After handling official duties in the evening, Roland returned to the bedroom and saw Anna tidying up her clothes, and there was a huge suitcase next to her. Novel.

"Uh...what are you doing?"

"You can tell at first glance?" She patted the folded clothes in the closet, "Prepare to travel far."

"Then Wu Winter City is about to stop," Roland joked halfway, "Is it really okay for the Minister of Industry to leave without saying goodbye?"

"Don't worry, except for a few finished products like steam turbines and reinforced piston machines, the factory can basically produce them now, with a minimum pass rate of at least a low point. And the members of the Weiwu Club you brought back are all very good, so they won't have any major problems even if they manage the department."

"Wait..." Roland suddenly realized something was wrong. The clothes Anna picked out were basically simple and durable. There was no silk dress for normal banquets or other formal occasions, and the skirt did not look like a joke. "Where are you going?"

"Floating Island, with you." She showed a questionable look, "You don't plan to wait for the front line in Wudong City, are you? I can see that after talking to Taqila, you have already made a decision. Moreover, it is much more convenient to go from the air to the bottomless realm than to the mainland spine. Even if you don't come back, you have a good reason."

"This won't work," Roland subconsciously rejected, "Not to mention the decisive battle with the main force of the devil, no one knows what is in the bottomless realm. And Heckzod said that there has been occupied by the Tianhai Realm, so how much risk is this trip, you are not unclear."

"Bang."

Anna stretched out her hands, patted her face lightly, forced her shaking head to straighten, and then rubbed her cheeks, "Of course I know. Because I know, that's why I have to do this."

The voice was not high, and it even felt gentle, but as long as you look into her eyes, you would understand that this matter cannot be refused.

For a moment, the other party overlapped with the appearance of the first meeting in the past.

At that time, Anna was still childish and had nothing but her ability. However, even so, the things she made up her mind were extremely difficult to change.

Roland had to make the final attempt and said, "You are different now than in the past. As a queen, it is not a mature approach to leave everything in Wu Winter City behind and take this unnecessary risk."

"If you are truly mature, you will not agree to let you go to the bottomless state without knowing anything." Anna interrupted his words by pressing her hands, "What will you become in the end, failure or disappearance are all possible endings. In other words, this attack will likely be the last meeting. Do you think I will stay in the city? Since it is all adventure, I will not add one more to me."

"..." Roland knew that his last attempt had also collapsed. After all, if he thought about it, he would not be willing to wait alone at such a time. "If we can't come back..."

"The situation must be so bad that it cannot be worse, right?" Anna let go and smiled, "But even so, I won't regret it."

...

Through those twisted black and white lines, the Nightingale walked into the empty office.

At this time, the night was dark and most people were in a deep sleep. Only the yard could still see flashing fires.

After she pulled up the curtains, she opened the drawer and placed the luminous magic stone on the lamp holder.

Soon, the room was illuminated by soft light.

The fragments of the teapot have been cleared by the maid, and the carpet has been replaced as a whole. The previous accident has left no trace, as if it had never happened.

Nightingale crossed the phone table and soon found her target a wooden box placed on the table, covered with messy files.

In the fog, she does not need to use light to argue things. The unpredictable realm is like another world, always remaining in a three-color state. The outline constructed by black, white and gray can be seen in the slightest even if there is no light source.

There is only one exception.

She opened the box and contained a stack of papers full of handwriting and a few small transparent stones.

The Nightingale picked up one of them and held it in her palm, then tried to escape into the fog-surging magic suddenly dissipated before it was formed, as if it was blocked by something.

"Sure enough..." She sighed and threw the stone back into the wooden box in a little depressed manner.

This is a report from the Magic Tower, either from Agesha and Selene, or from Isabella. Of course, it is more likely that the crisis of becoming a god created by them was resolved shortly after they wrote it together. At this moment, the red mist on the Hermes Plateau still has not completely dissipated. The Taqira witches also need to digest the discovery and experiments of the purist, so Isabella simply stayed in Wudong temporarily. With the technology obtained from the devil, their achievements seem to have been made during this period, and a report will be delivered to the office a few days later.

Usually Roland would finish the checking on the same day, but today is an exception. The separation of Beiposhan and the test flight of the large aircraft were arranged on the same day, so he had never had time to open the box.

Nightingale noticed the existence of this thing from the beginning. After all, in the foggy world, there are only two things that will not be affected. One is the colorful magic, and the other is the pure black hole created by the divine stone. Of course, according to Isabella and the others' research, these two can be classified into one thing.

Therefore, when Roland met with Balih Lothar, she discovered this black light, but compared to ordinary divine stones, its influence range was much smaller, and it was obviously modulated by Isabella. Since it was a sample related to the report, she didn't take it too much.

This is exactly why when the teapot fell, she did not use the instant step. The black light blocked the falling teapot. The moment she entered the fog, her body had made an "irreversible" judgment.

If this is the case next, it would be just a small accident. However, the Nightingale saw a line that formed the table popping forward under its own touch, passing through the black light, and finally hitting the teapot, changing its fall trajectory.

Any distortion in the fog is uncontrollable, and even she must beware of those restless contours at all times, otherwise she will be the one who is cut open.

This is the first time she has seen such a thing.

But Nightingale wasn't sure whether it was an occasional coincidence or something that had really changed.

She used her ability again, touched the corner of the table repeatedly in the fog, and simulated the situation at that time and tried to rush forward several times, but no accidents occurred.

It seems that I am thinking too much. Nightingale took back her hand awkwardly. Aegas was right. We can't think evolution is a breeze because many witches in the alliance have done this. Fortunately, they didn't say it at that time, otherwise they would definitely be made fun of by Roland.

She took the luminous magic stone back into the drawer and left the office from the same way.

"Click..."

A light sound suddenly appeared in the room that returned to the silence.
Chapter completed!