There was still a sweet smell wafting in the air, and that might be Mrs.
Michelle's last gift to the world.With Mrs.
Michelle's death, the caramel syrup protective shell that surrounded Effie dissipated.Ever since Effie realized that it was her beloved grandmother who was slowly aging, she had tears of sorrow at that time.As she watched Mrs.
Michelle turn to ashes, Effie wept silently in the soundproof caramel syrup case, striking the protective film vigorously to get to Mrs.
Michelle's side.As soon as this layer of caramel dissipated, Effie rushed downstairs to Kcherov's location."
Grandma!
Wow!!
”Effie grabbed Mrs.
Michelle's broom and the shirt she had left behind, and buried her head in the clothes that Mrs.
Michelle had just woon.Kercherov didn't know what to say to comfort Effie at this time, so he could only use his remaining left arm to hug the helpless and poor Effie, and gently touched the top of Effie's head.At this time, I can only make this girl cry for a while.Effie felt what seemed to be a warm and furry touch at her feet and glanced down.It was Xiao Ju who traveled alone from home to the concert hall.Xiao Ju understood the grief in Effie's heart, so she comforted and calmed her down in her own way.Effie crouched down and hugged Ju in her arms, her tears falling on Ju's bright orange hair.Xiao Ju's eyes also had pain in her eyes, but she still tried to rub Effie's face, stretched out her pink tongue and licked the tears on Effie's face, as if to tell Effie, "It's okay, I'm still here." ”"Let's go, this place is not suitable for long."
A crisp little boy's voice appeared in the ears of the two of them.And this made Effie look around, only to find that there was no trace of anyone else except the ruins?
Kecherov looked at Xiao Ju with a little deep meaning, and Xiao Ju stared at the man who had brought disaster to this originally peaceful and happy family.Xiao Ju's eyes were indifferent, there was no resentment in them, but there was a little melancholy and helplessness.Such a humane look made Kcherov understand even more that this chubby orange cat is not simple.Effie was questioning the source of the boy's voice, but Kecherov snorted in pain as he clutched his severed arm.The medicine in the body had been suppressing the pain of the wound before, but the potion had been slowly consumed, and the pain hit like a tide.You must know that there are many nerves at the junction of the arm, and Kecherov was injured and then torn off this arm, and it is already a blessing in misfortune that he did not die due to massive blood loss.Effie only noticed that Kercherov was covered in bruises, and before that, Effie's attention after waking up was on Mrs.
Michelle's body, and he did not notice Kercherov's injuries.Krcherov gritted his teeth and nodded at Effie.Effie put down Xiao Ju and let Xiao Ju, who understands human nature, follow behind her, and then helped Kecherov back to the residence first.The two and a cat returned home under the cover of thick fog, and they did not attract the attention of others because of the thick fog along the way.Kecherov was temporarily placed on the couch in the hall, and then Effie fetched a plate of hot water to wipe Kecherov's body.The large and small wounds on his body were shocking, and the epidermis of many of the wounds was turned outward, and the flesh and blood inside could be clearly seen."
Bear with the pain."
Effie took a piece of cloth and stuffed it in Kercherov's mouth, and began the simple debridement work.Khcherov bit down on the lump of cloth, making him shiver with each wipe of the hot towel.During the fight, he ignored the pain due to the profuse of adrenaline, and now every wound irritated his fragile nerves.Kecherov's face was pale and his head was covered with cold sweat, but he never said a word.This big boy with a bit of tenderness at heart understands that Effie can't feel guilty about her injuries, after all, she is also taking care of herself with the sadness in her heart now.Kercherov didn't know how hard the bereavement could be, but he still felt when his beloved dog was lost when he was young.Silence at this time is the best comfort.Effie didn't say a word, silently rubbing Kcherov's scarred body.Although the potion provided by Mrs.
Michelle had previously provided a basic recovery, the secondary injuries sustained after taking the potion could not be healed by the potion.Effie took out the needle and thread and stitched the wounds one by one for Kcherov, and as she stitched up these terrible wounds, she said, "Kcherov, it seems that when I first met you, you were so scarred. ”Kcherov was stunned for a moment, then nodded.The two were silent at the same time, and Effie used scissors to cut the thread used to stitch it up, and then sighed.She went to the potion cabinet left by her grandmother and found a bottle of potion to heal injuries and restore limbs.Of the entire cabinet, only this bottle of potion was stored separately, and the delicate glass bottle contained a liquid that looked like gold.Under the reflection of candlelight, it is beautiful.Unfortunately, neither of the two people present had the heart to look at the beautifully crafted potion, so Effie pulled the stopper from the potion, diluted it according to the recipe, and fed it to Kcherov.She first lifted the weakened Khcherov and then let him lean on top of her.The two people are close together, they can clearly smell each other's body, and they can feel each other's heartbeat.Although the atmosphere at the moment is not ambiguous, it makes the hearts of the two reach the same frequency.Effie took the strip of cloth that Kercherov had bitten in his mouth and fed him spoonful by spoon.After Kercherov had finished drinking the small bowl of diluted potion, Effie was about to get up, only to find that Khcherov had fallen asleep.The physical strength consumed in the big battle has been held up to the present by the will of Khcherov, which should not have been faced at his age, but in order to protect the girl behind him, he stood up without hesitation.Khcherov's physical strength had long since reached its limit, and after drinking the potion, the string that had been tense in his heart finally relaxed.Klelov was on Effie's lap and snoring softly, while Effie waited helplessly for the big boy who had broken into her life to wake up.The night has passed, and Xiaoju has been making noise in the living room and doesn't know what she is running around.Effie herself fell asleep on the couch and woke up with a thin blanket.Khcherov, who was pillowed on his lap, was nowhere to be seen, and Effie stretched and yawned with her mouth covered.I saw Kercherov come out of the kitchen with a bowl of cereal in his hand."
Effie, you're awake."
Effie looked up and saw that Kercherov's originally empty right arm had grown again, but the newly grown arm looked extremely white.Kecherov smiled and said, "The new arm is not strong yet, but you can still make a bowl of cereal." ”Erin also smiled in response, "That's good."
At least it won't affect life too much. ”The two tacitly agreed to try to avoid what happened yesterday and ate cereal quietly."
Oh, by the way, I found this cloth bag on the table, I haven't had time to open it yet, do you want to open it and have a look?"
Kisslov pulled out a cloth bag that looked like it had been wrapped haphazardly.Inside was a copy of the pharmacy encyclopedia mentioned by Mrs.
Michelle, some golden marks, some commonly used potions, and a crumpled letter.Effie spread out the hastily folded letter paper, which was covered with twisted handwriting, mixed with a few of chrysanthemum's cat hairs.The letter contained a very simple sentence, "Leave Mooney." ”Xiao Ju stared at Effie from the cat's nest at this time, carefully observing Effie's reaction.Effie frowned slightly, and handed the letter to Kcherov.Kercherov took it with his left hand, then looked at it, looked up and asked Effie, "I'll let you go." ”Effie's lips moved, and then she put down the cereal in her hand to pack her bags.Seeing this, Kecherov went with her, he didn't belong to this city in the first place, and it didn't matter where he went.And the tail behind him has long since stopped investing in his little minion because of the big events caused by the Cthulhu sect in the past few days.Effie hastily packed up some of her clothes, and finally didn't know what she was thinking about next to the broom left by her grandmother."
Bring it, it will work."
The crisp little male voice appeared again.Effie holds the broom in her hand and is determined to inherit her grandmother's will: to be a good witch.The moment she clenched the broom, Effie's mood changed.From that simple girl, she has transformed into an adult who knows how to consider many aspects.A subtle energy emanated from her body, and the dust in the home floated up, gathered into a small ball and flew out the window."
It turns out that this is cleaning."
Effie thought to herself.Effie's trial was completed at this moment, and it was not only the encounter with Kercherov but also the death of Mrs.
Michelle that made Effie have a state of mind growth.The arrival of Kcherov brought color to Effie's dull life, allowed her to eat delicious Grato, took her to see the beautiful concert hall, and let her know that there were so many magical powers in this world.And Mrs.
Michelle's departure symbolizes the growth of Effie's mind, and symbolizes that Effie knows how to give up and let go; Because only by looking forward can we truly have a good mind.Life is full of choices, and fate will also make things not go to extremes alone, and the duality of fate is the true meaning of the witch trial.Carrying a small cloth bag and her own clothes, Effie said to Kcherov, "Let's go." ”—————— events provoked by the Cthulhu sect have put both the Mystery Investigation Bureau and the overtly municipal authorities into a state of flux.In the city of Munihe, in just three days, there were hundreds of cases related to the mysterious side, most of which were battles between the Cthulhu sect and members of the Yellow Coat."
These damned infidels!
Completely disregard for the safety of civilian lives!
”Jobuterrand said angrily, gritting his teeth.In the past few days, all the investigators under the Mystery Investigation Bureau have entered a state of exhaustion, and they have tried to stop or combat these active mysterious forces as much as possible.And just yesterday, the death of an investigator had already begun, and it was impossible for the investigators of the Mooney Black Market alone to fight the infidels who had come from all over the world through the Mooney Black Festival.The last time he spoke to Fabiai and obtained proxy privileges and the provocation of the underground headquarters, he immediately sent a telegram to the surrounding cities asking for help.But for some reason, the telegram is still missing.Was it intercepted in the middle of the way?
Or is the surrounding city also in a panic?
The answer to this question is still elusive.If we were in an era of advanced information, none of this would have become a difficult point for Jobron.It's a pity that human science and technology at this time have not yet developed to that point, although they have escaped from the primitive and barbaric life, they are still not perfect in information technology.The invention of the corded telephone is indeed an epoch-making product, but unfortunately the defects of this product are too obvious and it is very easy to be targeted by those who have a heart.That is, as long as the telephone line connecting the two ends is interrupted, the phone will become a useless scrap.After confirming that the corded telephone was no longer available, Justrum became anxious.Mr.
Buttrand, who wields temporary agency, is currently responsible for that capacity, but he has never been involved in such a troublesome case.You must know that no matter how calm Jobron is, no matter how much he calculates, there are only a few people he can use.The way he scratched his head and cheeks made Fabiai feel a little amused, and she knocked him on the head."
Don't panic, someone will take care of this soon.I think it would be better to leave this matter to him. ”Fabia said with a grin.After hearing this, Chobuterron thought thoughtfully, and then asked in a loud voice, "Is it difficult to let an investigator above the tiger level take action?"
”Fabia shook her head, and pointed to the ceiling and said, "This is a matter from above, so naturally it will be handled by the people above."
Since these heretics tear their faces and don't follow the rules, then we don't have to talk about the rules. ”Fabia's words made Jobbuterrand suddenly realize that he had entered the blind spot of his thinking, only caring about the chess pieces in the hands of the mysterious investigation bureau, but he did not think of using the power of the world.A middle-aged man in military uniform then knocked on the door of Fabia's archives.He was dressed in a crisp pale yellow military uniform, with countless rank plates on his shoulders and chest, followed by two bodyguards with a powerful figure and also wearing military uniforms.He touched his mustache and waited patiently for the person inside the door to come and open the door for him.Knocking on the door is etiquette, but not opening the door is his dignity.Because in the world, he is a man who can live at the heart of an order.He is the iron-blooded prime minister who dominates the world - Bismarck.