"The train is about to leave. The next stop is the terminal station of this train. Barton, please see off passengers to stay away from the platform..."
The emotionless announcement kept repeating in the newly darkened night, and the passengers on the train were making final adjustments and waiting for the train to start.
"Finally we are home, home, a warm home." I always felt like I had seen a woman in her thirties somewhere before, covered in a black cloak, with a strange smile on her face, looking at the two women who were also covered in cloaks. My companion said so.
cloak? Don't make a fuss, there are people wearing weirder clothes on the train at this time (Comic Expo), and the cloak is really not something that stands out.
"Lidya, have you notified me?" A man in a cloak spoke. His skin was as dry and dull as tree bark. Thanks to this bad skin, we couldn't tell his age, "Your brother Do you know you are going back?"
"Of course not." The woman named Lidia shook her head, "I like surprises."
"I don't like surprises." Some young girls said, their height looks like eleven or twelve years old, their skin is astonishingly fair and transparent, like a porcelain doll, "Lidya, you should write a letter first and tell Your brother, you are back and you have brought guests."
With a slight vibration, the train started moving, heading to the terminal, Barton.
"Eve, no one writes letters now." Lidia still had a smile on her face, "We make phone calls. You've seen that square box with a handle, a phone."
"You mean the kind of thing with a button that makes a harsh sound when pressed?" Eve, who looked like a porcelain doll, frowned, "I hate that kind of thing, it makes me feel like there are bugs in my ears that keep chirping. I'm too old to get used to that kind of thing." She turned to look out the window.
The train leaves Newton station. The scenery outside quickly darkened, but you could still see vague shapes in the night, square, cold artificial buildings, tall chimneys... accompanied by dull mechanical sounds. This is still within the scope of Newton's North District. The geographical convenience - relying on the Charles and Passing Rivers in the north and south, makes this an industrial area in Newton.
"Changed. Everything has changed." There was a sad expression on the porcelain doll's face, "Since when did the workshop become so big? What is made in it? Chairs?"
"No one talks about workshops anymore. That's a factory." The man with bad skin said, "Eve, you should come out more often. You are too out of touch with the times."
"I'm out now." Eve leaned against Lidia, "I want to see what Lidia's family is like." She looked at Lidia. "I'm curious what kind of family educates someone like you."
"Then you will be disappointed. My parents will probably only enjoy retirement life now, which is very boring." Lidia smiled and took Eve's hand, "As for my brother." Lidia raised her eyebrows, He immediately shook his head and said, "He's a bit like the Toledo you talked about. You probably won't like him either."
think. Think quickly, which one is in Patton. Guys we know, like Toledo! !
"I don't hate Toledo." The man pursed his lips, "They always dress decently, behave appropriately, and are willing to try new things. Even if they don't use the Eye of Charm, they are very persuasive. And they are very similar to humans. We have a good relationship, most of our blood magic experiments were completed with the help of Toledo."
"Hmph." Eve rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't say that's help. What we do looks like tricks on the street to them." She seemed to remember something far away, "You still don't remember, Once, that annoying Toledo invited us to a noble house to perform our dream magic." She moved her body in disgust, "Little trick magic! This is what he called our work, it is simply an insult!"
The man twitched his lips, "Speaking of him, is he still alive?"
"Probably dead, it's not a pity to die." Eve said.
"Probably not." Lidia shrugged, "Isn't New Toledo in the west still only active at night? The guy you are talking about is probably still alive. What is his name?"
"Zachary." The man answered, "The favorite 'son' of the ancestor of Toledo..."
"Stop talking about him!" Eve actually got angry and pulled Lidya, "Tell me where this is? How long does it take to get to your home!"
Lidia smiled at the helpless man and patted Eve's hand reassuringly, "Come on, after leaving Newton, we will enter the West End of Barton. You can see my home from the window." She revealed He looked like he was thinking, "Let me think about it, I didn't come back soon..."
"Well, you should see Barton Manor first, then Quinn, and then Bishop." Lidia smiled, "You won't miss it, it's ridiculously bigger than Sharp's manor, and then go over there. my home."
Don't think about it, the answer is out, it's Smith.
Lidia Smith, that's wrong, it's Lidia Reimer, the biological sister of the familiar Mr. Smith. The maker of 'Varmina', the competitor that Smith destroyed using state institutions, is here.
"Very good." Eve frowned, "I can't wait to meet your brother who looks like Toledo."
"Eve." Lidia smiled, "Please don't get involved in personal feelings. We lost. You have to admit that my brother is better than me in these matters..." She raised her eyebrows with a strange expression, " Experience."
"Lidya." Eve raised her head and looked at Lidya. The porcelain doll became serious, "This is not a family business competition between your brothers and sisters. There is no secret alliance. I have an entire clan to support. Rimel's surname is, It won’t disappear in my hands.”
"That's why we came, isn't it." Lidia patted Eve's hand, "Don't worry."
Eve didn't seem to be completely appeased, frowning and shaking her head.
Changing the topic may be a wiser choice at this time.
"Oh, that's right." Lidia smiled, "We won't go directly to the manor. The train will first go to Beqi in the North District, which is the terminal station. I think we can stay in Beqi for one night. Beqi It has always been the busiest place for nightlife in Barton... "
Eve, who was beside Lidia, stood up from her seat. Lidia stopped talking and looked at Eve, who was not as tall as she was sitting, and said, "What's wrong?"
"Werewolf."
The man with bad skin also stood up and stared out of the dark window. We were getting closer and closer to the border of Newton. The traces of the factory had disappeared, leaving only the dark woods.
"I didn't feel anything." Lidia also looked out the window.
"Because you are too young." The man frowned, "Eve, what are we going to do?"
"Go out and take a look." Eve ordered, pushing Lidya back to her seat as she was about to stand up. "You stay here, you are too weak."
Lidya pursed her lips and watched as Eve and the man walked around the seats and walked towards the back of the car. Eve was right, she was too weak, and until now, she hadn't noticed anything.
The connection between the carriages was shaking, and a man in a robe frowned and closed the front and rear carriage doors. The hand in the broad sleeved robe was exposed, and as if under command, a thread of blood protruded from the fingertips. In a moment, it became entangled and turned into a net, covering the windows of the front and rear doors.
Maybe things are weird here, but there are even weirder things.
"Get out." Eve looked at this seemingly enclosed small space and gave the order again. His fingers unbuttoned the collar of his robe.
The moment the robe covering the whole body fell off, two blood pillars that seemed to be entangled with countless blood lines rushed out!
The bright red blood hit the shaking joint of the train. It seems to be infiltrating! Rapid decrease.
"See? Flanders." This voice appeared on the roof of the train! The white, transparent arms pointed to somewhere in the dark woods ahead, shifting slightly as the train moved at full speed.
Flanders, the man with bad skin condition, knelt down in front of Eve in a protective posture. Strange instruments and equipment were tied to Flanders. Without the cover of the robe, he was exposed under the night.
"I saw it." The red gaze was like radiation. Flanders' dry and dull skin was covered with bright red trickles, which was not at all as transparent as Eve's.
Flanders looked at where Eve was pointing. There was surprise in his tone, "But, what is that?" As if to confirm, he raised his head and glanced at the moon in the east. It was not a full moon cycle!
"Two Alphas." Eve frowned, "One..." It seemed that she was not sure what she saw, "It's completely a wolf (Benjamin)." She also looked up at the moon and shook it. Shaking his head, he continued to look at where she was pointing, "And the ever-young werewolf (Matthew)."
"Is it a fight between two wolf packs?" Flanders' tone was full of uncertainty.
Eve didn't answer. She was observing the completely stalemate battle.
The side with the wolf body is completely inferior in terms of numbers, but the power brought by the complete wolf body is not something that the other side's werewolf with only Alpha skin can suppress.
"Over there with Alpha in the wolf body, is that a human?" Flanders found something outside the werewolf battle group, "Indian wizard?"
"A very bad wizard (Max)." Eve obviously saw it, she shook her head, "At this time, their Indian's 'Lost Spell' is obviously more suitable, but he chose the limiting spell."
The train Eve was standing on was moving, and the werewolf battle group was also moving, as if in the same direction.
Eve turned her head and looked towards the direction of the train, "We." We here, including the werewolves, "are about to enter Barton West District. I can already see the manors Lidia mentioned."
"What should we do?" There seemed to be more blood lines covering Flanders' body, flowing against his skin, making people weird.
Eve didn't answer.
"Are we going to do something?" Flanders asked again, taking something in front of his chest and holding it in his hand, as if he was ready to do something at any time.
"I'm thinking." Eve's face actually showed impatience, "Let me think."
Flanders' lips twitched in an interfering manner. He wanted to help Eve think, "They are also moving towards Barton. We hope that there will be two more groups of our world enemies in Barton - are there any werewolves led by Alpha?"
"No." Eve thought quickly and immediately gave the answer.
"So, what are we going to do?" Flanders had already opened the things in his hands and was fully prepared.
"I'll do it." Eve bypassed Flanders, who was already prepared, raised her hand and pointed at the werewolf battle group.
Flanders waited a moment, "Eve?" because Eve did nothing.
"I was thinking." Eve frowned, "In rumors, isn't Patton the territory of Alpha? This is already Patton's border. How can I tell whether there is Patton's Alpha among the fighting parties there?"
Flanders opened his mouth, "We don't want others to know that we are here in Patton. We hope to hide under Patton's Alpha and control Smith secretly."
"Yes." Eve pursed her lips, "This is the plan. So..." She stopped talking.
"If Patton's Alpha is there, and Patton is about to enter here, reinforcements from his territory are coming, and now the balance of the battle is going to be tipped, and Patton's Alpha is going to win."
"I know what to do." Eve thought about it, "If our whereabouts in Patton are discovered by Patton's Alpha in the future, and if Patton's Alpha is there now, we can say that we are helping him and delaying him. Time to wait for reinforcements. If Patton's Alpha isn't there, we can say it's time to help him limit new intruders."
Bright red threads seeped out from Eve's fingertips and gathered in front of her palm.
"Haha, you sound a lot like that Toledo you hate, deconstruction thing..."
"Shut up." Eve clenched her hand, and a small ball of blood in front of her palm rushed into the night and into the dark woods.
The wind on the roof of the car was very heavy, but Eve didn't seem to have even a hair blown. She stood quietly on the roof of the car like a ceramic doll. As the train moved forward, she turned slightly and looked at the people who were already being moved. She was far behind the train, somewhere in the woods where she cast blood magic.
"It's quiet now." The blood lines covering Flanders' body gradually faded away, and the redness in his eyes also disappeared. He relaxed and stood up next to Eve. Unlike Eve, his dry gray hair had been blown into a mess like a bird's nest, "I wish them a sweet dream."
"Go back." Eve turned her head and looked in the direction of the train, "Entering Barton." Far away, but getting closer, Eve saw something, "Is that Bishop's manor? It’s really ridiculously big.”
Flanders also looked in that direction. In the night, there was nothing in the darkness. "I can't see that far."
Eve frowned, "Then find a way to see that far away!"
Flanders frowned, and the bright red threads once again covered his bark-like skin, and trickles of bright red flowed into his eyes, and his eyes radiated red again.
"What is that?!" Flanders sounded a little surprised. He looked at where Eve was looking, "Then, is that Bishop Manor? It's so big. But, then, that's..."
"Evil spirit." Eve completed.
Then, without warning, her face suddenly changed, and the porcelain doll's face turned slightly red. "What is that!" she cried out.
Flanders looked there as hard as he could, but he didn't see anything more surprising than such a huge evil spirit, "What is it?"
oh. It was nothing, except that Zach finally drove the Grand van to Bishop Manor. He stopped the car in front of the gate, opened the door with an irritated expression, and stared at the dark red manor.
Damn it James, he should have been warned yesterday not to go near Bishop Manor.
Zach shook his head and walked towards the gate of the manor. It's too late to think about this now. I was really not kind to James yesterday. Now I want Zach to save him. Think he deserves it!
Zach's forward steps suddenly stopped, turned back, and looked to the southwest. Looking beyond the thick manor isolation forest, only the elevated highway that separates the social classes in the West District, runs through the West District, and leads to Becky in the North District lies in mid-air. Nothing but an approaching train.
Zach frowned, he clearly felt like someone was looking at him just now.
Zach pursed his lips and stared at the advancing train until he was completely submerged in the isolation forest that blocked sight and sound, but still found nothing.
Zach shook his head, maybe it was an illusion. He glanced gloomily at the manor shrouded in dark red and stepped inside. (..)