Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2225 Prisoner

The sound of flapping wings.

The blue bird flew away from Boss Luo in the next second... It took away a name that belonged to it, and at the same time left behind the memory of getting this name.

Even soon, it gradually forgot the name it took away.

It never remembered that it had stayed somewhere and met a guy similar to 【J】.

……

Soon, it landed again, and this time the place where it landed was the monument of mankind... The blue bird slammed into the monument, its body seemed to have penetrated the water curtain, and disappeared.

The inside of the monument is like jumbled building blocks, a large number of three-dimensional spaces are piled up here and there... There is no rule at all.

Then, in the independent space between each other, the body feeling is normal—even if you look in from the outside, people are standing at an angle inside.

"【J】!"

"Latios?"

A sloping independent space... In the house, the head of [J] is sitting in front of a simple long table, wiping a small black wooden stick—the kind most commonly used by magicians, which can conjure flowers magic props.

The little blue bird stood on the table and combed its feathers instinctively.

"Are you the only one?" [J] asked calmly.

"We slipped out of the manor, but [Sunny Day] they were captured again, the guys who came here with us on the airship."

"It's okay." The head of [J] smiled slightly, and after casually tapping the magic wand in his hand a few times on the table, some bird food slowly poured out from the magic wand, "Those people are actually quite interesting. .”

Feeding seems to be a comfortable thing, and the head of [J] caressed the blue bird's head affectionately.

"By the way, [J], I have a question."

"What is it."

"Why am I called Latios?"

[J] The head of the group was surprised for a moment, and asked curiously: "Why do you ask such a question?"

The blue bird showed a confused look, "Just curious, the origin of the name."

[J] The team leader thought for a while and said, "Latios is Latios, and the name is just a symbol. If you don't like it, you can change it to something else."

The blue bird shook its head, "No need, I think the name Latios is quite good."

"Take a break first." [J] The leader patted the blue bird on the head and stood up.

He jumped out of this slanted house, and soon jumped into another upside-down room.In this upside-down house, Princess Angelique was sitting upright on a chair.

In the inverted house, there is also and only this piece of furniture.

……

Not only is she sitting upright, but even her hands are placed symmetrically on the armrests of the chair—she can't actually move.

"Why did you arrest me here?" Her Royal Highness did not panic, she seemed particularly calm.

The head of [J] smiled slightly at this time and said: "I told them that tomorrow you, Cicero, and [Huang] will be executed together."

Princess Angelique couldn't help frowning, "Execution? Let's not talk about Uncle Cicero... [Huang], if you can really kill this guy, it's a good thing."

[J] The leader went around behind the princess, picked up a strand of her hair, took out a comb from his pocket, and began to comb it.

She can't see, she can only feel, but the eyes are indescribable.

"It seems that you really regard killing [Huang] as a lifetime vocation."

Princess Angelie sneered and said, "For a monster born by gnawing its mother's body, is it wrong for me to do this? Don't tell me it wasn't his intention, and he's just innocent... If he is not wrong, then my hatred is naturally not wrong! You don't need to worry about it."

He changed another bundle of hair, continued to comb, and said lightly: "I just think that if a girl's life's career is used to fight and kill, it will be a little bit of a spoiler."

"Aren't you going to waste doing so-called cheap magic tricks without leaving the good crown prince?" Princess Angelique snorted softly.

"It is indeed the number one heir." [J] The head of the group said indifferently: "But it is only the heir... That His Majesty has been able to live since the mythical war until now, and probably will continue to live like this in the future. Whether he inherits or not, there is actually no difference. He created you, created me, created [Huang]... and created her, maybe it was just because of that superficial sense of loneliness and doubts about eternal life?"

Princess Angelize breathed a sigh of relief and said, "But no matter what, you and I enjoy all of this, don't we?"

"On the basis of sucking everything from the gods?" [J] The leader shook his head: "Of course, I didn't mean to deny all of this, and just as you said, you and I enjoy all of this ...Incomparably convenient, born with a superior background, you can even stand in the position where you can take it for granted to persuade people to be kind without hesitation. However, the world is balanced after all, and there is no gain for any effort. The top of the food chain is like plundering endless demands, sister, don't you think it will make the world's scales usher in a moment of complete tilt."

"The remnants of the myth are forever sealed in the Sea of ​​Silence. The royal family controls the power to suppress the world. The demi-humans will never stand up... What happened to the gods in the age of mythology will not happen to humans... us." The princess said in a tone. Determined.

"I think." [J] head said softly: "The gods used to think so confidently."

"Have you had enough trouble?!" Her Royal Highness suddenly became emotional, "When will you let go of this boring sentimentality?! You are the first heir, this is your thing, and your destiny cannot be changed! I will Kill all the guys who want to twist fate! What happened to the gods, I will never let it happen to you!"

"Okay." The head of [J] smiled slightly, "Now it's my impression, what my sister looks like."

He took out a mirror and placed it in front of Princess Angelize.

In the mirror, her hairstyle has changed, it is no longer that noble and glamorous look...it is a girlish style, and she is tied with a big bow.

Her eyes moved slightly.

[J] The leader whispered in her ear: "When I first saw you, you looked like this at that time."

"I'm not..." The princess lowered her head.

"That's right." The head of [J] patted Princess Angelize's shoulders, and said in a brisk voice: "I also prepared a dress for you as the costume for your performance tomorrow."

[J] The team leader covered his hands, and a thin black dress rolled down.

At this moment, Princess Angelique couldn't help but her face was slightly startled, her small mouth was slightly opened, and then she was furious, "You give me... Enough is enough!!!"

There is no doubt that this is a bunny girl dress.

She is the dignified first princess of the empire... how could she? !

"Me! I won't wear it even if I die!"

"Then I'm the only one who is more fortunate. I put it on for you, sister."

"You... you dare?!"

"How do you unbutton the clothes... Now the court tailor's craftsmanship is really getting better and better. Oh? I found a way."

"Wait...wait a minute!!" Princess Angelique said in a panic at this moment: "I... I will do it myself!!"

[J] The head of the group smiled slightly and said, "Sure enough, you are the most understanding sister."

After finishing speaking, the head of [J] jumped out and left the upside-down house, leaving only Princess Angelique staring at the bunny girl clothes on the ground in a daze.

She found that she was no longer confined to the chair.

Her Royal Highness sighed slowly, then silently picked up the clothes on the ground.

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As the saying goes, with a cloud-piercing arrow, brothers come to meet each other, and if they are brothers, they come... Well, there seems to be no such thing as a cloud-piercing arrow in the Holy Land.

But the leader of the [Reservoir Dogs] bandit group also has other means, which can summon all kinds of power hidden in the Holy Land that were born among the low-level demihumans in a short period of time.

It took the entire second half of the night... At around four o'clock in the morning, the leaders of the lower-level forces from all sides of the Holy Land gathered in a sewer camp, discussing something.

Probably how to reach the monument of mankind... Daphne passed by while fetching water, and heard a little bit.

This [girl] was left behind to take care of the turbid witch who was comatose due to the side effect of the predictive dream, and there was also the little girl Tomorrow who exhausted her strength to resist the sword king's sword.

It seems that Daphne can only do these things at present.

The muddy witch on the wooden bed suddenly turned over, which immediately woke up Daphne who was in a daze.

"Are you awake? Miss Sakura!"

"This is...then?" The muddy witch rubbed her head at this moment, and got up with a mask of pain.

"You fainted, this is the place arranged by [Ye Yan] leader." Daphne quickly said something.

"Monument..." The muddy witch was slightly distracted, "I was dreaming... No wonder my head hurts so much. Besides these, did I say anything else?"

Daphne said in amazement: "Miss Ying, don't you...don't remember?"

The Witch of Turbidity shook her head and said, "I will forget most of the things I saw in my dreams... In this way, it will be a little fairer."

"fair?"

Ms. Sakura, the witch, said calmly, "It would be unfair if I am the only one who can know everything about the future."

"... Huh?" Daphne was stunned, then shook her head: "Although I don't understand it very well, maybe... Ms. Sakura, you also have troubles?"

"All sorts of things." The Witch of Turbidity shook her head and glanced at Daphne casually, "Just like you, don't you have troubles all the time?"

Daphne opened her mouth, and then smiled wryly: "I... I'm just with a very small person. Even if there are troubles, they are probably just trivial things. Now everyone is working hard for tomorrow's things, but I……"

"Basically." The turbid witch said indifferently: "The people in this world, whether they are demi-humans or the survivors of mythical creatures, most of what they worry about every day are the so-called trivial things. The tide-players of fate After all, it is only a very small part. For the vast majority of people, the fierce change of forces may be just a night of sleep and a good dream. After waking up, what life should look like depends on What it looks like. It doesn't matter who the ruler is...unless, it's you who wants to participate."

Daphne couldn't help but fell into deeper confusion.

But at this time, the turbid witch was lying down again... the kind of lying flat, doing nothing, but with her eyes open, looking very hopeless, staring at the ceiling.

"Miss Sakura...you are?"

"It's easier to recover this way." The muddy witch said with a blank expression: "Every time I finish my dream, all kinds of bad things will happen to me. At this time, the best way is to do nothing. Minimize the chance of triggering misfortune."

Daphne couldn't help asking: "Is there... useful?"

"Basically nothing." The turbid witch said indifferently: "Except for psychological comfort...but it can still be done to restore physical strength."

"Miss Sakura, are you familiar with the leader..." Daphne asked abruptly.

The turbid witch just rolled her eyeballs, and gave Daphne a casual glance...the kind of dead fish-like eyes, "I'm not familiar."

"So..." Daphne, who always felt that the topic had been discussed to death, couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

The turbid witch said at this time: "You seem to care about that dead man... well, that guy."

At this time, Daphne let go a little bit, sat next to her knees, and said slowly: "He, the leader, took me in when I was most at a loss and had no place to stay, so..."

"Don't worry about it." The turbid witch said indifferently: "He took you in, not necessarily out of kindness, maybe it was just a temporary interest. Perhaps, in his eyes, you are no different from the stray cats on the side of the road."

Daphne said blankly: "Head, what kind of person is he?"

"It's just a bastard who doesn't confess, stirs up fires everywhere, and doesn't take responsibility for putting out the fire." The muddy witch said very meanly.

In fact, she couldn't bear to really scold.

Daphne couldn't help swallowing her saliva at this moment, always feeling a strong resentment that seemed to be substantial, which was emanating from this Miss Ying at the moment.

Probably, the atmosphere of resentment needs to be diverted... or something?
Daphne bit the bullet and said, "Miss Sakura, do you... believe in the existence of magic?"

"Why do you ask that?" The turbid witch really stopped the resentment that seemed to be emitting mildew, and her expression was stunned.

Daphne shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I just talked about this topic when I was chatting with the team leader occasionally... the magic of resurrection from the dead... magic and so on."

"If there is any power that can resurrect the dead, it is indeed magic." The muddy witch said indifferently: "He is not wrong, it is very magical."

You guys, those who foresee dreams or something, split the ground with a sword or something, and those who emit red steam all over their bodies... It's also very magical, okay?

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet again.

Daphne seemed to be a little sleepy, her eyelids were getting heavy, and her thoughts gradually froze in the chaos...Suddenly, the muddy witch suddenly sat up and screamed: "Oops!"

"What, what's wrong?!" Daphne couldn't help being shocked.

The turbid witch touched her belly and said, "I'm hungry! The prophetic dream consumes too much energy, and my stomach hurts!"

"..." Daphne opened her mouth, "I...shall I go get you something to eat?"

"Yeah!" She nodded seriously, "Please!"

Well... it doesn't seem like it's difficult to get along with?
(End of this chapter)