"It seems to be true..."

The extraordinary ear allowed him to hear the low voice of the cross-dressing beauty Danitaly.

Of course it's true! Doesn't he look like a liar?

Leonard thought unpleasantly in his heart.

"Ah……"

A familiar old voice sounded in his mind, and it sounded like he was laughing at his reaction.

The old man was eating melon and watching a show again!

Leonard was helpless, but he couldn't do anything to his portable grandfather, so he could only sigh even more helplessly.

"Boy, when we get out of this cafe, I have something to tell you." The slightly aged voice said in his head.

Can't you say it now?

Because there were too many people waiting around, Leonard was afraid of being regarded as mentally ill, so he was embarrassed to directly "talk to himself" and could only think like this in his head.

Naturally, the old voice did not respond to him.

So Leonard had to suppress his curiosity for the time being, stared at Alice softly with green eyes, and turned the topic back to the weekend arrangements:

"Miss Alice, you haven't told me your answer yet, your thoughts about Sunday."

After Danitaly's messing around just now, Alice noticed that the front desk seemed to have attracted too much attention. She cleared her throat, smiled and shook her head.

"Unfortunately, I have plans to go out on Sunday, but...well, if we are lucky, we might have a chance to meet on the street."

Okay...rejected, but not completely rejected.

Leonard was only depressed for a short while, then cheered up again, and gradually began to feel that a romantic chance encounter might not be bad.

At that time, you can chat with her about poetry and talk about the past that was buried in the dust of history. It is extremely poetic and romantic... Well, it would be better if he could write poetry.

When the night watcher with the romantic temperament of a poet turned and left, he unconsciously listened to many fragments of conversations coming from behind.

Dressed in men's clothing, the handsome and beautiful Danitaly complained in a low voice that Alice had neglected her and asked her to accompany her to sit in her exclusive room and rest for a while; Alice seemed to agree with a helpless tone.

, Leonard could even imagine her expression at this moment; the maids and waitresses standing a little further away were whispering, betting on how many more days their boss's current girlfriend could last until she was dumped...

The owner of Deville Cafe, Danitaly...

Leonard gradually matched this name with a certain impression in his mind, and suddenly realized it.

Sir De Vere's daughter, who often appears in gossip news reports, is said to change her dating partners every month. Currently, seven young girls have suffered emotional decline...

Oops, Alice must have been attracted by this flirtatious lady, right?!

Leonard began to worry about this possibility, and what made him even more uneasy was that the possibility of this happening was not small!

"Boy, it seems you care about that woman just now."

The old voice said this, but Leonard did not refute.

"It just so happens that what I'm about to say is related to her... Heh, if you really become a love rival with her, that would be so funny."

"Don't just watch the joke, tell it instead."

Leonard carried the paper bag with coffee and walked towards Zotraland Street.

The difference is that his mood is not as beautiful as when he came.

The slightly aged voice seemed to have cleared its throat before suppressing its smile and said slowly and authentically:

"If she hadn't taken the initiative to 'provoke' you, I wouldn't have realized that this was an extraordinary person."

Leonard was suddenly startled when he heard this.

"Sir De Vere's only daughter is a Beyonder?! Old man, can you tell which sequence she is from?"

"Oh, she is really good at digesting the power of potions, very good, much better than you, and her talent is very consistent with the path she chose..." The old voice sighed with a little emotion.

Leonard couldn't quite accept the tone of talking about "the kid next door", so he had to interrupt him:

"I just heard you say that she 'provoked' me. What was that? An extraordinary ability in a certain sequence?"

"Oh, you are rude and don't know how to respect the elderly at all..."

The slightly aged voice sighed again, and finally solved the doubts of the young poet Nighthawk in a charitable tone.

"Hunter path, the 'provocateur' of Sequence 8, and has completely digested the magic potion, and may advance to the 'Provocateur' of Sequence 7 at any time! Also, don't say I didn't warn you... This is a journey full of iron and blood.
Chapter completed!