Quadruple split

"Yes, sir told me personally."

Cole laughed. He leaned back comfortably on the chair, closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare rest time: "Although my mobility is pretty good, my ability to see the overall situation is much worse than yours. Many. What is hidden under the surface cannot be seen clearly. It may be more than enough as a knife or a puppet, but in the end it is still difficult to achieve anything great."

Xiao Ai wrinkled his nose and said suspiciously: "Are these your true words?"

"That's not true."

"I'm just telling you, Cole, you just think too much."

"The original words were much worse."

"."

Xiao Ai choked. Thinking about her husband's character, she felt that Cole was most likely telling the truth.

"Haha, I think this is good. At least my husband's evaluation of me is fair and pertinent."

The latter smiled and said cheerfully: "To tell you the truth, although I have been acting according to your husband's wishes during this period, many times I can't even see through the appearance of those 'instructions', let alone what's inside." The metaphors and connotations of it all, and every time it’s not until the end that I suddenly realize what I’m going to do.”

Xiao Ai also laughed, nodded and said: "This kind of thing is normal, it's weird to be able to guess what Mr. is thinking."

"That's it."

Cole stretched out, carefully touched the naughty golden sparks in front of him with his short blade, and slumped limply on the chair: "So just being able to complete those instructions without making any mistakes is enough." It’s enough for me, if my husband gives me some higher-level tasks, I think I will definitely mess it up.”

The thin wooden board moved about a centimeter to both sides. Xiao Ai looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in his field of vision with a smile, blinked at the stunned latter, stretched out his long white index finger and tapped his lips: "Shh~"

"Wow, does the confessional have this function?"

Cole was startled. He lowered his voice and moved to the gap in front of him. Looking at the little face opposite him that was no different from his memory, he whispered: "Then say it again, it's been a long time. Oops!"

"Don't get so close!"

Subconsciously poking Cole's suddenly enlarged face back, Xiao Ai shook her head with a red face: "You are overthinking, it wasn't me."

Looking at the other person's silly face that was no different from her own memory, not very handsome, and full of innocence, the girl couldn't help but burst into laughter.

His hair was longer than he remembered, and it was trimmed very neatly. He was wearing an awkward black waiter's uniform, a black bow tie, and a pair of white gloves. He looked nothing like he had half a year ago. The mud-legged man who carried two daggers around all day long, but the silly face that was mixed with confusion and confusion after being flicked by him, and even a little aggrieved, was still the same as before.

That's right, even though everything around the two people has changed, even beyond recognition, Xiao Ai is very clear that the guy in front of him, who is strictly speaking, can only be regarded as a teenager, is still the same as before.

No matter how mature he becomes, no matter how much his hands are stained with blood, he is still the timid and clumsy Cole Shuren, the one who always walks behind his friends with a silly smile and likes to secretly stare at someone. Cole Schullen with the girl's back in a daze.

He hasn't changed at all

Unfortunately, so do I.

"Who did that?"

Cole, who was covering his forehead, asked stupidly, causing the little priest who had started to be in a daze for no reason to come back to his senses.

"My husband did it. I don't know what he wanted to do."

Xiao Ai snorted angrily, and the faint blush on his face showed no sign of fading away.

As a result, the moment Cole heard the word 'sir', he gave up thinking like a conditioned reflex, nodded slightly and said: "I see, since it was done by sir, there must be a deep meaning."

[What a profound meaning! You obviously want to upset me on purpose, okay? 】

Xiao Ai was so angry that she couldn't tell Cole directly, so she had to change the subject in a distracted voice: "Well, what have you been doing recently? If it's convenient to talk about it."

Cole did not answer immediately, but subconsciously looked around: "Is it safe?"

"Don't worry, sir, there's a reason why you chose this place."

Xiao Ai nodded slightly and smiled: "No one else will hear it."

Only then did Cole feel relieved and said softly: "In recent times, most of the time I have been working as a servant in the Kevos family's manor, plus investigating a few little people, and well, I go to the Thieves Guild every two days to show my face. In addition to communicating with a few informants, I also need to hand over tasks to my husband and report on the situation. That’s all I can say for convenience.”

"It feels so hard."

Xiao Ai smacked his lips. He had no idea that Cole, who was also Mr. Ma Zi like him, was doing so many things at the same time, and this was just 'convenient to say'.

Cole shook his head with a smile: "It's not hard, and allowing me to take care of so many things shows that my husband has trusted me more and more."

"Sir, I have always trusted you."

Xiao Ai sighed softly, then stepped forward and looked at Cole's tired eyes: "So... Rona's situation."

Cole's originally haggard face suddenly glowed with radiance, and his speaking speed unknowingly became much faster: "Lorna's soul is in very good condition. My husband even spent a lot of money to buy her a [white medicine] that can nourish the spirit body." Frost Grass], I checked it out. It is a very rare plant. It is a very precious refining material for alchemists, warlocks and necromancers. Putting it in a soul-inducing bottle can not only prevent Lorna's soul from overflowing. It can also make her more energetic. Even if the price is cheaper here in the Free City, one plant costs tens of thousands of gold coins, so my husband sent me to buy it directly."

He danced and talked as if he was a different person, his face was filled with excitement and excitement, and he happily shared this joy that was difficult to express in words with Xiao Ai.

“It’s so good~”

The girl was also happy for her friend from the bottom of her heart. She knew that although a soul-inducing bottle could keep the soul intact for a long time, it could not guarantee that there would be no spillage during the process, and a incomplete soul could be completely resurrected. It is obviously a big project, even for Mr. Wang, who is almost omnipotent in the eyes of the two, so counting the previous six months, I don’t know how long it will take to resurrect Lorna. In this way, then [White Frost Grass], which is said to be able to nourish the spiritual body, is particularly precious.

Cole grinned and said excitedly: "Not only that, do you still remember the Mr. Winter we met before? He is an academic necromancer who is quite accomplished in summoning spirits. The gentleman said, that Mr. Winter I'm currently studying a solution to Lorna's current situation. If everything goes well, it could take as long as two years or as short as half a year before we can start trying to revive her."

"Necromancer"

Xiao Ai pursed her lips worriedly and asked uneasily: "Does Sir want Lorna to be resurrected in the form of an undead creature? Although that is a way, it still makes people feel a little bit."

Cole shook his head like a rattle and said quickly: "I know what you are worried about, Xiao Ai. I have asked Mr. about this matter before, and guess what, Mr. Winter is actually an undead creature. !”

"oh!"

Xiao Ai slapped her forehead and suddenly realized that because she had met several times in the past six months, she remembered her husband's friend named Lin Dong quite clearly. In her impression, he was not as good as his husband, but he had quite a personality. As a young human being who escaped, the two of them even acted together when they were in the Violet Empire, and the 'Zombie' transformation of Mr. Winter was still fresh in her memory.

You must know that you are more or less a sun priest. Even though you are going further and further on the path of blaspheming the gods, you still have the abilities you should have. However, when Mr. Winter was outside of the 'Zombie' form, even if you were No matter how you perceive it, you can't detect any difference between the latter and ordinary people.

"Does Mr. mean?"

The girl's eyes lit up, and she suddenly came to the partition between the two of them, and she also became excited.

"That's right!"

Cole nodded vigorously, trying to lower his voice that was getting louder due to overexcitement: "Sir, what he means is to try to let Mr. Winter turn Lorna into an 'Eternal Race' like him. This race This is also the first time I have heard of people who seem to be able to switch between the two forms of life and death at will. It is said that when they are in the state of 'life', even people at the level of the Pope cannot detect their essence. It’s the matter of undead creatures.”

"Listen to me, actually."

Xiao Ai laughed, and then told Cole about his actions with Mr. Winter in the Violet Empire. The latter listened with relish and his eyes lit up. When he thought about Lorna's presence, After resurrection, you may be able to walk in the sunshine as before, and it will be so bright that your whole life will become brighter.

"But after all, this is just the best case scenario."

After the excitement, Cole clenched his fists and poured a basin of cold water on himself. He smiled bitterly and said, "My husband told me very clearly that although Mr. Winter is very accomplished in summoning spirits, it is difficult to successfully transform a soul into the Eternal Race." The difficulty with a special physique is very great. Even if they all have special coughs, you know, it is difficult to guarantee the success rate."

Xiao Ai shook his head and waved his fist to cheer Cole up: "It will be fine! I don't know anything that sir can't do."

"Well, you're right."

Cole smiled with relief, then stood up and winked at Xiao Ai: "Then, I'll leave first. I'm so happy to see you."

The next second, the hourly bell outside the chapel rang.

"Yes, me too."

The girl who seemed to have forgotten the time quickly covered the gap in the partition, and smiled sweetly the moment Cole's face disappeared from her sight: "You must pay attention to safety."

The latter nodded slightly and opened the wooden door of the confessional: "Don't worry, I'm not willing to die before I see Lorna resurrected."

one minute later

"It's so obvious."

The girl sighed quietly in the empty confession room, buried her face in her arms and murmured in a low voice: "I haven't made any progress at all, I'm still as stupid as before."

Game time PM13:39

The city of freedom, a certain tavern

Cole, who was wearing a set of pure black tight-fitting leather armor and a full-face mask, pushed open the door and walked in. He walked slowly to the bar and lightly knocked on the table twice. He said to the man who looked at least ninety years old. The old human man said solemnly: "I have an appointment."

"What?"

The old man who was wiping the dirty cup was stunned for a moment, looked at Cole with his cloudy eyes, and picked his ears hard: "What did you say?"

"The password is [Scumbag]."

Cole simply ignored the old man's question.

"Go down to the cellar. Take the third door on the right side of the first corridor. Two are long and four are short. You have 35 minutes."

The old man nodded, lowered his eyes and wiped the dirty cup in his hand again, and said without raising his head: "By the way, your friend has been waiting for you for twenty minutes."

Cole nodded slightly, thanked the old man casually, and then walked straight into the kitchen next to the bar.

five minutes later

Bah—bah—bah bah bah—

Cole knocked on the iron door of unknown quality in front of him, and was then 'pulled' into darkness by a suction force that appeared out of thin air. When his vision returned to normal again, he found that he was already in an antique room. In the room, a young man who looked exactly like himself was squatting on a chair and looking over with a smile.

"gentlemen."

Cole leaned forward and saluted, showing no signs of surprise.

"You came just in time."

Mo Tan raised his eyebrows, casually took off the [Baishi] on his face, and waved to Cole: "Come here."

The latter stepped forward slowly and took three pieces of densely written parchment from Mo Tan's hand. Although the writing was very beautiful, the amount of text was really not much at all.

"I'll buy a straw chrysanthemum soon and send it out with this letter."

Mo Tan yawned, sat astride the chair and said lazily: "Take the channel of Wanderer Hotel, the address is Ms. Diana A. Achizoulti, Private Laboratory No. 0 of the Mage Branch of Crystal Town, identity Use number eleven.”

"Well, Ms. Diana A. Azizolti of Private Laboratory Zero, Crystal Town Mage Chapter."

Cole repeated it quickly, carefully folded the letter and put it away, and confirmed: "The sender, um, is it Frank Hughes?"

Mo Tan played with the harp on the table boredly, and said "hmm" absently.

"And... uh, what is Straw Chrysanthemum?"

"Oh? Don't you have straw chrysanthemums in your world?"

"Not as far as I know, sir."

"Is there any flower language?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case, sir."

"That's easy. You can just buy a relatively unconventional flower and send it out together. I'll explain the specific meaning in the letter."

"Yes, sir."

Chapter 670: End