Chapter 169 Dust Monument See, See

The moon was once again covered by clouds, and the silvery moonlight became even fainter.

The night in Samson Tower was as dark as ever.

Except tonight, the open space below was brightly lit by oil lamps.

"Ma'am, I have locked the other children in the dormitory." Clover came hurriedly.

She turned to look at Nerys and the other two who were standing aside with their heads bowed, as well as the fat boy who had run down as soon as he heard the noise.

Seeing that the three people who left the tower secretly were dirty but not seriously injured, she felt somewhat relieved.

But Red Hair hasn't come back yet, and neither has Xiao Hui.

She walked over to Madam Maggie and waited for her next instructions.

She glanced at the two people from outside the tower who had taken the opportunity to sneak in and could not be driven away.

"Ma'am, are you really unwilling to talk to me, the old widow?" The black grandmother stared at Maggie, trying to find a flaw in her face. "Why are there traces of banned drugs on seriously ill children?"

Nerys and the others looked up suddenly, their eyes wide in disbelief.

Fei Yi and Eddie couldn't stop frowning.

The little fat boy touched his empty stomach and took out the gravel candy that Xiao Hui had given him before they left.

Why hasn’t Xiaohui come back yet?

Nerys clenched her hands. She only knew that it was a drug test, but she didn't expect that there were banned drugs. What on earth was Madam Maggie doing?

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, mustered her courage, stepped forward and asked, "Madam Maggie, what's going on? And..."

Madam Maggie glanced at her warningly, stopping her from asking any further questions.

Madam Maggie stood quietly in the middle of the open space, her expression more serious and solemn than usual.

She looked at the black grandmother and said expressionlessly: "You have trespassed into Samson Tower without permission..."

"Madam." Seeing that Madam Maggie did not answer her question at all, the black grandmother interrupted her rudely.

She smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? I'm the only herbalist on the entire island."

She was the one who provided all the herbs for the entire Saint Fagus Island, including Sansongta. If she died...

The obvious threat silenced Madam Maggie.

She looked at the other person entering the tower on the other side.

The man didn't wait for her to speak, and skillfully performed the Seven Clearing Poems: "May God forgive you and me, may God not see you and me."

The wind blew a few strands of his long gray hair, and Maggie asked, "Then what is he doing here?"

The black grandmother waved her hand and said, "Old priest, you are old and you can't sleep easily, so you wandered here."

Eddie held Fei Yi tightly, not letting her get close to the old priest.

Fei Yi pouted in dissatisfaction. They were so close this time. Eddie was really something!

Madam Maggie looked away, clearly not believing it.

But as a priest, no, an expelled priest, he often violated the rule of not going out at night.

She was just about to ask Clover to find the manager outside the tower when footsteps were heard outside the gate.

Two figures, one big and one small, one in front and one behind, gradually became clear in the brightness of the open space.

The eyes of Nerys and the others lit up. They had made a mistake, and Madam Maggie was still here. They didn't dare to move, and could only stretch their necks to try to see if Vifiya behind them was injured.

The black-haired girl looked up and could clearly see everyone standing in the clearing behind the red-head.

Although her memory was vague, she was sure that there was only one person in there whom she had not seen before.

But she remembered his clothes; they were church attire.

She quickly dug out a name from the corner of her mind, the old priest.

As for the other person who did not belong to the tower, the memory of her was not very old and was clearer in my mind.

Black grandmother.

The dizziness in her head became more and more severe, and the irritability and unhappiness in Vifiya's heart did not diminish in the slightest even though she was far away from the chain golem.

No, she stopped suddenly.

The red-haired man heard no more sound from behind. He turned around and saw the girl lowered her head. He couldn't see her expression, but it didn't affect his sarcasm: "Why, are you scared now?"

The red-haired man ignored her stop and walked forward to skillfully open the iron gate.

Vifiya glanced calmly at the dagger at his waist. She seemed to have been tricked, if the part of her memory that was still clear was correct.

She caught up to the red-haired man in a few steps and followed closely behind him, one hand quietly reaching for the dagger behind him.

The cold light came out of the sheath, and the red-haired man paused slightly, then continued forward as if nothing had happened.

Vifiya used his presence to hide the dagger in her hand and also to cover up her growing irritability.

Nerys's four children were relieved to see her come back and that she was not injured except for some dirt on her clothes.

Madam Maggie's calm gaze passed over her and stopped at the red hair.

The redhead nodded, "Ma'am, I've brought the children back."

Vifiya didn't pay attention to their conversation. Her eyes swept over the children and Mrs. Maggie, and finally fell on the eyes of the black grandmother who was looking at her.

The black grandmother came over with a smile, and in the Samson Tower, the red-haired girl did not stop her.

Grandma Hei walked past him and squatted in front of Vifiya: "Xiao Hui."

Vifiya sniffed slightly, raised her eyelids, and said bluntly: "You did it on purpose."

Hearing this, Grandma Hei restrained her smile a little. She chuckled and did not deny it: "Yes, if I don't make a big fuss and distract the tower guards, how can I get into the Samson Tower?"

Vifiya observed her expression carefully and found that she was unexpectedly honest.

She dropped her eyes.

She could clearly come into contact with Madam Maggie, and the herbs she used clearly smelled exactly like the ones on Black Granny's body.

But the old woman in front of her still asked her to bring it in, saying that she could not give the medicine to Dai'er.

Black grandmother put more emphasis on her, increased her attention to Dale, and increased her emotional weight on the person of "Dale".

One person can influence another person, and one person can also indirectly influence another person.

Just as the old woman influenced her, her attention to Dale after returning to Sansongta also affected Nerys. Given Nerys's personality, she would become more and more anxious.

Then, just like today, choose to leave the tower.

A cold light flashed across his eyes.

She now remembered two things she needed to do, one of which was the safety of those children.

And now, the culprit is here.

As the light shone, Vifiya remained calm and suppressed her impatience.

She raised her head and smiled: "I am very curious about something, maybe you can answer me."

Grandma Hei had a kind face. Now that her goal had been achieved, she spoke in a good mood: "Ask."

"Is it part of your plan that they die there?" Does your plan include the option of their death?

Vifiya stroked the handle of the dagger behind her, staring at Grandma Black, waiting for her answer.

The old woman understood what she meant.

The wrinkles on Grandma Hei's face were dry. She chuckled twice and shook her head: "No, today was unexpected."

Vifia did not hide her scrutiny in her eyes, and did not miss any subtle changes in her expression. After making sure that the black grandmother was not lying, she raised her eyes and looked at the red-haired woman and Maggie who had been paying attention to her.

His right hand stretched out from behind his back, and the moonlight shone coldly on the sharp blade.

The redhead raised an eyebrow as the girl handed the dagger back to him. He took it nonchalantly and placed it back on his waist.

Grandma Hei's expression darkened as she met the dark eyes.

This time, Vifiya did not completely conceal her murderous intent, she suddenly smiled slightly.

The girl had a sweet face. She smiled and shifted her gaze to the old woman's heart. It was only for a moment, but it was enough for the black grandmother to notice: "This won't happen again."

Vision was still blurry and hazy, and Vifiya felt a little dizzy. She walked past the black lady and went towards Nairis and the others.

Grandma Hei was half-crouching on the spot, the smile on her face was almost gone, and she was about to fall.

She suppressed the trembling in her fingertips. Why hadn't she noticed Xiao Hui had hidden a dagger? Why hadn't she noticed her hidden emotions?

That's not right. In the past, no matter who it was, as long as they showed a little bit, she could detect it.

When I was with her not long ago, she could clearly feel it to some extent.

If she had answered differently just now, then now...

Her eyes followed the girl's back. As she was unaware, if Xiao Hui really attacked, she might not be able to dodge it.

She couldn't suppress the trembling of her eyes. Her ability to perceive other people's emotions, which she had always been proud of, seemed to have suddenly failed.

"You...you..." An incredible voice sounded in the open space like an old broken lyre.

Vifia glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the old priest in church robes pointing at her with a trembling hand.

"I... I've seen you." The old priest's voice became softer. His eyes, which were fixed on Vifiya, suddenly widened, and his voice became sharp. "I've seen you! I've seen you! I know you!"

"Ha." The old priest stretched out his hands tremblingly and took a step forward. Great surprise burst out from his eyes. He laughed in disbelief. "Even God! Doesn't want to look at this place!"

He stretched his neck, stared at Vifiya, and asked with confusion: "Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?" he murmured, as if hoping Vifiya could give him an answer.

His voice was so loud that it made Vifiya's already dizzy head even more dizzy.

"You shouldn't be here!" His face became distorted, and he looked up with pity, tears streaming down his face. "Why are you here?"

"Why? Why?" He raised his hands in shock, as if holding something, and walked towards Vifia step by step. His eyes fell on her back, and he couldn't tell what he was looking at. "I saw it, I clearly saw it."

The red-haired man observed for a while, then took a few steps in front of Vifia and gripped the hilt of his sword cautiously.

Vifiya's eyes were calm. She suppressed her discomfort and swallowed the slight taste of rust in her throat.

My heart was in pain, pumping and beating faster and faster.

The world rules have noticed it and are trying to make corrections, correcting the power that ordinary humans should not obtain.

"I saw it," the old priest muttered softly, "I saw it, I saw it..."

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

"I saw... you..."

"The world's dust monument."