As if to clear up her doubts, Mr. A added in a leisurely tone and quite patiently.

This time, Alice understood the other party's logic: she was willing to spend a lot of money to give gifts, and she was taken advantage of by stupid people with too much money.

But wait, Mr. A, your idea is too straightforward, right? Your reasoning logic... can be said to be simply appalling!

Being considered a fool by such Mr. A, Alice suddenly felt a little humiliated.

So she deliberately ignored the question and turned the focus of the conversation to the transaction details of the "Scammer" formula in just a few words.

Mr. A was completely unaware and supplemented her questions. The two quickly reached an agreement and finalized the approximate closing time——

At the next party, or the next party after that, Mr. A will be able to collect the corresponding potion formula for her, and she will bring enough gold bars to pay for the huge sum of one thousand pounds.

Until the end, Mr. A seemed unable to notice the strangeness and tried to persuade the black-robed woman in front of him to become an extraordinary person again.

But at this moment, his excellent eyesight allowed him to clearly see the smile on that delicate face.

"Unfortunately, my answer may disappoint you."

As she spoke, the outline of her figure quickly faded and disappeared, becoming almost as transparent as melting into the air.

Mr. A was obviously stunned for a moment, missed the best opportunity to stop the other party from leaving, and watched helplessly as the last traces disappeared without a trace.

He was like a silent statue, sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room, never changing his posture for a long time.

After a long while, he finally let out a sigh.

"No wonder...witch, no, witch..."

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On Sunday morning, after another Chanis Gate shift, Klein forced his sleepy body to say goodbye to several energetic Insomniac teammates and got on the carriage to go home.

After greeting Benson and Melissa who had gotten up early to go to the church to pray, he returned to his room and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already the bright sun at noon.

Klein touched his empty stomach and followed the aroma of food as he went downstairs to prepare for dinner.

Walking to the first floor, he realized that the tempting smell of food was all coming from the kitchen, but the three people in the living room had gathered at the cloth sofa for some reason, seeming to be gathering around the coffee table.

Discuss some of the items -

It was said to be a discussion, but to Klein's ears, it was all about his sister Melissa's childish questions that revealed her longing in a calm voice, and Benson's skillful responses that pretended to be mature.

"No, Melissa, you can't just see the glamor on the surface of a city. You must know that Backlund's pollution is several times, maybe even dozens of times, worse than ours in Tingen..."

"But you can't deny that the streets of Backlund look much more elegant! This is what the capital of the kingdom should look like."

...What's going on? Why are Backlund suddenly discussed?

Since he didn't know anything about Alice's "travel plan" on Saturday, Klein listened to a few words and didn't understand anything at all, so he walked over and looked at the objects placed on the coffee table.

They were many black and white photos, most of which were landscape photos, real street scenes, and he seemed to have seen the appearance of some familiar buildings on the street in newspapers...

Hey, is it really Backlund?

Klein subconsciously glanced at Alice, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, and saw that she was smiling as usual, with no intention of explaining at all.

Well... he was working the night shift in front of Chanis' door underground, and the witch was quite leisurely, and even went to Backlund to play around.

While he was fuming, he casually chatted with his siblings for a few words, and then turned around to put lunch on the table:

"Backlund's photo will not run away even if it is placed here. Let's eat first. After dinner, you can continue the discussion..."

The moment he turned around, Klein felt that a certain black-and-white image that interested him flashed past in the corner of his vision. He stopped instinctively, then slowly turned his neck and looked down at the image that was drowned by many street scenes.

photo.

The next second, he felt his breathing become heavier, and his heartbeat speeded up a little unconsciously——
Chapter completed!