100 Böklund Street, Portland. Mormont House, Garden Corner.

Many ants and small insects that had gathered here began to disperse, and the eerie and cold feeling became weaker and weaker.

The person with supernatural powers here probably doesn't have much experience...Hazel saw that the effect had been achieved, nodded slightly, then turned around lightly and walked along the path in the garden.

She didn't rush back into the house, but enjoyed the crimson moonlight, the cool air and the faint scent of flowers alone.

After a long time, Hazel gave up her walk, left the garden and entered the first floor hall.

At this time, apart from the guests who were playing Texas Hold'em, many gentlemen and ladies had already left. Hazel had just found her mother, Mrs. Liana, when she saw her father, Congressman Macht, and several other gentlemen coming down from the second floor, chatting with happy expressions.

"Are you ready to go home? You have to visit a very important guest tomorrow morning." Liana asked with a smile as she motioned her daughter to come closer and walked towards her husband.

Senator Macht nodded and said:

"If it weren't for this, I think I would have tasted another Portland cigar."

Liana glanced at Willis, Dwayne Dantes and others beside her and asked casually:

"What are you guys talking about? The topic seems interesting."

Macht tilted his body and said with a smile:

“Dawn said he encountered a ghost when he was in the southern continent.

"He and his companion suddenly woke up in the night and wanted to open their eyes but couldn't. They felt heavy, as if someone was pressing on them.

“With great effort, they finally got rid of this state and left their beds, but they found that the room was very cold. You may not know that the weather in East and West Balam is hot most of the time.

"Then, Dawn and his companions each took a double-barreled shotgun and stayed there all night. As soon as the sun rose, they hurriedly left the town."

After listening to this, Lady Liana looked at Dwayne Dantès's face with interest:

“Is this true?

“Do ghosts really exist?”

Klein smiled and shook his head:

"I'm not sure. Maybe my companion and I had just experienced an adventure. Our mental and physical states were not stable enough, so we had all kinds of problems."

The story he told actually came from an experience of Anderson. When the strongest hunter in the Misty Sea was exploring the temple in the primitive jungle, he successfully encountered a ghost and staged a large-scale night run.

Ghost...Hazel turned her head to look in the direction of the garden, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, then quickly retracted.

She said nothing, just listened quietly as her parents said goodbye to the acquaintances around them and returned to their home with them.

Late at night, Hazel changed into her nightgown and walked to the balcony. She stood behind the gap in the curtains and looked at the sewer entrance on Böklund Street.

As she watched, her face gradually turned pale, as if she was recalling the experience full of pain and fear.

She forced herself to look away, took two deep breaths, then turned around and walked towards the bed.

During this process, she bit her lower lip and muttered to herself silently:

"That should be a vengeful spirit... it must be...

"I need a spell or item from the Sun realm..."

When Hazel looked at the entrance to the sewer, Klein was also looking at it.

So many days have passed, I wonder how the witch Triss has recovered, and whether she has left... Fortunately, Hazel was scared by me and didn't dare to get close to the sewer entrance during this period... Klein's eyes swept across the iron-black gas lamp poles and nodded slightly.

He immediately opened the iron cigarette case, allowing his ghost doll to appear in the full-length mirror.

He had decided to send Senior to check inside the sewer to confirm Triss's condition, in case the witch did anything bad.

Furthermore, that sewer was too close to Dwayne Dantes' identity. Klein did not want Triss to stay nearby for long. He only hoped that she would recover from her injuries as soon as possible, take action, and stay away from Boklund Street.

Well, Admiral of Blood, Senior, appears every once in a while, which fits the character setting I made before. That is, he doesn’t live nearby, but because the sewers here hide secrets, he often floats over to look for them... As Klein thought about it, he let the secret doll wearing an old tricorn hat use the mirror to jump to the surface of the gas street lamp next to the street, and then penetrate the manhole cover in the form of a resentful spirit, quickly approaching the hidden fork in the road where Triss was hiding.

Before reaching the end, the "ghost" Senior, who had night vision, saw that there was no one there.

Has he recovered and left? Klein thoughtfully let the secret doll move forward and stopped at the area where Triss had sat before.

He found that the place was very clean. Not only was the ground no longer muddy and wet, but even the moss on the walls and corners had disappeared.

There were no food crumbs either... Did that guy become a mysophobia after he turned into a woman? No, maybe he was originally... Klein used the vision of the "ghost" Senior to examine the surrounding environment and judged that Triss had either not left yet or had been gone for no more than a day, otherwise this place could not be kept so clean.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the sound of light footsteps reached the ears of the "ghost".

Under his control, Senior turned around and walked outside, and as expected, he saw Triss in a dull black dress.

This witch has smooth black hair, unlike other girls of the same age who have various hairstyles, her hair is simple and plain.

With her face regaining its rosy color but still fair, at this moment, Triss is like a dreamy flower quietly blooming in the darkness.

As expected of a witch... Fortunately, I have a secret doll between me and her, otherwise I would have looked at her in a somewhat inappropriate manner... Haha, the dead cannot be bullied! No matter how charming a witch is, she can't turn the dead into zombies and crawl out of the grave... Klein muttered a few words in his mind, and said to Triss, who seemed confused but was actually on guard and released invisible threads:

"Where have you been?"

Triss raised her eyebrows and said:

"Do you like to take care of your personal hygiene where you sleep?"

Uh... I thought witches didn't need to go to the bathroom... Klein said self-deprecatingly, causing the Wrathful Spirit, Senior, to laugh.

"You mean pee and shit?"

He deliberately let the secret doll say this in order to be closer to the character of the rude pirate "Admiral of Blood".

Triss frowned slightly and said:

"Is there anything else?"

The Wrathful Spirit Senior did not continue the topic and said:

"You seem to be recovering well."

Triss smiled faintly and said:

"Not bad, I'll be out of here tomorrow."

She paused for a moment, and her slightly long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly:

"To be honest, sometimes I doubt whether you are really the 'Blood Admiral'."

Of course it's true! You should ask whether he's dead or alive... Klein asked the secret puppet Senior with great interest:

"Why do you say that?"

Triss's eyes swept across the face of the "Wrathful Spirit" and said:

“It is said that the ‘Blood Admiral’ is a man of lust and has no resistance to beautiful women or men.

“And when you face me, I don’t see any spark of desire.

"I thought the real 'Blood Admiral' would have added a clause to force me when we reached a cooperation agreement last time."

Klein pondered for two seconds, and then let the Wrathful Spirit Senior laugh at himself and said:

"I'm afraid of indulging in 'pleasure' and being controlled by you."

Triss's expression changed immediately. This was indeed one of the reasons why she took the initiative to bring up this topic.

For the witches who control "pleasure", extraordinary people who are accustomed to indulging their desires are natural prey.

Klein took the initiative to skip this topic and let the secret doll say:

“You’re going to look for your target tomorrow?

"Obviously, the captain of the palace guards must know you and know what you look like."

After all, they arranged for you to be by Prince Edessak’s side… Klein added silently in his heart.

Triss lowered her head, looked at her toes, and said with a low laugh:

"You can rest assured that I have a perfect plan."

As she was talking, she turned her body and pointed casually to the depths of the sewer:

"Starting from here, at the end of the sixth left fork, there is a hidden passage and traces of long-term human activities. Haha, I discovered it while wandering around these few days.

"I think this has something to do with that girl from last time...

"Is this also the reason why you came here?"

Secret passage? Klein neither confirmed nor denied it, and asked the Wrathful Spirit Senior to smile and say:

"Did you find anything?"

Triss shook her head.

"Nothing. Perhaps only someone with a specific channel or item can find the clue."

The intuition of the "thief", or the item on Hazel's body? Klein did not let Senior continue the topic. He put his hand on his chest, smiled and saluted, saying:

"Now that you've recovered, I can rest assured."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

Triss stared, but gained nothing, until the invisible thread she emitted was blown by the "breeze" at the far end. Then she retracted her gaze, confirming that the "Blood Admiral" had really left.

At this time, Klein had already controlled the "Ghost" to return to the sewer entrance and did not attempt to explore the place Triss mentioned.

There were three main reasons why he made this choice. The first was that the range had exceeded 100 meters. The second was that he suspected that he would probably not be able to find anything. After all, he was not a "thief" and did not have the corresponding items. The third was that Triss was still there.

…………

On Thursday morning, Fors woke up naturally, got up, washed up, ate a piece of toast, opened the door and took out a bunch of things from the mailbox.

As she walked towards the coffee table, she casually flipped through the things in her hands and found a reply letter that she had been expecting for several days.

Throwing aside newspapers, bills and other letters, Fors opened the one in his hand.

"...The teacher has already arrived in Backlund?" Fors quickly glanced through it and whispered in surprise.

At the same time, she saw the toast in her mouth fall straight to the ground.

PS: Please give me a monthly pass during the double period~