituality. However, he also obeyed others' instructions. Hey, he explained everything to the end of joy. Haha, I still didn't let him touch me. I also showed him my previous photos. He died in pain and despair...
I can't imagine what William encountered...Tris's mind was still as twisted as before... The witch who arrived at the joy stage really had her own charm. One expression and one action could attract people... However, it can be seen thatTris has restrained these well and only used them when necessary... She was promoted?
Or because of love?
Crane asked Seniore to ask:
Who is it?
When asked this, Klein did not expect to get the answer, but Tris chuckled and said:
Viscount Steford.
The royal court guard chief.
Although he had vaguely guessed based on the previous conversation, when the facts came to his eyes, he still felt that this was beyond his imagination.
Even without dream divination, he could still recall some of the conversation between Tris and herself before the Beckland smog incident. At that time, she couldn't wait to get rid of Prince Edsack's control and get rid of the manipulation of her fate by the mastermind behind the scenes, and felt that daily life was full of pain.
Such a witch who was originally a man would sell her soul to the evil god in order to help Prince Edsack revenge?
What kind of scene is this third-rate romance novel!
Klein's mouth twitched, and saw the butler Walter throwing a bag of food to Tris, and heard him give him a few words, then turned around and walked out of the hidden passage.
At this moment, from Klein's own perspective, a figure was drawn out from the house of Macht's MP, and quickly approached the sewer entrance along the shadow of the street. It was Heroul, who possessed the thief's magical items.
This will meet Walter's... This is not like the entrance to the sewer, it is obviously the main entrance to the lively market!Klein looked down and almost raised his right hand to cover his face.
When he arrived at the entrance of the sewer, Heroul observed left and right for a few seconds vigilantly, then moved the manhole cover and climbed down. The whole process was completed in one go without any sluggishness.
Stepping on the slightly slippery ground, she moved forward quickly along the rusty iron pipes and the slowly flowing sewage river with clear purpose.
Suddenly, she felt cold behind her back, her spine became cold, and hairs stood up.
Immediately afterwards, Heroul seemed to fall into a river with frozen surface, and felt a large amount of coldness quickly occupying his body.
She saw in horror that she took the initiative to take the other direction and walked straight to the wall with iron pipes, and all this had nothing to do with her will!
Fear quickly filled Hayroul's mind. She finally got rid of the stiffness of her thoughts and poured all the spirituality she could control into the necklace on her neck.
The necklace is strung with seven green and transparent stones, and is located at the same distance from each other. A circle of tiny diamonds are inlaid around it. In an absolutely dark environment, there are still subtle fluorescence.
Suddenly, one of the stones lit up, and the emerald green light reflected Hairoul's beautiful face gloomy.
She paused her movements against the wall, her feet moved forward awkwardly, and then took them back one after another.
At this moment, Hairoul felt the coldness in his body appearing briefly dull.
Without hesitation, she lit up another transparent green stone with her spirituality, raised her right hand, aimed it at herself, and twisted her wrist suddenly.
At the same time, there were some mysterious symbols and patterns in her mind, and her spirituality and vocal cords also had some temporary changes.
She stole the resentful soul roaring this very ability!
Heroul was about to open her mouth and made a sound desperately, but she felt her hands lose control again, covering her mouth hard, hard, and quickly.
Her scream turned into a whimper that only existed in her mouth. Her feet took light steps and came to the wall in a few strokes, turned into a fork in the road, and then squatted into the pure darkness.
She struggled hard, but it was useless, and even the necklace around her neck was difficult to do.
Hairoul's dark brown eyes were wide open, full of fear and unwillingness, and two crystal tears began to slowly slide down the corners of her eyes.
At this time, Walter groped out of another fork, returned to the entrance of the sewer, and climbed up quickly.
When he quietly flipped into the Dawn Dances mansion at 160 Berklund Street, Heller suddenly regained control of his body, and felt that the terrible coldness disappeared.
She first raised her hands in surprise, took a look with her night vision ability, and then looked around in horror, as if there were unknown and countless monsters hidden in the darkness of the sewer.
Heroul then touched the necklace in front of him with his right hand, stood up carefully, and approached the entrance.
She ran without panic, always on guard against attacks from the depths of the darkness.
Finally, she returned to Berklund Street and saw the light radiating from the iron-black gas street lamp poles, illuminating the road with traces of rain.
Only then did Hairoul speed up and run towards her home. Halfway through, she suddenly turned back and moved the manhole cover to a closed state nervously and panic.
After doing all this, she followed the shadow of the street and returned to her own garden, using the gas and tap water pipes to enter the balcony of the bedroom.
It was not until this time that she truly had the ability to think. She opened her eyes wide and subconsciously watched left and right, and her body gradually showed obvious tremors.
She raised her left arm and wanted to wipe her face with clothes, but there was a pause on the way, so she took out a handkerchief from her pocket.
…………
Heroul still has basic coping ability, not a pure rookie... In the sewer, Seniore, wearing a triangle hat and a dark infrared jacket, showed his figure and said silently.
Then, under Klein's control, he disappeared again and entered the hidden fork where Tris was.
Resentful Soul As soon as he approached there, Tris in a black long skirt raised his head and outlined a smile that coexisted with weakness and stubbornness:
It seems you have no malice.
The lady was lucky.
She actually noticed what happened to Hairoul and discovered the resentful soul!
Seniore's figure instantly emerged, and he laughed:
Maybe it would be even more trouble to just kill her.
To be honest, he wanted to report Triss because he knew what evil things the other party had done, how she instigated the passengers and crew of the Alfalfa to kill each other at sea, and how she made innocent lives die ahead of time. However, after discovering that Tris was investigating the mystery of Prince Edsack's death, Klein had a new plan, which was to drive the witch to cooperate with her in this matter.
The mystery of Prince Edsack's death is almost equal to the truth of the Beckland smog incident!
Investigating this matter must be very dangerous. It will make me feel guilty about getting others involved and afraid that they will be hurt or even die. If Tris does it, there will be no such psychological burden. The crime she committed should have brought her to hell!
The only problem is that she might be planning her own affairs by investigating the mystery of Prince Edsack's death, and she must beware of this so as not to be exploited and cause disaster... Crane thought about it while allowing Seniore to move forward two more steps.
Tris looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a faint look, and chuckled:
Since you have malicious intentions, then do it, Mr. Seniore.
At this moment, in the secret doll's senses, there were countless invisible silk threads floating and showing off around Triss, while she sat in the middle with a pale face and dark dress, like a spider lying on the core of the silk screen, but it was full of the temptation that made people cherish and get close.
Do you know me?The secret stopped at the right time.
Tris responded with a dazed and confused expression:
I once spent an unforgettable period on the sea.
At that time, you were still a man... Klein complained in his heart and smiled:
Why do you investigate Prince Edsack's death?Didn’t he commit suicide?
Tris raised his head suddenly, and a little anger appeared on his face:
Suicide is different from suicide. Some people are voluntary and some are forced.
No, she really seems to care about Prince Edsack’s death… Miss, have you forgotten that you were once a man?
Have you forgotten the pain mentioned before?
Could it be that the so-called Stockholm syndrome, after being forced for a long time, will the little kindness shown by the other party get several times or dozens of times more grateful and attachment?
Well, I'm not an audience, I can't tell if her performance was disguised... Cline made Seneol laugh:
So, do you think Prince Edsack was forced to commit suicide?
You are looking for William Sykes to investigate this matter?
The anger on Triss's face disappeared, outlining a sad smile:
right.
It was him who forced Edsack to commit suicide, using bullets that could destroy spirituality. However, he also obeyed others' instructions. Hey, he explained everything to the end of joy. Haha, I still didn't let him touch me. I also showed him my previous photos. He died in pain and despair...
I can't imagine what William encountered...Tris's mind was still as twisted as before... The witch who arrived at the joy stage really had her own charm. One expression and one action could attract people... However, it can be seen thatTris has restrained these well and only used them when necessary... She was promoted?
Or because of love?
Crane asked Seniore to ask:
Who is it?
When asked this, Klein did not expect to get the answer, but Tris chuckled and said:
Viscount Steford.
The royal court guard chief.
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