Chapter 1219 Missing

at breakfast time.

Sifa meets Reg.

The former 'Disease Admiral' felt a trembling from his heart when he saw Xifa now.

He already knew from his mother that the current Sifa is already a 'great existence'.

Not an angel, not a king of angels.

It is a higher existence.

Unimaginable existence.

Looking at the dazzling array of food, Katerina said that this is Ruen's royal breakfast.

Xifa now has no need to eat.

He has already left the category of biology.

into a higher level of life.

However, he has no objection to Katerina preparing food for herself.

And on the side, serving herself like a maid.

Xifa tasted a royal milk cake and tasted milk, honey, cream and cake.

He wiped his mouth with the napkin on the side, glanced at Reg, and said to Katerina with a smile, "I'm leaving Backlund this afternoon."

Katerina showed a look of reluctance: "I don't know when I will be able to see Your Majesty again?"

Xifa smiled: "I can't tell."

Then he looked at Reg: "You walk with me."

Reg trembled slightly.

Katerina promised for him: "It's his honor."

Reg quickly knelt down on one knee: "Follow His Majesty's will."

afternoon.

Woo!

The huge siren rang in the Backlund steam train station, echoing in every corner.

Dressed in formal attire, wearing a hood, and carrying a cane, Xifa smiled and watched the huge monster-like steam locomotive dragging more than twenty carriages to a slow stop on the platform.

Behind him, like a servant, Reg was carrying an exaggerated suitcase.

Stepping steadily, he followed Xifa onto the train and entered the first-class carriage.

Compared with other compartments, the environment of the first-class compartment is much better.

The seats are spacious and there are not many passengers.

Everyone, men and women, is well-dressed and courteous.

Reg looked at the ticket that had been cut and inspected.

It was clearly marked on it that the destination of their trip was the city of Tingen.

Reg didn't know what this 'great existence', Xifa, was going to do in Tingen City.

But he didn't ask.

In front of Sequence 0 of this path, he always had the illusion that he would be burned to death at any time.

Even if Xifa didn't show the slightest bit of hostility, he still couldn't restrain his body from trembling.

"Do not be afraid."

"I won't burn you."

As if seeing Reg's thoughts, Sifer chuckled lightly.

Reg thought for a while and said, "Not bad."

"At least when I meet a girl I like, I have the ability to satisfy her, no matter what aspect it is."

Xifa smiled and said, "Have you thought about continuing to be promoted?"

Reg said seriously: "I discussed this issue with my mother, and the conclusion is that if it is not for a longer lifespan, staying at Sequence 4 is a good choice."

"And now, I don't know when I will be able to digest the potion."

Xifa nodded: "Very sensible."

At this time.

Opposite them, sat a father and daughter.

The girl is probably in her early twenties.

Quite shy.

First, he took a look at Xifa, and then passed over naturally.

Then it landed on Reg's face, showing a surprised expression, unable to take his eyes off for a long time.

Be deeply attracted by Reg.

Xifa didn't care.

Reg sighed in his heart, the world is really too superficial.

Focusing only on the outside, you can't see the 'truth'.

Just like this girl.

She will never know until she dies what she missed today.

afternoon.

Xifa and Reg walked out of the steam train station in Tingen City. This city located in the northern part of the Loen Kingdom has unique climate characteristics.

The annual maximum temperature is equivalent to less than 30 degrees Celsius on the earth.

Now this season is even cooler.

They boarded a cab and checked in at a hotel.

The two came to the elk bar.

Seeing that the 'Hunter Club' was not affected by the flames of war, Xifa felt a little relieved.

But in fact, the city of Tingen was not affected by the war, so the residents here, what happened before the war, and what happened after the war.

Reg pushed open the slightly heavy black wooden door.

After letting Xifa enter the bar first, he followed.

The bar is a little dimly lit, but doesn't have the complex scents of other bars.

Most of the customers here are middle-class, and the sanitation of the bar is also very good.

Therefore, there is no unpleasant smell of other bars, but a faint fruity fragrance in the air.

It's approaching the evening.

There were not many customers in the bar.

Only a few people here and there.

All drink alone.

A musician is playing the lyre, making the bar float a beautiful melody, so that every guest who walks in is reluctant to leave.

When the two of them came to the bar, Reg knocked on the bar and said softly, "Have a glass of your best beer."

"Two cups." Sifa glanced at him and said with a smile.

Then he took out a £1 note and placed it on the bar under the bartender's surprised gaze.

"I want to inquire about someone."

"I don't know if the 'Mr. Calvin' who gave people a fortune-telling is still here?"

The bartender took one look at the bill, held it down with an empty wine glass, and let it drop into the drawer below.

The movements are very skilled.

He quickly served beer to Xifa and the two, and then whispered: "Mr. Carvin hasn't shown up for three days."

"It is said that he is missing, and Mr. Eros from the club is also looking for him, but there is no news yet."

Xifa was a little surprised.

Just think of it.

Calvin is already a 'Secret Puppet Master', unless he bumps into a demigod, there shouldn't be any danger.

Being missing doesn't mean you're in danger, it's also possible to get caught up in something.

I can't get away for a while.

"All right."

"It's a pity, I heard that his 'divination' is very effective."

"I wanted to ask him for a favor."

Xifa said casually.

Then he drank the beer silently and left with Reg.

They came to Calvin's rental house.

He lived here with Harry the Tinkerer.

Calvin is missing, Harry should know something.

Come to the house.

Make a little observation.

Xifa smelled an unusual atmosphere.

Reg said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, let me go in and have a look first."

Sifa nodded.

Reg pressed his hat, walked quickly to the front of the house, and stood at the gate.

He knocked on the door.

As expected, no one opened the door.

He then stretched out his hand to press the door, shook it lightly, and the door lock bounced into the room.

Reg pushed the door open, feeling that the air in the door was dull, as if there had been no ventilation for several days.

He made his skin a layer of iron black, and his body became as hard as steel before he walked in.

Reg looked up and down the two-story townhouse, finding neither danger nor Harry or Cavan.

After a while.

Sifa stood in the middle of the living room, looking around.