Primordial Sequence

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the gramophone in Heston's Cafe was playing the most popular songs at the moment. Kerosene lamps were hung neatly on the walls, illuminating the entire cafe. Camus looked at the girl holding the coffee and said My own question, I just felt the vague mental fluctuations in her body.

Anna took a sip of coffee and turned to look out the window, "Well... I drank the 'Forger' potion the day before yesterday. I will use "purity" as my noble quality and create my own holy garment. . "

Kamuo's fingers tightened when he heard this, "Pure? What do you mean? Can't you choose something else?"

Anna showed a flower-like smile, "We Saints all pursue noble qualities, sincerity, friendliness, unity, etc. I chose purity. Although no zodiac sign has chosen me yet, I can be the 'Successor' the way."

"Heir?"

Anna picked up a grape and fed it into her mouth. "The Constellation Holy Cloth is limited, but it can also be inherited. The competitor of pure quality is the least of all qualities. The pinnacle of pure quality is the 'Virgo Golden Saint'." Clothes', the most noble, beautiful and pure holy clothes in the world."

Kamiu was stunned, "Your enemy is a golden saint who can rival the gods. Did you choose the wrong one?"

Anna clenched her little fists, "Virgo Shaka? This is just my dream. In fact, my highest ideal goal is just the 'Cygnus' Saint Cloth. Let's talk about it if it really comes to that day."

Kamuo looked at the little cat man and moved his lips, "I think the 'quality of sincerity' is also acceptable. Why don't you choose this as your noble quality."

Anna shook her head, "I have lied before. The zodiac sign will see through your heart. Sincerity and quality are impossible."

"Elegance? Elegance is okay."

Anna shook her head, "There are too few elegant and high-quality holy clothes, and they all have owners."

Camus took a sip of coffee, quietly closed his eyes and listened to the sweet music. After a while, he opened his red and blue eyes.

"Congratulations, Anna, you have found your own way. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Anna looked at Camus sincerely, her bright eyes seemed to be able to speak, "Mr. Camus, thank you for your help last time, for helping me get out of crying and grief. Maybe my mother will look at me in the sky, um ... Maybe just look at me."

"puff……"

Kamiao almost spit out the coffee in his mouth when he heard it, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Ahem..."

After coughing a few times, Mr. Camus looked at Anna carefully. Her mother had become his spiritual being. If she knew, would she dismantle herself alive?

"Mr. Camus, are you okay? Does the coffee not taste good?" Anna showed a caring expression, and Camus quickly waved her hand.

"It's okay, it's okay. I was in a hurry just now. His coffee is really delicious."

Anna glanced at Camus' coffee and showed an expression of admiration.

"His coffee is the bitterest from Caldecott, but it tastes very good when you add sugar. I didn't expect you, Mr. Camus, to like pure coffee. Isn't it bitter to you?"

Camus glanced at the cup and took another sip with an expressionless expression, "Well, is it bitter? Is it okay? Are you still studying?"

Anna nodded, "I'm still studying at Cadde City University of Astronomy, what about you?"

Kamuo smiled and said, "Maybe we will become classmates. I am preparing to take the entrance examination to astronomy university. Do you have any opinions?"

"Really, Mr. Camus?" Looking at Anna's expectant expression, Camus nodded.

"Oh, God of War and Wisdom, this is really good news. Do you need me to borrow your book?"

"Well, you think I need those books?"

Anna clenched her chin and thought for a long time, then started counting with her fingers.

"You need to know "Constellation", you need to know a little about "Comet Movement Theory", and you need to know "History of Astronomy". That's about it. It's pretty simple."

When Camus heard that there were only three books, he showed a relieved expression. Susie didn't lie to me, astronomy is indeed not complicated.

"Um...Miss Anna, can you mail these books to me? I live at 77 Golden Oak Street. Thank you."

Anna showed four small fangs and lifted the coffee cup, "No... cheers, you will be my junior from now on. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"clang……"

Two coffee cups collided in the air. At this time, the rain outside the window also stopped. Camus leaned on the chair and smiled while looking at Anna who was eating seriously.

"Do you need me to take you back later? Or do you have something to do here?"

Anna stuffed a piece of pudding into her mouth, "Ugh...I'm going to get my jewelry. Forget it...let's get it tomorrow? Mr. Camus, aren't you hungry?"

Kamiu nodded and joined in the act of eating. Although he had no sense of taste, he still had to eat. Being hungry was not a good choice.

…

An hour later, after Camus paid 78 copper coins for the meal, he stopped a carriage and helped Anna into the truck.

"Sir, please, Triumph District."

Upon hearing this, the driver quickly lowered his voice and said, "Okay sir, please sit down."

An hour later, Camus sent Anna to No. 27 before turning back.

"Sir, 77 Golden Oak Street."

The driver drove the carriage slowly, "Sir, every time I come here, I think I am dreaming. What a luxurious oil lamp. You will never see such scenery in the lower streets. After I send you back, I will Went to visit."

Kamuo smiled and said, "Then try to live in a place like this, and things will get better."

"Hehe..." The coachman smiled honestly, "Tonight is a good day. The daughter of the old husband's family is getting married. The other party is a noble painter. Hanfu has never closed his mouth today."

"Oh, this is indeed good news. Is the Hanfu you are talking about driving an old carriage and an old rabbit man?"

The driver turned around in surprise, "Sir, do you know him?"

Kamiao's eyes flashed, "You guys know each other, so do you know what happened to his family recently?"

"Oh, a great thing has indeed happened. I can't imagine that a noble painter would fall in love with a low-class commoner. This is as weird as the thorn bird not returning to the south."

Kamuo wrote two words "Wraith Spirit" on the glass window, exhaled again to cover the font, and then turned to look at the car door.

"Go to Golden Oak Street to get the gift first. Since it is such a surprising thing, I must go and have a look. Maybe I still know the noble painter?"

"Oh, Sun God, what good thing did the old Khan do in his previous life? It's incredible that a nobleman should congratulate him. Because time is pressing, sir, please sit down."

The carriage ran wildly on the road, bringing up water along the way. Camiao looked out the window quietly, took off her glasses, and revealed her bright red and blue eyes.

"I happen to be lacking a soul. I hope you won't disappoint me. Do you want to call someone else? Let's call Ka Xiu together."

Thinking of this, Camus took out the mirror, contacted Kaxiu, and then rested against the wall.

When he got home, he saw a light in the room. Camus jumped out of the carriage and walked into the yard. When the coachman saw the yard, everyone was shocked.

"Sir, you can't go in. Many people have died in this house."

As soon as Camus stopped, his plain voice reached the coachman's ears, "Just wait here, I'll be back soon."