It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

The two-inch-thick oak floor has a good sound insulation effect. While selecting the wine from the wine cellar from the last time Iris Manor, Ella said:

"Okay, what did you want to say just now?"

Ling thought about it seriously before deciding to speak.

"I haven't dared to confirm it before, but that Miss Val Farmigne, how should I put it... I should have seen her."

Ella was startled, and countless possibilities flashed through her mind. She suspected that Famini was an executor, but she could not figure out the other party's position.

Ling denied Ella's guess.

"That person is probably not the executor. She is obviously not from Kleist, and the name Weier is not in the alliance... The last time I saw her was probably at Mary Bridge."

As he spoke, Ling described in detail what happened that day.

"I don't think so many unofficial wizards gather just to make trouble for Kleist."

In the end, she summed it up like this.

"......you mean."

Ella thought for a moment, as if she had caught something.

"Who is behind this, not the alliance or the principal, but a third party force?"

"I didn't kill anyone who was there at the time, but those dark wizards did disappear. The Kleist faction blamed it on us, and ordinary wizards blamed it on the executors For them, there is no difference between the Alliance and the Kleist faction."

"Someone is deliberately creating chaos? But what can that get him..."

Ella rubbed her forehead.

"We don't know what the other side can get, or have got, and that's the biggest problem."

This kind of speaking style is a bit like Fred, and Ling has been influenced by that adoptive father without knowing it.

"In the worst case scenario, those people's intention was not just to cause chaos, but think about what was the most important thing in Mary Bridge that day."

Ella opened her mouth, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly,

"It's me...it's me."

For a moment, the oppressive feeling of being in the center of the storm resurfaced in Ella's chest, making her breathless.

It seemed that someone hidden in the dark had arranged all this, and it was possible that Farmine's contact with her was due to someone's will, which made her feel very disturbed.

"As for Miss Wei'er, she is a little different from the last time I met."

"What's the difference?"

Recalling the scene at that time, Ling slowly frowned.This was a very attractive expression on Valentina's face, but Ella still felt a little awkward, and she wanted to see Ling's original appearance.

"Miss Wei'er at the time... made me feel very dangerous. That breath was like a dangerous knife. This is my spiritual intuition, and my intuition tells me that she can pose a fatal threat to me."

Ella was a little stunned for a moment, she knew Ling's ability very well.Under normal circumstances, traditional wizards are just vegetables waiting to be cut in front of her.

With Ling activating the ancestral curse to strengthen the body, even Ayla herself would find it very difficult.

You know, one-third of Kraft's executive officers in the past generations came from Mephisto.

"But now, that feeling is gone, and she even feels like a normal person to me."

This is not good news. This situation means that Val Farmigne has obtained some means of concealing the aura, or there is a master who is proficient in this kind of magic behind her.Either way is pretty bad.

"Did you prepare any alchemy props this time?"

"The Mephisto family has never paid much attention to this kind of thing. The eye of Hermes is the most suitable for shadows. As for Hyde... Straw seems to have given him a family sacred object, but That guy is mysterious and has never been willing to take it out, it is said that that thing is very suitable for dealing with dirty blood."

Ella weighed the red wine in her hands,

"Okay, let's go back first. It won't be good if it takes too long."

A full quarter of an hour had passed since they entered the underground wine cellar. It was already enough time to find a good bottle of wine.

Back at the dinner hall on the ground floor, the atmosphere hasn't changed much.

Anai glanced at the two people who returned, then quickly glanced at the wall clock, her face turned a little gray.

Feitili, on the other hand, stepped forward as if he was being saved, as if to change the subject or attention.

"Is this the one brought back from my manor?"

"Yes, I can't find anything better here."

It was another 10 minutes before the banquet was about to end.Fittili felt like fleeing, and planned to leave here immediately.

Although the food and desserts prepared by Farminie were delicious, due to various reasons, only Shadow and herself could really enjoy them.

It's late at night, and on the surface, this should be the time when everyone has fallen asleep.But now the only ones who really fell asleep were Miss Wei'er and An Nai who was full of worries.

The five people who had unmasked gathered in the study on the second floor, and a sound-proof and visual-confusing magic enveloped the entire study.

"Let's get to know her again. She is Fitili. Although she is a dirty blood, she can be regarded as standing on the same side as us for many reasons."

After dinner, Ella was alone with the other three for various reasons, and told what happened to Fittili in detail.Now, whether it is Ling, Hyde, or Shadow, they all know that Fitili mistook Ella for a dirty blood, and they also understand the reason why she is wanted by her family.

For a moment, the three of them looked at Fitili with strange eyes, which looked like pity or sympathy, but not all of them.

The metaphor Hyde gave in his mind was very strange. He felt that the way he looked at Fittilly now was like the way a businessman looks at a stupid customer who quotes a high price for a cheap product.

"Hyde Belusay, the number one heir to the Belusay family, is also the executor of the alliance."

He was the first to reach out and hold Fittilly together.

Fittili was surprised that the young man who showed the most malice towards him at the banquet now took the initiative to show kindness.Although the other party's eyes made Fitili a little terrified, it was finally a good start.

"I'm Ling Mephisto, and I'm also the executor of the alliance, just call me Ling."

After not deliberately pretending to be Valentina, Ling became much more comfortable.

"shadow."

Miss Doll's self-introduction is the briefest.

Fittili had also heard about several pure-blood families in the wizarding world, and was a little moved after learning the identity of the other party.

"You are such rare friends, even after knowing who Ira really is, you can choose to stand by her side."

Hyde and Ling glanced at each other. The two who used to be at odds with each other, had a rare tacit agreement, and made a unanimous decision to let Fitili continue to be misunderstood.

Chapter 42 Deal

At nightfall, the executioners and gendarmes on watch in Paris were busy again.The latter silently patrols the streets, while the executors with magical powers will randomly sneak into houses to investigate.

Paris is too big, and it is impossible for them to investigate every person in detail. Residents in private houses and homeless people in the streets and alleys, adding them up is undoubtedly a very huge number.With the hands of executors and police officers, this method of investigation is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Ella and Ling lay facing each other on the big soft bed. She had only arranged rooms for Hyde and Shadow before. At least on the bright side, it would be more reasonable for the newly married Bell couple to live in the same room.

Ella just remained silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ling said, wrapping his wrist around the opponent's shoulder.

"Are you thinking about the day's affairs? Don't worry, since we're here, you don't have to worry about anything."

Ella felt her nose itch from the other's breath.

She turned over, faced the ceiling, hesitated for a moment before saying:

"I'm wondering... what kind of relationship do we have now?"

"Friends? Or lovers."

There was a moist and warm touch from her ear, Ling just pecked lightly on her earlobe, and then left quickly.

"...What does this mean, love?"

She was taken aback for a moment, and then she was dazed for a while before supporting her body with both hands, and turning her head to meet Shang Ling's gaze.

Ling was also thinking, but answered after a moment:

"I do not know either."

This answer was expected by Ella because it was the same for her.Ella couldn't accurately describe this strange feeling, but when she asked this question, the non-existent heart beat in this alchemical body.

Maybe this indescribable throbbing is the emotion itself.

"We are... since when did we become like this."

When did the change start?She didn't quite know, maybe it was the longing in the Snow Country that gradually fermented, maybe it was in the crater or the dream world, or earlier.

"Perhaps when we first met?"

Ling suddenly smiled and said.

"Hey?"

Ella was a little surprised, but before she could continue thinking, she was dragged by Ling.Ella exclaimed, but was already tightly suppressed, unable to break free.

"Since I've been planning for so long, do you think you can still escape?"

Ling snorted, as if declaring sovereignty.

"I won't give you up to anyone, not Shadow, Hyde, or that old woman you hired, Anai, no one!"

"What weird examples are you giving?"

After struggling several times and failing, Ella simply settled down.

"Okay then... I won't run away, what can you do with me?"

She raised her chin provocatively, but she imitated Shadow's expression very similarly.

......

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The next morning, Ella, who changed into the image of a "pharmacist", met the "detective" Miss Melanie Raffili at the Red Opera House.

She wore trousers for easy movement, a suspender shirt and a large jacket on her upper body. Her long brown hair was tied up and hidden in a peaked cap.Melanie now looks like the ubiquitous newsboy in Paris.

On the surface, it has completely turned into a normal opera house, and the passage leading to the underground is full of debris, which looks like an ordinary prop room.

According to Dmitry, the next meeting will be postponed indefinitely.At least until a large number of executors leave Paris, there will be no more gatherings here.During this period of martial law, many wizards have even chosen to flee Paris and find another place to live.