Chapter 1221 Aftermath of War

the next morning.

Xifa watched Calvin and the two enter the Church of the Night, he smiled, and brought Reg to Daffodil Street.

Found the residence of 'Hunter' Kyle Garden.

He looked at the red wine in Reg's hand, nodded, and prevented Reg from coming forward, and Sifer pulled the rattle by himself.

certainly.

He has changed his appearance.

After all, Anilu's son, the former Rear Admiral Cifer Disirelli, had already "heroically" sacrificed.

If he used the original form, Sifer was worried that he would frighten the man who gave him the 'Provocateur' potion.

anyway.

After becoming a true god, there is no need to use the 'Thousand Faces Traveler' mask to change his appearance.

With random adjustments, he becomes a young man with Loen characteristics.

After the doorbell rang several times, the door was carefully opened a gap.

Kyle's wife, Lanqi woman, carefully visited the door.

It is true that the city of Tingen has not been affected by the war.

But the impact is still there. The most direct manifestation is that there are more unemployed people, homeless people and other unemployed people on the street.

From time to time some theft happens.

Late-night robberies or kidnappings also occur from time to time.

Obviously Kyle has taken adequate security measures in his own home, as a Sequence 8 'Hunter', he is fully capable of these tasks.

Seeing that Xifa was wearing formal clothes and smiling politely, Ms. Lan Qi was relieved, but she still didn't open the door.

Just ask.

"What do you do, sir?"

Xifa took off his hat, put it on his chest and smiled, "I'm looking for Mr. Kyle, ma'am."

"I was introduced by a friend, and I heard that he can help people solve some troubles."

Lan Qi asked warily, "Which friend?"

Xifa could only show a sad expression and said: "The late rear admiral, General Xifa."

It's really strange to say that I'm dead.

Xifa murmured in his heart, and then saw that Ms. Lan Qi was obviously relaxed a lot.

After all, not many people knew that he and Kyle had friendship.

Therefore, Lan Qi had no doubts.

"I see."

She opened the door: "Kyle went to the poorhouse early in the morning, and there are things he needs to solve there."

"You can wait for him here."

"Or go to the poorhouse and find him."

Xifa said in surprise: "Mr. Kyle went to the workhouse?"

"Does he work there?"

Lan Qi smiled: "No."

"It's just that after the war, Kyle hopes to do what he can."

"We had a hard time before, but it was Mr. Sifa who changed our status quo."

"Kyle wanted to do something for other people too."

"After the war, the number of orphans increased a lot, and there were even more children in workhouses."

"So Kyle will set aside one or two days a week to go to the workhouse to help everyone with some work."

"But lately, some bad things have happened in the workhouse."

"A child is missing. Last night, another child disappeared."

"Kyle is going to investigate."

Xifa nodded slightly.

He turned and gestured to Reg.

The latter handed the red wine to Xifa, who handed it to Lan Qi himself, and said, "Then I won't bother you."

"I'll go straight to the workhouse."

Saying goodbye to Ms. Lanqi, Xifa took Reg to Iron Cross Street.

He had been to the workhouse once before and knew how to get there.

When they turned down Iron Cross Street, all eyes looked at them.

These eyes are children with disheveled hair and yellowish complexion.

A homeless man sitting in an alley or street corner with empty eyes.

It's a thief who has nothing to do but stares at passers-by's wallets.

For the people of Iron Cross Street, especially the lower street.

The two of Xifa are too conspicuous.

Their clothes should appear in Jinwutong District.

not here.

But no one dared to provoke the two of Xifa, anyone who looked at Xifa would unconsciously move away in the next second.

And subconsciously did not dare to look at the past, as if it was a kind of blasphemy.

It wasn't until Xifa and the two left that people felt that they were a little strange today.

After a while.

Sifa saw the workhouse.

There is a long queue here early in the morning, and all the people in the queue are in shabby clothes and numb expressions.

In addition to the elderly and children, there are also a large number of young adults.

Obviously.

The workhouse couldn't accommodate so many people, so the door was quickly closed.

People were angry and rushed forward, trying to break open the door.

But the police in front of the door, and the guns in their hands.

In the end, these angry people could only spit a few mouthfuls of phlegm at the workhouse, and then dispersed like clouds.

Scattered into the nearby streets and alleys.

The two of them came forward, and Reg knocked on the door of the workhouse.

Soon the door opened, and someone shouted impatiently: "Let's go, we can't accept more people here!"

Reg raised his eyebrows and almost wanted to kick the door open.

But in the end he coughed dryly and said, "Please see clearly, do we look like we need relief?"

That person could see clearly that the two of Xifa were wearing formal clothes and their clothes were clean, they didn't look like those unemployed or bankrupt.

"you?"

"Is it here to donate?"

"Please come in!"

The workhouse workers clearly misunderstood.

Reg glanced at Sifa.

The latter smiled and nodded.

Reg could only say: "Yes, we are here to donate."

They were led to the dean's office, Sifa gave him a wink, and Reg took out his wallet, counted 100 pounds and put them on the table.

The dean was overjoyed.

He took out a crumpled notepad and said he wanted to register Reg.

At this time, Xifa asked the gatekeeper who had brought them in just now: "Is Mr. Kyle here?"

The janitor was startled: "Do you know Mr. Kyle?"

"My friend knows." Xifa smiled.

Yes, my friend is myself.

He complained in his heart.

soon.

He meets Kyle.

in a room.

This workhouse was transformed from an old teaching building.

The room used for orphans is the best environment in the workhouse.

But I saw that there were cushions and hammocks hanging in this room.

To accommodate at least 20 children to live together, Xifa frowned slightly.

The situation here is worse than expected.

Then he saw Kyle, the 'hunter' who was asking the child something.

Xifa didn't bother, and he coughed dryly after Kyle finished his work.

Kyle turned around and saw a strange but young gentleman standing outside the door.

Then the gentleman smiled and said, "You must be Mr. Kyle, right?"

Xifa brought out the rhetoric with Ms. Lanqi.

Kyle was much more cautious than his wife and asked many details.

But as the "deceased general" himself, Xifa naturally answered well and quickly gained Kyle's trust.

The two came to the small garden of the workhouse.

Kyle said with emotion: "That gentleman has unparalleled potential on the path of 'Hunter'."

"I never thought that he would become the general of the kingdom."

"I didn't expect that he died in the war just like that."

Sifa was a little embarrassed.

There is a sense of guilt for cheating other people's tears.