In the early morning, Zach behind his desk checked the three envelopes for the last time and pressed the call bell.
"Let Matthew come in." Zach ordered Danny who opened the door.
Today is Sunday, and Matthew has a morning off to accompany his father, who is a deacon in the church, for worship, but Zach still called Matthew in advance. Before the holiday, he planned to give Matthew a little extra money.
"This letter is for Ceres and Briar. I told her the address of the cemetery yesterday, but the verbal description may not be clear. You guys know each other, please send it to me." The first letter was accepted by Matthew.
"This letter is for Mr. Green. The location of Lip's cemetery. I think he would not like a letter from the funeral home to be sent to his home at this time. After the service, you can go to the nursing home and see him. Find him and give him directly. Him." The second letter was accepted.
"For the last letter, you need to go to the post office to get a special package. This is a letter sent to the Music Box (that radio program). Alice said that it seems more sincere and easier to be taken seriously." Zach raised his eyebrows. He looked completely unconcerned, but at this moment he could only listen to Alice. After all, in addition to imitating a fan's tone and asking for news about Night Child, there was also a more serious request, hoping that the program team would punish words and deeds. It's best to resign as an immoral host.
"Oh." The honest Matthew accepted the three letters, "Also, there is one more thing. My father said that after today's service, the church may prevent believers from performing community services and doing some fundraising and other things to cooperate with the North District Mary Church. project, I want to…”
"It's okay, you can continue to rest in the afternoon, just tell Benjamin." Zach waved his hand, "On the other hand, are there any projects at Mary's Church?"
"It seems to be a shelter. Let's raise some old clothes, money, etc. for the homeless." Matthew didn't think much and answered what he knew, "Parker's nursery also did it last time."
Zach knew about the church's support for the nursery, but that time it was Laura who was short of money and asked Kyle to do it. Now, it's enough to think so - no matter what those people in the West End do. Crowley would think of some way to participate.
Zach didn't express any opinions and patted Matthew, "Since you're here, go down and bring some breakfast before you go over there." He ended the topic directly. He had more important things to deal with. Louise was already standing at the door of the office. Sideways, "Sibella called, asking for Yuehua and Baiying."
Zach smiled and started to serve himself breakfast. "Tell her not to be so outspoken and call me." Grande made two calls, one of which was the real work phone controlled by Louise. Behind the counter of the showroom, Louise answered the phone at this time. I called directly up the stairs to ask. The other one is on Zach's desk.
Louise raised her eyebrows and said, "Then I'll just reply like this and hang up." She turned around and walked away.
Zach swung his wine glass and smiled, but Sibella still refused to give up.
Five minutes later, Sibella must have been adjusting her mood. Only then did Zach's phone ring, and Zach answered it slowly. "You're so slow."
"Sunday." Sibera's tone was dry and she was not prepared to accompany Zach in circles. "Devil worship, I need Yuehua Baiying to attend the Indian gathering." Super direct.
"Has this become your regular itinerary?" Zach said in a frivolous tone, "I thought the hostage exchange made you and Crowley a cooperative relationship for such a long time. You still need to avoid it like this... "
Zach didn't finish, "Please let Yuehua or Baiying answer the phone. I'm inviting the Indians, not you, vampire."
Zach tilted his head. Yuehua, who had already changed into ordinary clothes - I mean Louise's clothes, the only adult woman in Grande, opened the office door by 'coincidence' at this time, still holding the republican style made by Alice in her hand. breakfast.
Her eyes asked, 'Can I come in?' '
Zach nodded and replied into the receiver, "No need to be so exclusive, Sibella, it's as you wish." The receiver was handed to the black witch sitting across from the desk, with bean curd still on the corner of her mouth, not knowing whether it was salty or sweet. . Baiying knows.
"Sibella, this is Yuehua." She smiled apologetically at Zach and wiped the bean curd from the corner of her mouth. She spoke very calmly to the receiver, "What's the matter?"
So close, I’m embarrassed to say it was Zach eavesdropping. Sibella's answer is as follows -
"I promised to explain Barton's situation to the Black Witch Coven. Today is the time for the Barton Indian gathering. I hope you and Baiying can attend."
"On Sunday? When the fallen angels are concentrating on consolidating their faith." Yuehua's tone is still calm, and everyone can feel the meaning for themselves, "We came to Barton to comprehensively assess Barton's situation. A battle that requires avoiding the fallen angels. A gathering of angels, I guess, doesn’t really interest me.”
Sibera in the receiver seemed a little irritated, "There are some things that we need to avoid the fallen angels. The hunter friends in the middle of the wizard who came to Barton with you, some of the things we discussed, we just don't want the fallen angels to know."
"Then there's no need for me to go." Yuehua actually nodded on the phone, "Sibella, have you overlooked that Salem is in the middle of the country, and I am very aware of the struggle between hunters and aliens in the middle. Although I also appreciate that you were able to trade with Barton's fallen angels, complete the hostage exchange and obtain the ownership of 'Colt', but these things are not the reason why Baiying and I came to Barton. These are your business, not the black witch. Rally cares.”
"Then what do you care about?" Sibera's obvious impatience made her attitude very bad. She probably gave up because she knew she couldn't turn around anyway, or maybe, uh, she was just pissed off by the vampire as soon as she got up... "Why did you agree to do it in the first place? Coming to Barton? You know I'm inviting you to create a place for these abandoned wizards..."
"Sibella." Yuehua interrupted before Sibella was about to say something beautiful, "Let's not talk about these overly idealistic things. As an orthodox wizard from a wizard family, Sibella , I am very grateful that you can think of those of us who have been abandoned by the family, but last night, you should have seen that there is only one reason for us to come, we want to see Toledo."
Zach put down the wine glass he was sipping on and made a happy expression of thanks.
There was silence on the other side of the receiver, and after a moment, there was self-mockery in the tone. "You should know that I was going to be straight up about the reason for Toledo being in Barton initially."
"I know." Yuehua smiled and glanced at Zach, "You described him as an unstable threat, an obstacle for you to win over Alpha, so you need the help of the black witch." It's quite ironic, for Sibella explain.
Zach still has this self-awareness. So he smiled and shook his wine glass into the receiver to show that he didn't mind. As for whether Sibella could receive it or not, hehe, he definitely couldn't.
Yuehua continued, still smiling, even with a little comfort, "Sibella, you don't have to blame yourself. It's impossible for you who was born in an orthodox wizard family to know our relationship with Toledo. And we didn't actually arrive at Barton. , will not tell you this. You can blame us for concealing it, but please understand us. We who live a good life in Salem do not need to be involved in your plan, even if it is wonderful."
Zach raised his eyebrows at this time, because when talking about Salem, Yuehua winked at Zach. Salem is not doing well.
No goodbye. After a long silence, Sibella hung up the phone. This was an unpleasant exchange.
"What happened to Salem?" Zach went straight to the point. Of course, there is still a touch of gentlemanly modification, so that the conversation does not seem too hasty, "I heard you telling Alice the stories of Salem last night, but it seemed to stop at the ones I knew." Toledo was Before the siege.
"Salem is very good." Isn't that what Yuehua's blink meant? "It's us who are not doing well, the banshees. The black witches are not doing well."
"Please." Zach raised his glass and was ready to listen.
But the other party shook his head, "My great-great...grandmother's memoirs said that you have a unique way of interpreting things. Maybe this is nothing to you."
Zach smiled, "I hope that's a compliment."
"This is it." Yuehua smiled, "In an era when black witches were targeted by wizards with the same origin as their own beliefs, you said that darkness is always preparing for light. At the darkest moment, there must be something ahead. bright."
"I remember this sentence." Zach raised his eyebrows, "Then I suggested that you cooperate with me in the scam of letting the Holy Lord Faith judge the black witch."
"Yes." Yuehua nodded, "We can still resist the Indian wizards hunting the black witches. If the people who try to wipe out our race include the belief in the Holy Lord, we are fighting against the entire world. This is indeed right. For us, it was the darkest era. We still doubt that the ancestors who weaved such a scam with you at that time were lunatics."
"A very good madman, the result was very successful." Zach tilted his head and shook his wine glass, "There were also many black witches who died during the colonial war. The curse, haha, the curse left on the battlefield is more serious than the curse of Salem. There are too many. But the death threats in the war era will never be as good as the death threats in the peace era. People's hearts are like this. After the scam, Salem ushered in peace."
Yuehua's smile became more obvious, "Look, we can never understand things, times, and human nature to this point, and have that kind of foresight, but you can, Grande, sir."
"I hope this conversation will not continue to make me feel proud of my past deeds." Zach raised his glass. This was to invite the other party to return to the original intention of the conversation. What happened to Salem.
"So, I'm sorry, I have some expectations. I wonder how you will interpret what I am going to say now?" She really had an expectant expression on her face.
"Zach." Zach found that he was used to hearing people call him Zach. He was not used to the honorific, "Just call me Zach."
"Then, Zach." Yuehua tried to call out, and it felt smooth, "There is a gap in our visit to a specific death, a big gap."
"A specific death?" Zach adjusted his posture.
"Death killed by 'Colt'." Probably due to the smoothness brought about by the change of name, the extremely smooth question and answer unfolded, "Sibella let the hunters in the central part obtain 'Colt', and as they use it, Colt's frequency is getting bigger and bigger, and we're starting to find..."
"I need to correct you." Zach interrupted temporarily, "Sibella did not let 'Colt' go to the hunter. This was the initiative of the fallen angel Crowley, and Grande acted as a third party to supervise the completion. deal. Continue.”
Yuehua nodded, "At first we just found that we started to miss some deaths that occurred outside Salem. Some aliens benefited from Salem's curse and lived in seclusion around Salem. You know these."
Zach nodded.
"Ever since the Secret Alliance left, they have become restless. They used the outside of Salem as protection and began to try to cause riots. I heard that Rimmer was attacked by them... "
"Eve Reimer is in Barton, the Smith family, if you are interested, you can try to contact her." Zach said this without knowing for what purpose.
"Really?" Yuehua raised her eyebrows, as if surprised, "Let's talk about it when we have the chance." She switched the time point of the story, "This is now, before this, after Toledo was encircled and suppressed, the secret The Alliance has been paying close attention to Salem's movements for a while, probably thinking that you would hide in Salem."
"I don't want my former friends to be in danger because of me, so..." Zach smiled and waved his hand, as if he didn't want to continue discussing this. Well, every time I talk about this, Zach always has this attitude, which makes people uncomfortable.
Yuehua didn't force it, "In fact, we didn't quite understand the truth that Toledo would be encircled and suppressed at the time, and we didn't want to be exposed because of our relationship with the Secret Alliance, so we kept silent. Then those on the periphery were affected. Alien." She looked at Zach, a little seriously, "The Secret Alliance has done a lot of things to find you."
Zach didn't answer, just waved his hand to continue.
"With the abolition of slavery in human society, the rise of Kozier in the west seems to have inspired the restless hearts of some alien races. In the central part, some alien races who escaped from the west began to flow in. At the same time, the alien races in the central part also became active because of the bounties offered by the secret alliance. "
"You don't need to describe the chaos at that time. I was at the center of the chaos and I know it very well." Zach seemed to be speeding up the process. But what we do know is that he just doesn't want the conversation to continue at this point.
Yuehua smiled and said, "I have finished describing it. At this moment, it is also the beginning of us discovering that we will miss the death incident."
Zach frowned, and he began to think, "You have already said that the death caused by 'Colt', you will miss it, the time you are describing now, let me think about it, it seems to be 'Colt' Time to show up, right?”
Yuehua nodded, "The activities of alien races have made hunters prosperous, and 'Colt' appeared as if to suit the times. Banshee, we began to find that some of the things we were used to seeing were covered up, but... The friend who can guide us and tell us what this means, you, Toledo, is no longer found."
"This question continues in Salem over time. No one can see what it means. We are waiting and expecting that one day, friends who can interpret our doubts will appear. But we did not wait. When 'Cole Colt began to fade out of the sight of hunters, and when we thought the doubt would disappear, it appeared again. This time, the gap became wider and wider. Hunters in the central region used Colt very frequently, and it was so big that we had to I begin to doubt my ability, and even feel confused when it comes to educating the next generation, 'The Banshee cannot see death' haha. We hope for the original wish again, and we need someone to interpret it."
A very out-of-the-box sentence that broke the continuous accumulation of legendary feeling on our vampire appeared. Baiying appeared out of nowhere, "Sibella called and said that Barton has Toledo." ( .)