It's nearly six, and the sun in the west is already close to the horizon. It seems that because of the comparison with the buildings on the ground, this red sun appears much larger than when it is in the sky. The dark yellow light pressed against the buildings and trees from the west, covering Barton in the westernmost part of the Federation, casting dark shadows behind things.
Matthew and Louise followed the direction pointed by the shadow, returning to Grande from the cemetery on the west.
This afternoon's work dragged on for a long time. After the funeral, Louise took advantage of the guests' socializing time to inform clients who would hold funerals in the future about the church's imminent closure.
Although it was sudden, it was understandable. With the help of Father Constantine, the West End dignitaries accepted that the funeral would have to be cancelled. Matthew still went to the cemetery to conduct the burial ceremony with a few relatives and friends of the deceased, while Louise was surrounded by people, coordinating the future arrangements for moving the tomb.
It was already six when we returned to Grande, and the Grande House was as quiet as ever. Louise looked around the office, wondering why Zach and Benjamin hadn't come back yet. She walked to the second floor as usual at this time, but Alice did not abide by her agreement with 'Cook's Kitchen' and was not in front of the TV.
"Hank, where's Alice?" Louise asked old Hank who was changing the channel boredly in the room.
"Warehouse." Old Hank seemed to have a natural repulsion towards beautiful women, so he responded indifferently.
"Where's Jin?" Louise didn't care, she was used to it.
"How do I know!" Old Hank was already impatient.
Louise shook her head helplessly and went to the kitchen. Jin didn't eat in the kitchen as usual, and she felt a little relieved. Jin might be with Alice and there shouldn't be any danger. Louise still wanted to visit the warehouse, but the ringing of the phone from the east side of the stairwell made her change her mind. She knew that there must be a lot of messages waiting for her to reply.
To the south of Benjamin's warehouse, this is Old Hank's work area. Half-finished coffins are placed under wooden scaffolding, and wood planers, wood blocks, and logs stacked in triangular shapes are scattered in the open space. Further south, there is the real warehouse that was built just over a month ago. This is also the outermost boundary of Grand House.
In the dim light, Louise stood among a pile of blue and white cold stones, a blurry angel statue, and a future tombstone whose shape could not be seen at all... This was already the deepest part of the warehouse, and Alice's skirt still had... There were burn marks, and Ryan didn't even give her time to change clothes!
"Ryan, he's not coming. Me, let's get out of here." Banshee Alice. No, the banshee has already performed the first witchcraft, and she has a brown-covered witchcraft notebook in her arms. She will be forced to use the second, third, and fourth witchcraft... We might upgrade the title of 'succubus' to 'black witches' - the exclusive title for those women who were ultimately tied to the stake and reduced to ashes by the angry world.
"No! He will definitely come!" Ryan's body floated in the air, disappearing into the debris piled in the warehouse and then reappearing from time to time. He was looking for something, "Dawn and dusk, he will definitely come! This It’s been like this for several days!”
"Ryan!" Alice was praying in her heart. She hoped that someone would come to her and ask her to leave here. "This is not good. I have already promised you! At least find Zach and Benjamin and discuss it with them. Okay? good?"
"Don't even think about it!" Light and shadow converged in front of Alice's eyes, and Ryan looked closely at Alice's face. "I know what you are planning! You want to hide behind them! Humph! Alice! You coward!"
Alice's body trembled and she retreated, her back pressed against the edge of the cold stone, and she slightly bumped into the pile of stones behind her.
"Am I wrong?!" Ryan continued to approach, "You obviously have such powerful power! But you are hiding behind vampires and werewolves! Do you think you are a good person like this?! You and those black witches who pursue immortality and lose themselves no difference!"
Alice's face turned pale! There was no room behind her for her to dodge.
Think about it, what will happen to a woman who lives in fear because she can see other people die? They will try their best to avoid their own death. Papa Midnight's bloodline gives them this opportunity. History has proven that this is the path that every banshee will most likely embark on!
Ryan is right, Alice is no different from those dark witches who lost themselves, she just changed a method, different from relying on her own strength, she attached to the vampire Zach and Alpha Benjamin.
Alice could already feel the pain from the hard stone on her back. Her trembling body moved to one side, turned around under Ryan's ferocious face, and wanted to run out.
"I was right!" Ryan's body dissipated like smoke and then reassembled, and his body that seemed to be substantial stood in front of Alice!
Alice's brain was deceived by vision, her body stopped without obeying the command, and her trembling eyelashes scattered the dust floating in the dim light.
"Ha! I was right! Now I know why mother kicked you out!" Ryan took a step closer to Alice, and Alice, who was trembling all over, took a step back.
"You can't resist! Even as a girl, you can't resist your mother's witchcraft! Mother has appeared! So she wants to cut you off! She throws you into the street!!"
"Stop! Stop Ryan! Please!" Alice lowered her head and kept shaking!
"No! I don't want to stop! No wonder you want to stay in Grande! It's because your family no longer wants you! That's why they sent you to Barton, right! The people from the 'Firefly' family thought we were the 'Hast Wind' If you retire, won’t it have anything to do with witchcraft anymore?!”
"Ryan! Stop! Not anymore!!"
"Haha! I was right again! Alice! I've seen through you!! You shameless goblin who keeps taking advantage of others! Sooner or later, vampires will discover this too! Just wait to be abandoned again!!"
Alice's fingers that grabbed Sibella's witchcraft notebook turned pale from excessive exertion. She had once again retreated to the point of no return. The fabric on the back of her white dress was squeezed by her body and the warehouse wall, and she continued to tremble under the owner's trembling. friction. The creak of wooden boards spread throughout the warehouse.
Ryan did not move forward. He stared gloomily at Alice as she laid down the witchcraft notebook that belonged to his mother and opened it with trembling fingers.
"What do you want to do?!" Ryan's voice was no longer as high and arrogant as before, but low and trembling, "What do you want to do! Do you want to drive me away?!"
"Yes, I'm sorry, Ryan... I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Ryan, I'm sorry..." As Alice kept apologizing, she stopped turning her hands, and her eyes had already seen the spell she was looking for.
"&%￥#a*&#… (spell)"
The spell was halfway through in Alice's trembling voice.
Something appeared.