The phone in the office rang again, but no one wanted to answer it. They were all too immersed in their own situations to care about anything else. In the end, it was Bain who was in the showroom on the first floor of Grande. He came up silently and answered the phone, "Grande Funeral Home."
"Bane?" The voice on the other end of the receiver was Louise, "Where's Zach?"
"He and Benjamin are... talking about something." Bain glanced at the empty corridor. The door to the master bedroom was still closed. "Do you need me to call him?"
"need."
Bain regretted coming up to answer the call, but there is no regret medicine in this world. "Wait a minute." Putting the receiver aside, Bain walked to the Grand master bedroom with a wrinkled face.
After hesitating at the door for a long time, he was about to knock on the door when the door to the entertainment room on the other side opened. Mrs. Quinn walked out first and glanced at the startled Bain. She didn't mean to pay attention, but curled her lips, "Where are these people outside? When did they leave?" Mrs. Quinn's question fell to one Practical question, "Where's Ravenci? Is he gone too? How do I get back to the West End? Walk back?"
Kevin Lesembra came out behind Mrs. Quinn. He had a sullen face and did not propose to send Mrs. Quinn back. He left quickly without any gentlemanly demeanor. Then came Sibella, who was similar to Kevin. She just frowned, turned transparent without saying anything, and then disappeared completely, which was convenient.
Mrs. Queen stood in the corridor for a moment, as if leaving Grande without knowing what to do would be impossible unless she wanted the front page of tomorrow's newspaper to read "Quinn is Resurrected!" ! 》.
"Can you drive?" Mrs. Quinn suddenly looked at Bain.
"me?"
"Yes, you." Mrs. Quinn was afraid that she didn't even know Bain's name, "Send me back to Barton Manor." As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Quinn really walked in front.
In Barton, when a West Ender asked a commoner to do something for me, he really didn’t need to wait for a response~ Not to mention, Mrs. Queen was a West End vampire!
However, Mrs. Quinn took two steps and found that Bain had not followed. He frowned and looked back, not saying anything, just looking at Bain.
"Ah!" It was so embarrassing that Bain screamed uncontrollably. In fact, Bain can't be blamed. If we want to say which kind of civilians in Barton understand the West Side people's control over their lives best, Bain, the former Bain, also worked under the West Side people, Hermann Factory, right. Factories can be shut down as soon as they are shut down, and life is over as soon as they are shut down. This is the impact that people from the West End have on civilians. It is extremely realistic. Bain is relatively stable, he was just frightened. He has not forgotten the reason why he is standing here, "Yes, I'm sorry, madam! I still have things to do!"
Mrs. Quinn turned back, her voice a little impatient, "Zach wouldn't mind if I borrowed his staff." Too lazy to say more, she took two steps forward again.
Bain still didn't follow.
Mrs. Quinn frowned a little more and turned her head a little slowly. Her eyes when she looked at Bain were already a little gloomy, "I'll give you a tip." Well, this wasn't Mrs. Quinn showing generosity or trying to make a joke. , but tell the human who is still standing there that this is your last chance.
"Mrs. Quinn?" The voice was so small that Bain couldn't hear it, but Mrs. Quinn heard it and it came from the receiver on the table in the office. It was Louise who heard the same tiny background sound on the other side of the receiver and asked.
Mrs. Quinn glanced at the receiver on the desk, then at Bain, and immediately understood why Bain was not moving. Her frown immediately unfurled, and instead of smiling, she only returned to her expressionless face, "You can go back to work. Yes." Then he walked to the office and picked up the receiver, "Louise?"
Bain stayed at the door of the master bedroom for a while, then ran away quickly... He will not go upstairs if he has anything to do in the future! Bain made his decision. Leave this little employee alone.
Mrs. Quinn picked up the receiver, and Louise spoke quickly, "What happened to Zach? Why did I seem to hear you say that many people came to Grande?"
Mrs. Quinn said nothing nonsense, "Zach was suddenly injured this morning when he and Jessica were talking about something and lost a lot of blood. After the news came out, everyone came to Grande to watch the fun." Well, this narrative...
"Injured?" Louise slowed down, "Can Jessica hurt Zach?" The main reason was that what she heard was too incomprehensible, and she didn't want to waste her emotions. She asked for more information before talking.
"It's not Jessica, it's Zach himself. There seems to be a problem with the blood control and the blood vessel burst."
Well…
Before Mrs. Quinn finished speaking, the inexplicably distorted narrative continued, "Don't worry." Mrs. Quinn actually knew how to comfort Louise, "It's not the first time. I heard Benjamin say it happened once before. It’s nothing serious. It’s just that this time it hurt Jessica and the devil deliberately said it.”
Louise on the other side of the receiver... was quiet for a while, as if she didn't know what to say.
Mrs. Quinn held the receiver and brought the topic to a more skewed place, "You really don't need to worry. It's just the devil deliberately trying to get attention for himself, huh, 'accidentally injured by Toledo', in It's really convenient at this time." This... seems to be a comment, but it is a good comment. Mrs. Quinn's next words explained why everyone who came to Grande this time really looked like they were eating melons. The reason is, "Now no one pays attention to the fact that the ancestor of the Gangrel clan destroyed a demon contractor. This hand diverts attention and is played well. I don't know whether it was Jessica's idea or Zach's. But It doesn’t matter, the effect is good enough.”
Louise was quiet again for a while, "The ancestor of the Gangrel clan deposed a devil contractor?" It is meaningless to ask other people's statements. What Louise wants to ask is not this, but, "How much has happened to Barton now?" Something you don’t know?”
Mrs. Quinn held the receiver and sighed anthropomorphically, in order to clearly convey empathy to Louise on the other side of the world, "A lot. But there is nothing for you to worry about. Barton has me, Amelia." And 'General'." Mrs. Quinn also casually glanced in the direction of the living area and said, "We can handle 'Toledo'." This 'Toledo' refers to the general, it is the ancestor and the clan. Also myself.
Mrs. Quinn changed the topic smoothly, "It's the same for you over there." Speaking of which, they are all peers, and they are all working hard for this "Toledo", which is generally referred to as "Toledo".
Louise seemed to remember something, "Uh, I almost forgot. I have something to tell Zach, but... forget it, it sounds like you are busy enough. Help me tell Zach that the Secret Alliance is negotiating with the Republican government. , the content is that if the republican government is willing to take the initiative to expel all Toledo that already exist in the government, Fanzhuo will lend Bruch to the republican government to clear out the aliens."
Mrs. Quinn raised an eyebrow, "Although I haven't paid much attention to the situation in the Republic, is it crazy to lend my strongest combat power to others and the Secret Alliance?"
"If you knew the current situation in the Republic, you wouldn't feel this way. Ha." Louise was smiling, "The current situation of the Secret Alliance in the Republic is 'infinitely bright'~" Louise's smile made people laugh. Fa took this sentence literally, "So I took it upon myself to take Eli and Ian, temporarily separate from Papa Midnight and Pucci, and let the Republican government accept the terms of the secret alliance. I didn't discuss it with Zach. , I just informed him that in the next period of time, I will disappear collectively with the Republic of Toledo, everything is going smoothly, let him not worry."
Mrs. Quinn simply said, "Okay, I'll pass the message on."
The call ends. Let's go back to the master bedroom...no. We should take full advantage of the God-eye view of the story.
Let's go see Secret Alliance.
It's midnight and late at night in the Republic~ But in the Secret Alliance, there's a lot of joy~ Why? Because victory is worth celebrating~
There is no need to waste time paying attention to those irrelevant people, let’s go find acquaintances~
Miles looked at the wine bottle in his hand. The liquid in the glass was as red as blood... No, this was blood, Fanzhuo's blood. This is a reward, a reward after merit~
Miles’ credit? Miles brought information to the Secret Alliance that the Republican government had cultivated a large number of Toledo descendants~
Miles has been holding this bottle of wine for several hours. He was tempted by the idea that "drink it and you will become the strongest you", but he restrained himself. Two-Face's Basic Qualities Miles knew what the real reward he was asking for was. And in this process, all the temptations that come to him are his bargaining chips.
Miles himself would never drink this reward. He wants to keep it, keep it for...
"Ha! You are here! I have been looking for you for a long time!" Zagel walked towards Miles, "Huh? Didn't you drink the blood that Fan Zhuo gave you?"
Miles shook his head and smiled cautiously, "I feel like I don't deserve this reward. It's you who negotiated, and I didn't do anything." The bottle in his hand was handed to Zagel very simply.
Zagel did not answer, but his eyes could not be separated from the wine bottle that was poured in front of him. He smiled broadly, "You are an important witness for the Republican government to import a large number of Toledo descendants to the western part of the Federation. It is you who brought the negotiation table to the table." The threat of this international scandal is real~ You have done a lot of credit~”
Miles grabbed Zagel's hand and put the wine bottle into Zagel's hand. His restrained smile turned into determination, "That's what you used. I was just a person running for my life. You found me." Useful! This reward should be yours!" Give it what you want in a textbook way~
Zagar's smile was as bright as a flower, "Then... I'll accept it~"
Three seconds later. Miles looked at Zagel who was stroking the wine bottle, "Aren't you going to drink?"
"Ah~ no~" Zager's hand caressing the wine bottle as if caressing his lover, "I drank the bottle too quickly before, and I didn't even enjoy it. This bottle~ Haha, I want to keep it. Savor it slowly~"
Miles responded with a smile and continued to do what he liked in a textbook manner, "Haha, take your time and taste it~ Speaking of it, what does the 'strongest self' look like? I'm afraid I won't have the chance to get such a reward again. Okay, tell me about it~"
Zagel likes this topic, "Everyone is different~ After all, everyone is the strongest and has different ideas~"
"I've never thought about what I'm like when I'm the strongest." Miles said with a self-deprecating look on his face, shaking his head to avoid thinking about illusory things, "What's yours like?"
"The strongest me?" Zagel's answer was super simple, "It's Zachary Toredo~"