Cecilia sat obediently in the store. The world outside was still at a standstill. The voodoo member with pierced eyes and Gregory were frozen like sculptures under the rain curtain that had not yet fallen.

She never thought that this night would have so many twists and turns:

She finally managed to escape from the pursuit of 'Iron Fist' Kaiwei, but ended up running into a voodoo agency;

They were almost able to fight their way out, but then the Holy Land magician 'King' Gregory fell from the sky;

Just as he was about to die on Azula's summer night, the devil in the urban legend appeared.

He first kept on nagging Gregory to stop, until Gregory smashed his bowl. Then he got angry and used an exquisite miracle to stop the world, and then used simple and crude chopsticks to punish every disrespectful person.

Now, she sat here waiting to eat noodles, while the devil was humming a song in the kitchen while boiling noodles.

What an unpredictable devil.

The devil didn't let Cecilia wait too long. He quickly came over with two bowls of noodle soup and said, "I've eaten here several times. It should be fine. The soup here is really good."

Just as Cecilia was about to reach out for the chopsticks, the devil reached out to stop her.

“Have you washed your hands?”

Seshilia looked at herself, her body was covered with mud and blood, her silver hands were almost black, but she had long been accustomed to eating in a bad environment, the office work is not an outing. But under the devil's urging, she still went to the bathroom to wash her hands obediently, looked up and saw her wet hair sticking to her face in the mirror, she subconsciously pushed her hair behind her ears, looked at herself for several seconds, but then felt a little stupid, and hurried back to the hall.

As soon as she sat down, the devil began to chatter non-stop: "I don't have a big appetite, but the bowl of noodles was gone after just a few bites. It's a rare opportunity to come out for a midnight snack, so I always feel like I'm missing out if I don't eat enough..."

The noodles were chewy and the soup was delicious. Cecilia realized that she was really hungry. She had been running towards Azula since the afternoon and didn't even have time to drink water. As soon as the warm soup noodles entered her stomach, she felt like she was coming back to life.

The devil seemed to be unable to close his mouth. While eating, he introduced what else was delicious in this food street. It seemed that as long as she showed any interest, he would reluctantly take her to eat all over the food street. At this time, Cecilia suddenly remembered a small thing - when was the last time she had a meal with someone?

call out!

Suddenly, a dazzling firework in the distance penetrated the rain curtain and exploded into brilliant colors in the night sky. Ash was a little surprised: "Who is setting off fireworks in the rain?"

"That's a signal fire!" Cecilia recognized it at a glance and stood up subconsciously: "It must be that the people from the Voodoo Agency discovered something, and they are coming over -"

"sit down."

Cecilia sat back down in her leather pants. Ash glanced at the fireworks that lasted for a long time and said, "Isn't this beautiful?"

He stretched out his fingers, pointed at the fireworks in the sky, and actually caught the fireworks. The scorching flames burned fiercely between his fingers. Cecilia was stunned and stammered, "This, this, even a legendary magician can't do it?!"

"It's not that complicated, as long as you have a good light magic spirit and some light magic skills..." Ash pressed the flame into his palm, blew into it, opened his hands and a blazing sun-colored butterfly flew out. The butterfly circled around Cecilia twice, and finally landed on the back of her metal hand. The brilliant light was clearly reflected on the silver hand, the light lingered, the colors changed, at this moment her hand seemed not just a prosthesis, but also a miracle embedded in her body.

She stared blankly at the butterfly on the back of her hand and murmured, "So beautiful..."

"Magic, isn't it magical?"

Ash smiled and said, "To be honest, I can't fulfill your wish, because the problem you want to solve cannot be solved by power, power, or money. I have a friend, no, I have a devil friend who once told me that living in the world is like eating a buffet. Some people occasionally eat good food and sometimes eat bad food, but some people are always eating shit."

"Advising you to compromise with life and reconcile with fate is equivalent to asking you to accept that you will have to eat shit all the time in the future. I don't want to lie to you, because I have been in the same situation as you, and it is true that no matter what you do, you will eat shit."

Cecilia looked at him blankly: "Then how do you solve it?"

"I choose to take my eyes off the dining table," Ash said with his chin propped up and smiled, "I no longer pay attention to what I eat, I only pay attention to who is willing to accompany me to eat at the buffet."

"I can't conjure up someone who is willing to eat buffet with you, but since fireworks can turn into butterflies, miracles can happen in this world. As long as you keep eating, you will meet such a person sooner or later. Then you will feel that all your persistence is worth it."

Cecilia felt like she was really listening to the devil's preaching. She was obviously disdainful of all these words, but for some reason she just listened to them, feeling entangled and emotional. She turned her head away, pursed her lips and asked, "Why are you telling me this..."

"Just like why I want to teach those people a lesson." Ash pointed at the voodoo members outside the store, "Because I can, and because I am willing to."

"It's also because when I was in the quagmire, it was my favorite person who pulled me out. I hope you can also wait until that person appears and not be so eager to die."

Cecilia's lips trembled, and she looked down at her metal hands, silent and unknown what she was thinking.

"Okay, I've thought of what to give you." Ash said cheerfully, "Although it can't solve all your problems, it can at least make you no longer troubled--"

"Can I choose my own wish?" Cecilia suddenly asked.

Ash blinked: "Okay, but I can only meet your reasonable requests..."

"Can I follow you?"

Ash was startled when he saw Cecilia raise her head. Her beautiful big eyes flickered, an unprecedented light appeared in her pupils, and her metal hands were clenched tightly together. At this moment, she really looked like a metal doll.

"I'm afraid..."

"I'm very capable. I can do all the housework, such as cleaning. I can also learn to cook. I can be a maid!" Cecilia suppressed her shyness and tried to introduce her advantages for the first time in her life: "And I'm also a swordsman. I'm good at fighting. I can help you kill people and stand in front of you. Although I'm still very weak now, I will work hard-"

At this moment, a pair of soft hands pressed heavily on Cecilia's shoulders, and the cold breath of a poisonous snake gently blew on her earlobe, and the terrifying sound shook her soul.

"I'm sorry, young lady." Vichy whispered in her ear, "You are really not qualified."